Xiao Ran, the head of Fengjiyuan, breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes flashing with heat.
The most perfect script.
This battle is won.
The key person is from Baiyun City.
After this battle, it was impossible for the great swordsmanship forces such as Fenglei Great Sword Clan, Wenxiang Sword Mansion and others to overlook Baiyun City.
Lin Beichen alone can elevate Baiyun City's status in the host Zhenzhou Continent immeasurably.
After all, one man with a hundred swords can kill the sect leaders of the six top kendo forces. Today he can kill Jian Wuji and others, and tomorrow he can also kill the leaders of other kendo forces.
Unless he is the leader of a top kendo force like the Famous Sword Family, how many people can rival Lin Beichen today in terms of kendo alone?
Of course, the world of martial arts in Dongdaozhenzhou Continent is not limited to swordsmanship.
There are countless strong men outside of the swordsmanship.
But winning the title is already the ultimate dream of many geniuses.
The other disciples in Baiyun City also breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good.
Life comes to an end.
"By the way, Elder Shi of the Sword Immortal Academy came with his disciples to support the City Lord's Mansion. Why don't you see them?"
Lin Beichen controlled three hundred broken swords and turned around to ask.
Aren’t they all already killed in the battle?
Not really.
Guang Jiang and Xiao Binggan were both following.
"Can you put your sword away first?"
Chu Yunsun looked at Lin Beichen coldly. After the battle, he returned to a state where the more he looked at Lin Beichen, the more displeased he became.
Lin Beichen looked at the three hundred biological sons floating around him and said, "I won't accept them."
Everyone: "..."
Are the children making trouble?
The demeanor of the swordsman suddenly fell from the world.
In fact, they knew about Mr. Lin's embarrassment.
These three hundred broken swords were originally stored in [Baidu Network Disk], but now the space inside is occupied by the trophies just licked, and the three hundred 'sons' were suddenly homeless.
Let's do this for now.
After all, there are three hundred broken swords flying around, which looks very majestic, doesn’t it?
"The City Lord's Mansion has not received support."
Xiao Ran quickly replied, saying: "When the Immortal Sword Sect and other forces attacked the city lord's mansion, they had already set up a formation outside, guarded by the Wandering Sword Sect and the Yuxu Sword Sect. With the strength of Shi Zhongsheng and others, they were unable to break through the formation.
Method……"
That was before.
Lin Beichen silently calculated in his mind that with Xiao Binggan and Guang Jiang, there would be no major problems.
"By the way, where is Lao Ding?"
Lin Beichen asked again.
Xiao Ran opened his mouth to answer...
At this moment, Lin Beichen's expression suddenly changed.
The expressions of everyone present changed drastically at the same time, and they looked towards the other end of the stone bridge, where there were not many remaining strong men from the major kendo sects.
A strange and terrifying force slowly revived among this group of people.
Far superior to the previous six heavenly beings
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strength.
"Is there any hiding method?"
The voice of Zhen Rulong, the leader of the Jishang Sanguang Clan, was filled with doubts and solemnity.
Lin Beichen controlled the flying sword and approached the group of people.
Are there any hidden strong men?
Very good.
The stronger you are, the more excited I am.
Aren't all strong people blessed with treasures?
"Ah, ah~~"
A heartbreaking scream came from the mouth of a young elder from the Eternal Sword Sect.
I saw a strange golden light suddenly pouring out of his body, as if a large light bulb was installed in his organs. The golden light radiated out from every pore, illuminating his entire skin and turned it into a thin
layer……
That kind of powerful and terrifying power emanates from this person's body.
But obviously, he himself cannot bear this kind of traffic.
This is not his power.
In a few breaths, the expression of this young Immortal Sword Sect elder changed from screaming in pain to a kind of cold and indifferent calm.
Eyes open.
The dark golden pupils emitted golden light.
"did not expect."
His voice has changed.
"It's him."
Mei Huashuo, the leader of Fenglei Dajian Clan, exclaimed, "Wei Mingchen!"
Hua Feihua and Zhen Rulong's expressions changed greatly.
They also recognized it.
Isn't the aura emanating from this young elder of the Immortal Sword Sect none other than Wei Mingchen, the newly risen bishop of the Great Wilderness Temple and the commander behind this one operation?
Can't be wrong.
Lu Guanhai and Chu Yunsun suddenly became nervous.
impossible.
There is a divine formation here, which isolates all breath.
Isn’t Wei Mingchen controlled by Qi Lao?
Why does it appear here?
"It's a projection of power."
The mysterious female official Master Lin discovered something and said: "This person originally had Wei Mingchen's power projection in his body. Now it has been activated and turned into Wei Mingchen's clone... Maybe it was used to monitor Jian Wuji and others.
The hidden child."
This Wei Mingchen really calculated everything perfectly and was very difficult to deal with.
Everyone felt a headache.
No wonder this person became a rising star in the Great Wilderness Temple and reached a high position in a short period of time.
But Lin Beichen's eyes lit up.
"Power clone?"
He slowly approached, looked down at 'Wei Mingchen', and said: "Hey, can you hear me when I speak now?"
"Lin Beichen, the speed of your growth surprises me."
'Wei Mingchen' raised his head and looked at Lin Beichen.
His voice was still indifferent without the slightest emotion, as if it were a machine, and he said slowly and authentically: "Now swear allegiance to me, I can ignore all the previous things, and I can also grant you immortality."
"hehe."
Lin Beichen smiled and said, "Look at the sword."
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The broken swords all over the sky turned into light and shadow, just like the stars in the sky falling, and swept towards 'Wei Mingchen'.
"Wrong choice."
‘Wei Mingchen’ raised his hands and pushed out violently.
Before he could react, the dozens of strong swordsmen in front of him were knocked away by the surging golden power and hit the flying swords in the sky.
"Want to do this?"
Lin Beichen had a sneer on his face without any hesitation.
He will not show any mercy towards his enemies.
If 'Wei Mingchen' thought that he would be merciful to these 'innocent people' and cause flaws in the sword formation, he would be totally wrong.
He was not prepared to let these people go.
Boom boom boom!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and bones burst out.
"Um?"
Lin Beichen's expression suddenly changed.
These people were not shot by him.
Instead, it exploded at the moment when it almost came into contact with the flying sword.
Moreover, when their bodies exploded, the blood splattered was not bright red.
But dark gold.
The dark gold blood carried a strange energy, instantly saturating all three hundred remaining swords.
Sizzle.
There was an eerie sound like sulfuric acid corroding gold and iron.
Dang Dang Dang!
The broken sword instantly lost its original shape, became more and more incomplete, and began to soften.
Finally, it turned into a ball of dark golden iron mud and landed on the ground.
"What?"
Lin Beichen was shocked.
He quickly summoned the big silver sword back.
Six drops of dark golden liquid rolled on the sword.
Lin Beichen held the sword and the sword shook.
The six drops of liquid were blown away.
The blade of the sword is intact.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
But the other three hundred 'sons' all lost control.
The sword formation technique was broken.
Because there was no other flying sword that Lin Beichen could control.
"Relying on external forces is ultimately not as strong as one's own body."
'Wei Mingchen' waved his hand, and a long sword on the ground fell into his hand. Under the infusion of his dark golden profound energy, it instantly turned into a dark gold sword, glowing with a strange light.
call out!
He united his body and sword, crossed a distance of twenty meters, and stabbed Lin Beichen with one sword.
"Sword One."
Lin Beichen waved his sword to greet him.
Ding ding ding!
In an instant, figures intertwined and dozens of moves were exchanged.
Lin Beichen was so shocked that his blood surged in his body and his arms became numb.
"It's just a projection of power. Why is it so strong?"