Eight hundred and eighty-fourth chapter five battles are all up to me
Prince Yu tried his best to restrain his subordinates to prevent them from taking action again and angering Lin Beichen.
Only he and a few people with extremely high status know how terrifying Lin Beichen is today.
The generals and powerful generals of the Aurora Empire obeyed the military orders and could not take action anymore, but they all took out their swords from their sheaths and stared at Lin Beichen with hateful and angry eyes, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
"Pope Lin, the Ninth Prince was just joking, so you are going to kill him like this. Your method is too cruel, isn't it?"
Prince Yu's face also looked a little confused.
"You can try this kind of joke again."
Lin Beichen sneered.
Prince Yu was furious.
Everyone in the Aurora Empire was furious.
Who would have thought that just because of two words, Lin Beichen would dare to directly kill people in front of the military and political leaders of the two countries?
If he had known this earlier, the Ninth Prince would never have spoken, right?
Even Xiao Yan and other powerful men from the Beihai Empire who were on the black Xuange were shocked.
Too arrogant?
However, after the initial shock, the generals were instantly overwhelmed by a feeling of indescribable pleasure.
It's good to be arrogant.
Relieve anger.
It’s so fucking relieving.
For such a long time, only Lin Beichen dared to be so direct and domineering when facing the Aurora Empire, right?
Looking at the Aurora people on the flying boat opposite who were angry but did not dare to speak, even a thoughtful person like Ling Chi couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Lin Beichen held his sword and walked step by step to the stone platform in the center of the top of Luoxing Cliff. He said calmly: "The time has come. Let's start quickly. Which of you will die first?"
No more procedures.
Start directly.
This is Lin Beichen's answer.
Prince Yu's expression changed.
Next to him, there was a tall, burly man with shoulders and waist, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"I will take charge of this battle."
He volunteered.
"No."
Prince Yu quickly stopped him and said: "Su Tianren, the overall situation is our top priority..."
The burly man has big ears, his hands are longer than his knees, and he carries a long bow made of bent dead wood on his back. It looks more like a farmer's crappy hunting bow. It may be useful for shooting chickens and ducks, but it is difficult to shoot dogs and pigs.
.
But no one on the white flying boat dared to look down upon this person in the slightest.
Because his name is Su Dingfang, the number one marksman in the Aurora Empire.
He is also the most powerful person in the Aurora Empire for a hundred years.
Not to mention a wooden bow, even a piece of grass in his hand can shoot down city gates, collapse city walls, and kill strong men, just like picking out objects from a bag.
Yu Shibei, who was as powerful as the former Condor Shooter, still had to adhere to the principles of a junior in front of Su Dingfang.
Prince Yu absolutely did not want Su Dingfang to face Lin Beichen.
His eyes swept around, passing through the crowd, and finally landed on a middle-aged man wearing the robe of the Temple of Feathers. He pondered a little and said: "In the first battle, I have to trouble Archbishop Mingli."
The middle-aged archbishop has long yellow hair, a fair face, and a tall build. His silver-white robes are embroidered with arrows. He is Archbishop Mingli, who is known as the first person under the Pope in the Temple of Feathers.
At the same time, he is also a favored person of God.
Reborn by the God of Feathers and Arrows.
"Haha, okay, Lin Beichen will leave it to me."
Upon hearing this, Archbishop Mingli showed an undisguised expression of eagerness to try.
He had heard a lot about Lin Beichen's achievements.
But he didn't care much.
Because who isn’t a genius?
For example, when he is in his thirties, he is able to securely hold the position of Archbishop of the Temple of Feathers. He is also a talented and amazing genius.
It is also the peak of Shinto cultivation and spiritual will that reaches the strongest level in life.
Archbishop Mingli's confidence is so strong that he feels like I am the best among the gods, and the rest are rubbish.
For a proud person like him, the easiest thing to do is to be extremely confident.
This time, it is an opportunity to take action and shock the world.
After killing Lin Beichen, his name Mingli will be powerful in the two empires of Beihai and Aurora, and it can be said to soar into the sky.
Looking at the confident Archbishop Mingli, Prince Yu couldn't help but add: "Archbishop, if you are defeated, you can quickly admit defeat and save your life..."
Archbishop Mingli smiled arrogantly: "No need...I kill Lin Beichen just like killing a dog."
Taking one step forward, his entire body shimmered with silvery light.
The next moment, Archbishop Mingli arrived on Luo Xing Cliff.
The tense atmosphere before the war was filled instantly.
"Is that Lin Beichen?"
Archbishop Mingli's whole body shimmered with divine light, and his eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and he said: "Haha, there is really no one left in the Lord of Sword Temple, so that a yellow-mouthed brat like you becomes the pope. Remember, the one who will kill you today is
The person’s name is…”
"Need not."
Lin Beichen interrupted directly.
"Um?"
Archbishop Mingli was startled.
The sword flashed slightly.
Lin Beichen had already drawn his sword and put it away.
too fast.
It seems like nothing happened.
It seems like everything is over.
A trace of blood suddenly emerged slowly from between the eyebrows of Archbishop Mingli.
The bright red blood stains were separated into several blood beads.
It looks like a beautiful blooming blood plum.
Archbishop Mingli's figure was swaying, his face was full of unbelievable horror, and he was staring at Lin Beichen...
Lin Beichen blew the blood drops on the sword blade.
Drops are falling.
Splattered on the rocks underfoot.
At this moment, Luo Xing Cliff was also stained with the blood of the Aurora people.
"No need to tell me your name."
He blew the blood off the sword and said calmly: "Because you are not worthy of me remembering you, and you are not worthy of leaving your name on Luo Xing Cliff."
The voice fell.
The sword flashed.
Archbishop Mingli's head flew up.
The headless corpse was pulled out in place, and blood spurted out from the broken neck like a fountain.
Lin Beichen held up Archbishop Mingli's head and placed it squarely on the table in front of Han Fuhui's tombstone.
At this time, less than one finger of the three sticks of incense had been burned.
That's one tenth.
"Four more to go."
He grinned.
The expression is a smile.
But there was coldness and sadness in his eyes.
When he returned to the stone platform of Luoxing Cliff, he looked at the white flying boat with his sword in hand and said: "Who will die next?"
Between heaven and earth, there was originally silence.
But at this moment, there was a sudden uproar.
What's the meaning?
Lin Beichen... still wants to continue fighting?
So, is it still him who plays the second game of the Beihai Empire?
"Lin Beichen, you..."
Prince Yu quickly ran to the bow of the ship and asked sternly: "You...you still want to fight?"
The silver sword in Lin Beichen's hand gently scratched the rocks under his feet.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and his white clothes against the rising sun seemed to be coated with blood. His unparalleled handsome features seemed to be as perfect as jade carvings, and he said calmly: "It's not that we still have to fight, but today's five battles are all mine.