Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 907: 18CM off the ground
The blood mist bursts out.
Bones splash.
A celestial being with a peak cultivation level of the third level, and four martial arts masters, under Lin Beichen's big stick, they were instantly reduced to scum.
"Oh ha ha ha, I want... what is the use of this silver rod?"
He pulled out another stick with his backhand.
The target is the head of Tianshield Sect.
The latter's complexion changed drastically, and when he pulled back, he activated his Xuan Gong, and a jade-colored oval light shield appeared in front of him.
The light patterns flow on it, and the black pattern symbols flicker wildly, exuding a mysterious and powerful atmosphere, as thick as a mountain, as long as the sky, giving people a sense of indestructibility and indestructibility.
"Xuanguang Tianshield."
He drank heavily.
This is his celestial skill.
The title [Heavenly Shield Heavenly Man] relies on this combat skill.
Boom!
The silver rod was drawn on the sky shield.
Click.
The sound of glass shattering can be heard.
A series of white cracks emerged.
"What?"
The eyes of the head of Tianshield Sect are protruding.
He did not expect that his [Xuanguang Tianshield] could completely block Lin Beichen's bombardment.
But at least you can relieve your strength and use it to retreat, right?
As a result, the strongest shield shattered in an instant.
Then I only felt a surge of powerful power coming, like the sky and the sea cracking, it will destroy the [Xuanguang Tianshield] in an instant, and then the destructive power will directly submerge him...
"Forgive me...ah."
Amidst the shrill screams, the head of the Heavenly Shield Sect, known for its defense, and the Heavenly Shield he was proud of instantly turned into crumbs and powder at the same time, and dissipated into the void.
Several disciples standing behind the head of the Tianshield Sect were caught off guard and were also struck by the silver rod, turning into rain of stumps and blood.
The power of one blow is so terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, the leaders and followers of the two major martial arts forces turned into dead souls under the stick.
Like a colossus trampling on an ant.
It's like a dragon ravaging a group of rabbits.
The leaders of other martial arts forces, seeing this scene, were so frightened that their crotches were wet and their legs went limp.
"Run."
"This beast is so fierce that we cannot resist it. Run away."
"Mom..."
Amidst the loud shouts, the leaders of the martial arts forces turned around and fled.
This scene is too terrifying, beyond the limit of their imagination.
In their limited knowledge of martial arts, they never imagined that such a cruel and terrifying existence exists in this world.
Lin Beichen is not a match for the strength of ordinary people.
The previous talk about joining forces to fight against the enemy, and saying that the fish will die and the net will be broken, now it seems that it is really pitiful and outrageous.
Shhhhh!
One after another figure broke through the void and fled towards the outside.
However—
"Go back."
"Presumptuous, my young master's pretense is not over yet, how dare you run away?"
"Hey, go back and get beaten."
"Squeak."
Several voices sounded at the same time.
The leaders of the martial arts forces who fled were intercepted by a series of terrifying forces before flying out of the courtyard wall of the Juggernaut Academy.
It was
Xiao Binggan, Qianqian, Qianqian and Guangjiang made a move.
They are only responsible for interception.
Not responsible for killing.
After all, this is the highlight moment for the young master.
How can you compete with the young master?
"Aww---hoo!"
The little **** tiger lay on the rockery blocking the gate of the courtyard, looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Wow!"
"Meow Chirp."
Two strange voices were mixed with the tiger's roar.
But there were two mutated ice wolves, one on the left and the other on the right, following his brother Xiao Zhahu, roaring.
Just this voice?
Both Qianqian and Qianqian slightly covered the big beads of sweat that appeared on their foreheads.
It seems that raising Xiao Er and Xiao San as puppies and kittens on weekdays still has sequelae, and it sounds weird.
Boom boom boom!
The slaughter continues.
In the blink of an eye, twelve of the leaders of the thirteen martial arts forces died.
No, to be precise, there should be twelve splits.
There is still the last deputy head of Liu Jianmen. On the surface, she looks like a woman in her thirties. She still has charm. She is wearing a tulle skirt. Willow Wenjian trembling.
She looked at Lin Beichen in horror, stepped back step by step, and begged: "No, don't kill me, you can spoil me as much as you want, don't kill me, I can be a slave..."
This first-level titled celestial being was so frightened that he lost his mind.
This does not mean she is weak-willed.
Anyone who sees twelve companions whose strength is much higher than his own is almost all smashed to pieces in less than a cup of tea, and the stumped limbs and arms are scattered all over the ground will be frightened crazy.
Twelve heavenly and human-level powerhouses.
Not twelve pigs.
Slaughterhouses don't kill pigs so fast.
"Damn you?"
Lin Beichen said contemptuously: "Are you worthy? You are so **** old and ugly. You look so handsome. You think it's pretty. You want to take advantage of me, a little fresh meat? Eat me big Great."
Boom!
Sweep out with one stick.
"Ah..."
The deputy head of Liu Jianmen swung his sword to resist, and the sword broke and killed.
When she was about to die, she had such a thought in great frustration——
That's right, that's right, I was defeated. For a peerless handsome man like Lin Beichen, touching a finger of mine is considered polluted and profane, right? I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, I really don't deserve to be ruined by him!
The thirteen leaders of martial arts power who came to watch the excitement and help them invisibly, and their followers, were all put to death.
In the front yard of the Juggernaut Academy, there are broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground.
The blood flowed into a stream.
The courtyard became a Shura slaughterhouse.
Tick tock.
Blood dripped down the silver mace.
Lin Beichen bared his teeth and smiled, showing his white and beautiful teeth. He looked at Song Qiuyu who was dumbfounded and trembling, and said, "It's your turn."
"You..."
Song Qiuyu's voice was hoarse and difficult to speak, and he mustered up his courage to say: "You are too cruel, you are not afraid of retribution for killing so many people?"
"Retribution?"
Lin Beichen raised his hand to give himself a big back, and laughed: "I am retribution."
A "Lao Tzu is the king's law" visual sense of the villain.
"You...you are not afraid of hurting Tianhe, you are so cruel, so despicable, so vicious at such a young age, you..."
Song Qiuyu's complexion was pale, and he tried in vain to organize his words.
"Is it hurtful? Cruel? Despicable? Vicious?"
Lin Beichen couldn't help sneering, and said: "Come on, you come and ask them, who are the cruel, despicable, vicious, and shameless people?" The white-clothed swordsmen of the Sword Immortal Academy.
The swordsmen in white looked at Song Qiuyu.
They did not speak.
But those eyes of hatred that wished to eat his flesh and skin, made the elder of Sanhemen tremble in his soul.
He regretted it.
Plop!
Song Qiuyu knelt directly on the ground.
"I was wrong, I admit it..."
He kowtowed and begged: "I am willing to do everything to remedy it, forgive me, give me a chance, forgive me, forgive me..."
Not long ago, the fourth-level peak celestial being who had said that he wanted to teach Lin Beichen a lesson, his face distorted by fear and pleading, seemed to be a different person.
It turns out that the fourth-level celestial beings are also afraid, they will kneel when they are afraid, and they will cry when they kneel.
The white-clothed swordsmen of the Sword Immortal Academy all had a look of disdain in their eyes.
Heaven and man, it seems that they are not so scary.
Their hearts of swordsmen have been sublimated and baptized once.
Lin Beichen dragged the silver stick 18cm from the ground backwards.
Get closer to Song Qiuyu step by step.
"Forgive you? That's something that only Baiyun City Gate who has been persecuted by you is qualified to do."
Without the slightest pity on his face, he said indifferently: "My task is to send you to see them."
"You...I fight with you."
Song Qiuyu knew that he would not be spared, so he instantly mobilized all the innate profound energy in his body, agitated to the extreme, and threw out lightning with a ferocious face, wanting to die with Lin Beichen...
Boom!
It was a silver stick that answered him.
Song Qiuyu's brain burst, and his innate profound energy dissipated instantly.
His body fell limply, completely losing all vitality.
Lin Beichen put away the silver stick, and summoned a silver long sword, which pierced his heart.
It's time to call it a day.
"Hey, this big stick is easy to use, but it's too brutal and violent, and it doesn't fit my image of a gentle, refined and easy-going handsome man. I still have to go find Master Shen Xiaoyan and forge a silver sword for me." .”
He thought silently in his heart.
"Guangjiang, the floor has been washed."
Lin Beichen turned around and said.
"Squeak."
Guangjiang started immediately.
A set of pipeline programs starts instantly.
Shi Zhongsheng, his wife, his daughter, and more than 30 white-clothed swordsmen from the Sword Immortal Academy all stared at Lin Beichen, with turbulent waves in their hearts, excited expressions, ecstasy in shock, and disbelief in ecstasy .
It seems to have seen the light of salvation.
Ding Sanshi was also shocked.
But the expression is very calm, an expression that the old man has known for a long time.
After all, the son-in-law of the Hai clan is very tolerant and can pretend.
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