Chapter 907

Blood mist burst out.

Bone spatter.

A man of heaven with three-level peak accomplishments, four martial arts masters, under Lin Beichen's big stick, was instantly turned into dregs.

"Oh ha ha ha, I want... What's the use of this silver stick?"

His backhand is another draw.

The target is the leader of TianDun gate.

The latter's face changed greatly. When he stepped back, he urged Xuangong, and a jade oval light shield appeared in front of him.

The light pattern on it is flowing, and the dark pattern symbol is flashing wildly, which gives a mysterious and powerful atmosphere. It is as thick as a sacred mountain and as long as the sky, giving people a strong sense of unbreakable.

"Xuanguang TianDun."

He drank a lot.

This is his skill.

The title of "Tian Dun Tian Ren" depends on this skill.

Boom!

The silver rod is drawn on the shield.

Click.

The sound of broken glass rings.

White cracks emerge.

"What?"

The head of TianDun sect has bulging eyes.

He didn't expect his Xuanguang TianDun to completely block Lin Beichen's attack.

But at least we can take off the force and retreat with it?

As a result, the strongest shield broke up in an instant.

Then I just feel that a force of peiran Moyu is surging, just like the collapse of heaven and the sea. It will directly destroy Xuanguang TianDun in an instant, and then the destructive force will directly submerge him

"Spare my life... Ah."

In the shrill scream, the leader of TianDun sect, who is famous for his defense, and his proud TianDun, turned into crumbs and disappeared into the void.

Several disciples standing behind the leader of TianDun sect were caught off guard. They were also swept by the silver stick and turned into bloody rain of limbs.

The power of a blow is so terrible.

In the twinkling of an eye, the leaders and followers of the two great martial arts forces turned into ghosts under the baton.

It's like a giant elephant treading on an ant.

Another example is the dragon's rampant attack on rabbits.

The leaders of other martial arts forces, seeing this scene, were so scared that their crotch was wet and their legs were soft.

"Run."

"This tusk is fierce. We can't resist it. Run away."

"Mom..."

In the loud voice, the leaders of Wudao forces turned around and fled.

The scene was so horrible that it was beyond their imagination.

In their limited knowledge of martial arts, they never thought that there was such a ferocious and terrible existence in this world.

Lin Beichen is not a mortal at all.

What we said before about joining hands with the enemy, and what we said about killing each other, now it seems that it's really pathetic.

Whew, whew!

A road figure, break open the void, toward the outside escape.

But——

"Go back."

"Presumptuous, my young master's disguise is not over, how dare you run?"

"Good, go back and be beaten."

"Squeak squeak."

Several voices were heard at the same time.

The fleeing leaders of martial arts and Taoism were intercepted by terrible forces before they got out of the wall of Jiansheng courtyard. They were shocked back to the courtyard and fell to the ground with a look of horror.

it turns out to be the case that

Xiao Binggan, Qianqian, Qianqian and Guangjiang are ready.

They're only in charge of interception.

I'm not responsible for killing.

After all, this is the highlight time for the young master.

How can you compete with the young master?

"Whoo - whoo!"

Xiao zhahu lies on the rockery blocking the gate of the courtyard and roars up to the sky.

"Wang Wu!"

"Meow."

Two strange voices mingled in the roar of the tiger.

But two variation of the cold wolf, a left and a right to follow in the brother little slag tiger side, issued a roar.

Just the sound?

Qianqian and Qianqian covered the big sweat bead on their forehead.

It seems that there are still sequelae when you take the second and third children as the little dogs and cats. It's strange.

Boom boom!

The slaughter continues.

In the twinkling of an eye, twelve of the 13 leaders of the martial arts and Taoism forces died.

No, to be exact, it should be twelve.

There is still the last deputy leader of Liujian sect. On the surface, she looks like a woman in her thirties. She is still wearing a gauze skirt. She is slim and has a beautiful face. She is holding a slender Liujian sword in her hand, shivering.

She looked at Lin Beichen in horror, retreated step by step, pleaded: "no, don't kill me, you can spoil me any way you want, don't kill me, I can be a slave and a maid..."

This first-class title of heaven and man, directly scared of the loss of wisdom.

It can't be said that she is weak willed.

Anyone who sees twelve companions whose strength is much higher than his own will be scared mad when they are almost crushed in less than one cup of tea and their limbs and arms are scattered on the ground.

Twelve strong men of heaven and man.

It's not twelve pigs.

Slaughterhouses don't kill pigs so fast.

"Spoil you?"

Lin Beichen said with disdain: "do you deserve it? You're old and ugly. You're so beautiful. You want to take advantage of my little fresh meat? Eat my stick. "

Boom!

One sweep.

"Ah..."

The deputy leader of liujianmen waved his sword to resist, and the sword broke and killed.

At the moment of her death, she came up with such an idea with great depression——

Yes, yes, I was defeated. For such a beautiful man as Lin Beichen, it's polluted to touch my finger, isn't it? I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. I really don't deserve to be ruined by him!

All of the 13 heads of Wudao power who came to see the bustling and invisible boxing, and their followers, were killed.

In the front yard of jianshengyuan, the floor is full of broken limbs and arms.

The blood flowed into a stream.

The courtyard became the slaughterhouse of Shura.

Tick, tick.

Blood drips down the silver mace.

Lin Beichen bared his teeth with a smile and showed his white teeth. He looked at Song Qiuyu, who was stunned and shivering, and said, "it's your turn."

"You..."

Song Qiuyu's voice is hoarse and hard to utter. He plucks up his courage and says, "you are too cruel. Are you not afraid of retribution when you kill so many people?"

"Retribution?"

Lin Beichen raised his hand to roll out a big back for himself, laughing: "Laozi is retribution."

The villain's sense of "Lao Tzu is the king's law" is both visual and aesthetic.

"You... You are not afraid of hurting Tianhe. You are so cruel, so mean and so vicious when you are young. You..."

Song Qiuyu looks pale and tries in vain to organize his own language.

"What's wrong with Tianhe? Cruel? Mean? Vicious? "

Lin Beichen couldn't help sneering and said, "come on, ask them, who are the cruel, mean, vicious and shameless people?" He pointed to those swordsmen in white in jianxianyuan who were excited, excited, burning with blood and could hardly speak.

The swordsmen in white look at Song Qiuyu.

They did not speak.

But the hateful look of eating his flesh and blood raw and sleeping his skin at night made the soul of the elder shudder.

He regretted it.

Poop!

Song Qiuyu kneels directly on the ground.

"I'm wrong, I admit it..."

He banged his head and begged, "I'm willing to do everything to make it up. Please forgive me, give me a chance, forgive me, forgive me..."

Not long ago, he said that he would teach Lin Beichen a lesson. His face was distorted by fear, and his face was begging. It was like a different person.

It turns out that the fourth level heaven and man will be afraid, and they will kneel and cry when they are afraid.

The swordsmen in white in jianxianyuan had a look of contempt in their eyes.

Heaven and man are not so terrible.

Their swordsman's heart got a sublimation and baptism.

Lin Beichen drags a silver stick 18cm above the ground.

Step by step close to song Qiuyu.

"Forgive you? That's what you've persecuted. It's something you're qualified to do. "

His face did not have the slightest pity, light way: "my task, is to send you to see them."

"You... I'll fight with you."

Song Qiuyu knew that he would not be spared. He immediately urged all the innate mysterious Qi in his whole body to the extreme. With a ferocious face, he struck out the lightning and wanted to die with Lin Beichen

Bang!

The answer is silver stick.

Song Qiuyu's brain burst, and his congenital mysterious Qi instantly diffused.

He fell down and lost all his life.

Lin Beichen put the silver stick away and summoned a silver sword, which pierced his heart.

Call it a day.

"Well, the stick is easy to use, but it's just too brutal and violent. It doesn't fit my gentle, gentle and easy-going image of a beautiful man. I still have to go to master Shen Xiaoyan to forge a silver sword for me."

He thought in silence.

"Light sauce, wash the floor."

Lin Beichen turns around.

"Squeak squeak."

The light sauce starts at once.

A set of pipeline program starts instantly.

At that time, Zhongsheng, his wife, daughter, and more than 30 swordsmen in white in jianxianyuan all stare at Lin Beichen. They are in a state of turmoil and excitement. They are shocked with ecstasy, and ecstatic with disbelief.

It's like seeing the light of salvation.

Ding Sanshi was also shocked.

But the performance is very calm. I knew it would be like this for a long time.

After all, the son-in-law of the Hai people is very tolerant and can pretend.

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Have a good weekend. Good morning, voter.

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