When Bishop Rong saw this, his soul flew into the sky.
If this young lady dies in front of him, then all the followers of his lineage will probably die.
"Princess."
"Your Highness."
"Owner……"
Different strange shouts sounded around.
Dozens of figures, surging with powerful waves of profound energy, rushed towards the half-collapsed handsome platform like crazy.
If this girl is allowed to die here, Xihaiting doesn't know how many royal family members will fall to the ground and their corpses will be scattered all over the place.
"Back off."
A clear and majestic shout sounded.
A blue circle of light burst out.
The figure that rushed towards me felt an overwhelming force coming towards me, and it flew backwards uncontrollably.
On the handsome stage, Lin Beichen's white figure flickered and distanced himself backwards.
Lin Beichen lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand.
Only half of it is left.
The two feet below the tip of the sword disappeared without a trace.
He looked up at the girl sitting in the wheelchair at the top of the half-collapsed handsome platform, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Just now, the girl who was suspected to be the commander was stabbed with a sword, and her blood instantly surged. She thought it was a successful blow.
But then he realized that what fell to the ground was not blood at all.
But it turned out that the moment the sword blade touched the girl's eyebrow, it was melted directly into crimson molten steel and fell to the ground by a strange and extremely hot force.
What a terrifying fire power.
Heavenly level?
Lin Beichen found it strange that the so-called water and fire are incompatible, but there are actually high-level officials of the Sea Clan who practice fire-based profound energy?
Footsteps sounded all around.
Countless strong men and warlocks from the sea tribe surrounded him one after another.
"Back off."
The girl in the wheelchair waved her hands.
The strong men from the sea tribe who surrounded them immediately stopped and retreated one after another.
The girl was on the handsome platform, overlooking Lin Beichen.
Her long black hair is combed into a bun, and she wears a golden crown of purple coral, revealing her smooth and plump forehead. Her big and lively eyes have a maturity and coldness that is incompatible with her age. Her straight nose bridge is red and tender.
Lips, slightly pursed mouth corners, slightly thin cheeks... Each facial feature looks very delicate alone, but when paired with the thick, ink-like eyebrows and neatly cut eyebrows, the whole person's aura suddenly becomes...
Proud, noble and stubborn.
Lin Beichen met the girl's gaze and felt a hint of danger.
Except for the specific shape of the legs covered by the blanket, there are no traces of the sea race on other parts of the girl's delicate body. In comparison, she looks more like a human race girl, but judging from her dress and surroundings
Lin Beichen could be sure from the reactions of the strong men of the Sea Tribe that she was definitely the decision-maker in the camp.
"Lin Beichen?"
The girl spoke in the official Beihai Empire Mandarin without any dialect.
There was a condescending sense of conquest in his tone. It was as if a superior king was questioning his ministers.
Lin Beichen smiled crookedly and said in a frivolous tone: "Little sister, whose child are you? You are so young, why are you in a wheelchair? Are you disabled?"
"presumptuous."
"Bold..."
There were shouts and curses all around.
Especially the one hundred seahorse guards in red armor, with fire in their eyes.
The girl in the wheelchair frowned slightly and said, "As a heavenly being, your language is so frivolous. Aren't you afraid of damaging your feathers?"
"As a member of the sea clan, practicing fire techniques, aren't you afraid that the sea god will blow your dog's head off?"
Lin Beichen asked back.
He quietly paid attention to the situation around him.
In fact, he should have left long ago.
If you go deep into a tiger's den to assassinate an enemy chieftain, and if you miss a single hit, you should immediately flee thousands of miles away.
Lin Beichen thought so at first.
But for some reason, when he saw this girl in a wheelchair, he seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and wanted to find out the girl's identity, so he didn't leave.
"Who said the Sea Clan can't practice fire magic?"
The girl sneered, with disdain between her brows and eyes, and said: "He is indeed an ignorant and incompetent dude. He doesn't understand such common principles and is still chattering in front of the battle. Lin Beichen, I'm actually very curious about that good-for-nothing of mine."
Father, how on earth did I accept you as my disciple?"
"What did you say?"
Lin Beichen was shocked: "Are you... Lao Ding's daughter?"
He was distracted and suddenly felt a flash of red light in front of his eyes.
laugh!
A red ray comes towards you.
Lin Beichen thought in his mind and moved. He only felt numbness on his shoulders. When he looked down after changing positions, he saw a burnt blood mark on his left shoulder, which was as deep as the bone. The red blood streak was like venom, moving deeper towards the wound.
Spreading rapidly everywhere...
"My father said you were his pride."
The girl in the wheelchair looked cold and did not hide her disgust for Lin Beichen, saying: "Kill you to see how proud he is."
Wow.
What a scheming little bitch.
Actually playing sneak attack.
"Are you really my master's daughter?"
Lin Beichen carefully looked at the girl in the wheelchair, and if he tried to make a connection, he really found some similarities in facial features with his master and his wife... However, in terms of temperament, the difference was too big.
"You should worry about where you will be buried after you die."
The wheelchair girl wiped her slender hands with white silk, then slowly put on white gloves, stacked them up and down, placed them on the blanket above her legs, and said calmly: "The body is poisoned by fire, and even gods and humans can't resist it..."
The look of disgust in her eyes when she looked at Lin Beichen gradually disappeared, as if she was looking at a dead person.
"Oh?"
Lin Beichen opened his mouth and spit out a stream of silver flames.
The small spiritual fire of the innate realm swept across the wound and completely eliminated the power of the blood poison in an instant.
"Junior sister, your method is not good."
He raised his hand and threw another water ring spell to himself.
A blue brilliance flashed.
The wound heals instantly.
"Um?"
A strange look flashed in the wheelchair girl's eyes: "I'm actually looking down on you."
Lin Beichen waved his hand and said: "Junior sister, you seem to have a big misunderstanding of me. Why don't we find an opportunity to talk by candlelight at night and have an in-depth exchange of ideas?"
"No need."
The girl in the wheelchair refused with disgust.
Lin Beichen asked again: "Oh, by the way, how are master, master and wife?"
The girl in the wheelchair did not want to answer any more.
She gently took off her gloves.
In the palm of his hand, three rays of fire were arranged and flashed in the shape of a Chinese character.
A touch of evil power flowed from the palm of his hand.
Lin Beichen saw this and knew that further communication would be useless. He laughed loudly: "Little junior sister, you are not good at all. Be careful, senior brother, I will spank you...wait for me, I will come out again..."
The words were not spoken yet.
Like an iron block sinking into the sea, his body sank into the soil below in a flash and disappeared.
boom!
The girl in the wheelchair volleyed her palm in the air and struck the position where Lin Beichen was. Suddenly, a burning palm print that was magnified a hundred times appeared on the ground. The red and coquettish fire flickered, as if the frozen soil was directly ignited. The fire quickly moved towards the ground.
It spread, and in the blink of an eye, a bottomless pit in the shape of a palm print was burned out.
But Lin Beichen had no breath at all.
"Her strength is so terrifying?"
Bishop Rong forced himself to suppress his injuries, with a look of incredible horror on his face.
This mixed-blood princess who was suppressed in the eyes of Ku Shui Hai under the Temple of the Sea in the West Sea Courtyard actually has such a terrifying cultivation level?
Didn't you say that she...is a useless person?
This is obviously the cultivation level of the second-level heavenly realm.
Bishop Rong shuddered.
The red-armored seahorse knight guard looked at the girl with a look of admiration and respect in his eyes.
The girl looked at the deep hole of the palm print on the ground with an indifferent expression. After a long time, she sighed and slowly put on her white gloves again.
"Send the order, thirty tribes of slaves, all soldiers, will attack the city day and night without sleep."
"Order the eleven tribes of the Zhong clan and the six tribes of the Shang clan to lead their troops to bypass the great city of Chaohui and attack the hinterland of Fengyu Province. Within three days, they will occupy the entire Fengyu Province. I want to turn Chaohui City into an isolated city."
"Warlocks from the Silver Trilogy are accompanying us."
"Military orders are like mountains. Anyone who disobeys them will be punished by the whole clan."
The girl's voice is sonorous and her will is as strong as iron and cannot be disobeyed.
"yes."
The strong men of the sea tribe around them knelt down in darkness.
Including the eight-hole masked Sea Celestial Celestial Powerhouse who just arrived, and the eight mermaid warlocks.