Whether it's the members of the 'Black Thorn' gang, or the adventurers watching from a distance, the people who watched the excitement were all frightened.

Originally thought that with the appearance of the 'Lord of Thorns' Gera and the strong gathering of the 'Black Thorns' gang, the matter in the 'Tingxue Tavern' would quickly subside this time.

Originally thought that this time, it was a demonstration by the "Lord of Thorns" Jela to show the strength of the gang and beat those opponents who were about to move.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a result.

The fear of 'Liuying Knife' Gu Tuo before his death also turned into reality in the next instant.

'Black Thorn' is not Lin Beichen's opponent at all.

Boom!

Lin Beichen punched out.

The frightening fist strength, like a roaring dragon, roared out, and wherever it passed, it would blow up and melt all the members of the 'Black Thorn' gang dressed in black along the way...

Including Lei Jun, one of the three helmsmen of the 'Black Thorn', the 'Steelback Beast'.

When the body dies, the dao disappears, and there are no bones left.

The terrifying power, with its remaining momentum, directly pierced through the wall of the small courtyard, plowed a crack three meters wide and about 100 meters long on the ground, and spread to the street outside...

"Monster, this guy is a monster."

Zhang Ming, the 'Mad Axe', one of the only three surviving rudder masters, trembled with fright. The pair of blood axes that had killed an unknown number of people were so frightened that he almost lost his grip.

"Stop him."

The "Lord of Thorns" Jela shouted loudly, and said, "Whoever kills this little mute will reward you with fifty **** stones..."

The members of the gang who had been stunned by Lin Beichen's punches suddenly became motivated again.

It's like ants who don't understand the power of the giant dragon. They don't have enough strength to understand what Lin Beichen's strength means. Beichen charged away!

At the same time, 'Lord of Thorns' Jela roared sharply, fully arousing the power of the sub-magic spell of 'Trouble of Thorns'.

Strands of black thorns and vines, like magic snakes coming to resist hell, crazily drilled out from the ground, walls, and rocks, spread rapidly, and strangled Lin Beichen.

At the same time, the dignified leader of one of the three major gangs in the lower three districts also fled quickly.

Escape.

There was only one thought in his mind.

This boy in white is too scary.

Not at all a powerful fighter he could stand against.

Fighting head-on, the only thing left is death.

But how could Lin Beichen give him a chance?

Boom!

He squatted suddenly, and immediately flew up.

People are like cannonballs, and they arrive at the back of the "Lord of Thorns" Jela, who strangles the back of his neck.

Take a breath.

Boom.

Debris flies.

Jera's figure suddenly turned into a black thorn vine, which exploded.

Substitution technique?

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

with thorns

The illusion itself, the breath is exactly the same, and it has deceived my own perception.

This is probably also a kind of magic.

Interesting.

And at the same time——

The real body of 'Lord of Thorns' Jella appeared beside Han Luoxue, and she raised her hand to pinch the neck of the tavern girl.

"Stop it, stop it."

He looked at Lin Beichen and yelled, "Don't come here, or I'll kill him."

Lin Beichen landed on the ground, his eyes were like swords.

"I have no intention of being your enemy. This matter is our 'black thorn' mistake. We are willing to make any compensation. As long as you promise to let us go, I will let go. I will not hurt Miss Han ..."

'The Lord of Thorns' Jela said loudly.

Even if there are hostages in hand, he dare not choose to be tough with Lin Beichen.

It was really frightened by the opponent's strength.

For him, a fighter of this level is absolutely unmatched. A hostage cannot guarantee his eternal safety.

So, he chose to turn hostility into friendship.

Lin Beichen approached slowly step by step.

"Compensation?"

"Can the dead be resurrected?"

"If you can revive Father Han, then I will let 'Black Thorn' go, otherwise, today I will make 'Black Thorn' disappear from this world."

Rows of handwriting appeared beside Lin Beichen.

This picture is like a dynamic comic from a previous life with a dialogue box added, it's weird and scary.

"Don't force me."

"The Lord of Thorns" Jela's eyes were shining fiercely.

He is the leader of a gang after all.

If you are really pushed, you will die.

Lin Beichen did not speak.

At this time, outside the wall.

On the shaft of the black carriage, the coachman sitting cross-legged gradually calmed down from the shock, shook his head, and said, "What a terrifying power, is this kid really a warrior of the Julius family? , comparable to a seventh-level family warrior?"

"At least level nine, maybe even warrior level."

The female voice in the car said: "It's a pity that I lack combat experience, and I was tricked by such a small guy as Jela. Please help me..."

The voice did not fall.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream sounded.

In the small courtyard, unexpected changes appeared.

The scream came from the mouth of the 'Lord of Thorns' Jella. The arm where the hand that was pinching Han Luoxue's neck was located fell directly to his shoulder in a flash of blade light...

At the same time, his knees were also cut off.

Unsupported, Gera screamed and rolled forward and fell to the ground.

Miraculously, no blood spewed out from the cut of his wound.

Such an accident made everyone horrified and inexplicable.

Having reacted, Han Luoxue quickly pulled her mother Wu Wei back.

At the same time, the streamer flashed.

Lin Beichen has returned to Han Luoxue's side.

"What kind of magic was that just now?"

The black coachman was in shock.

"No... that's not magic, but... someone else is helping the little mute." The female voice in the carriage said slowly: "It turns out that he didn't feel reckless in chasing after him, but because he had something to do Rely on."

The yard.

"Wait a minute, listen to me..."

The 'Lord of Thorns' Jela begged in pain, wanting to explain something else.

But Lin Beichen didn't show the slightest kindness or mercy.

Phew!

Fingers flick.

A wisp of sword wind shot straight through Jelah's head.

The leader of the 'Black Thorn' gang died.

Blood gurgled and flowed on the brick surface, as if belatedly repenting and wanting to wash away the sins he brought to this land.

"Guangzhu..."

Other gang members were shocked when they saw this scene.

I don't know who yelled, but the crowd turned around and fled.

It seems to be the ebb and flow of the black tide.

"I said, today I want all of you to be buried with Father Han."

A line of writing appeared in the void.

Lin Beichen shot coldly.

After a cup of tea time.

Around the 'Tingxue Tavern', there are corpses everywhere, and streams of blood.

All the members of the gangster who committed crimes and ran amok for a while were all killed.

Only Zheng Santong, the incense master holding the three-tailed cat in his arms, knelt on the ground in a pool of blood tremblingly, frightened out of his wits: "I was wrong, don't kill me, I..."

Boom!

A wisp of sword wind shot through his head.

"Meow."

The three-tailed cat broke free from its embrace with great happiness.

Although he is physically strong as a monster, he feels no comfort at all when he is raped by this human being every day. He can't escape, he can't resist, he can't resist, so he can only survive by being cute...

I finally got to take off today.

On the contrary, it is grateful to Lin Beichen, the murderer.

After killing all the 'Black Thorn' members, Lin Beichen turned around and came to Ran Zhichun again.

"Now, what else do you rely on?"

A line of writing appeared in front of Ran Zhichun.

The latter's eyes are already stiff, and his heart is about to split.

He never expected that this little mute would be so ferocious that he wiped out the entire 'black thorn' with one fist.

If I knew that the little mute was such a giant dragon, Ran Zhichun would not dare to fight against him.

"I...I..."

Ran Zhichun trembled, his teeth chattered, he no longer had the viciousness and resentment he had before, and he was panicked to the extreme.

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Good night everyone

Whether it's the members of the 'Black Thorn' gang, or the adventurers watching from a distance, the people who watched the excitement were all frightened.

Originally thought that with the appearance of the 'Lord of Thorns' Gera and the strong gathering of the 'Black Thorns' gang, the matter in the 'Tingxue Tavern' would quickly subside this time.

Originally thought that this time, it was a demonstration by the "Lord of Thorns" Jela to show the strength of the gang and beat those opponents who were about to move.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a result.

The fear of 'Liuying Knife' Gu Tuo before his death also turned into reality in the next instant.

'Black Thorn' is not Lin Beichen's opponent at all.

Boom!

Lin Beichen punched out.

The frightening fist strength, like a roaring dragon, roared out, and wherever it passed, it would blow up and melt all the members of the 'Black Thorn' gang dressed in black along the way...

Including Lei Jun, one of the three helmsmen of the 'Black Thorn', the 'Steelback Beast'.

When the body dies, the dao disappears, and there are no bones left.

The terrifying power, with its remaining momentum, directly pierced through the wall of the small courtyard, plowed a crack three meters wide and about 100 meters long on the ground, and spread to the street outside...

"Monster, this guy is a monster."

Zhang Ming, the 'Mad Axe', one of the only three surviving rudder masters, trembled with fright. The pair of blood axes that had killed an unknown number of people were so frightened that he almost lost his grip.

"Stop him."

The "Lord of Thorns" Jela shouted loudly, and said, "Whoever kills this little mute will reward you with fifty **** stones..."

The members of the gang who had been stunned by Lin Beichen's punches suddenly became motivated again.

It's like ants who don't understand the power of the giant dragon. They don't have enough strength to understand what Lin Beichen's strength means. Beichen charged away!

At the same time, 'Lord of Thorns' Jela roared sharply, fully arousing the power of the sub-magic spell of 'Trouble of Thorns'.

Strands of black thorns and vines, like magic snakes coming to resist hell, crazily drilled out from the ground, walls, and rocks, spread rapidly, and strangled Lin Beichen.

At the same time, the dignified leader of one of the three major gangs in the lower three districts also fled quickly.

Escape.

There was only one thought in his mind.

This boy in white is too scary.

Not at all a powerful fighter he could stand against.

Fighting head-on, the only thing left is death.

But how could Lin Beichen give him a chance?

Boom!

He squatted suddenly, and immediately flew up.

People are like cannonballs, and they arrive at the back of the "Lord of Thorns" Jela, who strangles the back of his neck.

Take a breath.

Boom.

Debris flies.

Jera's figure suddenly turned into a black thorn vine, which exploded.

Substitution technique?

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

with thorns

The illusion itself, the breath is exactly the same, and it has deceived my own perception.

This is probably also a kind of magic.

Interesting.

And at the same time——

The real body of 'Lord of Thorns' Jella appeared beside Han Luoxue, and she raised her hand to pinch the neck of the tavern girl.

"Stop it, stop it."

He looked at Lin Beichen and yelled, "Don't come here, or I'll kill him."

Lin Beichen landed on the ground, his eyes were like swords.

"I have no intention of being your enemy. This matter is our 'black thorn' mistake. We are willing to make any compensation. As long as you promise to let us go, I will let go. I will not hurt Miss Han ..."

'The Lord of Thorns' Jela said loudly.

Even if there are hostages in hand, he dare not choose to be tough with Lin Beichen.

It was really frightened by the opponent's strength.

For him, a fighter of this level is absolutely unmatched. A hostage cannot guarantee his eternal safety.

So, he chose to turn hostility into friendship.

Lin Beichen approached slowly step by step.

"Compensation?"

"Can the dead be resurrected?"

"If you can revive Father Han, then I will let 'Black Thorn' go, otherwise, today I will make 'Black Thorn' disappear from this world."

Rows of handwriting appeared beside Lin Beichen.

This picture is like a dynamic comic from a previous life with a dialogue box added, it's weird and scary.

"Don't force me."

"The Lord of Thorns" Jela's eyes were shining fiercely.

He is the leader of a gang after all.

If you are really pushed, you will die.

Lin Beichen did not speak.

At this time, outside the wall.

On the shaft of the black carriage, the coachman sitting cross-legged gradually calmed down from the shock, shook his head, and said, "What a terrifying power, is this kid really a warrior of the Julius family? , comparable to a seventh-level family warrior?"

"At least level nine, maybe even warrior level."

The female voice in the car said: "It's a pity that I lack combat experience, and I was tricked by such a small guy as Jela. Please help me..."

The voice did not fall.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream sounded.

In the small courtyard, unexpected changes appeared.

The scream came from the mouth of the 'Lord of Thorns' Jella. The arm where the hand that was pinching Han Luoxue's neck was located fell directly to his shoulder in a flash of blade light...

At the same time, his knees were also cut off.

Unsupported, Gera screamed and rolled forward and fell to the ground.

Miraculously, no blood spewed out from the cut of his wound.

Such an accident made everyone horrified and inexplicable.

Having reacted, Han Luoxue quickly pulled her mother Wu Wei back.

At the same time, the streamer flashed.

Lin Beichen has returned to Han Luoxue's side.

"What kind of magic was that just now?"

The black coachman was in shock.

"No... that's not magic, but... someone else is helping the little mute." The female voice in the carriage said slowly: "It turns out that he didn't feel reckless in chasing after him, but because he had something to do Rely on."

The yard.

"Wait a minute, listen to me..."

The 'Lord of Thorns' Jela begged in pain, wanting to explain something else.

But Lin Beichen didn't show the slightest kindness or mercy.

Phew!

Fingers flick.

A wisp of sword wind shot straight through Jelah's head.

The leader of the 'Black Thorn' gang died.

Blood gurgled and flowed on the brick surface, as if belatedly repenting and wanting to wash away the sins he brought to this land.

"Guangzhu..."

Other gang members were shocked when they saw this scene.

I don't know who yelled, but the crowd turned around and fled.

It seems to be the ebb and flow of the black tide.

"I said, today I want all of you to be buried with Father Han."

A line of writing appeared in the void.

Lin Beichen shot coldly.

After a cup of tea time.

Around the 'Tingxue Tavern', there are corpses everywhere, and streams of blood.

All the members of the gangster who committed crimes and ran amok for a while were all killed.

Only Zheng Santong, the incense master holding the three-tailed cat in his arms, knelt on the ground in a pool of blood tremblingly, frightened out of his wits: "I was wrong, don't kill me, I..."

Boom!

A wisp of sword wind shot through his head.

"Meow."

The three-tailed cat broke free from its embrace with great happiness.

Although he is physically strong as a monster, he feels no comfort at all when he is raped by this human being every day. He can't escape, he can't resist, he can't resist, so he can only survive by being cute...

I finally got to take off today.

On the contrary, it is grateful to Lin Beichen, the murderer.

After killing all the 'Black Thorn' members, Lin Beichen turned around and came to Ran Zhichun again.

"Now, what else do you rely on?"

A line of writing appeared in front of Ran Zhichun.

The latter's eyes are already stiff, and his heart is about to split.

He never expected that this little mute would be so ferocious that he wiped out the entire 'black thorn' with one fist.

If I knew that the little mute was such a giant dragon, Ran Zhichun would not dare to fight against him.

"I...I..."

Ran Zhichun trembled, his teeth chattered, he no longer had the viciousness and resentment he had before, and he was panicked to the extreme.

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Good night everyone