Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 510: The victory and defeat have been divided

Boom!

A showdown with no moves.

The collision of ultimate moves.

At the moment when the competition was about to be determined, terrifying energy fluctuations erupted in the arena.

Sweeping the Quartet.

Under the ravages of such a force, the specially made arena that was already cracked, seemed like a girl who couldn't be ravaged. She let out a mournful cry, which caused the entire square to tremble violently.

It seems that a big earthquake that will destroy the world is coming.

The profound energy of the dark storm collapsed.

There are also sword feathers flying in the air.

A series of waves of radiating energy circles, centered on the ring, swept wildly in all directions.

After just a few breaths——

Boom!

The shield of the arena formation was finally hard to support, and with a groan, it completely cracked, and could no longer withstand the terrifying energy that erupted from the center.

The torrent of energy bursts out with the crushed stones.

Like a sudden eruption of torrents and mudslides, it exploded in all directions, sweeping and devouring mercilessly.

"Not good..."

The expressions of Ling Taixu, Chu Hen, Pan Weimin, Liu Qihai, Dai Zichun and others changed drastically.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the strong human race reacted very quickly, and they immediately stepped forward, released their profound energy positions, and blocked the direction of Citizen Yunmeng, and jointly resisted the force of the shock wave , to prevent ordinary people from being hurt.

Many Sea Clan soldiers on the other side were not so lucky.

Caught off guard, the soldiers of the Sea Clan in the entire phalanx were directly blown away by the turbulent current.

Armored figures flew in the low air like rice husks in a hurricane.

Some of the more unlucky ones were hit at any time, turning into a rain of blood on the spot, and their stumps and broken arms fell like rain.

Prince Yu stood up abruptly, his eyes shot.

The gorgeous chariot drove up, and the two figures behind the bead curtain also stood up almost at the same time.

Many strong men of the Sea Clan lost their colors one after another.

For a long time.

The energy in the ring subsides.

The flame also dimmed.

Two figures stood in the middle of the shattered arena.

Tick tock.

The blood flowed down the broken sword and fell into the gravel on the ground.

On the shoulder blade of Lin Beichen's right arm, there was a translucent penetrating wound from front to back, which almost crippled half of his arm, and the blood flowed down like a spring...

The bright sword of the full moon Qinghui has been broken in the middle.

The sword is destroyed.

The person was seriously injured.

Defeated?

No.

Because——

Opposite.

Heilang Wuya's figure is also precarious.

His right arm had been chopped off shoulder to shoulder, half of his body was stained with light black blood, and the violent and cruel face showed uncontrollable pain and shock, his eyes were a little puzzled, and a little frightened Staring at Lin Beichen...

From the point of view of injuries, he is much worse than Lin Beichen.

At least the injury of a broken arm will cause disability.

Only the celestial beings who have entered the innate realm can have their limbs broken and rebuilt.

When they saw the state of the two clearly, everyone in the three parties could not help but exclaim.

Whether it's a soldier or a general in the Sea Clan army, their hearts felt as if they were hit by a heavy hammer in an instant, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

In their minds, the [Flying Shark God General], whose Xeon Fist was almost invincible, had his arm cut off?

The military **** in their minds...

This...

Is it a loss?

The feeling of the sky falling overwhelmed them.

On the human side, more than 10,000 Yunmeng citizens finally breathed a sigh of relief, almost spit out the heart in their throats, and returned to their chests. They did not see the terrible scene of Lin Beichen being bombarded and killed, which made the crowd ecstatic. Cheers burst out.

But there are also tears falling.

Because the hero is injured.

The terrible penetrating injury almost crippled the arm...

It must be painful, right?

Especially for many old people and many women, feeling sorry for that stubborn and beautiful boy standing in the ring is exactly the same as feeling sorry for their own son who was beaten.

On the ring.

"Who the **** are you...?"

Heilang Wuya asked hoarsely.

"I'm just an ordinary Chinese...a Yunmeng person who values ​​love and righteousness."

At this moment, Lin Beichen was so calm that he almost slapped his tongue again.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly. After all, he is a handsome man with great wisdom like Wang Yang, so he came back again.

And it was this unintentional remark that suddenly caused many people in Yunmeng City to burst into tears.

This little doll really values ​​love and righteousness.

Although I was a little 'naughty' before - yes, the citizens are so simple.

At the beginning, when Lin Beichen harmed the entire Yunmeng City, everyone wished that this prodigal son would be struck by lightning, but now it has become just 'naughty'.

Although he was a little naughty before, Lin Beichen at that time was still just a child who was spoiled and spoiled by that irresponsible father.

And now he's finally grown up.

Know the responsibility and fraternity.

He is now the real pride of Yunmeng City.

"Your body is blessed with divine power, otherwise, you won't be able to stand on my arm..."

Heilang Wuya gradually calmed down.

He was full of puzzlement and said: "And I can't die with a single blow from [The Scale of Darkness]... Could it be that you were possessed by a **** just now? No, no, this place is already the sanctuary under the Sea God's crown. The divine power of the lord cannot descend at all, how on earth did you do it?"

When he realized that he was no match for this young man just now, he instantly activated his other nirvana [Scale of Darkness], and only then did he shatter the Bright Sword of Full Moon Qinghui, turning the tide of decline.

Otherwise, he would have been chopped to pieces by Lin Beichen's sword energy.

But what shocked him was that the [Dark Scale], which could threaten half-step heaven and man, only shattered half of Lin Beichen's shoulder, and did not completely blast him into flesh and blood.

This is incredible.

Unless Lin Beichen himself has divine power.

Otherwise, it would have been a puddle of blood.

Heilang Wuya was shocked and angry that he couldn't turn defeat into victory after a series of strange moves.

So I have this question.

"You really are a curious baby shark."

Lin Beichen moved his arms to sense his physical condition, and at the same time he said with a smile: "But so much nonsense, it doesn't fit your villain design. You should think about how you will die next, and you will have a better posture."

He casually threw the broken sword aside.

Hold your hands together.

A strange pose.

It seems to be circulating the profound energy to recover from the injury.

Seeing this, Heilang Wuya sneered coldly, and mocked back: "Really? Hehe, I'm afraid you've overlooked it. I broke my arm, but I can still throw punches, and you can still throw punches if you lose your right arm." Should I use a sword? It is unknown who will win the battle, but I can do it right now..."

The voice has not yet fallen——

Bang!

A loud noise like a thunderstorm interrupted the [Flying Shark God General]'s words.

Around the arena, countless people only felt pain in their eardrums and subconsciously covered their ears.

Prince Yu's heart skipped a beat.

At this time, Princess Ke'er couldn't help but widen her eyes.

This voice is too familiar to their father and daughter.

It was the sound of life and death.

They have heard it twice.

Every time this voice appeared, a martial arts master fell.

This time, will there be an exception?

On the ring.

The moment the loud noise appeared, Heilang Wuya's figure shook.

A strange one

Scorching heat came from the abdomen.

He froze for a moment, then slowly looked down.

Saw the gravel on the ground behind him.

A blood hole the size of a bowl, transparent front and back, appeared in his abdomen.

Looking through the blood hole, he saw behind him.

"So, can you still throw a punch now?"

Lin Beichen smiled and ejected twenty meters behind his body.

Of course it's because of the recoil.

When he threw away the broken Yuanyue Qinghui Bright Sword before, he turned off all WIFI hotspots and took out the 98K that no one could see, and because Xiao Binggan had already fired a shot in a standard position before, Lin Beichen held it in his hand with a low lifting position.

Shoot.

Hits.

The distance is too close.

However, what Lin Beichen really wanted to hit was Heilang Wuya's head.

But because the posture of holding the gun is not standard, it missed the position.

Hits in the stomach.

However, this time, because of the improvement of the phaseless sword bone level, and because he had already prepared, he removed a lot of the 98K recoil force by unloading the force, so he was not directly shaken into the soil by the "too" shape go.

"You..."

Hei Lang Wuya's complexion changed drastically, he opened his mouth, and before he finished speaking, black blood gushed out directly.

His figure was wobbly and he couldn't stand still.

Life escapes irretrievably like the air in a gapped balloon.

"We admit defeat, admit defeat..."

A voice of grief and indignation came from the Sea Clan camp.

It was Hei Lang Wuya's most trusted bodyguard on weekdays. He rushed over and landed on the ring, supported Hei Lang Wuya's figure, and cried out sadly: "General, how are you? This will take you back to heal your wounds, you must hold on..."

Dozens of Sea Clan guards rushed forward with red eyes.

"Protect the general..."

"Admit defeat, we admit defeat."

The guards rushed up, heavily protecting Heilang Wuya.

"Go..."

Heilang Wuya let out a growl, and without knowing where the strength came from, he shook the guard away.

He looked at Lin Beichen with dim eyes: "Come on, kill me and get the glory you deserve."

His face was ferocious and his body was shaking, but he never fell down.

Lin Beichen downloaded [Purple Lightning Excalibur] in his hand.

Step by step.

He raised his sword and walked towards Hei Lang Wu Ya.

Of course I want to kill.

The hands of this Hai Clan general were stained with the blood of the citizens of Yunmeng City.

Damn ten thousand times.

The battle in the arena is meant to last forever.

Lin Beichen will never be kind to women, leaving behind this evil child who hates the human race, and let him continue to harm the human race.

"Leave the general alone, I will pay for my life."

The loyal chief guard rushed over, staring at Lin Beichen with red eyes.

A look of letting go of the killing and dying.

The other guards also unsheathed their swords and shouted in unison: "Human race, you have won, we are willing to exchange our lives for the life of the general..."

"He has been seriously injured, and the disaster has been restored. I only ask the brave human race to spare his life."

"Please let the general go..."

The guards plead.

Lin Beichen couldn't help being moved.

Although Heilang Wuya is cruel to the human race, he has such a high prestige among the sea clan.

It surprised him.

But this is no reason to forgive.

He still stepped forward with his sword in hand.

"Ahahaha, kill me, I am defeated, I have desecrated the glory of the Sea God, I have no reason to live..."

Heilang Wuya seemed to be returning to the light, his expression became much more sober, and he burst out laughing.