Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 884: Five battles are all up to me
Prince Yu tried his best to restrain his subordinates, preventing them from attacking Lin Beichen again.
Only he and a few people with high status know how terrifying Lin Beichen is today.
The generals and powerhouses of the Aurora Empire were obedient to the military order and could no longer take action, but they all drew their swords out of their sheaths and stared at Lin Beichen with hatred and anger, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.
"Pontiff Lin, the Ninth Prince was just joking, so you're going to kill me like this, isn't the method too cruel?"
Prince Yu's face was also a little uneasy.
"This kind of joke, you can try again."
Lin Beichen sneered.
Prince Yu is angry.
The popularity of the Aurora Empire.
Who would have thought that just because of two sentences, Lin Beichen would dare to kill people directly in front of the military and political leaders of the two countries?
If he had known this earlier, the Ninth Prince would never have spoken, would he?
Even the powerhouses of the Beihai Empire, such as Xiao Yan on the black Xuan Ge, were taken aback.
Are you too arrogant?
However, after the initial horror, the generals were instantly overwhelmed by an indescribable coolness.
It's good to be arrogant.
De-gassing.
It's so **** exhausting.
For such a long time, only Lin Beichen dared to be so direct and domineering when facing the Aurora Empire?
Looking at the Aurora people on the opposite flying boat who were outraged but dare not speak, even a deep-minded person like Ling Chi couldn't help showing a hint of a smile on his face.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Lin Beichen held the sword and came to the stone platform in the center of the top of Luoxing Cliff step by step, and said lightly: "The time is up, let's start, whoever of you will die first. "
Do not go through the program.
Go straight to it.
This is Lin Beichen's answer.
Prince Yu's complexion changed.
Beside him, a tall and burly man with a shoulders and a waist, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"This battle, let me do it."
He volunteered.
"No."
Prince Yu hurriedly stopped him, saying: "Su Tianren, the overall situation is the most important..."
The burly man has big ears, his hands are as long as his knees, and he is carrying a long bow made of dead wood on his back. It looks more like a farmer's crappy hunting bow. It may be used to shoot chickens and ducks, dogs and pigs. It's hard to work.
But on the white flying boat, no one dared to underestimate this person.
Because of his name, he is called Su Dingfang.
The number one sharpshooter of the Aurora Empire.
It is also the most powerful person in the Aurora Empire in a hundred years.
Not to mention a wooden bow, even a piece of grass in his hands can blast the city gates, collapse the city walls, and take the life of the strong, as easy as picking something out of a bag.
Being as strong as the [Shooting the Condor Heaven and Man] Yu Shibei in the past, in front of Su Dingfang, he also has to follow the principles of the younger generation.
Prince Yu absolutely does not want Su Dingfang to confront Lin Beichen.
His gaze swept around, passing through the crowd, and finally landed on a middle-aged man wearing the robes of the Temple of Feathers. .”
The middle-aged Archbishop has long yellow hair, a fair face, a burly figure, and feather arrows embroidered on his silver-white cassock.
At the same time, he is also a god-favored person.
Renewed by the God of Feathered Arrows.
"Haha, okay, Lin Beichen will leave it to me."
When Archbishop Mingli heard the words, an undisguised look of eagerness appeared on his face.
He has heard a lot about Lin Beichen's record.
But he didn't really care.
Because who isn't a genius?
For someone in his thirties who can securely sit on the position of archbishop of the Temple of Feathers, he is also a talented and amazing genius.
It is also the pinnacle of life when the cultivation base of the divine way and the spiritual will reach the strongest.
Archbishop Mingli's confidence is so strong that he feels like I am number one under the gods, and the rest are rubbish.
For a proud person like him, one of the easiest things to do is to be extremely confident.
This time, it is an opportunity to make a move to shock the world.
Killing Lin Beichen, his Mingli name will shock the two great empires of Beihai and Aurora, which can be said to soar into the sky.
Looking at the confident Archbishop Mingli, Prince Yu couldn't help adding, "If you lose, Archbishop, you can quickly admit defeat and save your life..."
Archbishop Mingli smiled arrogantly: "No need... I killed Lin Beichen, just like killing a dog."
Taking a step forward, the silver-white divine light shone all over his body.
The next instant, Archbishop Mingli was on the Luoxing Cliff.
The tense atmosphere before the battle filled up instantly.
"Is that Lin Beichen?"
Archbishop Mingli was flickering with divine light, his eyes were burning with fierce fighting spirit, and said: "Hehe, there is really no one in the Temple of the Lord of Swords, and let a yellow-mouthed child like you become the Pope, you remember, today The name of the person who killed you is..."
"No."
Lin Beichen interrupted directly.
"Huh?"
Bishop Mingli was stunned.
The sword light flickered slightly.
Lin Beichen has already drawn out his sword, put it away.
Too fast.
It seems like nothing happened.
It seems that everything is over.
A trace of blood suddenly oozes out from between Archbishop Mingli's eyebrows.
The bright red bloodstain separated several petals of blood.
It looks like a delicate and beautiful blood plum in full bloom.
Archbishop Mingli staggered, his face was filled with unbelievable horror, staring at Lin Beichen...
Lin Beichen blew the blood on the blade.
Drips fall.
Splashing against the rocks beneath your feet.
At this moment, Luoxingya was also stained with the blood of the Aurora people.
"Don't tell me your name."
He blew off blood drops from the sword body, and said lightly: "Because you are not worthy of being remembered by me, nor worthy of leaving your name on this falling star cliff."
The voice falls.
The sword light flashed.
The head of Archbishop Mingli flew up.
The headless corpse was pulled out on the spot, and blood spurted from the neck cut like a fountain.
Lin Beichen held the head of Archbishop Mingli and placed it squarely on the table in front of Han Bucheng's tombstone.
At this time, the three sticks of incense had burned less than one finger.
That's one-tenth.
"There are still four."
He grinned.
The expression is a smile.
But there was coldness and sadness in his eyes.
When he returned to the stone platform of Luoxingya, he looked at the white flying boat with his sword in his hand, and said, "Who will send you to death next?"
Between the heaven and the earth, there was originally silence.
But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion.
What do you mean?
Lin Beichen...will he continue to fight?
So the Celestial Man who played in the second battle of the Beihai Empire is still him?
"Lin Beichen, you..."
Prince Yu hurried to the bow of the ship, and asked sharply, "You...you still want to fight?"
The silver sword in Lin Beichen's hand lightly slashed across the rocks under his feet.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and his white clothes set off the rising sun, which seemed to be plated with blood. It's all up to me, you Aurora people, how dare you?"
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