Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 395: Sword of the Great Dragon Yan

"It was a surprise."

The long red-haired teenager was overjoyed.

"Yes."

Lin Beichen smiled and said authentically.

"I'm going to make your losses ugly."

The red-haired boy hooked his hand and said, "Come on, I'll give you a chance to strike first."

Lin Beichen said: "Wait first..."

"What? Are you afraid?"

The red-haired boy sneered.

Lin Beichen ignored him and directly downloaded the banner of Liuguang Jewelry and Jade Store from [Baidu Network Disk], skillfully displayed it in front of the surrounding crowd and various [Television] cameras, and then read out the advertisement... …

"The streamer jewels are straddling the waist, no goddess can't hold them!"

Lin Beichen has always taken good care of such old customers.

Not only display, but also provide self-made advertising words.

It rhymes.

After all, as an ignorant dude, being able to rhyme has already surpassed the level.

The surroundings suddenly burst into laughter.

In the distance, the old Cheng of the Liuguang Jewelry and Jade Store was laughing so hard that the corners of his mouth were torn apart.

Enough.

This ad slogan is coquettish and vulgar, but it is definitely enough to spread.

As expected of the partner of the Tianjiao Contest Finals.

Consider additional investment.

Lao Cheng is very excited.

In the ring.

The red-haired boy was angry.

"You are courting death."

As he squeezed the sword mark in his left hand, sparks flickered in the air, and clusters of flames appeared.

"Sky Fire Sword!"

A red long sword appeared in his hand, and when the sword was drawn, a group of red flames shot out, imaginary in the shape of a three-meter-long sword, breaking through the air waves, and slashing towards Lin Beichen.

The cultivation of the fourth-level martial artist is vividly displayed.

"Playing with fire in front of me?"

Lin Beichen laughed: "Young man, you don't know anything about the power of flames."

He opens his mouth and sucks.

Just looking at the three-meter flame sword, it was sucked into his mouth like a long whale sucking water.

What?

The fiery red long-haired boy was stunned.

There was also a commotion around the ring.

This is too exaggerated.

Swallowing flames?

"Ahem... poof."

Lin Beichen suddenly opened his mouth and spit out the red flame again.

"It doesn't taste good."

He covered his mouth with a shit-eating expression.

The last time I ate Yu Wanlou's [True Dragon Ziyan], the taste was very good.

So he was a little addicted, and swallowed the red-haired boy's flame directly into his mouth. The taste was particularly unpalatable. Before he could swallow it, he directly spit it out.

He coughed so hard that tears were coming out.

The quality of the flame is not good

.

It seems that in the future, I have to choose a little bit, and I can't eat everything.

Lin Beichen pondered in his heart.

The shock on the red-haired boy's face slowly dissipated, and he sneered again, saying: "I don't know whether to live or die, you are so big, are you pretending to be too big? Hehe... Lin Beichen, today is when you fell into the dust, Remember, my name is..."

"Don't don't..."

Lin Beichen wiped his mouth and waved his hand: "I have a phobia of fools, don't say your name."

"Dying!"

The red-haired boy was furious, his sword and man were united, and his whole body was flickering with fire, and he rose six meters into the air, like a ball of fire, bursting with endless scorching flames, wrapping the sword light, and slashing at Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen remained motionless.

As soon as he raised his hand, he caught the blade in the dazzling fire.

"Alas, I really envy you."

Lin Beichen said: "Why can't you burn clothes when you play with fire?"

The red-haired boy was shocked and angry, and he struggled with all his strength, but he couldn't shake the sword in his hand, and Lin Beichen held the sword and picked him up in the air.

"Go."

Lin Beichen shook his wrist.

Click, click, click.

The red long sword suddenly broke apart inch by inch.

The red-haired boy flew out in midair and barely landed on the ring, his arm holding the sword was too soft to lift.

"You..."

He looked at Lin Beichen in shock.

"It is not rude to come and go."

Lin Beichen grinned and said, "You also try my trick."

His hands are in the air, pinching out a sword print.

A mass of orange-red flames emerged in the palms of both hands.

With the opening and closing of the palms, the faint sounds of fire dragons appear in the air.

The audience who were close to the ring couldn't help covering their ears. The sound of the fire dragon's roar had a strange power, as if it was going to penetrate into the listener's soul and ignite everything, which was extremely terrifying.

At the same time, the orange-red flame turned into a one-meter long sword.

The sword is in the shape of a dragon, showing its teeth and claws.

"The Great Dragon's Sword... Shock Sword Style! Go!"

Lin Beichen stretched out his hand and pushed.

The Dragon's Sword burst out of the sky.

"Not good..."

The red-haired young man was shocked, and an indescribable threat of death came to him. He couldn't bear the slightest resistance, and immediately evaded like a lazy donkey.

The sword of the fire dragon whizzed past half a meter.

But he had already been shaken by the aftermath of this power, and flew out backwards, slammed into the shield of the ring, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slumped directly to the ground...

Boom!

The Great Dragon's Sword strikes the ring shield.

The shroud flashes sharply and sags outward.

The entire ring shook violently.

Fortunately, the temporary blessing and enhancement before, the ring shield has the defensive power to block a blow from the martial arts master, and finally offset the power of the Great Dragon Sword and returned to normal.

"You..."

The fiery red long-haired boy had an unbelievable look on his face.

Lin Beichen was also stunned, and subconsciously said: "Oh, I'm sorry, it was the first time I used this sword technique, and my hand slipped."

"Pfft!"

The fiery red long-haired boy spat out another mouthful of blood and passed out completely.

The winner and the loser are divided.

Lin Beichen looked at his hands and was very happy.

I'm so strong.

The power of the [Great Dragon Yan] fire-type combat skill bestowed by the chief priest Qin is truly terrifying.

I only practiced for a few days, and relying on the mobile phone of the God of Death, I mastered the first sword [Shock Sword Style] in the [Dragon Yan Eight Swords]. The young man lost in seconds.

That sword was shot half a meter away from the red-haired boy.

The power of concussion, still knocks it out.

If it was a head-on hit...

I'm afraid it has become ashes, right?

Thanks to his previous shot, considering the terrifying flames of his own, he held back a little, otherwise this young man—although he has a bad mouth, Lin Beichen is really not a murderer, not a matter of principle, can he do it? To the point where someone would kill him if he scolded him a few words.

Whoosh!

A figure flew into the ring.

He is the coach of the red-haired boy.

He picked up the boy, checked his condition, and then handed over to Lin Beichen, and said unwillingly, "Thank you, classmate Lin, for being merciful."

This is a man who understands.

Lin Beichen nodded and said nothing.

The ring match is over and he advances to the next round.

The residents of Yunmeng City and the teachers and students of the Third Junior College who were watching the battle frantically cheered and cheered, proud of Lin Beichen's performance.

At first, many people were still worried that Lin Beichen was only the chief genius of a small city like Yunmeng City. Will he be dwarfed by the real geniuses from big cities and education centers?

After all, Yunmeng City is too small and too backward.

But I didn't expect that this big dandy gave everyone a good start in the first game.

Cool!

All kinds of cheers and cheers were heard.

The atmosphere of the scene is very hot.

Especially because Lin Beichen's appearance is so high, it makes countless women crazy.

As for why Lin Dawan changed from being a parallel importer to playing with fire, ordinary citizens didn't think about it carefully for a while.

And the chief geniuses from other cities showed solemn expressions on their faces.

No wonder it's a god's favor.

This guy has arrogant capital.

It is worth noting.

Only a few people, such as Jiang Ziliu, had the same complexion, without the slightest change. Lin Beichen's sword of Longyin, who shook the shield of the ring, did not stir up any waves in the deep pool of their eyes.

The exchange competition continues.

It was Jiang Ziliu's turn.

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Adjust my schedule Ulala, I'm going to bed.

It's been really bad lately.