Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1131: Backhand
"You..."
Ming Ruo was short of breath.
From Lin Beichen's eyes, he could tell that this guy didn't buy his own face at all.
He didn't stop Lin Beichen from attacking Pan Duoqing before, but he just wanted to use Lin Beichen's hand to beat the arrogant and domineering Pan Duoqing, so that this guy could respect him a little bit.
Who would have thought that the scene would deteriorate to this point in an instant.
"Speak up if you have something to say... It's just for 11,000 **** stones, there is no need to take advantage of your own bright future."
Ming Ruo's tone softened.
"Is this about the 11,000 God Stone?"
Lin Beichen's voice exuded the tendency of being furious and losing his mind, and said: "This is a matter of insulting Cangzhu God without promise...No one can stop me today. If you don't give money, I will kill him. The sacred contract is here, and I am not afraid of any lawsuits."
Speaking, the palm holding the sword pressed down hard.
Puff.
Crackle.
The blade of [Passion of Fire] pierced into Pan Duoqing's chest bit by bit.
The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh, the sound of the blade rubbing against the armor, the sound of the blade cutting bones...
These sounds are mixed together and keep ringing.
It is so clear in the silent hall.
Everyone couldn't help being terrified, and they couldn't help giving birth to bursts of fear like a stormy sea.
"Ah..."
Pang Duoqing's body felt like a tearing pain.
Let his anger finally subside a little.
It also made him rational, and finally recovered some.
Looking at the ferocity and fierceness in Lin Beichen's eyes under Lin Beichen's mask, Pan Duoqing suddenly realized that this guy really dared to kill him.
Then, he started to get scared.
Once the idea of fear arises, it will be like a flood in an instant, enough to submerge his whole body.
"Stop it, I'll give..."
Pan Duoqing can feel that the power of scorching flames erupts from the wound, and it is possible to completely refine him into fly ash at any time, just like Jian Xiaoyao killed the powerful general of the Lieyang God Department before .
"You are cheap."
Lin Beichen drew his sword out.
BIU~~
A stream of blood flowed from the wound.
Pan Duoqing got up tremblingly, with an expression of anger and fear on his face.
In the end, he had no choice but to deliver 11,000 divine stones.
And it's 'cash' delivery.
Lin Beichen was secretly shocked when he saw it.
Is this Sun God Clan so rich?
Take out 11,000 **** stones, just treat them
It's as casual as tipping a network anchor.
11,000 divine stones are equivalent to 110,000,000 faith points.
"If you are so obedient, then nothing will happen."
Lin Beichen put up the sacred stone, kicked Pan Duoqing away, and said, "I have to ask for it."
Boom.
Pan Duoqing was thrown ten meters away by a dog eating shit.
Without saying a word, he used Lieyang's true fire power to heal his injuries, and swallowed several pills again and again.
Soon, the injury healed.
Many people in the hall looked at Pan Duoqing with pity.
After this incident, the reputation of [Lieyang Yiqiang] has been ruined by more than half.
The two points of not keeping the contract and losing to Jian Xiaoyao were enough to make it difficult for Pan Duoqing to raise her head for a long time.
What's more, under the force of the long sword just now, he behaved very unbearably. Once the picture of greed for life and fear of death is spread, it will be enough to have an impact on the entire Lieyang God Clan.
Looking at Ming Ruo, Lin Beichen said, "There is also the secret strategy of [Great Desolation Starfall], should I also give it to me?"
As the exclusive winner of the fit test, you can now reap the fruits of victory.
But Ming Ruo shook his head: "I can't give it to you... In addition, please return the [Immortal Helmet] on your head."
Lin Beichen raised his middle finger, rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a very calm voice, "Oh? Tell me about your dream... er, the reason."
A sneer flashed in Ming Ruo's eyes, and he said, "I didn't stop your fight just now because there was a sacred contract between you, and the fight that happened because of the contract is protected by the laws of the city of God, and You also relied on your personal force to get the **** stone you deserved as you wished, but..."
Speaking of this, Ming Ruo paused slightly.
He glanced at Pan Duoqing who was standing aside with a gloomy expression, then slowly turned his head, looked at Lin Lin Beichen, and continued: "But you have conclusive evidence for attacking the general who killed the Lieyang God Clan What Pan Duoqing said is right, from that moment on, you have lost the qualification to continue participating in the God's Choice Competition, and naturally you will not be eligible to participate in the Heaven-shrouding Banquet, ha ha, even if you match the [Immortal Helmet] If the degree reaches 100, you have no right to get it."
In the main hall, the faces of the other people showed the expressions of "as expected".
"It seems that the gods are still on Pan Duoqing's side."
"Ming Ruo God will not let Jian Xiaoyao go."
"It's a pity, Jian Xiaoyao could have burst out with peerless light... It's a pity that he was caught by someone."
A burst of discussion spread in a small area.
The tavern girl Han Luoxue took out her staff at some point, her pretty face was full of anger.
Xiangyan Priest frowned his delicate eyebrows, as if he was thinking about the possibility of breaking the game, but his brows became tighter and tighter.
Fat Tiger kept eating like crazy, thinking to himself:
I'm definitely going to fight with the boss, so before I get kicked out, hurry up and eat more...
Lin Beichen looked at Ming Ruo, then at Pan Duoqing.
"It's hard to find an excuse, but it makes you happy."
He said with a half-smile: "Hehe, can I explain? There is a reason for killing those generals of the Lieyang God Clan."
Ming Ruo shook his head and said, "No reason can exempt you from your brutal actions."
"Really?"
Lin Beichen snapped his fingers: "What if this is the case?"
A picture projection appeared in the hall.
The projection this time is many times clearer than the image released by Pan Duoqing using the photo-taking **** stone before.
In the picture, Jian Xiaoyao was assassinated. After the assassin was dealt with, he thought that everything had settled down, but suddenly, Shi Potian was shocked, and a golden divine light descended from the sky, and a figure bursting with thousands of golden lights, holding a spear , launched a merciless attack on Jian Xiaoyao, almost stabbing him to death on the spot...
And this golden figure...
All eyes were on Pan Duoqing.
Undoubtedly, the person who assassinated Jian Xiaoyao was none other than Pan Duoqing.
This is the truth that cannot be concealed at all.
Because just now, everyone saw the scene of Pan Duoqing using Haori War Spear to fight Lin Beichen. Compared with the battle scene projected in front of him at this time, the golden light power and the battle spear moves , It cannot be said that there is no connection, it is exactly the same.
As for this level of combat and combat skills, outsiders can't fake it at all, and they can tell the real from the fake at a glance.
Pan Duoqing's expression suddenly became very embarrassing.
Without the battle just now, he could still be perfunctory, not admitting that the person in the projection screen is himself.
But now, there is no way to deny it.
Unless he takes everyone for fools.
What he couldn't figure out was that at that time, he had made a sudden attack, and Jian Xiaoyao had no time to use the Photo Stone to save this scene, so why did it appear now?
Ming Ruo's expression also froze slightly.
How could there be such a thing in Jian Xiaoyao's hands?
He glanced at Pan Duoqing, and suddenly felt that this guy is really an unbearable idiot, domineering and brainless, why would the Cangzhu God choose such a stupid guy as a candidate for cultivation?
"What? Both of you are suddenly dumb?"
Lin Beichen sneered and sneered, and said, "You don't really think that just now I acted desperately just because I was dazzled by anger, ha ha, if the idiot Pan Duoqing was not forced to act on his own , I was already fisted from the very beginning, how can I still make him last for a quarter of an hour?"
In one word, Pan Duoqing's complexion was as pale as snow.
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Second update.