Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 670: Little Junior Sister

"Your Highness..."

When Bishop Rong saw this, his soul flew into the sky.

If this little aunt died in front of him, then the believers in his lineage would probably die.

"Princess."

"Your Highness."

"Master..."

Different strange shouts sounded around.

Dozens of figures with tyrannical profound energy surging all over their bodies rushed towards the half-collapsed handsome platform like crazy.

If this young girl dies here, Xi Haiting does not know how many heads of the royal family will fall, and the corpses will be piled up.

"Back off."

The crisp and majestic drinking sounded.

A blue halo burst out.

The figure rushing over felt a burst of powerful force rushing towards him, and his figure flew out uncontrollably.

On the handsome stage, Lin Beichen's white figure flickered, and he pulled back.

Lin Beichen looked down at the sword in his hand.

Only half of it is left.

The part two feet below the tip of the sword disappeared without a trace.

He looked up at the girl sitting in the wheelchair on top of the half-collapsed platform, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

A moment ago, she stabbed the girl suspected of being the commander in chief with a sword, and she bled instantly.

But only then did he realize that what fell to the ground was not blood at all.

But it turned out that the moment the sword blade touched the girl's eyebrows, it was melted into crimson molten steel by a strange and hot force, and fell to the ground.

What a terrifying fire power.

Heavenly-human level?

Lin Beichen felt strange, the so-called incompatibility of water and fire, there is actually a high-ranking member of the Sea Clan practicing fire-type profound energy?

Footsteps can be heard all around.

Countless sea clan powerhouses, warlocks, surrounded them one after another.

"Back off."

The girl in the wheelchair waved her hand.

The strong men of the Sea Clan who surrounded them stopped immediately and retreated one after another.

The girl is on the handsome stage, overlooking Lin Beichen.

Her long black hair is combed into a bun, and she wears a purple coral gold crown, revealing a smooth and full forehead, big and energetic eyes, with a maturity and coldness that does not match her age, a handsome nose bridge, red Bright and tender lips, slightly pursed mouth corners, slightly thin cheeks... Each of the facial features looks very delicate alone, but when matched with the thick and neat eyebrows, the whole person's momentum Suddenly became proud and noble and stubborn.

Facing the girl's eyes, Lin Beichen felt a sense of danger.

Except for the legs covered by the blanket, the shape cannot be seen, the other parts of the girl's delicate body do not have the slightest trace of the sea tribe. In comparison, she looks more like a human girl, but look at her dress , and the reactions of the surrounding sea clan powerhouses, Lin Beichen can be sure that she is definitely the decision maker in the camp.

"Lin Beichen?"

The girl opened her mouth in the official Mandarin of the Beihai Empire, without any dialect.

There is a condescending sense of conquest in the tone.

It seems that a high-ranking king is questioning his subjects.

Lin Beichen smiled crookedly, and said in a frivolous tone: "Little sister, whose child are you? Why are you in a wheelchair at such a young age? Are you disabled?"

"Presumptuous."

"Bold..."

There was a lot of shouting and cursing around.

Especially the hundred seahorse guards in red armor, their eyes breathing fire.

The wheelchair girl frowned slightly, and said, "As a celestial being, aren't you afraid of breaking your own feathers with such frivolous language?"

"As a Sea Clan, if you practice Fire Art, aren't you afraid that the Sea God will blow your dog's head off?"

Lin Beichen asked back.

He quietly watched the situation around him.

In fact, he should have left long ago.

Go deep into the tiger's lair to assassinate the enemy chieftain, if you miss one hit, you should flee thousands of miles away immediately.

Lin Beichen also thought so at the beginning.

But I don't know why, when he saw this wheelchair girl, he seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. He wanted to find out the identity of this girl, but he didn't leave for a long time.

"Who said that the Sea Clan can't practice Fire Art?"

The girl sneered, with contempt in her eyes, and said: "Sure enough, he is an ignorant dude who doesn't understand such common sense, and is still babbling in front of the battle. Lin Beichen, I'm actually very curious. How on earth did my good-for-nothing father accept you as a disciple?"

"What did you say?"

Lin Beichen was shocked: "Are you...Lao Ding's daughter?"

When he was distracted, he suddenly felt a red light flickering in front of his eyes.

Hey!

A red ray came head on.

When Lin Beichen thought about it, his body moved. He only felt a numbness in his shoulders. The wound spreads rapidly deeper...

"My father said, you are his pride."

The wheelchair girl looked indifferent, she did not hide her dislike for Lin Beichen at all, and said: "Kill you, let's see how proud he is."

Wow.

What a scheming little bitch.

He even played a sneak attack.

"Are you really my master's daughter?"

Lin Beichen looked at the wheelchair girl carefully, and if he forced an association, he really found some similarities with the facial features of his master and his wife... However, in terms of temperament, the difference is too big.

"You still worry about where you will be buried after death."

Wipe the slender hands of the wheelchair girl with white silk, then slowly put on the white gloves, stack them up and down, put them on the blanket above her legs, and said indifferently: "The body is poisoned by fire, and even heaven and man can't resist it... ..."

The disgust in her eyes when she looked at Lin Beichen gradually disappeared, as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Oh?"

Lin Beichen opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of silver flames.

Spiritual flames in the innate realm swept across the wound, instantly dispelling the power of blood poison

Clean and clean.

"Junior Junior Sister, this method of yours is not acceptable."

He raised his hand and threw himself another water ring spell.

Azure blue brilliance flashed.

The wound heals instantly.

"Huh?"

A strange color flashed in the wheelchair girl's eyes: "I underestimated you."

Lin Beichen waved his hand and said, "Junior Junior Sister, you seem to have misunderstood me a lot. Why don't we find an opportunity to have an in-depth exchange by candlelight?"

"No need."

The wheelchair girl refused in disgust.

Lin Beichen asked again: "Oh, by the way, how are you, Master and Madam?"

The wheelchair girl is unwilling to answer.

She gently took off the gloves.

In the palm, three flames flickered like a character.

A touch of evil power circulated from the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Beichen knew that it would be useless to communicate any longer, so he laughed loudly: "Little sister, you are not good at all, be careful, brother, I will spank your ass... Wait for me, I will come out again..."

The voice did not fall.

The body was like a piece of iron sinking into the sea, and it sank into the soil below in a flash, disappearing.

Boom!

The wheelchair girl volleyed a palm and bombarded the position where Lin Beichen was before. Suddenly, a burning palm print magnified a hundred times appeared on the ground, and the crimson red flames flickered, as if directly igniting the frozen ground. The flames quickly It spread towards the ground, and in a blink of an eye, a bottomless pit in the shape of a palm print was burned out.

And Lin Beichen was completely out of breath.

"Her strength is so terrifying?"

Bishop Rong forcibly suppressed his injuries, with an expression of unbelievable horror on his face.

This mixed-blood princess in the eyes of Kushuihai, who was suppressed under the Sea God Temple in the West Sea Court, actually has such a terrifying cultivation level?

Didn't it mean that she...is a useless person?

This is clearly a level 2 Heavenly Human Realm cultivation base.

Bishop Rong shuddered.

The red-armored seahorse knight guard looked at the girl with admiration and reverence in his eyes.

The girl looked at the deep hole in the palm print on the ground with an indifferent expression. After a long while, she sighed and slowly put on the white gloves again.

"Decree, thirty tribes of slaves, all soldiers, sleepless, attacking the city day and night."

"Let the eleven clans of the Zhong clan and the six clans of the Shang clan lead their troops around Zhaohui City and attack the hinterland of Fengyu Province. Within three days, they will occupy the whole front of Fengyu Province. I want to make Zhaohui City an isolated city. .”

"Warlocks from the third part of silver accompany you."

"Military orders are like mountains, those who disobey the orders will be punished by the whole family."

The girl's voice is sonorous, her will is like iron, and she cannot be disobeyed.

"Yes."

The surrounding sea clan powerhouses knelt down in black.

Including the eight-hole masked sea clan celestial and human powerhouse who just arrived, and eight mermaid warlocks.