Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 363: I’m crazy

"Be careful!"

Zhao Zhuoyan was shocked and warned.

He subconsciously pulled Lin Beichen and pulled it backwards.

Zhao Wuyang on the side drew his sword out of the scabbard immediately, dodging to block in front of Lin Beichen.

Everyone knows that Lin Beichen is favored by God.

And the God-Blessed Ones had a period of 'weakness' before they practiced divine arts soaring into the sky.

This man and woman don't know where they came from, but regardless of indiscriminate, they will kill people if they make a move, which is simply arrogant.

Ding!

A flash of sword light burst forth.

Puff puff!

Blood flies.

Zhao Wuyang cried out in pain and staggered back.

He is also a little master. He goes out and has a lot of experience in combat, but at the moment of the fight, the long sword in his hand has been blown away, and he can't react to what is going on. A bloodstain was stabbed, which directly broke the appearance, and three bloods flowed down the wound directly, instantly dyeing Zhao Wuyang's face red.

"Son..."

Zhao Zhuoyan was shocked and angry.

"I'm fine..."

Zhao Wuyang wiped the blood from his face and bared his teeth in pain.

"I don't know whether to live or die, but in front of me, dare to stand out?"

The mean-faced woman sneered and said, "I'll let you know about these three scars. In the future, if you have a better memory, before you stand up for others, think about whether you have the ability, otherwise, be careful not to die. Guaranteed.”

Zhao Zhuoyan was originally a person who was very observant, but at this time, seeing the son he had cultivated with great care, he was directly disfigured, and his whole body was shaking with anger, and said: "Come on, come on, bring this shrew to me. down."

Whoosh whoosh!

The guards of the Thousand Miles Traveling Chamber of Commerce immediately rushed out.

"Looking for death."

The woman gave a cold snort and drew her sword again.

The sword light flashes.

"Ah..."

"My hand, my hand!"

"No, back."

Amid the exclamations and screams, blood spattered.

A dozen guards collapsed in an instant screaming in agony.

Some had their tendons broken.

Some had their palms pierced.

Others had broken knees.

Such injuries are not fatal, but require a lot of money for treatment.

And once the treatment is improper, it is very likely to leave sequelae, and a martial arts cultivation base is afraid that half of it will be useless.

For the warriors who eat the rice of bodyguards, it is equivalent to cutting off their future and smashing their jobs.

This woman is ruthless and malicious.

"A small businessman who dares to besiege me?"

The woman sneered, stared at Zhao Zhuoyan, and said, "Miss I remember you, huh, the Thousand Miles Chamber of Commerce, right? There's no need to exist

Now...you'll soon understand what kind of disaster awaits you. "

Zhao Zhuoyan was shocked.

At this time, he vaguely realized that there was trouble.

This woman is young but has such amazing swordsmanship.

This is broken.

Provoke a powerful character.

"Bitch!"

Lin Beichen also saw Zhao Zhuoyan's fear, took a step forward, patted him gently on the shoulder, motioned him to step back, and sneered: "Did you eat shit? It smells so loud and smells so bad. Aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue?"

The mean woman was furious and stared at Lin Beichen, saying, "Little bastard, you dare to scold me?"

Lin Beichen sneered: "It's light to call you..."

He turned his head and said to Zhao Zhuo again: "President Zhao, quickly lead Linglang, and these big guards, go to the temple to heal, and all the expenses are covered by me." The temple has Lingzao and Lingquan. This kind of hard injury can be cured as long as it is sent in time, to avoid the disfigurement of the wound due to delays like Yue Hongxiang.

"But..."

Zhao Zhuoyan saw that the man and the woman came from a lot of backgrounds. He was afraid that Lin Beichen would suffer alone. Although he wanted to retreat, he was still worried about Lin Beichen.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it here."

Lin Beichen Road.

Although he is cowardly and stingy, he definitely has the bottom line of being a human being.

This young man and woman were obviously coming for themselves, and the Zhao family's father and son were kind enough to help them, so they provoke each other.

At this time, you can't be a shrinking turtle.

"Hahahaha..."

At this moment, the young man who had been silent for a while suddenly burst into laughter.

"Tai Xuemei didn't kill you today, it's already a great favor, leaving a little mark and a little bit of a disability, it's already considered a light forgiveness for you, but you still want to treat the wounds? I'll take a look at the time , who dares."

This young man was covered in dark red flames, and his scorching hot air soared.

Flame profound energy attribute.

The realm of the Great Martial Artist.

The people around the audience gasped for breath.

But also angry.

Injuring others, causing disfigurement and maiming, are they considered favors?

Don't allow others to heal?

Crazy?

Even Lin Beichen, who was in the state of [Jingjiehu], was not so arrogant.

At this time, Lin Beichen finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Fuck, where did the two wild dogs come from, dare to act in front of my Yunmeng City No. 1 dude?"

He scolded: "Is the great martial artist amazing? A great master like Bai Haiqin was also hammered out by Lao Tzu, and he doesn't know whether to live or die... President Zhao, you should send someone to the temple for treatment now, but I want to see it. , can these two **** still bite me?"

"You are courting death."

The woman with a mean face was furious and drew her sword again.

Lin Beichen sneered.

Not much to say, he directly downloaded [De Sword], held it with one hand, and slashed with his backhand.

Although his profound energy cultivation base has temporarily dropped dramatically, his physical strength is still at its peak.

Not to mention the 'Reverse Blood Technique'.

A faint blood color filled his body, as if a flame was burning.

Without any bells and whistles, this sword contains all-powerful power, and it slashes directly at the head of the mean woman.

Chi-chi!

A strange screeching sound is heard.

Lin Beichen's terrifying physical strength adds to the weight, volume and might of the sword, which is like splitting an ocean wave, splitting out translucent air waves visible to the naked eye, and the blade rubs against the sparks.

"Hehe, your superficial swordsmanship..."

The mean-looking woman had a sneering look on her face, but halfway through the words, her face changed wildly.

Because she found that Lin Beichen's eyes were burning with madness, and he actually adopted a lose-lose style of play.

With his own sword, of course, he could carve a flower on Lin Beichen's face first.

This little bastard's sword can split her in half in the next instant.

Especially the ferocious and irritated look on Lin Beichen's face made her instantly stunned.

Can't be reckless.

On the verge of death, she suddenly remembered that this little bastard, rumored to be a madman, can do all kinds of crazy things.

War will dissipate.

She withdrew her sword and sealed the frame.

But in the next instant, she immediately understood what a wrong decision she had made.

Chong!

A harsh metallic symphony sounded.

Then I looked at the long sword in the hand of the mean-looking young woman. It was split into a big depression. The cracks spread all over the blade. At the same time, the blade trembled at a high frequency, like a panicked python eager to escape. This trembling fluctuation was transmitted to the palm of the woman holding the sword, and blood mist burst out in an instant, and the clothing on the entire right arm burst and shattered...

"Ugh!"

The woman snorted and staggered back three or four steps.

I saw the flushes on her face, the cyan profound energy flickered wildly, the throat twitched, and the time was suppressed for five or six breaths. In the end, there was still no one living there.

"Xuemei Tai, are you all right?"

The young man next to him was stunned. He obviously did not expect that a favored person who had lost his profound energy would still have such fighting power.

He quickly reached out and pressed the woman's back to heal her wounds.

Lin Beichen held his sword and sneered: "I thought he was so strong, but he was only a third-level martial artist, and he dared to pretend in front of me."

When it comes to pretending to be coercive, he has never been afraid of anyone.

Just these two wild dogs, what's the origin?

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First update.