Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 375: Most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air

"Ah...my arm, my hand, ahhhh!"

The young man fell to the edge of the table, looking at his broken arm, his face was frightened, and he let out a shrill roar like killing a pig.

The smell of blood fills the air.

Lin Beichen retracted his fist and was stunned.

Your physical strength seems to be getting bigger?

Never noticed before.

At this time, the fine product was more than twice as strong as when the flame attribute profound energy had not been awakened.

The young man who shot just now, with a cultivation base of around the fourth-level martial artist, is stronger than Cao Potian of the past. He was hit by a punch that didn't stimulate his profound energy, and his arm was directly smashed.

Are you getting stronger?

I don't seem to have much trouble lately, do I?

The BGM wasn't on just now.

What's the matter?

Could it be related to fire attribute profound energy?

He thought in his heart, but his subordinates didn't stop. With a murderous look on his face, he again approached the inner hall with great strides.

Tonight, it's all about doing things.

Make a big deal.

Everyone was shocked.

The young prince Yu Wanlou looked indifferent, looked at the young man with a broken arm, and said indifferently: "Trash."

"I will."

"Break his leg."

Someone is drinking.

The two young people in the seat suddenly got up and shot at the same time, their bodies were as fast as lightning, one left and one right, attacking and killing Lin Beichen.

"I will die for Lao Tzu."

Lin Beichen hurried forward, like an angry rhinoceros, punching both left and right, directly hitting the two young people.

Boom!

A deafening blast of gas rang out.

"Ah..."

"Pfft!"

The expressions of the two young men changed wildly, and at a faster speed than when they attacked, they flew backwards and backwards.

Boom!

The backs of the two of them slammed into the ground, their arms were broken, the clothes on their chests were shattered, blood spurted wildly from their mouths and noses, twitched twice, and fell unconscious directly on the spot. Not moving.

The faces of the young people sitting around the table finally changed drastically again, showing extreme shock.

According to the rumors, this Yunmeng scum has become a favored one, isn't it half-abandoned and has no profound energy cultivation?

Why is only the power of the flesh, so tyrannical to such a degree?

"Oops."

Cui Mingzhu was shocked when he saw this scene.

Is it really going to happen?

This Lin Beichen is crazy.

"Stop, everyone calm down, listen to me..."

He speaks loudly.

I also want to be a peacemaker.

"Listen to you motherfucker, get out!"

Lin Beichen doesn't give face at all.

The floor trembled slightly, Lin Beichen's legs exerted strength, he jumped up suddenly, and punched directly into the sky, the young prince Yu Wanlou, who was reclining lazily on the chair.

Boom!

The fist is as strong as a dragon.

The translucent fist print blasted a wave of air visible to the naked eye, pressing the air, as if it was a tangible giant spear, piercing more than ten meters, with terrifying power.

"Little prince, be careful."

Nie Fuguang screamed to remind him, but he quickly stepped aside.

The proud woman raised her hand and pressed her jade palm on the hilt of the sword hanging from her waist.

But at this time-

Yu Wanlou chuckled lightly.

He raised his hand lazily, as if he was in a hurry, and flicked the **** of his right hand, and a faint purple profound light flashed on his fingertips.

Bang.

A soft click.

Lin Beichen's shocking punch from the sky was cracked by Yu Wanlou's lavender finger force, and Yu Wanlou's strength was even more incessant, and he attacked Lin Beichen from the air.

"Tips for carving bugs."

He had a faint smile on his lips.

Looking at Lin Beichen's eyes was like looking at a vicious dog that fell into a trap.

The frightened vicious dog, even if it goes mad, will only bite a few people at most.

But dogs are dogs after all.

How long will it last?

At the end of the day, it's not doomed to have a broken dog's legs and spine.

Huh?

Lin Beichen was hit by this finger force, and he bounced backwards and landed on the ground.

He was slightly taken aback.

I didn't expect that this arrogant-looking man with arrogant hair was far more powerful than he thought.

"Is this the so-called God-Blessed One? That's all."

Yu Wanlou is light and authentic.

A look of undisguised disappointment appeared on his face.

"I thought that I would be able to win the first place in the Tianjiao hegemony in a city, and in the Tianjiao ranking of the junior college level in the Wind Whispering Province, what can be surprising about the people who entered the top 20, but the result... Hehe, let me down, if that's the case, I don't even have the qualifications to fight against me... win."

Yu Wanlou wiped his hands with a snow-white brocade handkerchief, as if he had lost interest.

Before coming to Yunmeng City, he learned about the internal rating of this provincial Tianjiao competition. Among them, Lin Beichen was ranked 17th among the Tianjiao of the junior colleges in the province, a small Tianjiao in Yunmeng City. , it is amazing to be able to achieve this step.

There are so many geniuses in the world.

Seventeen of the junior colleges in a province are among all the young people in the province.

A young man in white next to him smiled slightly, put his palm on the hilt of the sword, and said, "Little Prince, I will take him down for you, dead or alive?"

"Let's see."

Yu Wan Corridor.

A murderous intent appeared on the corner of the mouth of the young man in white, and he sneered, "Then let's get a crippled one."

Chong!

The longsword is unsheathed.

He stomped his left foot sharply, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he quickly bullied Lin Beichen. The sword in his hand soared, like electricity from a virtual room, and a bright silver light stung everyone's eyes.

Good swordsmanship!

These three words appear in everyone's heart.

The swordsmanship of the young man in white is by no means general.

Compared to the three young men who shot before, he is far superior.

"Dog leg... I will send you a dead man."

Lin Beichen sneered.

He directly downloaded the German Sword in his hand from [Baidu Netdisk], without urging him to expose the profound energy of the flame, he started with [Basic Swordsmanship

Three close-ups], go straight up!

Clang clang!

Three jingles crashing.

Flame sputtering, smashing star lasing.

Pfft!

Blood flies.

Two pieces of crimson remnants collided directly towards the left and right sides.

The pungent smell of blood filled the entire private room in an instant.

However, I saw that the young man in white was actually in the middle, and was split by Lin Beichen's infinitely powerful sword.

The sword became the broken sword.

Man becomes dead.

The white clothes that were originally chic and decent have also been dyed scarlet.

"Brother Zhiwen!"

"Ah, kill."

"Good dog guts."

The private room suddenly screamed and screamed.

At first, they were still very calm. Even the young people who didn't pay much attention to seeing that the three of them had their arms broken by Lin Beichen before were really shocked.

Blood runs on the ground.

The two bodies of Zhu Zhiwen, a young man in white, lay in a pool of blood.

Cui Mingzhi felt dizzy before his eyes.

Really dead.

The sky is falling.

"Student Lin, you..."

Cui Minggui wants to say something else.

But I saw that Lin Beichen had made another move.

He dragged the blood-stained German sword like a door in his hand, rushed up like a whirlwind, swung it, and with a few more swords, he knocked out a young man who couldn't react, and two other young men who fainted. People, all were hacked to death like mowing the grass...

Cui Minggui collapsed in an instant.

This...

It really kills.

In the blink of an eye, the members of the four aristocratic guest groups were turned into corpses.

It's over.

Totally screwed.

Cui Minggui's mind was blank.

Complete loss of thinking ability.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Nie Fuguang, with oily head and pink face, screamed like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, and immediately backed away, a look of horror that could not be concealed on his face.

He was hollowed out by the color of wine, and under the accumulation of the family's spiritual herbs, medicinal herbs and other resources, he barely reached the martial artist realm, and his real combat power was not as good as some warriors in the peak warrior realm.

Ferocious to the weak and frightened to the strong.

This is the best description of a **** like Nie Fuguang, who is 'dead chicken can't be helped on the shelf'.

He was the first to be terrified.

The arrogant woman also changed her face wildly.

She never dreamed that this small and broken city tyrant would be so cruel and stubborn. He regarded the laws of the country as nothing.

Simply unforgivable.

"Little bastard, you are courting death."

The arrogant woman is much more courageous than Nie Fuguang.

Chong!

She drew her sword and shot, the divine sword in her hand turned into thousands of cold lights, covering Lin Beichen.

Swordsmanship is exquisite.

Sword Qi is born and destroyed.

In the entire private room, it was suddenly chilly, and there were faint small white ice particles flying in the air.

Ice-type profound energy.

The rare profound energy attribute of water system mutation.

This is also the reason why this arrogant woman always looks down on all her peers around her and thinks she is unparalleled.

A series of silver ice patterns visible to the naked eye spread under Lin Beichen's feet, as if to entangle his feet.

Tianzi No. 1 private room, the atmosphere dropped sharply, as if it instantly turned into a mysterious ice cave that freezes and kills all things.

However—

"Stinky *b*tch** stupid*!"

Lin Beichen was full of vigor and blood, and his movements were not hindered at all.

Boom!

The arrogant woman was blasted out directly with her sword.

Boom!

She slammed hard against the wooden wall of the private room.

However, the thin wooden wall of the hollow pattern did not smash. Instead, it triggered the power of the small enchantment arranged in advance, causing a layer of faint silver ripples, shaking her back, staggering to the ground, covering her body. Severe pain, as if the skeleton had been shaken apart.

"Wow..."

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and the jade palm holding the sword was dripping with blood, and the tiger's mouth cracked several dripping blood.

The proud woman had a look of horror on her face.

Afraid to drown her after a touch.

If it weren't for the sword in her hand, it was a famous sword with a very high quality, I'm afraid it was Lin Beichen's gravitational blow just now, which would have caused her to follow in the footsteps of Zhu Zhiwen, a young man in white, and was split into two pieces.

"One might conquer all methods?"

She looked at Lin Beichen in horror.

In this world, how can someone just use the power of the flesh to destroy the power that motivated their profound energy?

In addition, the power of the ice crystals that he had inspired couldn't cause him the slightest trouble or hindrance?

This guy is a high-level monster, isn't he?

But Lin Beichen had already abandoned her at this time, as if he was madly killing the devil, he raised his sword and slashed directly at the little prince Yu Wanlou.

Catch the thief before the king.

If you scold someone, scold your mother first.

Let's do this **** first.

Other peers on both sides of the table paled.

Before they looked down on Lin Beichen and looked down on them with contempt, they were completely frightened at this time. Even if they had confidence in their own strength, they didn't dare to stop them, and they all stepped back.

Dejian broke through the air and slashed Yu Wanlou's forehead.

As soon as the sword strikes, the mountains are unimpeded.

The entire private room seems to be divided into two by this sword.

"Hehe."

The grandson of King Hai'an, still sitting in the same place, sneered, raised his hand suddenly, a faint purple flame enveloped his five fingers, the last hair came first, cut into this sword light, and once again flexed his fingers. Flick.

Ding!

Buzz!

First there is a subtle metallic symphony.

Immediately above the blade of the huge Virtuous Sword, high-frequency trembling shadows that were almost invisible to the naked eye vibrated rapidly, centered on the place where Yu Wanlou's fingertips flicked, towards all parts of the blade, and Lin Beichen grabbed his sword and attacked!

Lin Beichen only felt an overwhelming force hit him.

And in this power, there is also a very strange tingling dark energy, which seems to be an instant electric shock experience, and dark purple energy flows towards him

All over the body.

Lin Beichen stepped backwards involuntarily.

Every time he fell, the floor made a rattling sound, and a clear footprint was stepped on. The entire Wansheng Building seemed to vibrate under his feet and was about to be trampled down.

I kept backing seven or eight meters before I stabilized my body.

On the ground, there were nine clear footprints about an inch deep.

Around the footprints, cracks in the wood board spread like cobwebs, as if visible.

"You are dead."

Yu Wanlou rushed back and sat back lazily.

He looked at Lin Beichen as if he were looking at a dead man.

Lin Beichen frowned slightly.

What does it mean?

Is your mother-in-law Kenjirou the North Star?

Even if it's the Big Divine Fist, it has to hit someone anyway.

Could it be the current-like dark energy just now?

Lin Beichen froze in his heart and subconsciously activated the profound energy in his body. He only felt that in the meridians, the profound energy was running smoothly, and there was no abnormality in the internal organs.

"Little bastard, haha, you fell in with the little prince's [True Dragon Ziyan] Xuan Jin, haha, you are doomed."

Nie Fuguang came back to his senses and suddenly laughed.

Other frightened young people, along with the proud woman, also breathed a long sigh of relief.

"That's right, the little prince has a noble status, he is a golden branch and a jade leaf. The blood of the royal family flows in his body, and it contains the power of innate talent bestowed by the sword master. The awakening is beyond the attributes of the five elements, and it belongs to the three major royal family. One of the highest profound strengths, the [True Dragon Ziyan] profound energy, haha, once this kind of profound energy enters the body, the medicine stone will be ineffective, and the secret technique will be difficult to save, haha, the surnamed Lin, you are finished..."

The proud woman also reacted, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and laughed loudly.

"Kill our friends, even if they are God's favored ones, they must be buried with them."

"Yes, the temple will not protect you."

"Hey, for a while, the little prince can make you suffer from the burning flames with just one thought, so that you can't survive, you can't die, and you regret coming to this world!"

The aristocratic youths, who were angry and angry, stared at Lin Beichen with schadenfreude.

"Young Master, how are you...?"

"Young Master, go away..."

Qianqian and Qianqian were shocked and rushed over.

Lin Beichen looked at Yu Wanlou.

The latter's eyes were like those of the gods who dominate the life and death of all living beings.

Clap!

A crisp sound.

Lin Beichen vaguely felt the power of the electric current scattered into his body before, and suddenly appeared again. completely disappeared.

He looked at Yu Wanlou.

And Yu Wanlou was also staring at him.

The eyes are facing each other.

Nothing happened.

I am most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air.

A look of surprise gradually appeared on Yu Wanlou's face.

Clap!

He snapped his fingers again.

And this time, Lin Beichen didn't even have the faint feeling of being overcharged in his body.

The air is quieter.

The proud woman and Nie Fuguang both looked at Yu Wanlou.

The latter's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and a purple flame enveloped his right hand. He performed a secret technique and snapped his fingers again.

Clap!

Loud and crisp.

But still nothing happened.

"Uh..."

Lin Beichen said: "Are you **** performing art?"

Yu Wanlou slowly stood up with a serious look on his face. He looked at Lin Beichen and said, "The power of [True Dragon Ziyan] that you can actually suppress?"

Suppression?

It simply disappeared on its own initiative.

Lin Beichen sneered and said nothing.

"Haha, interesting."

A look of surprise appeared on Yu Wanlou's face.

He smiled happily and said: "I thought you were such a **** as not worthy of my shot, Xiao Wang, but I didn't expect that you could barely bring me a little fun, and I was a little reluctant to kill you. ."

"Yes, yes, little prince, be merciful..."

At this time, Cui Minggui woke up like a dream, and quickly said: "You can't die anymore. Lin Beichen is a favored person. If you kill him, you can't escape the responsibility of the temple. Why don't we..."

"Shut up."

Yu Wanlou turned his head and smiled.

Just this kind of smiling voice, in Cui Minggui's ears, he heard a kind of extreme terror, anger and killing intent like a volcano about to erupt.

He shuddered.

I heard Yu Wanlou grin and say in a strange tone, "I'll be held accountable? So what? When the sky falls, someone will naturally stand up for me... And this bastard, not only killed him Our classmate, he still wants to kill me, I killed him in self-defense, is there any problem?"

Cui Minggui saw that in Yu Wanlou's eyes, a crazy light flashed.

It's like an irrational gambler, or a fanatical addict... When they get caught up in some kind of extreme paranoia, it's the look on their face that they want to destroy their opponents at all costs the beast.

Crazy.

Lin Beichen, Yu Wanlou, these two guys are crazy!

Cui Mingji almost gritted his teeth.

These two dudes, two prodigals, two mad dogs with a problem!

How dare they be so arrogant and arrogant that they kill people when they say they kill people?

Cui Minggui has completely lost the strength to continue to persuade.

He felt like he was living in two worlds with these people.

At this time, Lin Beichen also spoke.

"How about you pretending to be your mother.*?"

He looked at Yu Wanlou with disdain and said, "Are you the only one who can play with fire?"

Lin Beichen snapped his fingers.

A cluster of orange-red flames emerged from the tip of his right finger.

An extremely dangerous breath filled the air instantly.

As if it was a fire dragon of destruction lurking in Jiuyuan, he opened his eyes without warning at this moment, and the pupils under the **** eyelids showed a cold and ruthless luster.

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A small chapter, which is gone today.

I have been working in Xi'an for the past few days, so the update is not stable. I have returned home tonight. Starting tomorrow, the update time will return to normal. Thank you all for your patience and appreciation.