Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 922: Fourteen top kendo forces

Eldest Young Master Lin is also a person with a temper.

"I have endured you for a long time."

Holding the big silver sword, he said unceremoniously: "Can't you afford to play? You are good at playing and love to play. Believe it or not, I will help you quit chess addiction today?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of 'Old Chess'.

Lin Beichen suddenly felt vigilant.

Won't the dog day become angry from embarrassment?

Did I go too far just now?

Ah, have I been a little drifting lately?

Dare to go to the white-haired armored tribe's garrison to fight a team battle with a sword, and even dare to flip the table against a monster whose information can't be scanned by the Reaper's mobile phone... If this is the past, it must be able to survive.

I have to reflect.

However, the current situation...

At this moment, Lin Beichen felt an urge to act first, and to take the "Qi Lao" directly into a small black room set meal, and pull him into the [Desperate Realm of Reincarnation].

But he held back.

Because of the 'old chess' gaze, it gradually eased up.

"Okay, that's it for today."

He stood up with a red bamboo stick, and said: "It's been a long time since I met such an interesting junior. Your chess strength is the only one I have ever seen in my life, and you are the only one who can beat this old man. You may not understand what this means." What are you doing, you will know later, this is something you should be proud of."

Lin Beichen let out a sigh of relief, and echoed: "Yes, yes, I am proud."

Go down the steps.

If you can't beat it, admit it.

This is good quality.

No shame.

'Old Chess' looked at Master Shen again, and said, "Even if you win this game, I will do what I promised you. Come to me, and your wish can be fulfilled."

Master Shen was ecstatic.

"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior."

His expression was extremely excited, and there was even a trace of tears flickering in his eyes.

Lin Beichen was puzzled.

Has this one never won?

As for being so happy?

What kind of conditions did "Old Chess" agree to?

However, Lin Beichen is not interested in knowing these things.

He just wants to know what kind of reward he can get after winning so many games.

Therefore, Young Master Lin blinked and blinked at 'Old Qi', constantly discharging electricity.

But 'Old Chess' seems to have not received Lin Beichen's signal at all, and he has completely forgotten his previous promise. The red bamboo stick in his hand was lightly touched on the ground, and a layer of pale golden brilliance radiated from his feet. Come, turn into circles of rune ripples.

Zi!

It seems like a snowflake flashed on the TV screen with a bad signal.

Space flashes.

'Old Chess' just teleported himself and disappeared.

"Huh?"

Lin Beichen was in a hurry, and said angrily: "Where is my reward? Come back...you haven't given it to me yet?"

Who is this?

It's clear that I can't afford to lose.

He also said that he is good at chess, so he won't deny it.

As a result, after losing six or seven games, he immediately changed his face, and didn't honor the promised rewards, so he just slapped his **** and left.

Is this a human being?

Bad old man, he really is very bad.

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

Master Shen persuaded from the side: "[Chess Elder] has a distinguished status, and his words will not be counted. If he said that there is a reward, then there must be a reward, and it will be given to you sooner or later."

"How late is it sooner or later?"

Lin Beichen was very angry: "Is the justice that is delayed still justice?"

Master Shen said: "The reward given by [Qi Lao] must appear when you need it most. Don't worry, when you understand the true identity of Qi Lao, you will understand that you got the reward from [Qi Lao] today." What a happy thing to be recognized."

Lin Beichen was too lazy to argue with this 'old chess' fan.

Tai raised his hand and threw out a ball of azure brilliance, covering Master Shen.

Hydrotherapy.

Because the process of casting and testing the sword was too fast, I forgot to take a bite from the milk master.

Master Shen's face turned red suddenly, he had to tighten his tongue so that he didn't let himself cry out, the next moment, he felt refreshed all over his body, the weakness caused by blood loss from the broken arm disappeared, although the broken arm didn't grow back Come out, but the fracture has already healed, and I can't feel the slightest pain.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Master Shen hurriedly expressed his thanks.

He said again: "Today's business, Your Majesty, Shen Xiaoyan bid farewell."

Lin Beichen cupped his hands and said, "Goodbye."

Master Shen turned around and left with four sword servants and four disciples.

The martial arts masters in the Seven Star Gathering Sword Building also handed each other off.

But no one followed.

Because Shen Xiaoyan's hand is useless.

His sword casting furnace has also been destroyed.

He can no longer forge swords.

An abolished craftsman, no matter how high his rank is, has already lost his value, and will no longer be sought after and flattered by various forces.

Of course, in a short period of time, no one dares to trouble him.

After all, the favor accumulated in the past is still there.

Lin Beichen came down from the playing table, took the pig's reins from Qianqian's hand, and said, "Let's go too."

Today, I came to Seven Star Jujian Building to seek swords.

Although the process is a bit tortuous, it is also very cool to earn a wave of extra money, and the goal has been achieved.

"Master, what about the four pigs?"

Qianqian asked while drooling.

Lin Beichen thought for a while, and said, "Take it home and braise it."

"Okay."

Qianqian is overjoyed.

A few people were about to leave when someone came over to salute and said, "Lin Tianren, this is Zhang Ru, a disciple of the Absolute Sword Sect of the Dagan Empire in the Central Continent. I want to invite Lin Tianren to have a drink and make friends, is it convenient?"

It was a middle-aged man who spoke.

The cultivation base of the second level of heaven and man can be said to be strong.

This time, the battle for the inheritance of sword immortals in Baiyun City has attracted many swordsmen from all sides.

Lin Beichen thought about it seriously, and said, "I still have important things to deal with right away, so it's not convenient."

Mainly want to rush back to eat braised pork.

Flying pigs, the meat must be delicious.

Zhang Ru: "..."

The chat is over.

He had no choice but to leave a scene and turn around

Leave.

When other people saw this scene, they put out their plans to come forward to talk and get acquainted.

Lin Beichen is preparing to turn himself into a pig...

"Lin Tianren, please show me your face. Is it convenient?"

From behind came the voice of 'Wenxiangjianfu' Yan Ruyu.

Lin Beichen threw the pig rein in his hand to Qianqian, turned around and smiled innocently, strode over, and said: "It's convenient, of course it's convenient, anyway, I don't have anything to do when I go back, so I have nothing to do when I'm free." Very."

The Absolute Sword Sect Zhang Ru, who hadn't gone far, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Isn't this fucking...too real?

That's not what you said just now.

Others also had their eyeballs shattered.

Dogs are not human beings, they don't do human affairs.

How big is the psychological shadow of Absolute Sword Sect Zhang Ru?

"Please sit down."

Yan Ruyu got up this time and greeted her very politely.

Lin Beichen sat down and said, "I don't know what Sister Yan wants to say to me? In fact, besides chess, I know a little bit about piano, sword, calligraphy and painting, poetry, singing and dancing."

Yan Ruyu smiled faintly, releasing the charm of a mature beauty inadvertently.

"I want to discuss with Lin Tianren about the inheritance of sword immortals."

She cut to the chase.

"Ah, discussing this word, it's a wonderful use."

Lin Beichen suddenly became excited and said, "How does Sister Yan want to find out?"

A murderous gaze came from a distance and shot at Lin Beichen.

Junior Martial Uncle Yin Shan looked sad.

Lin Beichen calmly said: "Uncle, why don't you come over and explore together."

The handsome young master immediately changed from anger to joy.

She came over happily and sat beside Lin Beichen.

Yan Ruyu didn't respond at all, and said, "Lin Tianren, do you know how many top-level kendo strengths have been sent to Baiyun City this time for the inheritance of the sword fairy?"

"My hen."

Lin Beichen said.

"Fourteen top kendo forces."

Yan Ruyu asked and answered, and continued: "My 'Wenxiang Sword Mansion' is one of them, and the white-haired armored clan that you wiped out is also one of them. There are twelve other martial arts forces with this strength. ...As for the triad Song Qiuyu and others who were beheaded by you last night, they are just some trash that can't stand on the table."

Little uncle Yin Shan laughed angrily when he heard it, and said: "Song Qiuyu is also a Wuji celestial being, but in your opinion, he is also a fish?"

Originally, people in the 'Wenxiangjianfu' should treat each other with courtesy and make friends with each other.

But now when Yin Shan sees Yan Ruyu, his master and his apprentice, he doesn't feel very kind.

Yan Ruyu was not surprised, but patiently explained: "Song Qiuyu's personal cultivation is indeed good, but the Triad Society behind him is just a small faction that is not well-known, and he is not qualified to participate in the sword fairy. Inheritance disputes are, of course, nonsense, and you must know that it is only meaningful if you rely on the top martial arts forces or the personal cultivation supported by the empire."

Speaking of which, she glanced at Lin Beichen.

The last sentence is also her reminder and warning to Lin Beichen.

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This is an update for the new lord Laxey Miaomiao, it's a bit late.

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