Chapter 863

There was a daze in the eyes of the thousand grass God.

He obviously couldn't understand the meaning of the sentence.

And there's no time to think about it.

Because in the moment of his distraction, the Lord of the sword suddenly made a move.

The sword light of the full moon has come like a raging tide.

Dogs and women don't talk about martial arts.

The thousand grass God cursed in his heart. The long gun in his hand rotated like a disk. The red shadow turned into a shield. Between the circulation of Shinto runes, he blocked and smashed the sword shadow from the head-on attack.

There are twelve pairs of sword wings behind the Lord of the sword, which open in an instant.

She is eager for a thousand grass gods.

The sound of the dragon's song rings.

Thousand grass God wrist a shake, red shadow long gun a shot out.

Ding!

The tip of the sword collides with the end of the spear.

The surging divine power took the collision point as the center, suddenly exploded, and scattered in all directions.

Lin Beichen protects his hairstyle and slowly pulls away.

"Kill him, kill him."

He boomed.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Thousand grass God eyebrows jump.

They are two gods fighting.

It's not a street fight.

Lin Beichen, can you be more grandiose in your mother's observation?

"I'll let you know what cruelty is when I get rid of this stupid woman."

The roar of qiancaoshen is surging in the sea of fire.

He saved the thought of quick battle and quick decision. After a little trial, he directly opened up.

"Magic - the end of heaven in Kowloon."

Among the cheers, the flame spear in qiancaoshen's hand turned into nine dragons, with the flame of annihilation in his mouth, galloping out, as if a real dragon had come, breaking through the sea of clear power and strangling towards the Lord of the sword.

Lin Beichen's heart moved.

Is this a strangulation that ignores the opponent's defense?

The mystery of divinity?

"Shenshu - one sword produces three shadows."

The long sword in the Lord's hand was shocked and divided into three silver sword balls, which flowed around his body like three full moons. At the moment when the Nine Dragons contacted, they burst out irresistibly and turned into ten thousand pieces of sword Qi, forming a chaotic storm, which destroyed the form and spirit of the nine dragons.

"It's just a trick."

The thousand grass God once again conjures up the flame gun of the dragon, raises his hand and stabs it.

In the middle of the gun, thousands of cold flowers were blooming, which seemed to be the twinkling of stars in the sky at this moment, sketching out a strange star map, which made people psychedelic and enchanting.

The blade behind the Lord of the sword was shocked, which also urged him to send out tens of thousands of endless sword lights and fight up without showing weakness.

Boom boom!

In the void, the brilliant energy burst out like the impact of stars.

The energy wave of terror swept all over the country.

Lin Beichen retreated slowly and finally stood over the wall of the capital.

The invisible inborn mysterious Qi is slowly pushing forward to block the surging aftereffect of divine power, so as to avoid the citizens in the city from being affected.

But his eyes are always focused on the battle between the two gods.

This is a rare opportunity.

Lin Beichen hopes to analyze the fighting methods, terrors and weaknesses of the gods by watching the war.

He secretly turned on the video of his mobile phone and recorded the whole process.

In the battlefield, light and shadow flow.

The thousand grass God and the Lord of the sword keep fighting.

The alternate collision of Shenshu and attack and cutting moves makes the fighting style between gods incisively and vividly.

This is also the first time that Lin Beichen saw the battle between gods.

The power of divine skill is similar to that of heaven and man.

But for the transfer of the power of heaven and earth, it is more harmonious than the skill of heaven and man. Although it has not been confirmed, Lin Beichen has a strange intuition that if the skill of heaven and man is superior to the skill of God, it will be suppressed.

Gradually, the Lord of the sword fell into the wind.

After all, the gap between the 2.6 million fans and believers is hard to be filled by magic and will.

Boom!

The most intense collision.

The figure is divided.

The silver sword in the hand of the Lord of the sword breaks and flies.

The hair band is broken.

The long black hair dances like a black fire in the turbulent flow of energy.

The bright red bloodstain dyed the white cheek red.

She is in the void, staggering backward, step by step, in the air to step out of a roaring sound, the air flow under her feet is like the moon in the water, spot by spot broken!

"It's too weak."

Of course, qiancaoshen will not miss such an opportunity.

He has been ready for a long time to regain his magic power.

"Death."

The sound of the dragon's song resounds everywhere.

The Lord of the sword was suppressed in an instant. Nine Dragons carrying the fire of destroying the world swept in and surrounded the Lord of the sword, bombarding and twisting wildly

"Poof."

The Lord of the sword opened his mouth and shot out a blood arrow.

God's blood fell into the sky and dyed the night red.

"Fate is always on my side."

A cruel grin appeared on qiancaoshen's face: "the era of shenchou in dongdaozhenzhou is coming. You can shed the first drop of blood. It won't be long before I..."

The voice is not lost——

A flash of silver.

The silver javelin, which pierced him not long ago, once again shot him with no suspense

"Ah, damn..."

Thousand grass God staggers back.

He's not unprepared.

But he was pierced by the silver javelin again.

Boom!

There was a shock.

Once again, qiancaoshen's body was shattered by the silver gun, and turned into bone scraps and blood rain all over the sky.

"Lin Beichen, you should die ten thousand times."

The roar of anger roared between heaven and earth.

Sputtered blood drops, cracked bones, scattered flesh and organs agglomerate again at an incredible speed, and in a twinkling of an eye, they agglomerate again.

The speed of recovery is much stronger than Lin Beichen's milk.

He stood in the void, staring at Lin Beichen, and the anger in his eyes was like substance.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Beichen reaches out his hand and holds the Lord of the sword. He gives a warm and pure smile to qiancaoshen and says, "why don't you hide?"

A blue light envelops the Lord of the sword.

[hydrotherapy].

Lin Beichen opened the milk.

The thousand grass God is enveloped in the flame of divine power, approaching step by step.

Where he steps, the void burns fire.

Leave a trail of fire.

"You die together."

He was furious and burned his power at all costs.

Magic - burning the city with fire.

The winding flame began to imprison the surrounding void, divide the space, outline a lonely city, and turn the empty air into a swamp burning everything, trapping Lin Beichen and the Lord of the sword.

There is no casting of fierce power.

The evil spirit is overwhelming.

"Lin Beichen, you are a mole ant and insect, and your javelin will never hit again. If you don't believe it, you can sneak attack again..."

The voice is not lost.

A flash of silver.

The body of qiancaoshen was shot through again by the silver javelin.

"You..."

A thousand grass gods face incredible look.

How is that possible?

This gun

"This is an out of bounds soldier? You... "

He finally understood.

Boom!

There was a shock.

The body of qiancaoshen was shocked again.

In the flash of streamer, the javelin returns to Lin Beichen's hands.

"Why did you ask me to shoot him?"

Lin Beichen looked at the Lord of the sword in his arms and said, "have you ever met such a strange request? Anyway, I heard it for the first time

The Lord of the sword closed his eyes and tried to recover his power

The spirit of qiancaoshen is almost reunited in an instant.

Moreover, the mystery of the divine skill "burning the city with fire" has not gone away.

It's more violent.

"You go..."

The Lord of the sword knew that the opportunity had been lost, and said: "you can't kill him. No mortal can kill a God. This is the iron curtain of God. No warrior in Zhenzhou can break it..."

Lin Beichen smiles a little and says: "isn't there still you?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Thousand grass God shrieked and laughed: "this poor fallen goddess, it's hard to protect herself. Do you rely on her? Boy, you are just a little mortal. Don't kill me, even my divine skill can't be broken. Even if you break my Divine Body ten thousand times, you can't do any harm to me... "

"Is it?"

Lin Beichen grinned and said mysteriously: "believe it or not, if I want to, I can make the Lord of the sword crown the power climax in an instant, rush to the peak, and kill you like a dog."

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