Chapter 950

"You, you... You are the realm of heaven?!!!"

There was an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Hiss!"

In response to him, it was a sharp sword.

Luo Yan cut off with one sword.

On the day of winning the battle, he felt that his wrist was cold, and his bloody sword fell from the air, with a bloody palm.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Win battle day cry out in pain.

People at the bottom are all looking silly.

"Can Luo Beichen coagulate his wings?"

"He's also heaven?"

"This, this is too strong."

"Tianjing luobeichen"?? Oh, my God The old man with white hair, who was not optimistic about Luoyan, had already knelt down with his head in his arms. He just felt that the world outlook had collapsed.

In his early twenties, he entered heaven. Is this still human?

Monster.

I think he has been practicing all his life, and it's only when he's about to enter the earth that he can live in the fifth level of Zongjing.

Man is three generations younger than him, but he has already set foot in heaven.

This, he is still that big mouthed comment Luo Beichen.

Lose, lose, die.

Slap in the face.

Hit the face hard.

The old man's face was swollen, and mu qingran's white eyes were so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

Although the other martial arts practitioners didn't make a big comment, they were also a little ashamed at this time.

Shame on your talent, shame on your ability.

People luobeichen in his early twenties set foot in heaven, what about us?

Compared with people, it's a dreg.

Practice martial arts, practice eight martial arts, and sell sweet potatoes at home.

Yu Mo's face was uncertain.

He always boasts that he is talented and proud. After all, it's rare for him to enter the mysterious world in his early twenties. However, seeing that Luo Yan is the same age as him, he has already set foot in the heaven, which really gives him a hard blow.

Looking at the beautiful Mu qingran's longing for the thin shadow in the air, Yu Mo knows that he should have no chance and turns back.

It's 1000 meters high.

Luo Yan pinches the neck of Win battle day with one hand, and the huge and incomparable Qi directly suppresses him to move.

"Win battle day, have you ever experienced despair?" Luo Yan sneers to ask a way.

Without waiting for him to answer, Luo Yan waved another sword.

"Er ah..." win battle day only feel a cold air across the broken wrist, a unbearable pain let him can't help howling out.

Luo Yan's sword is like a cook's sword. It cuts down the one inch arm of yingzhantian accurately.

No more, no less, just one inch.

The incision was as smooth as a mirror, and all the bones inside were cut neatly.

"Win battle day, you kill my aunt, torture my teacher, today I'll let you taste what life is not like death!"

Luo Yan continued to wield his sword, just like cutting melons and vegetables.

Winning battle day's arm fell inch by inch from the air.

It's like a factory machine cutting ham.

The day of winning battle screamed with pain and tears came out.

In the iron clank, also can't stand such lingchi punishment.

The people at the bottom were horrified.

This Luo Beichen is too cruel.

Who dares to provoke such people.

From this moment on, Luoyan was crowned with the name of killing God.

Before and Luo Yan have a day big festival of happy faction, at this time only feel afraid.

On the ship of Hehuan sect, Mo Chengying, the leader of the clan, was sweating and shaking his legs.

When he came here today, he wanted to see Luo Beichen killed by yingzhantian and express his evil spirit for Hehuan sect.

The result is to see Luo Beichen in the massacre win battle day, scared.

Even the winning day of Tianjing is not an opponent. I'm a natural fart.

"From now on, lift all the arrest orders for Luo Beichen, and when you see him, you will take a detour with your tail between your legs." Mo Chengying's trembling order.

"What about Jiang Weiyin?" A disciple asked.

"Pa!" Mo Chengying slaps her hard.

"Do you want to see me cut into sausages! What can Luo Beichen's women do? I didn't see what would happen to win the battle. I saw Jiang Weiyin walking around with his tail between his legs. " Mo Chengying roared.

He doesn't know if Jiang Weiyin is Luo Beichen's woman, but the relationship won't be too bad, at least he is a lover in bed.

Otherwise, Luo Beichen will kill all the people of Hehuan sect in Wanfo temple, and take away Jiang Weiyin in front of the world.

When it came back to zongmen, Mo Chengying was furious.

Jiang Weiyin is a widow for his son Mo Shoufan. She is also the core of his Hehuan school's participation in the next small country trial. How can she be taken over by others? She must be taken back.

Now, give Mo Chengying 100 courage, dare not move Jiang Weiyin.

Long life? Annoyed Luo Beichen, every minute to kill the Hehuan sect, to destroy the clan.

"Luo Beichen, release my master, or I'll burn your woman!"

At this time, there was a roar.

On the ship where the students of the Tianmen group gathered, a great master jumped onto the mast and was pouring a barrel of gasoline on Lin Xin.

There's a torch burning down there.

"She's missing a hair. You'll all have to be buried with her!" Luo Yan stops his sword and his whole arm has been cut off.

"If we want to be buried with Yingshi, we are not afraid of death." The big master said loudly.

"The students who win will never be greedy for life and afraid of death!"

All the people below yelled.

These students are all from yingzhantian's childhood. Many of them are orphans.

Although yingzhantian is cruel to outsiders, he is extremely protective of his students.

Therefore, these students are also loyal to him.

"Luo Beichen, although you have cloud wings, the distance is too far. As long as we move our fingers, your woman will be buried in a fire. Even if you kill us all, she will be completely disfigured. You don't want to see your gorgeous woman destroyed."

When Lin Xin heard this, her eyes were filled with tears, but she gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

She didn't want Luoyan to be held back because of her.

She also believed that Luo Yan would save her.

I will save her.

"As long as you let the winner go and let us get out of here, I guarantee you that the woman is intact." The purpose of this man is not to hurt Lin Xin, but to save yingzhantian and leave here.

"No way!"

"Victory day must die today!"

"You must die, too!"

Luo Yan's voice is cold, and he pinches Jue at the same time.

"He's casting! Hurry, hurry, burn the woman The great master found something wrong and roared.

The man below immediately threw out the torch in his hand!

Dozens of torches flew to Lin Xin.

Lin Xin closed her eyes in despair.

"Black coffin!"

"Protect!"

Suddenly, a low voice sounded, Luo Yan five fingers burst.

There are six black walls around Lin Xin, forming a black coffin to wrap her. All the torches thrown at her are engulfed by the black coffin.

"It's him!"

Mu qingran on the boat suddenly solidified his expression.

The black coffin, the back from the sky, the dream that has troubled her for many years, is coming again today, shaking mu qingran's body.

"He killed Ying fan, he saved me, that's not a dream!"

"I understand that yingzhantian is the father of Yingfan. He came to Beijing to avenge Luoyan for killing Yingfan."

"Originally from the beginning to the end, Luo Yan has been secretly protecting me. What have I done? Betray him, betray him,..."

Mu qingran's delicate body collapsed, tears burst out, and an uncontrollable regret rushed to her heart.