Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1707: Crazy CP

Hitted.

It was shot.

Number 91, Mr. Qin felt as if he had been shot in the heart.

Does this **** need me to hype up and add fuel to the flames?

This little white hair is a marketing master himself.

Not to mention, just this music, just this style...

After this battle, Xiao Baimao's popularity may soar to the sky.

He suddenly had an urge to worship Xiao Baimao as his teacher.

On the VIP starship, the expression on Prince Long's self-confident and smiling face suddenly froze, as if seeing a ghost.

The lazy expression of 'Swallowing Star' also disappeared, replaced by a look of surprise.

The reaction of the two was exactly the same as that of other spectators.

Xiao Baimao actually won this battle with only a 10% chance of winning?

What happened in the dimensional battlefield?

Prince Qi and the others farther away, seeing this scene, were shocked and couldn't help cheering excitedly.

Won.

He actually won.

Defeating Emperor Yin means that he can also defeat 'Swallowing Stars'.

In this way, the probability of Lin Beichen seizing the position of son-in-law suddenly increased dramatically.

Maybe... really.

Immediately, Prince Qi covered his heart again, feeling so distressed that he couldn't speak—just before the war, he discounted all the gifts from the 'corrupted' Lin Beichen to Emperor Yin. This business made a huge profit, but now it seems that it is all discounted.

Fortunately, Lin Beichen didn't know about it.

Keep this secret.

"Hurry up, cheer, what are you doing in a daze, let's cheer together."

Xiao Binggan, who was next to him, patted Prince Qi on the shoulder and said, "My brother won, I won."

"Squeak."

Guang Jiang and Wang Fengliu also hugged each other and celebrated wildly.

Happy.

Fortunately, all three of them bet on the young master to win.

It's a big hit this time.

Sounds of cheers resounded around the Tower of Battle.

Lin Beichen's popularity was already very high. Seeing him win, many people were extremely excited, and they were happier than themselves.

However, out of caution, the official asked for the exact news first, and after learning from Lin Beichen that Emperor Yin was dead, he officially announced the final result of the battle.

The battle is over.

Lin Beichen's popularity grew wildly again.

"I really didn't expect that Emperor Yin not only killed the enemy mysteriously, but also died so mysteriously."

"Yeah, I don't know how he died."

"What happened in the dimensional battlefield."

"Will Xiao Baimao cheat?"

"If you can cheat in the battleground of the Tower of Battle, and you can also cheat to win an emperor level, then I will count you as the winner."

"It makes sense, no matter what, the standing one wins, and the one lying down loses, not to mention that Emperor Yin is directly dead."

There is a lot of discussion.

No matter what, the winner takes all.

After this day, the rounds of the competition will be played sequentially, but the ratings will start to weaken.

Even the battle of 'Swallowing Stars' was only 50 ratings.

Everyone realizes one thing——

Xiao Baimao really has hope of winning the championship.

Many ordinary alchemists and people in the middle and lower classes are happy to see this.

'Princess Huanzhu' is the most beautiful flower in the Shen Dynasty, possessing a noble bloodline that even the Seventh Ancestor Store vaguely admits, and Xiao Baimao is not only handsome, but also powerful, and has just begun to become a legend. A serious human origin, compared with him, the other contestants are some kind of bulls and horses, they are simply crooked. Wouldn't it be a match made in heaven for him to marry the most noble and beautiful princess?

Everyone started knocking on CP crazily.

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"Your Excellency has also seen the strength of that little white hair."

Prince Long stood in the tower temple and said: "Emperor Yin's strength is not weak, but there is no body left. No one knows what happened in the dimensional battlefield...Do you still have the confidence to win?"

'Tun Xingyu' lay lazily on the reclining chair, and said, "You seem to care more about winning or losing than me?"

Prince Long said nothing, and said: "As a partner, I must remind you. Please remember that if you lose to Lin Beichen, all previous agreements will be void."

After today's World War I, all kinds of detailed information have been collected, and the Gengjin God Dynasty has already calculated Lin Beichen's true identity.

'Swallowing Stars' was still lazy, and said: "I know, I know, you humans are really determined to win or lose. You are a terrible race...not very fun."

Prince Long said: "I will provide you with three emperor-level alchemy weapons to increase your winning rate. Lin Beichen's dimensional battlefield secrets cannot be cracked. According to the information we have obtained, no one who has entered it can survive. Come out, Emperor Yin is no exception, it is hard to predict what is in it, so please don't be careless."

"Oh?"

'Swallowing Stars' eyes lit up: "Emperor-level alchemy weapon? Give it to me?"

"I borrowed from you."

The Dragon Prince corrected.

'Tun Xingyu' narrowed his eyes and laughed.

Whether it is a gift or a loan, once it is in my hands, it is mine.

Don't even think about going back.

Of the twenty-four blood martial arts of the human race, the one that interests him the most is the Alchemy Dao.

It's incredible that these short-lived creatures with fragile bodies can forge weapons that make even the remnants of the wilderness tremble.

The two agreed.

The Dragon Prince turned and left.

'Swallowing Stars' did not send them off.

"Lin Beichen, Lin Beichen... hey, if I get the body of the blood of the holy emperor, which is coveted by the ancient people, wouldn't I be able to return to my ancestors and become a god, and directly evolve into the 'extremely addicted to swallowing the sky roar' '..."

His eyes were shining with greed.

At this time, a strange fragrance spread silently in the hall.

'Tun Xingyu' looked serious, his lazy expression disappeared immediately, and a look of awe emerged, he quickly got up, respectfully kneeled on one knee, with his forehead touching the ground, and said, "Welcome to the envoy."

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"Haha, master, master, this time we sent it."

Wang Zhongxi smiled brightly, his whole face shone with the color of prehistoric gold.

Xiao Binggan was also overjoyed, and said: "Fortunately, I knew a long time ago that my brother can win, so I bet on you, wahaha, look, these things are all won by us."

"Squeak."

Guang Jiang had a gold chain around his neck, gold bracelets on his limbs, and a handful of gold rings on his fingers. He looked like an explosive mouse.

Lin Beichen nodded in satisfaction, and said, "By the way, why did you win these accessories instead of the customized prehistoric gold ingots?"

Wang Zhongdao: "I heard that this time, a lot of people lost money, and the banker didn't make a good profit, so he took the gold and silver treasures that the gamblers had bet before as compensation and sent them to us. "

"Huh? Brother, there are words on it."

Xiao Binggan picked up a piece of Ruyi inlaid with gold and jade, took a closer look, and said: "To the white-haired star emperor Yu Wenxiu, who is virtuous..."

"Squeak."

Guang Jiang raised the ring on his hand: "Squeak."

There are also words on the ring.

There is also the name of 'Wu Wenxiuxian'.

"Now this banker is too particular." Wang Zhong was also very surprised, and said: "The things that have been compensated have to be politely written with their names... Oh, wait, that's wrong, you have to Writing is also writing our names, and we are the ones who bet, why write the name of the young master."

At this moment, Prince Qi walked in from the gate of the other courtyard. Hearing this, he looked at the familiar gold and silver ornaments and gifts, and his expression changed drastically.