Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 427: Hi, how are you?

Warm fire, faint tea fragrance.

After Lin Beichen took a bath, he changed into clean clothes, and this time came to the living place of Chief Priest Qin.

It is a small stone courtyard built on the edge of the cliff behind the temple.

Minimalistic and simple.

Ye Weiyang is also there.

"There is blood on your body, did you kill someone on the mountain road?"

The beautiful girl priest sniffed lightly and found something.

"Can you smell this too?"

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

I just took a shower.

You can still smell it after washing it again?

Such a girl will definitely not be able to marry back home in the future.

The nose is too sharp. If you go out to have a little ambiguity in the future, ask for flowers and ask willows, or get a little closer to a female friend, and get a little scent, wouldn't it be possible to hide it? Will it be sniffed out and discovered in a short time?

Ye Weiyang pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm more sensitive to the smell of killing."

Lin Beichen nodded, and took a sip of the tea made by Chief Priest Qin himself. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt warm all over his body. He was about to say something when he suddenly remembered something.

His complexion changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Not good..."

Put down the teacup, turn around and run towards the outside of the hall.

Chief Qin and Ye Weiyang were startled at the same time.

"Brother Chen, what's the matter?"

Ye Weiyang got up and wanted to chase after her.

Lin Beichen waved his hand at the door and said loudly: "Don't come, I just have a sudden stomachache and want to shit...ah, it hurts, it hurts...you wait for me, I'll be right back."

He rushed into the boundless rain like an arrow flying from the string.

Ye Weiyang's pretty face blushed slightly, so she had no choice but to back away.

Although I care about my sweetheart very much, I finally found time to come back once, and I want to stick together no matter where I am, but I can't even follow him to the latrine.

A hint of speechlessness also flashed in Qin Priest's beautiful eyes.

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Whoo!

Lin Beichen's figure was running in the rain.

Even though his profound energy has not fully recovered, his powerful physical strength makes him run extremely fast like a super kangaroo.

"It's too much to pretend to be realistic today, and I forgot to make up the knife."

He was very sorry.

[Sword Seventeen] This combat technique is really poisonous.

After learning it, I always want people to imitate the sword fairy demeanor of "killing a person in ten steps, never leaving a thousand miles away".

He even forgot to make up the knife.

The glorious tradition of the revolution cannot be lost.

In his heart, Lin Beichen ruthlessly reflected on himself.

At the same time.

On the mountain road.

A group of black-armored warriors were cleaning up the corpses on the ground.

"Did you find out? Who made the move?"

A middle-aged man in a purple robe, with a sharp expression, asked angrily.

"I tell Mr. Su, according to the news from several other blockade points, the murderer should undoubtedly be Lin Beichen."

A black armored warrior

The man who looked like a leader even bowed and hurriedly said: "The news that Su Shi sent before was to intercept Lin Beichen here. He has already been killed, and the swordsman of the striker is astonishing, and he can steal the soul with one sword, and Su Shi was killed before he even had time to pull out his sword!"

"Lin Beichen!"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe called 'Su Gongzi' had a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Did he go up the mountain? That's okay, he happened to kill my uncle in one go. Master and the old man will be very happy when he finds out..."

Su Gongzi's face showed a ferocious look.

He said in a loud voice: "The order is to let the people of the Harrier Group set up poisonous miasma everywhere in the mountain, poison the water sources, and order the elite of the Eagle Group to ambush in various mountain paths. As long as there are warriors going up or down the mountain , Kill them directly with the God-breaking Crossbow, and order the pigeon group to send a message to all the yamen, all the rich households, and all the streets and alleys in Yunmeng City. Ka, it doesn't matter if you shoot or kill... This is the first time for us, Xuanyiwei, to do business for our master in other places, and we must do it beautifully, don't let Mr. Lianshan and the others steal our limelight..."

The voice has not yet fallen——

"Huh, Xuan Yiwei?"

A surprised voice came: "So you are not from Ying Wuji."

Su Gongzi was shocked.

Look along the source of the sound.

But I saw a young man who looked like a soaked chicken, dressed in a blue robe and a moon-white velvet cape, who did not know when he appeared, squatting on the side of the mountain road, as if he was watching a play , listening to their conversation with great interest.

"Lin Beichen?"

Su Gongzi's pupils shrank.

"Hi, hello."

Lin Beichen waved his hand with a smile, and said, "Is it cold? Are you tired? I still work on a rainy day... Ah, I'm sorry, I interrupted your conversation. It's okay, don't worry about me, you go on, when I don't exist, continue..."

Go on, sir.

Can this continue?

Master Su waved his hand.

The more than one hundred Xuanyi guards around him instantly changed from loose to fan-shaped battle array, guarding both sides behind him, the bow strings of the specially made Mysterious Breaking Crossbows were brushed together, and the arrows clustered in the rain line A cold star flashed in the center, aiming at Lin Beichen.

A mithril long sword hanging from his waist.

Carrying the Xuanxuan Divine Crossbow on its back.

Wearing dark ink and black armor.

This is Xuan Yiwei.

This secret private armed force formed four years ago is almost like a phantom in Qiancao Province.

Besides Qiancao Province, there are many people who have never heard of their reputation.

"My surname is Lin, we don't want to do anything to you yet, so get out."

Su Gongzi said coldly.

Lin Beichen smiled: "I've seen someone say the cruelest things in the most cowardly tone, but I've never seen anyone say such cowardly words in such a harsh tone... the master you just mentioned, isn't it? Wei Mingchen, is Master Uncle Qu Chuxiao?"

Su Gongzi said coldly: "So what?"

Lin Beichen said again: "Then you are Zhu Bishi's apprentice?"

Young Master Su proudly said: "Not bad."

Lin Beichen said: "Your master, do you love you very much?"

"Master treats all disciples equally, I just got started earlier than others..."

Su

Young Master frowned.

He didn't understand why Lin Beichen asked such a question.

"Oh, you are University of Su."

Lin Beichen said.

Su Gongzi was stunned and said, "How do you know?"

Lin Beichen said: "For someone as handsome as me, of course he guessed... Since you are his first disciple, you must be very favored. If you die, will Zhu Bishi be sad?"

When he said this, Lin Beichen slowly took off the moon-white velvet cloak on his body, and neatly folded it on the branch of a crooked-neck tree by the roadside.

Then when he reached out his hand, a silver sword appeared in his hand.

Su Da's eyebrows twitched: "Kill."

Boom boom boom boom!

Bowstring chatter.

The bombs messed up the rain curtain.

One after another of Poxuan arrows shining with metallic cold light in the cold rain, like clusters of lightning, shot at Lin Beichen densely with the killing intent enough to break the heart of a great martial artist.

Su Da's decision is not straightforward.

However, it is not an egg.

Lin Beichen swung his sword and shattered the rain of arrows.

His true cultivation is already a martial arts master.

The ordinary Mysterious Breaking God Crossbow could no longer threaten him.

The wind and rain are howling.

Blood flowers bloom on the mountain road.

One by one, the Xuanyi guards fell in front of the silver sword.

Sword One, Sword Two and Sword Three are all martial arts master-level sword moves.

Exquisite and exquisite.

And Lin Beichen did not consume profound energy when using it.

With profound energy internally, relying on physical strength, one can fully display sword moves.

When Xuan Yiwei used to deal with martial arts powerhouses, he used the sword array and Xuanxuan crossbow to consume them, and the tactics of surprise attack and beheading when his profound energy was exhausted did not have any effect on Lin Beichen, a monster like this.

Even if Su Da, a great martial artist, sits in charge, it will be difficult to change the final outcome.

The sword light howled.

Suddenly born and suddenly extinguished.

Within the time of a cup of tea, more than a hundred Xuanyi guards were killed by Lin Beichen's sword.

Su Da also died under the sword.

No one gets rid of it.

Lin Beichen did not forget to make up the knife this time.

A sword head.

One sword heart.

Make up one by one.

By the way, lick the bag and search the body.

About a thousand gold coins and some sundries were obtained.

The sundries are all burned with a small silver fire.

After finishing all this, he wiped off the blood on the blade with his long sleeves, and uploaded it to [Baidu Netdisk].

It rained harder and harder.

The surrounding vegetation is green under the washing of the rain.

Lin Beichen came to the crooked neck tree, took off the cloak, looked at the corpses on the ground, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"I can only blame your bad luck..."

"Come back and make up a knife, and you can still take the head."

"It's especially my fault for being ruthless. Seven days later, if the roles are reversed, you will be more cruel than me... For the sake of the people I want to protect, I have to ask you to die."

He put on his cloak, turned and ran towards the temple.