"Get out of here quickly, don't disturb my breathing."
Lin Beichen waved his hand and said impatiently.
He could see that the group of sword cultivators surrounding the Sword Immortal Academy were basically all casual cultivators with unclear minds. Not many had reached the realm of gods and humans. Most of them were at the master level of martial arts. They looked like cannon fodder at first glance.
Good stuff.
No need to think about it, someone must have taken advantage of me.
It seems that one does not necessarily have to be strong to be smart.
Once people are in a group mood, it is easy to lose their individuality and independent thinking, and unknowingly become excited and follow the crowd...
This reminded Lin Beichen that when he was in college, another car smashing incident occurred on campus.
The cause of that incident was that the Passat of the supermarket owner on campus scratched a female student's bicycle. No one was injured. It was originally just a simple incident where both parties were responsible. Later, because of the arrogant attitude of the supermarket owner, it quickly spread on the school BBS and gathered at the scene.
He had four to five hundred students, and he left the evening self-study to watch the excitement. Later, his emotions were quickly exaggerated in the excitement of the crowd. He, who prided himself on being rational, unknowingly became one of the students who smashed cars...
…
At that time, he was a senior who claimed to be logical, rigorous and smooth.
So the same goes for these martial arts masters in front of me.
If you put it in a small place, it would probably be a tall man who controls thunder and lightning.
But in today's Baiyun City, you can only be a fool who was deceived into being cannon fodder.
Because the person who deceived them is the stronger one.
"You...you are too arrogant."
"The Lord of Baiyun City asked us to come. You...we will go back and file a complaint against you."
"We discussed it nicely with you, but you actually killed someone?"
There are some people who are fierce and stern.
They are so angry that Lin Beichen, a bastard, has no martial ethics and kills people as soon as he comes up. Can't we have a good communication?
And there is no step between words.
We are all powerful masters, so we don’t want to lose face, right?
Lin Beichen couldn't help but laugh when he saw these guys looking cowardly.
"Gungun, don't delay my business here."
He waved his hand impatiently.
Among the crowd, a young knight in red swordsman's light armor, who seemed to be a ruthless character in ordinary times, was directly angered by Lin Beichen's disrespectful attitude.
He slapped his neck, revealing his aggressive temper, and gritted his teeth and said: "Bah, if you don't give me an explanation today, I [send the sword to the end] Wen Zhaolun will not leave. There are so many of us and we have the ability, you can kill us
Kill them all... uh uh uh..."
Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the person behind him in panic.
The faces of several people behind "Gang Jing" Wen Zhaolun turned pale with fright.
You idiot who kills a thousand people, don't get involved with us if you want to die.
Didn’t you see that the last guy who wanted to die had all the bones and dregs left after he was killed?
"Go away or not?"
Lin Beichen said: "I will count to three times and they will all disappear within a thousand meters of Sword Immortal Academy. Otherwise..."
Hikari-chan was very cooperative and cracked the whip.
There was a trace of electric light floating in the air.
A naked threat.
Wen Zhaolun's subconscious instinct kicked in, he raised his neck again, opened his mouth to say something, but was immediately stabbed directly by the person behind him...
"ah!"
He screamed.
Lin Beichen took a breath and said: "One..."
The next moment, he rushed out directly.
Bang bang bang.
A punch and a kick are like
Like a tiger trampling a flock of sheep, he rushed into the group of sword cultivators and started beating them with fists as big as casseroles.
"ah……"
"Didn't you say count to three?"
"Liar, you just said that!"
Amidst the screams and howls like ghosts and wolves, each sword cultivator flew out like stone balls thrown by a trebuchet, with bruises and swollen faces.
Teeth are flying around.
The nosebleeds are also flying everywhere.
Gold coins are also flying around...
In less than a moment, all the sword cultivators gathered around the Sword Immortal Academy were beaten like sandbags, flew thousands of meters in the air, and fell to different directions in Baiyun City...
But this time, Lin Beichen held back.
No mysterious energy was used.
It's just a lesson to their flesh.
Didn't kill anyone.
Most seriously injured.
It's not that easy to die.
Of course, I left a few things behind.
He pointed at the storage bag that had been unnoticed on the ground and said to Hikari-chan: "Put them all away and sort the garbage. You can keep the ones you like, and organize the rest into categories.
Okay, give it to me."
Hikari-chan shouted excitedly and rushed forward.
I really like this feeling.
It thought excitedly.
Lin Beichen smiled, turned around and walked towards the Sword Immortal Courtyard.
"I feel like my bag licking skills are old and not as good as my own brother's. Especially this live bag licking technique, I really need to practice it..."
He was reflecting on himself in his mind.
Among the sword cultivators who were knocked away just now, there were several things on their bodies that seemed to have not been removed.
Why.
Not only have my skills become rusty, I also seem to have become more and more soft-hearted recently.
They scolded me viciously, but I just hit them lightly.
In addition, they just confiscated some things and imposed a small fine.
…
…
far away.
In a ruins.
Several swordsmen crawled out with bruised noses and swollen faces.
"I thought I was going to die..."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that I was only slightly injured."
"This Lin Beichen is really too arrogant...unreasonable at all."
"Come on, it's good to be able to survive. The strength of that idiot is too terrifying. With just a few punches and kicks, he actually knocked all of our group away. There is no one who can hold him back with one move. If he
If they wanted to kill us, we might have died long ago."
"We were taken advantage of."
"The people of the Immortal Sword Sect have bad intentions. Didn't they say that Lin Beichen's strength is nothing to worry about?"
"Wait a minute, why is my storage bag missing?"
"No, mine is gone too."
"Mine...couldn't have been taken away by Lin Beichen? I heard that this person has a nickname, called the corpse toucher. He even touches corpses, let alone us?"
"Going to ask for it back is just like robbery."
"You dare to go? Have you forgotten what he said? If you go back, he will really kill someone."
"Yeah, it's rumored that this guy has a brain disease, and after being stimulated, he dares to do anything."
A group of people hesitated, but in the end no one dared to really go back. They were angry and resentful, but they could only endure it.
"What are you afraid of? He still
Can you kill us all? Let’s go together..."
[Death with one sword] Wen Zhaolun crawled out of the ruins with a curse, dragging his broken leg, holding the sword wound on his waist, and said: "I don't know if it was that despicable villain who stabbed me before, otherwise,
I personally took action and killed Lin Beichen long ago, alas, the villain made a mistake for me."
The others immediately looked at him with contempt.
It’s not like someone stabbed you just now, I’m afraid you’ve led everyone to annihilation.
Stay away from this idiot.
Otherwise, when God punishes him, it will easily affect the people next to him.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Everyone turned into sword light and left.
"Bah. A bunch of cowards."
[One sword kills the end] Wen Zhaolun stood there and thought for a while, and decided to give up the trouble of finding Lin Beichen for the time being and recover from his injuries first.
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…
Sword Immortal Academy.
It's already afternoon.
Lin Beichen sat at the stone table in the yard with his chin in his hands, his face gradually becoming anxious.
There are less than six hours left before the KEEP accidental acceleration mission [The Rise of Sword Immortal Academy] is about to end.
But there are still two problems that have not been overcome.
There is still one missing person among the Half-Step Heavenly Beings - Qianqian, who had high hopes for Lin Beichen, has not yet been promoted to the Half-Step Heavenly Beings.
There is also a young disciple named Peng Yiliang, who has a simple face and works hard, but he is still only in the eighth-level martial arts realm and has not been able to advance to the top martial arts master.
One head and one tail, one up and one down.
The progress of the task is stuck.
"It seems I must have a BUG."
Lin Beichen gradually made up his mind.
It was already unusual for a group of sword cultivators to cause trouble outside the Sword Immortal Academy.
Lin Beichen felt an unprecedented sense of urgency.
He screened all the candidates from various institutes who had been introduced to him by his handsome junior uncle Yin Shan, and finally his eyes fell on the old scholar of the Sword Formation Research Institute named Wang Qigong.
This person has lost his merit.
Have a foundation.
As long as I take some hormones or something, I should be able to recover quickly.
As for the other guy who's holding back...
"come here."
Lin Beichen waved the fool Peng Yiliang over, threw him a green fruit, and said: "Take it, eat it yourself, and quickly absorb it after eating it, and strive to enter the peak grandmaster realm for me before sunset. If you haven't already,
If there is any movement, then I will fire you..."
The young man gingerly took the fruit.
Lin Beichen stood up and said: "Before I come back, no one is allowed to leave the Sword Immortal Academy, continue to practice, don't relax... Guangjiang, dear brother, supervise me, anyone who is disobedient will not be punished by me.
Pope Lin’s face.”
Seeing how harsh he said it, even Qianqian didn't dare to be rude anymore.
Lin Beichen arranged everything, got up and left the Sword Immortal Academy, heading to the Sword Formation Research Institute.
And at the same time.
Hundreds of sword cultivators gathered outside the city lord's mansion again.
This time, it's not a simple protest.
A fight broke out immediately.
"ah……"
"Stop them."
"Quick, go and report to the city lord."
A swordsman named Baiyun City fell in a pool of blood.
The sword cultivators stormed into the city lord's mansion.