Chapter 426

Do you know me?

These words, like a heavy hammer of ten thousand catties, pounded hard on the hearts of a few black clad soldiers, making their hearts beat wildly.

Of course.

I don't know.

After today, Lin Beichen's name will shake the whole empire.

After all, the one handed sword seal is so strong that it is hard to believe. In the midst of lightning, it explodes Jiang Ziliu's arms and Qu chuxiao's head, leaving two famous martial arts masters dead and maimed.

Such a record has already attracted enough attention.

Once you reach the master level, you can also be regarded as a character.

The great masters of the Beihai Empire, say more, say less.

It can definitely be regarded as a group of figures at the top of the pyramid at the level of imperial martial arts.

Lin Beichen's performance on the stage of the exchange competition has shocked all parties.

"Mr. Lin, please go back the same way."

The leader of the black armour warrior, who was fierce in color, was not so tough. He said: "seven days later, Qiancao temple will attack the temple to test the gods. Yunmeng temple has been blocked. No one can enter it. We are also under orders."

"At whose command?"

Lin Beichen asked curiously.

The Black Warrior hesitated a little and said, "Lord Eagle Wuji."

"He?"

Lin Beichen was really a bit surprised. He couldn't help laughing: "he's from the police department of Fengyu province. How can he help Qiancao province to attack the shrine of his own province? Tut Tut, this buttock is crooked enough. "

The black armour warrior leads the way: "the adult is just to avoid hurting the innocent."

"Hurt the innocent?"

Lin Beichen laughs ironically.

The leader of the black armour warrior's voice turned hard and urged: "it's useless to say more. Young master Lin, please go back the same way."

Lin Beichen continued to smile.

He vaguely felt that in the dense forest around the mountain road, with the help of the cover up of the rain, a lot of martial arts breath had been quietly hidden, hiding in the dark, vaguely surrounded himself.

You can even hear the sound of bowstring stretching slowly.

That's the sound of the bow.

It can be imagined that there are dozens of crossbows and arrows in the dark at this time, and the cold light is shining in the rain, aiming at himself.

"You may not know one thing."

Lin Beichen slowly put the umbrella away and put it on the side of the road.

He grinned and said, "I'm not only a member of the Yunmeng temple, but also one of the chief priests."

The voice is not lost.

He had a silver sword in his hand.

One shot.

Sword one.

The sword flashed.

The leader of the black armour warrior on the opposite side froze for a moment.

Lin Beichen's figure, like a ghost, disappeared in the same place.

The sword flashed four times in a row.

Four silver lights, in the twilight rain

.

The rain is getting louder and louder.

There was also a roar of thunder in the low air.

When Lin Beichen's figure disappeared in the distant mountain road, the figures of the black armor warriors in the rigid mountain road slowly fell down.

Chest, throat or brow

A little faint halo of blood in these parts of the corpse gently opened, immediately dyed the rain around, in the half destroyed mountain road, outlined a red stream, until the blood in these corpses completely dried up!

There was no smell of blood in the air.

The cold rain washed the earth and took everything away.

Ten people at a time.

……

Lin Beichen came to the temple.

The sound of singing came from the deep of the hall.

The young priestesses, aged 15, 66, 78 or so, dressed in immaculate priestess gowns, knelt down in front of the statue under the crown of the Lord of the sword, and chanted the sacred scriptures.

"Let the sword of light plough away the turbid darkness, and the dawn will come."

"When the darkness comes, only by waving the sword can we be saved!"

The holy and solemn clear air reverberates inside and outside the hall.

Beautiful like moving 3D rendering animation.

Lin Beichen stood at the gate of the hall, waiting for his wet clothes to be dried.

Most of the maiden priests in the temple can be named.

In the past, he had a lot of contact with these innocent girls during the period of learning Shinto classics with master Qin.

When we are together with them, Lin Beichen will have a kind of carefree feeling that he has come back to his previous life as a student.

This kind of feeling is totally not felt in the third junior college.

They are all innocent girls, but they have to undergo the test of "attacking the temple to test the gods".

How cruel.

Once Yunmeng temple is lost, what kind of fate will they suffer?

It's definitely worse than death.

Lin Beichen thought at the door.

Behind him came the sound of footsteps.

A familiar, light, and rainy day more cold body fragrance came.

Lin Beichen already knows who is coming.

He turned.

Sure enough, I saw the beautiful face of Qin's chief priest.

"Here you are?"

The chief priest of Qin, with his face as usual, handed over a White Velvet Cloak and said, "haven't you mastered the mysterious Qi of fire yet? I can't stop the rain. "

Ah.

Lin Beichen's heart is suddenly warm.

When I saw that I was wet, I handed over my clothes like a gentle wife.

Sister Qin is concerned about me.

Ah.

He took the cloak.

Sister Qin, I am willing to die for you for the third time.

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