Time goes by.

There was no sound in the first arena.

It is getting closer and closer to the time limit for the opening of the battle of life and death between heaven and man.

Yu Shibei, a city under the control of one person, is full of momentum, which makes more than 600000 Beihai people unable to breathe.

But Lin Beichen has not appeared yet.

"It's not the fear of death that makes you run away without fighting, is it?"

In the VIP box, [Feisha Tianren] Sha Santong joked intentionally or unintentionally, but released a certain signal and attitude.

As soon as Xiao Ye raised his eyebrows, he was ready to speak.

Mr. Xiao coughed softly.

Xiao Ye's thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly. He forbeared and didn't refute.

"Brother Lin will not escape."

Another voice rang out, but it was the seventh prince with a crooked neck. Under the gaze of the people, the prince, who was crowned prince a few days ago, said word by word: "although he is a bit cynical many times, under his ostentatious and absurd style, it is his iron and proud style, and he will never escape."

"Oh, little cripple."

[Feisha Tianren] Sha Santong sneers, showing contempt.

In the VIP box, the faces of many Beihai nobles show the color of shame and indignation. The words of Sha San Tong are no different from humiliating the Beihai royal family.

Compared with Ji Wushuang and Lu Xin, who came from the top Empire, Sha Santong, who came from a small quicksand country, seems rude and arrogant, which many people have learned in the past.

I just didn't expect that he was so blatant today.

The seventh Prince's angry eyes were full of fire, and the well shaped veins on his forehead were protruding. He was staring at Sha Santong. The latter looked at each other with a defiant face, and even said the word "waste" again in silence, making no secret of his provocation.

"Father..."

There was only a six-year-old daughter beside her. She had a keen intuition about danger. She didn't know what was going on, but instinctively gently pulled her father's sleeve.

The seventh prince took a deep breath and did not speak again.

Lin Beichen, this time, you must fight for a breath.

He took care of his teeth and held his daughter in his arms.

The eyes of Sha San Tong passed over the little girl who was carved with powder and jade. There was a trace of evil color.

Born in a small country, he rarely had such an opportunity to become an ambassador in the mission of the central Empire alliance. In his opinion, this should have been an opportunity to exploit himself, but he was very dissatisfied with the performance of the Beihai empire.

This kind of small means of insulting each other's royal family members made him feel a little bit

The joy of life.

However, when the battle between heaven and man is over, he doesn't mind using other more cruel means to teach Beihai people a lesson.

When!

Dangdang!

The long bell of Qingyue rings above the first arena.

coming.

This is the countdown to the battle between heaven and man.

After ten long bells have rung, the battle begins.

One after another, it seems that the bell is ringing heavily on the heart of every Beihai people, shaking their heartstrings madly.

Why don't you come yet?

Why does the imperial hero Lin Beichen not appear?

At this moment, no matter in the first arena, or in the capital, in other provinces, as well as in front of the xuanjing large screen on the northern frontier, every Beihai person was anxiously waiting.

When -!

The eighth.

When -!

The ninth.

Yu Shibei was the only one on the first stage of the storm.

All Beihai people's heart, hanging in the throat.

You're not coming, are you?

Care is chaos.

This idea came out of everyone's mind unstoppably.

When -!

The last bell rings.

Yu Shibei, who has been standing on the challenge arena with his eyes closed, suddenly opens his eyes.

At that moment, it seemed that there were two sharp arrows shooting out of her eyes, piercing the void.

"Here you are at last."

Her voice resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

And it's at this time——

Whew!

A green sword light, hanging from the sky.

It's like the light of creation when the heaven and the earth opened and the great and the great were separated. This sword directly broke the void above the first arena.

To everyone's feeling, the picture in the field of vision, is like a piece of cloth, torn by this sudden amazing sword.

The air waves visible to the naked eye, like the separated sea water, rolled towards both sides of the sword light.

Jianguang refers to Yu Shibei.

This Aurora Shenshe, who had been practicing in qunimagobi for decades, suddenly broke the hair band on his head and burst out like a waterfall!

Yu Shibei's face flashed a strange color.

The moment you raise your hand, the "crying bow of polar God" is already in your hand.

A touch of long fingers.

Hum!

Suddenly the bowstring trembled.

Between the trembling sound circulation, bursts out the strange power.

Boom!

Over the first stage of the storm, the sky breaking sword seemed to be cut off from the nine clouds. The green light of the sword was slightly stunned. Immediately, it continued to press down and burst out at an altitude of 20 meters away from the challenge arena!

The energy of terror distorts the void.

Green and silver air burst.

Fortunately, at this moment, the guard array of the first stage of the wind and cloud has been completely opened, and the light orange shield suddenly covers the challenge arena with a radius of kilometers, which makes the turbulent and terrifying energy flow be contained in the challenge arena, and does not affect the crowd around the stand.

All people in this moment, there is a kind of hair standing up the sense of fear.

No one thought that at the moment when the last bell rang, there would be such a thrilling scene.

On the ring.

When the violent energy flow gradually calmed down, more than 600000 eyes finally saw that Lin Beichen, dressed in white, appeared in the challenge arena.

Under the sun, the black hair is as beautiful as ink. It's almost unreal. It's like the son of God who came from the divine world with the sword just now.

A brief silence.

It was a volcanic eruption.

600000 Beihai people in the stands at this moment, can no longer contain their own inner excitement, crazy to jump up.

The feeling that all hopes are pinned on the appearance of a certain person, and the person who waits left and right just doesn't appear. When the emotional tension of waiting is about to turn into disappointment, that person finally steps on the colorful auspicious clouds. More than 600000 Beihai people in the first arena feel it clearly and thoroughly this time.

Their emotions, at this moment, burst out uncontrollably.

The passion in the first arena is like a volcano in eruption.

Lin Beichen has a smile on his face that he has contacted hundreds of times.

He pretended to wave naturally to the audience in the stands.

So the cheers were louder and wilder.

"You're late."

Yu Shibei has sharp eyes and looks at Lin Beichen.

While waving to the audience, Lin Beichen naturally said: "isn't the real main coffee the last one? Only supporting actors can't wait to get on the stage. "

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