Chapter 709

Lin Beichen in the battle, seeing this scene, nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, that's what you should do as the second most powerful person in this scene."

He praised Loushanguan.

The old man with white hair was surprised and angry.

How could this young man be so distracted?

"Kill."

The black staff is the shadow of the sword in the sky.

Lin Beichen waved his sword to stop him.

Clang clang.

The concussion and roar of swords and sticks resounded all over the world.

If such a battle scene is an animation, then the funds for special effects at this time are absolutely burning crazily, and most small companies will go bankrupt instantly.

Around the valley slope, there are snow waves rolling.

It's like an avalanche.

"Retreat to the high ground."

Feixue made a decision and made a choice.

The people in the camp reacted very quickly and withdrew quickly. They tried to stay away from the battlefield of the two Heaven and man to avoid being affected.

Wang Zhong, in particular, runs faster than a dog.

As the second force value representative of this episode, Lou SHANGUAN's performance is very loyal.

He's trying to cover the crowd.

Finally retreated to a safe distance, and then looked up, Lou SHANGUAN's heart set off a storm.

Because he found that in the battlefield, Lin Beichen even suppressed the white haired owl.

"Why did the young men of heaven in the early Jin Dynasty have such strong fighting power?"

Although there have been seen Lin Beichen killed the enchanted Liang Yuandao intelligence and photo images, Lou SHANGUAN is still shocked.

Because the white haired owl in front of him has the lowest level of fighting power.

Is it true that a second-class heaven can't beat the heaven in the early Jin Dynasty?

It's ridiculous.

But that's the truth.

Loushanguan suddenly remembered the words of the white haired owl God before.

What is that so-called Red Star Stone Pendant?

How could this mysterious heaven and man be so concerned?

The subtext of the white haired owl ghost directly points out that the reason why Lin Beichen's accomplishments soared was related to Lin Jinnan, the former imperial God of war.

Is it possible in this world to make man-made quick success?

No way.

Loushanguan immediately denied this inference.

As a great master of martial arts, he has been stuck on the threshold of promotion for many years.

I know the horror of heaven and man.

Only gods can achieve heaven and man.

He looked up at the battle in the sky, felt the congenital Xuanqi wave from the battlefield, and felt it carefully.

For the strong man in his realm, it is of great benefit to watch the life and death struggle of Ferris class from such a close distance.

Boom!

Another bombardment.

"Poof..."

The white haired owl finally broke through the defense. He was shocked by the light of the sword and flew out.

But the silver sword in Lin Beichen's hand was smashed in an instant.

The Supreme Court made a judgment.

Lin Beichen has an absolute advantage.

"It's a pity that the ordinary sword can't bear my power completely... Alas, the purple magic sword can't be taken out from the net disk. It's embarrassing."

Lin Beichen changed a new silver sword.

Without hesitation, he cut it with one sword.

Sword three.

Assault, close, stab.

make smooth reading.

White left a silver arc in the air.

A young man with a handsome face, the style of this sword is like a banished immortal.

Whoa!

The sword light pierced the body of the white haired owl ghost old man.

But the next moment, the body of the latter, like a cloud of smoke in general dissipated.

phantom?

Lin Beichen was surprised.

Behind him came a subtle wave of energy.

Lin Beichen didn't want to, but he cut it with a backhand sword.

Sword seven.

Wall of sword wind.

Dozens of drops of blood, blocked by the wind wall, failed to bombard Lin Beichen.

A hundred meters away, the white haired owl ghost old man's real body, orange wrinkled face, showing a trace of color.

At this time, what kind of sword technique can block one's own skill?

However, after a little induction, a strange sneer appeared on the white haired owl's face: "is gold inborn? Ha ha, the killing power is really amazing, but... It's over. "

Lin Beichen crossed his sword to his chest and said curiously, "what's the end? The separation just now is your skill of heaven and man?"

True and false separation, directly deceived his perception, absolutely not ordinary star combat skills.

The white haired owl did not answer.

He gasped violently, and his chest made a strange sound like an old bellows, which fluctuated violently.

One part of the blood was blocked by Lin Beichen's sword wind wall, the other part was flashing strange red awn, floating in the air around him, flowing slowly, as if it were spread on an invisible nib, sketching strange lines in the air.

These blood colored lines look like the art of dark lines, but they are different.

Lin Beichen observes carefully with his sword.

The pattern is a combination of words and lines, and becomes a rectangular independent body. It floats unreal around the body of the white haired owl ghost. Sometimes it is made of red light, like a burning torch

This makes Lin Beichen a little familiar.

He immediately thought of the ghost talismans drawn by Maoshan Taoists with yellow paper and cinnabar.

"Fu Shu is a curse Fu Shu. Be careful, Lin Da Shao..."

See this scene of Lou Shan pass, seem to understand what, loudly remind a way.

Rune?

What's that?

Lin Beichen doubts between, suddenly feel the right hand of sword, a strange burning.

When he looked down, he was surprised.

Originally do not know when, on the back of the hand, a touch of bright red, like the outbreak of urticaria, is rapidly expanding.

It was a drop of the opponent's blood in the battle just now.

When did it happen?

Lin Beichen didn't notice it before.

I'm in.

He responded immediately.

opposite side.

The white haired owl's face was full of ridicule, and he set up his staff in front of him. The black staff settled the whole world. His hands and fingers were like phantoms, and he kept forging seals.

With the change of Yin FA, the energy in the four directions of heaven and earth is constantly extracted and gathered in the blood line.

The blood line talisman is an enchanting work.

Accompanied by this was the red spot of urticaria on the back of Lin Beichen's hand, which suddenly broke out with severe burning pain. Immediately, like a water halo, it began to sweep away towards the wrist, forearm and other positions.

"Is this Rune?"

Lin Beichen was quite surprised.

Another power beyond Xuanqi and Wudao system?

Or is it an advanced branch of Xuanwen?

"Da Shao, he's the master of the array. He can't be underestimated. Don't hit the trick..."

Loushan Pass incomparably nervous reminder came through the air.

Lin Beichen sighed.

The baby is starving and the milk is coming.

Why don't you remind me earlier?

"It's late."

The white haired owls and ghosts all finished. Looking at Lin Beichen's red right arm, he immediately melted the silver sword into molten steel and burst out laughing.

His body shape breaks empty, flow light in a flash, arrived at Lin Beichen's body, a stick toward Lin Beichen's tianlinggai to fall.

"Kill you, torture your soul, what Lin Jinnan left is clear when you come."

White hair owl ghost Mou Guang is cruel, some can't wait.

However——

Bang!

Lin Beichen, who was supposed to be in severe pain and was subdued by Fu Shu, suddenly raised his hand and grasped the black staff, and his wrist shook.

The terrible anti shock force surged in, and the white haired owl immediately heard the sound of his hands cleft and smashed with his black staff.

It's impossible?

He's clearly in the middle of the game.

Once in the art, even beyond the level of heaven and man, it is impossible to break so fast.

In the great shock, the white haired owl ghost immediately launches the rune, and is about to get out of the dangerous distance.

But Lin Beichen had been on guard for a long time, and the other hand held his neck.

A flash of silver.

Different from Lin Beichen's power of congenital Xuanqi, which was shown in the battle before, it suddenly poured into the body of the white haired owl.

Just stored its power, instantly dispelled.

At this moment, he understood why Lin Beichen was not subdued by his own art.

It turned out that there was another kind of congenital Xuanqi in his body.

The congenital Xuanqi that can restrain the power of art.

I'm careless.

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