Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1609: I’m actually very good at talking
Fang Zhili's eyes did not change at all.
"The so-called customer changes with the host."
He raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "When you arrive at the Lacrimal Mole galaxy or I asked the mountain, no matter which one of the twenty-four bloodlines, you must follow the rules of my doctor's way. Sheng Zhenliu is amazing Is it? You are not qualified to be my enemy of Qiuzhi Academy."
Domineering.
Speak the most powerful words in the most flat tone.
For Fang Zhili, Donglin Academy is polite because everyone is in the line of doctors and Taoists, and they are more or less passionate.
But what are you, Sheng Zhenliu?
Dare to go to Wendao Mountain to act wildly?
Xue Fengqing's complexion remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "In the eyes of you, Fang Kuzhou, I, Sheng Zhenliu, may not be considered a big power, but my disciple Yuan Suiliu was chosen by the ancient tribe. Did you have the guts to say what you just said to the ancient saints?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them changed their colors.
The Ancient Saint Race!
Now the largest family in the human race.
It is also a powerful race that has gradually revealed its ambitions, has been fighting for independence, and wants to separate from the human race.
In order to prevent the ancient saints from leaving the human race, the Supreme Council has made many compromises-after all, losing the ancient saints will be a major tear for the power of the human race, and it is likely to lead to the fate of the human race So it fell.
Over the past few years, the desolate ancient saints have become more and more arrogant, and even the central sacred imperial court has been ignored.
Nowadays, with the news that the Holy Emperor is likely to fall, the decision of the ancient saint race is becoming more and more important to the human race.
Fang Zhili was also slightly startled.
The Ancient Saint Race!
This parasite-like cancerous monster.
It has been parasitic in the human race for a long time, absorbing nutrients, constantly developing and growing, and obtaining countless benefits.
Now they want to become independent from the human race, and instead of sanctioning them, the Supreme Council has to repeatedly appease and condone them.
"No matter who chooses the person, they have to follow the rules of the doctor's way when they arrive at Wenwen Mountain in the Lacrimal Mole galaxy."
Fang Zhili was expressionless, and said: "Sect Master Xue, I still say the same thing, if you want to do something to Chen Beilin, you have to pass the old man first."
There was another sound of sucking Liangpi around.
What happened today?
[Bitter Boat] Fang Zhili, a mature and prudent person, doesn't even give face to the ancient saint clan for the sake of a young man who doesn't know his origin?
Xue Fengqing laughed back angrily, and said: "Okay, that's great. Today, the suzerain will learn about the methods of the famous 21st Bloodline Doctor Dao [Bitter Boat]."
He stepped out.
Boom.
The earth shook.
The tyrannical and unparalleled physical strength of the Saint Physique was instantly revealed.
The entire 'Old Book Building' even shook violently.
The 59th-rank Xingjun-level Saint Body Dao cultivation base completely exploded at this moment.
Excessively powerful pure power caused the air around him to swirl, and the space seemed to be distorted.
Visible to the naked eye, bright red qi and blood erupted wildly from every pore of his body, like a vast ocean, with stormy waves sweeping around, and all of a sudden, the frail bodies of the doctors and scholars in the courtyard were like waves on the stormy ocean. Like a small sampan, it seems that it will sink at any time.
As a last resort, one by one activated the 'Secret Technique of Proverbs' to bless themselves.
Fang Zhili raised his hand to grab at the void.
A pale golden 'Book of Fate and Soul' appeared in his hand.
The practice of a strong person in the doctoral way is mainly based on reading, studying things and understanding principles.
Summoning this book is the beginning of the Great War.
Xue Fengqing looked at Li Ziyi very covertly.
The latter nodded slightly.
OK.
Anyway, sooner or later, we will have to deal with the Qiuzhi Academy, and today I just took the opportunity to kill [Bitter Boat] Fang Zhili, which can be regarded as breaking the arm of [Book Emperor] Kong Shan Yingyue.
A look of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the surrounding sect master Sheng Zhenliu, his blood was pumped to the peak, and he stepped out again, shaking the ground: "If this is the case, then offend..."
The voice has not yet fallen——
"I **** you*."
An exasperated voice suddenly came from a room deep in the courtyard.
Boom.
It was the sound of a door being slammed shut.
Then, looking at the core of the contradiction, Chen Beilin rushed out of the backyard like a lion being irritated. Kick after kick, fight and fight, why the **** are you stomping your feet and shaking the house again and again? It’s been a long time for me... to be interrupted again and again by your b*tch, I want your life.”
Xue Fengqing: "???"
Fang Zhili: "???"
People: "???"
At this time, shouldn't it be worry and fear?
Why does he seem to be out of anger.
It's like... a male lion in mating has been robbed of his mate?
At this time, Lin Beichen had already made a strange starting gesture.
The right hand is stretched forward.
The left hand is clasped on the side of the left waist, as if it is clasping something.
Those who really know him will understand the meaning of this action in an instant—
Body-shattering invisible storm sword energy.
The real extreme killer move.
But Xue Fengqing, the head of Shengzhenliu, didn't know.
Seeing Lin Beichen's appearance, a gleam of joy appeared on his face instead.
"Little bastard, how long did you think you were going to hide, but you finally dared to come out. No matter who is protecting you today, this sect will..."
The voice did not fall.
Zi la da da da da da.
A strange voice sounded from between Lin Beichen's hands.
Breaks of subtle blue light, almost invisible to the naked eye, appeared in front of him like ghost lightning, and then shot out.
Suddenly, a warning sign of extreme danger appeared in Xue Fengqing's heart.
However, even as a dignified 59th-level peak star king, he didn't have time to react, he felt as if his body was hit, penetrated, and torn by something.
Blood.
My own blood, which I hadn't seen for five hundred years, kept shooting in front of Xue Fengqing.
Zi la da da da da da.
The sound of this strange electrical shooting continued continuously.
Xue Fengqing's body has lost control.
He kept shaking and twitching on the spot, as if he had a seizure of a shofar, as if he was playing a pendulum.
Clusters of blood sprayed continuously on his body.
The invincible physical body of the 59th-level Holy Body Dao, under the lasing of the faint blue electricity, is as vulnerable as paper.
Arms, chest and shoulders, waist and abdomen, thighs, calves...
The body was constantly smashed, the muscles were torn, the bones were shattered, and the body was punched out with transparent holes in the front and back.
No one knows what kind of terrifying energy is the faint blue electricity emanating from Lin Beichen's strange posture between his arms.
But everyone knows that Xue Fengqing, the suzerain of Shengzhenliu and the peak star king of level 59, is finished.
The moment Chen Beilin made a move, it was over.
This is definitely not what everyone imagined.
The balance of victory and defeat has not yet been weighed, and it instantly tilted irreversibly and unstoppably in one direction.
Li Ziyi and Li Guangyu fell into great shock and bewilderment.
So much so that he forgot to rescue Xue Fengqing.
It seems that dozens of breaths have passed.
It seems that thousands of years have passed.
When a wisp of hot smoke emerged from between Lin Beichen's arms, the strange blue electric jet sound of zi la da da da da finally stopped.
On the opposite side, Xue Fengqing's body has been completely smashed to pieces.
The beaten man was **** and bloody, barely maintaining a vague human shape, only the head was intact, and his face was full of horror and bewilderment.
"Fuck..."
Lin Beichen was still angry, stepped forward and kicked Xue Fengqing's incomplete body directly to the ground: "Stamp your feet again, scream again."
Then, that strange pose again.
Hands