Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1132: Losing your mind?

I thought you were on the third floor.

Who knew you were on the fifth floor.

Pan Duoqing didn't expect that being beaten would not only hurt her flesh, but also hurt her heart so much.

From the beginning to the end, Jian Xiaoyao took advantage of him.

"I don't know, Your Majesty, do you think my explanation is useful?"

There was provocation in Lin Beichen's tone.

Ming Ruo's expression is not very good-looking.

For a while, I don't know how to answer.

The tense expressions of Priest Xiangyan and the tavern girl finally eased.

There was a hint of relief on the two equally delicate and beautiful faces.

Since it was Pan Duoqing who provoked and killed her first, then everything is easy to talk about.

If you want to revoke Jian Xiaoyao's qualification, then you have to revoke Pan Duoqing's qualification first.

Pan Duoqing's behavior is much worse than Jian Xiaoyao.

Some of the other contestants also looked at Pan Duoqing with deep fear.

If just because of Jian Xiaoyao's strong performance, Pan Duoqing was ambushed and killed, then who knows if he will become a thorn in Pan Duoqing's side one day?

Jian Xiaoyao is strong in strength and clever in means, so he can survive and turn against the general.

But they don't have the ability.

Wouldn't it be a dead end to be targeted by Pan Duoqing?

It is better to keep a respectful distance from such a dangerous person.

Fat Tiger saw that the boss seemed to have taken care of the trouble, so he ate more happily.

The golden monitor lizard on the other side didn't even stop to eat from the very beginning—although these foods were inferior to roasting their own tails, they were better because they were full and they didn't charge for it.

After a moment of silence, Ming Ruo spoke.

"I don't care about the grievances between you and Pan Duoqing."

He seemed to have finally cleared his mind, and said lightly: "But now you are alive, and the seven great generals of the Raging Flame God Clan are already dead... Whether you should be disqualified from the competition is a matter for the competition organizing committee. Before everything is settled, you must return the [Helmet of Immortality], and the secret strategy of [Great Desolation Starfall] cannot be given to you."

The voice falls.

There was a low exclamation in the hall.

Everyone has realized before that the Great God Ming Ruo is helping Pan Duoqing.

But I didn't expect that at this time, it would be so obvious.

I don't want any face.

"So, is this your final answer?"

Lin Beichen said slowly.

"You seem very dissatisfied?"

Ming Ruo sneered: "That's right, this is my final answer to you, do you dare not follow?"

"In this case..."

Lin Beichen also smiled, slowly raised his middle finger, and said, "Fuck you."

.

The sneer on Ming Ruo's face froze bit by bit.

He couldn't believe his ears.

"What did you say?"

Ming Ruo stared at Lin Beichen.

"I said..."

Lin Beichen raised his **** again, and said word by word: "Go—you—mom—! Did you understand this time?"

Now, not only Ming Ruo heard clearly, but also everyone in the hall heard clearly.

[Rose Light] Jiang Ruobai was stunned.

The boatman Huo Xie sat there blankly, chewing the barbecue in his mouth.

Li Yitian, Minzhong and others were all dumbfounded.

What happened?

Curse the gods?

This is unquestionably blasphemy.

Jian Xiaoyao couldn't be mad because of anger, right?

Consecutive use of means was obviously able to turn things around, but was obliterated by Ming Ruo's words lightly, so he lost his mind in anger?

"Haha, hahaha..."

Ming Ruo laughed out loud.

Laughter was like the thunder of Nine Heavens' anger, reverberating in the hall, shaking the whole Shrouded Heaven Hall.

The maids such as Feng Ling and Tassel are inferior in strength, Qi Qi covered his ears with a pale face, with a pained expression, and kept retreating, his figure was already crumbling.

The gods under the wrath, the divine power that blooms, is terrifying to the suppression of ordinary gods and people.

"It's been a long time since there has been no **** who knows how to live and die, dare to speak to me like this."

Ming Ruo stared at Lin Beichen, the red divine power fluctuations all over his body seemed to be real, making the space of the entire hall seem to freeze bit by bit.

"Stupid."

Lin Beichen didn't hesitate at all, and just stepped forward: "You villains, can you come up with some creative lines, every time there are such a few lines, I'm so **** tired of listening."

"You are guilty."

Ming Ruo took a deep breath: "On behalf of the Great Wilderness God Clan, I sentence you to death."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed down.

The dark red dense divine power directly turned into a big hand tens of meters away, pressing down on Lin Beichen in the air.

The big hand transformed by divine power, every inch of skin is shining with Shinto runes, exuding divine power and coercion, glowing with dazzling divine light, slowly pressing down, there seems to be singing of ancient gods in the air, terrifying power , causing the air flow in the hall to be frenzied, and the space is distorted, which is extremely terrifying.

Endless killing intent is coming.

"Cut."

Lin Beichen sneered and punched out: "I'm still destroying you on behalf of the moon."

Boom!

Under the boost of [Rage God Gloves], the crimson flame giant fist ruthlessly hit the divine power giant hand.

Boom.

Horrible

There is a crackling sound.

The giant hand of divine power was pierced directly, and immediately shattered and disintegrated.

Lin Beichen stood there unharmed.

"What?"

Ming Ruo's figure flickered, and her expression changed drastically.

In this world, the gods occupy an absolute dominant position.

This kind of dominance is reflected in the powerhouses other than the gods, no matter how powerful your strength is, as long as you are not a god, you will be absolutely suppressed by the gods.

Because the divine power of the gods and the divine power of the family members are two different concepts.

This is the iron law.

But just now, Jian Xiaoyao actually broke his divine hand.

What the **** is going on here?

Others were also shocked.

The tavern girl stopped her rushing forward to rescue her.

Xiangyan priest tightly held the small hand with white joints, and let go again.

Pan Duoqing, who was full of schadenfreude, looked like he had seen a ghost. He thought that Jian Xiaoyao would die just now.

How did this guy do it?

Pan Duoqing stared at Lin Beichen, and suddenly a ridiculous guess appeared in his mind.

"It must have been an accident just now."

Ming Ruo shouted loudly, and made another move.

This time, instead of concentrating his divine power to crush him, he turned into a streak of light, rushed towards him, and punched out fiercely.

Lin Beichen stood on the spot, neither dodging nor dodging, and also used his strength to meet him with a punch.

Boom!

Countless layers of horizontal light circles are continuously centered on the point where the two fists hit, radiating crazily.

A brief encounter.

A figure suddenly flew out in embarrassment.

It is the **** Ming Ruo.

Tap, tap, tap!

He landed on the ground, staggered back, and his feet made deep footprints on the stone surface of the hall.

Withdrawing a full eight steps, he barely stabilized his figure.

The divine power in his body fluctuated, and the knuckles of his right fist and wrist were in severe pain, like a broken bone.

However, compared to the pain of flesh and blood, the horror in Ming Ruo's heart was like a huge wave that almost completely submerged him.

"You you..."

Ming Ruo exclaimed in surprise, "Who the **** are you?"

This time, it was no accident.

He realized that he seemed to have kicked an iron plate.

"Me?"

Lin Beichen smiled faintly, retracted his fist slowly, and said, "I forgot to tell you, I seem to be a **** too."

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Thanks to Beichen Jianren, I picked up your cat when I went out, Jiang Jiang gnawed chicken legs, and the three big guys for their continuous rewards.

Good night everyone.