At this moment, countless eyes containing different emotions focused on Lin Beichen...
Afraid...
Ecstatic...
Dazed……
Shocked...
All living things.
To name a few.
Lin Beichen's expression suddenly changed slightly after looking at the tombstone for about three to five breaths.
"wrong."
He muttered to himself.
Everyone was shocked.
What's wrong again?
Just listen to Lin Beichen continue to talk to himself: "You are not from Aurora, what qualifications do you have to be here?"
With that said, Lin Beichen took a flying kick without hesitation.
Liu Shengcang's head flew out from the altar table.
Bang!
The head hit the cliff and shattered instantly.
When everyone saw this scene, they felt heart palpitations.
The head of a fifth-level titled heavenly being is not even qualified to be a tribute?
The military and political leaders on both sides could not help but mourn for Yagyu Sogo.
It would be disrespectful to die.
Not even worthy of serving on the altar.
What a miserable day.
Lin Beichen moved and appeared on the Luoxing Cliff Stone Platform again.
"Next."
He raised his eyes and glanced at the white flying boat: "Who is coming?"
Everyone in the Aurora Empire bowed their heads instantly.
Because I just feel that those eyes are like needle pricks on my skin, like the sickle of death hooking my neck at this moment, a deep cold that penetrates to the bone marrow is sent to my skin, and everyone feels as if they are frightened.
The big hands grabbed my heart, and I almost couldn't breathe...
One person and one sword, white clothes cut across the sky.
At this moment, the beautiful young man on the stone platform of Luoxing Cliff was more terrifying than the God of Death.
The pupils of Prince Yu's eyes were as narrow as needle points.
An uncontrollable horror spread out from every pore in his body.
The situation has completely exceeded imagination.
Lin Beichen's strength has exceeded the limit of their imagination.
Level five titled heavenly beings are already an upper limit and a ceiling for the two empires of Beihai and Aurora.
But under Lin Beichen's sword, he couldn't withstand the attack.
Don't you see, Liu Shengcang's body is standing on the stone platform of Luoxing Cliff before he can pull out the sword from his waist.
This shows what?
The five-pole heavenly being was not even qualified to draw a sword in front of Lin Beichen.
Who else is our opponent?
Facing Lin Beichen's shouting formation, for a moment
, there was actually no one on board the huge white flying boat.
On Falling Star Cliff.
Lin Beichen snorted: "A bunch of cowards."
Not loud.
But both sides heard it clearly.
On the black Xuange, the marshals, generals, strong men and soldiers all burst into laughter.
This is simply a dream scene.
He was a strong man in his own country. With one man and one sword, he killed the Aurora Empire to death.
On the white flying boat, there were suddenly countless angry and red faces.
Many powerful Aurora martial arts men subconsciously want to take action.
But he used his last bit of reason to restrain himself.
This time, the battle of life and death is about the destiny of the country.
Three wins out of five games.
Lin Beichen has already won two games.
If they lose another game, it means that the Aurora Empire has lost.
Many powerful people in Aurora Martial Arts are not afraid of death.
But he was afraid of the humiliation of death. He was afraid that his death would not only prevent him from being loyal to the country, but would instead make him an accomplice in the Aurora Empire being nailed to the pillar of shame.
On Falling Star Cliff.
"What? There is no one in the Aurora Empire?"
Lin Beichen sneered, raised his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Yu Zhuoyu, the Pope of the Temple of Feathers, and said: "The Pope of the Temple of Feathers, do you dare to fight?"
Yu Zhuyu's expression changed slightly.
This kind of thing of being named and invited to fight has never happened to him before.
He only hesitated briefly before giving the answer.
"Why don't you dare?"
Silver brilliance floats underneath her body.
Divine power surges.
The Pope of the Temple of Feathers, Yu Zhuyu, seemed to flash out of the void and instantly appeared on the stone platform of Luoxing Cliff.
He must fight.
There is no other choice.
Because Lin Beichen is the Pope of the Lord of Sword Temple.
This battle is emperor versus emperor.
If he dares not go to war, it would be fine if the news spreads and outsiders use it to ridicule him. But even the believers of Lian Yu Temple may think that their own Pope is afraid of the other party's Pope. That would be a disservice to Yu. A devastating blow to temple faith.
This is also the reason why Prince Yu, Su Dingfang and others on the white flying boat did not say anything to stop them.
Lin Beichen pointed his nose at him and invited him to fight. If he retreated, the consequences would be disastrous.
On Falling Star Cliff.
Yu catches fish and activates Shinto skills, causing strange phenomena to appear.
A huge silver feather crown, cloak, armor, combat boots, and a giant silver spear appeared on his body quickly, as if outlined by the hand of a void god.
This is the Pope's uniform of the Temple of Feathers [Gift of the Feather God].
Photographed by Lin Beichen showing great strength, Yu Zhuyu showed his strongest posture immediately.
With the blessing of the divine armor, Yu Zhuoyu's divine aura continued to improve, soaring crazily...
His confidence also continued to improve.
The generals and soldiers cheered on the white flying boat.
"Ah, it feels so familiar..."
"The last time I summoned the [Gift of Feather God] battle suit was when I was dealing with an extraterrestrial evil demon that appeared in the empire..."
"That was a war sixty years ago..."
"The evil demon from outside the world has arrived in his true form and has endless power. He can tear apart third-level heavenly beings with his bare hands. He is considered invincible. However, after I summoned the [Gift of the Feather God] battle suit, I lasted less than ten breaths. , it disappeared into ashes..."
Pope Yu caught a fish in the Temple of Feathers and talked about it.
Without saying a single word, his divine power would soar upward.
Soon, Yu Zhuoyu's surging divine power became dazzling, as if there was an extra sun in the world.
Under the influence of this divine power amplitude, the wind in Luoxing Cliff turned into the sound of arrows whistling through the air. The gravel slowly floated up, as if they were clusters of arrows, and the leaves and vegetation also slowly floated. Aiming the tip at Lin Beichen, it seemed that with just a thought of Yu catching a fish, it could turn into an arrow that penetrated everything and destroyed everything in its path!
Yu catching fish at this time gave all Aurora people inspiration and confidence.
The shaky confidence that was originally hit by Lin Beichen's strong performance finally began to rebound with a revenge.
On the black Xuange, the hearts of everyone in the Beihai Empire were also in suspense.
The weight of the Pope of an empire is not light.
Divine power is inherently superior to imperial power.
The more the temple accumulates, the more powerful the pope will be.
In this regard, even the five-pole titled heavenly beings from the Central Empire may have some shortcomings.
Lin Beichen didn't say much nonsense.
The sword light flashed.
A sword slashed out directly.
It was still the move of [Sword Seventeen] that quickly closed the distance and killed Liu Shengcang.
Six of Swords-Shadow Slash.
Clang!
The crisp sound of sword sounds sounded.
Light and shadow float.
The sword light struck the dazzling silver sun.
In an instant, the light was brilliant, the dazzling light burst out instantly, and there was only one color left between the sky and the earth.
Everyone opened their eyes wide.
The silver sword blade flew.
Lin Beichen's figure retreated back to where he was.
He looked at the sword in his hand and frowned slightly.