Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 863: Strange request

A trace of bewilderment flashed in Qian Caoshen's eyes.

He obviously couldn't understand the connotation of this sentence.

And there is no time to think about it carefully.

Because the moment he was distracted, the Lord of Swords suddenly made a move.

The bright sword light of the full moon has already hit like a frenzy.

Dog women don't talk about Wude.

Qiancao God cursed secretly in his heart, the long spear in his hand rotated like a disc, and the red shadow turned into a round shield. During the flow of Shinto runes, all the sword shadows that were attacking and slashing head-on were blocked and crushed.

The twelve pairs of sword wings on the back of the Lord of Swords spread out in an instant.

She is united with human and sword, and she is eager for the God of Thousand Grass.

Dao Dao Long Yin sounded.

Qiancao God flicked his wrist, and the red shadow spear pierced out.

Ding!

The tip of the sword collided with the light of the spear.

With the collision point as the center, the surging divine power suddenly exploded and spread in all directions.

Lin Beichen protected his hairstyle and slowly opened the distance.

"Kill him, kill him."

He raised his arms and shouted.

The corner of the sword master's mouth twitched.

Qian Caoshen's eyebrows twitched.

They are two gods fighting.

It's not a gang fight in the street.

Lin Beichen, can you be a little more exaggerated in watching the battle?

"I'll let you know what cruelty is after I get rid of this stupid woman."

The roar of Qiancao God surged in the sea of ​​flames.

He had the idea of ​​a quick fight, and after a little trial and error, he directly opened the ult.

"Divine Art - Nine Dragons."

Among the shouts, I saw the flaming spear in the hands of the Thousand Grass God, which turned into nine coiled dragons, holding the Flame of Annihilation in their mouths, galloping out, as if a real dragon descended, breaking through the sea of ​​brilliance and divine power, towards The master of the sword came to strangle him.

Lin Beichen's heart skipped a beat.

Is this a strangling move that ignores the opponent's defense?

The profound meaning of divine arts?

"Shenjutsu-one sword produces three shadows."

The long sword in the hands of the Lord of Swords trembled, splitting into three silver sword pills, which circulated around the body, like three full moons, at the moment when the nine coiled dragons came into contact, they exploded irresistibly and turned into ten thousand Taos The burst of sword energy formed a chaotic storm, which directly blasted the bodies and spirits of the nine dragons.

"It's just a trick."

The Thousand Grass God imagined the flame spear of the Beaulieu Dragon again, raised his hand and stabbed out with a spear.

At the halfway point of the gun, thousands of cold lights bloomed, as if the stars in the sky were twinkling at this moment, outlining a strange star map, which was psychedelic and soul-stirring.

The sword wing trembled on the back of the Lord of Swords, and it also spurred thousands of endless sword lights to meet him without showing any weakness.

Boom boom boom boom!

In the void, a magnificent burst of energy burst out like stars colliding.

Terrifying energy fluctuations swept across the field.

Lin Beichen retreated slowly, and finally stood above the city wall of the capital.

The invisible innate profound energy is slowly urged to block the aftermath of the surging divine power, preventing the citizens of the city from being affected.

But his gaze was always focused on the battle between the two gods.

This is a rare opportunity.

Lin Beichen hopes to analyze the fighting methods, horrors and weaknesses of the gods through watching the battle.

He secretly turned on the video recording on his phone and recorded the whole process.

On the battlefield, light and shadow flow.

The God of Thousand Grasses and the Lord of Swords are constantly fighting.

The alternate collision of divine arts and offensive moves fully demonstrated the style of fighting between the gods.

This is also the first time Lin Beichen has seen a battle between gods.

The power of divine art is similar to that of heaven and man.

But for the mobilization of the power of heaven and earth, it is more smooth than the skill of heaven and man. Although it has not been confirmed, Lin Beichen has a strange intuition-if the skill of heaven and man matches the magic, he will be suppressed .

Gradually, the sword master fell into a disadvantage.

The gap of more than 2.6 million fans and believers is still difficult to fill and overcome by relying on magic and will.

Boom!

The most intense collision ever.

The figure is suddenly separated.

The silver long sword in the hands of the Lord of Swords broke and flew.

The headband is broken.

The long black hair jumped and danced wildly like black fire in the violent energy turbulence.

The bright red blood stained the fair cheeks.

In the void, she staggered back, step by step, making a roaring sound in the air, and the air flow under her feet was like moonlight projected in the water, shattering in spots!

"Too weak."

Of course Chicasa God would not let go of such an opportunity.

He has been gaining momentum for a long time, and he has regained his magic skills.

"Death."

The sound of dragon chant resounded in all directions.

The Lord of Swords was suppressed in an instant, and the nine dragons with the fire of the World Extinguishing Heaven in their mouths swept over, besieging the Lord of Swords, frantically bombarding, twisting and twisting...

"Poof."

The Lord of Swords opened his mouth and sprayed out a **** arrow.

The blood of the gods sprinkled the sky, dyeing the night red.

"Fate is always on my side."

A cruel smirk appeared on the face of Qiancao God: "The era of God's Fall in Dongdao Zhenzhou has come, you come to shed this first drop of blood, it won't be long, I..."

The voice has not yet fallen——

There was a flash of silver light.

The silver javelin that pierced him not long ago was shot at him again without any suspense...

"Ah, damn..."

Qian Caoshen staggered back.

He's not defenseless.

But it was pierced by the silver javelin again.

Boom!

The body of the gun shook.

Qiancao God's divine body was shattered by the silver spear again, turning into bone fragments and blood rain all over the sky.

"Lin Beichen, you deserve to die ten thousand times."

An angry roar roared between the sky and the earth.

Splattered blood droplets, cracked white bones, scattered flesh and organs re-condensed at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they re-condensed again.

This kind of recovery speed is much stronger than Lin Beichen's milk.

He stood in the void, staring at Lin Beichen, the anger in his eyes stretched like substance.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Beichen stretched out his hand to support the Lord of the Sword, and gave Qiancao God a warm and pure smile, and said, "Why don't you hide?"

A ray of blue brilliance enveloped the Lord of Swords.

[Hydrotherapy].

Lin Beichen gave milk.

Qiancao God is surrounded by divine power flames, approaching step by step.

Where he stepped, the void burned with fire.

Leave a flame trail.

"You all die together."

He is furious, burning divine power at any cost.

Divine Art - Burning the city with flames.

The meandering flames began to imprison the surrounding void, divided the space, outlined an isolated city, and turned the empty air in it into a swamp that burned everything, trapping Lin Beichen and the Lord of the Sword.

There is no danger.

The evil spirit is monstrous.

"Lin Beichen, you ants and bugs, your javelin will never hit you again, if you don't believe me, try sneaking again..."

The voice did not fall.

There was a flash of silver light.

Qiancao God's divine body was pierced by the silver javelin again.

"You..."

Chicasa God had a look of disbelief on his face.

How is this possible?

This gun...

"This is a soldier from the outside world? You..."

He finally understood.

Boom!

The body of the gun shook.

Qiancao God's body was blasted again.

Amidst the flickering lights, the dragon tooth javelin returned to Lin Beichen's hands.

"You actually asked me to shoot him?"

Looking at the Lord of the Sword in his arms, Lin Beichen said, "Have you ever encountered such a strange request? Anyway, this is the first time I heard it."

The Lord of Swords closed his eyes and remained silent, trying to restore his divine power...

Qiancao God's divine body reunited almost instantly.

Moreover, the profound meaning of the divine art [Fire Burning City] has not dissipated.

On the contrary, it is even more violent.

"Let's go..."

Knowing that the opportunity has been lost, the Lord of the Sword said: "You can't kill him, and mortals can't kill gods. This is the Iron Curtain of God, and no warrior from the host country can break it..."

Lin Beichen smiled slightly and said, "Isn't there still you here?"

"Hahahaha..."

Qiancao God laughed wildly: "This depraved and pitiful goddess is already hard to protect herself. You rely on her? Boy, you are just a little mortal, let alone kill me, even my magic spells can't be broken , even if you smash my divine body ten thousand times, you won't be able to cause me any harm..."

"Really?"

Lin Beichen grinned, and said mysteriously: "Believe it or not, as long as I want to, I can instantly make the Lord of the Sword crown a divine power climax, rush to the peak, and kill you like a dog."