Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 810: It’s really a scumbag

Because Qianqian lowered her waist and bent her knees, and made a very simple posture of Zhama step.

Then punched hard.

Boom!

A pillar of fist flame shot out instantly from the beautiful girl's white and tender fist.

Then rapidly expands in a fan-like fashion.

The terrifying strength of the fist was fully revealed at this moment.

The ground directly in front of her was directly plowed into a deep groove by this punch.

Then it exploded with fan expansion.

Standing on the city wall overlooking this scene, it is full of visual impact.

In front of the burst of fist strength, within a kilometer, whether it is the rocks on the ground, the abrupt hills, or all the centaur cavalry in this area, everything is like a hurricane Like a sandcastle in the middle, it disintegrated in an instant, and then flew away...

The direction of Qianqian's fist, not to mention the thousands of centaur cavalry rushing in like a black tide, even the distant hills disappeared in an instant.

Or it is more accurate to describe it as evaporation.

Because everything within the radiating range of the fist energy is indeed instantly turned into powder and disappeared.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Shock was on every young soldier's face.

The power of this punch completely broke the soldiers' perception of strength.

The huge fan-shaped destruction terrain with a radius of one kilometer sank in everyone's field of vision. This area appeared flat and messy, with nothing but scorched black soil and gravel.

"So strong."

"The power of this punch...is heavenly."

"She turned out to be a celestial being?"

At this moment, not only ordinary soldiers and martial arts experts, but even Beihai Renhuang and Zuo Pingxiang showed shock on their faces.

I vaguely knew that this little maid was very strong.

But who would have thought that it would be so strong?

Heaven and man.

A watershed in Xuanqi Martial Arts.

When did this little girl step over lightly?

"Hey, hey!"

Qianqian groaned strangely, and threw out her fists in succession.

The terrible fist strength continued to roar and bombard.

Wherever Qianqian's fist is directed, the 90-degree fan-shaped area 1,000 meters ahead instantly turns into a sinking scorched black flat ground, which is neat and tidy, as if someone specially used a plow to dig the plowed ground over and over again. the same.

Of course, all the centaur knights in this area also disappeared.

Looking at Qianqian's massacre, Lin Beichen had a sense of déjà vu as if he was playing a game of unparalleled grass mowing on Earth in his previous life.

Xiao Binggan is still grilling meat dutifully.

The silver and white guards are no strangers to it.

They have all seen the madness of [Hammer of the North Star] in the game world of [The Lost Castle].

Others were downright nervous.

Especially before the army has successively attacked and encountered obstacles before the situation is not good

In addition, Qianqian's easy killing formed a sharp contrast, which made them feel unbelievable.

"Wow, kill..."

Qianqian looked up to the sky wildly and howled.

After Li Ting swept the hole and killed the centaur cavalry within her vision like mowing grass, she was still unsatisfied, and like a wild dog running wild, she rushed towards the hills farther away and go.

"Don't chase the poor!"

The left phase reminded loudly.

He was afraid that the little girl would rush too hard and be in danger.

Lin Beichen smiled very reservedly, and said: "It's okay, this girl has a thick skin and can't die..."

Everyone immediately looked at Lin Beichen with the eyes of a scumbag.

It's fine for such a delicate and beautiful girl to rush forward for you, but you still say such heartless words, it's the ultimate scum...

No wonder there were vague rumors that Young Master Lin was a scumbag.

But only Qianqian understood that the moment Qianqian rushed out just now, her young master had secretly made a gesture, and the invisible [Guangjiang] had already followed quietly.

Soon, from a distance that was hard to see with the naked eye, the sound of rumbling violent battles came.

The energy fluctuations that are like destroying the world are like turbulent waves, and the waves are higher than the waves.

A battle of this scale is already at the level of heaven and man.

Obviously, Qianqian in the distance encountered a strong enemy.

"I'm going to help..."

As soon as Zuo Xiang's complexion changed, he was about to make the first move.

He did not ask Lin Beichen to take action.

Because he knew very well in his heart that Lin Beichen was the hole card at the critical moment, and he couldn't use it now-before using this hole card, they must contribute corresponding value, and they couldn't rely on Lin Beichen for everything.

"No, trust me, she can handle it..."

Lin Beichen stopped him with a relaxed face.

But the voice did not fall——

Phew!

A silver-white figure flew out from far below.

Boom!

The silver-white figure hit the ground a thousand meters away, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky, lasing at any time, and immediately under the effect of inertia, it kept colliding and rolling, knocking out incomplete "clip"-shaped depressions .

After a full four or five breaths, the figure finally slid slowly along the finely divided soil, drawing a 100-meter-long trace on the ground...

"It's Miss Qianqian."

The commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army, Lou Shanguan, could not help but exclaim in surprise.

There were also exclamations on the city wall.

The white figure that flew back from the beating was not Qianqian.

Under the gazes of countless eyes, Qianqian got up from the dust like a drunk who had drunk too much fake wine, staggered and shook her head, and the dust in her hair flew around.

Her hair was disheveled, her battle armor was broken, and she looked tragic and miserable.

When a lot of **** soldiers saw it, they felt distressed and pity. If there is no military order, they can't wait to see it immediately

He rushed out of the city wall to protect this beautiful girl.

At the same time, the eyes looking at Lin Beichen became more and more dissatisfied.

I just said that General Qianqian could handle it, but now she is being slapped in the face.

Although Young Master Lin is a warm-hearted imperial hero, he is still a little too cruel to girls.

"Uh..."

Lin Beichen was a little embarrassed, but his face was still calm, and he said: "People have missed, horses have slipped hoofs, don't be nervous, I..."

The voice did not fall.

"Grass mud horse..."

Suddenly Qianqian's angry roar came from below: "Come again."

Lin Beichen: "(;?д?)"

Wait.

This is my mantra.

What's the matter with this girl?

She didn't learn any of her own elegance and easy-going, but she learned it solidly.

You are going the wrong way, hello.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, the little maid erupted with profound energy, directly blowing away the armor on her body, revealing the red tight-fitting battle robe underneath, her black hair was dancing wildly, and her mouth was fragrant, like a mad mother. Like a lion, he rushed to the distant battlefield again.

This scene made all the generals and soldiers excited.

Such a picture is really in line with the iron-blooded temperament of the soldiers.

In this girl, they felt a familiar temperament.

Soldiers' thinking is so simple and pure. Within a short while, when many generals and elite soldiers looked at Qianqian's back, their eyes had changed from being shocked by Qianqian's strength before to a subtle recognition. and admiration.

Lin Beichen put his hand on his forehead.

This girl is poisonous.

However, by mistake, it seems that she really showed her potential to grow into a peerless warrior?

Boom boom boom!

The battle in the distance is still fierce.

And the center of the battlefield is getting closer and closer.

On the horizon as far as the eye can see, there is smoke and dust, and chaotic lights flicker.

The ground is shaking violently.

Finally, when the time for a cup of tea was approaching, Qianqian ended the battle.

Under the blood-colored brilliance of the sky, the blood-soaked beautiful girl walked towards the deserted ancient city step by step, dragging a huge corpse in her hand.

It was the corpse of the King of the Centaur Clan like a hill.

It died not long ago, and it is still spraying a lot of blood.

The **** water was like a trickle, dyeing the surrounding ground red.

The little maid whose every strand of hair was dyed blood red, and her clothes were like bathing in a pool of blood, under the gaze of Wan Dao, she walked step by step, as if she was a demon **** returning from hunting , exuding a chilling aura that had never been seen before.

Lin Beichen couldn't help being stunned.

"This girl..."

For the first time in such a long time, he really discovered another side of Qianqian.