Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Chapter 513: The strongest enemy!

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I had a great time.

Lin Beichen said on the spot that he was confused.

it turns out…

Won

At the moment when the threat of death comes, a sword cuts through the predicament

No.

Now it seems there are no death threats.

In fact, the old man was very smart from the beginning.

Looking at Qian Duoying, it was like watching a monkey, letting his opponent arrange the so-called perfect killing situation in a flashy way, and then chopped it to pieces with a light sword.

Is this the old man's true strength

Lin Beichen was blind.

The sword that was as pale as a chrysanthemum just now really has a kind of simplicity, and the secret of returning to nature is in it.

Even Lin Beichen was greatly touched.

Killed a great master of martial arts with one sword.

What kind of strength is this

Wow.

This old man pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger.

This guy is just pretending to be good.

Sure enough, ginger is still spicy.

Lin Beichen was still thinking about whether to turn on the WIFI hotspot and let the old man share his power, but he did it casually.

This was definitely an unexpected surprise.

The surrounding Yunmeng citizens also cheered and roared crazily.

The sound is like a frenzy.

Five decisive battles.

Best of five.

Originally in an absolutely disadvantaged position, they prayed for a miracle, but unexpectedly they won two games as soon as they started.

At this moment, the Yunmeng City human race had completely taken the lead.

Just one more win...

This is a great situation like a dream.

Lin Beichen was surprised and excited.

Very good.

In the next game, he will fight.

Maximum winning rate.

As long as we win this battle, the final outcome of today's battle will be completely settled.

opposite.

Sitting firmly in the endless black waves of Diaoyutai, the gloom in my eyes can make water drip from my eyes.

He never dreamed that the second battle would end like this.

That washed-up, drunken old dandy actually possesses such unbelievable combat power - Qian Duoying's strength is definitely not weak, nor is he careless in the slightest, but he can't even block Ling Taixu's sword.

The situation took a turn for the worse in an instant.

If he loses another game, he and the Sea Clan will be nailed to the pillar of shame today.

The other strong men from the Sea Clan were also stunned.

I originally thought that today's battle would be an absolute crushing of the poor human race.

Who knows, two battles and two defeats.

Instead, he was slapped in the face.

Everyone in the Aurora Empire's envoy also showed surprise and shock.

Judging from the summary of information before the war, today's battle should be a long-planned insult and torture of the Beihai people by the Hai clan.

But now they have seen the terrifying resilience of Beihai people.

As old enemies, they felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

Prince Yu shook his head gently.

The sea tribe is still too naive.

They thought they had done a lot of research on the human empire on land and already knew the North Sea Empire very well, but in fact, the pride and superiority rooted in their bones made them always accustomed to being aloof and self-righteous.

For example, the Hai Clan has definitely collected information about Ling Taixu.

But apparently what they gathered was just the appearance.

The true horror of this former God of War living in the world of mortals has not been truly explored.

Prince Yu's eyes were fixed on Ling Taixu.

There was a very strange feeling in his heart.

This God of War, who once roamed the battlefield, wielded soldiers like a god, and was invincible, had undergone some strange changes in his body.

It was as if he had completely negated his former demigod.

Start walking a new path.

So, what impact did that incident have on him

What is the conclusion of the military god's reflection

Is he using his actions to make new attempts

Prince Yu always maintained sufficient respect for the empire's former greatest enemy.

And just then—

boom!

A strong and cold oppressive aura rose into the sky, instantly filling all directions and covering the entire square, as if the Doomsday God of Death crawled out from under hell and was ready to harvest all lives and souls.

The dark black sea mysterious energy surged crazily like a ghost.

Heilang Wuya's figure fell heavily on the ring.

He raised his finger and pointed at Lin Beichen.

"The third battle, you and me."

The voice was cold, like two pieces of blue ice rubbing against each other.

Everyone who heard this sound couldn't help but shudder.

Lin Beichen took a deep breath.

He took 98K from Xiao Binggan.

"Small phone, use the QR code scanning function to scan this big shark for me."

He ordered in his mind.

This battle must be fought by him personally.

Therefore, to be cautious, Lin Beichen decided to complete the scan before entering the ring.

Otherwise, if he gets on the ring, this bullshit will have no boundaries, and he will shamelessly strike first. I am afraid he won't be able to find a chance to practice scanning.

Soon, the scan results came out—

"Heilang Wuya, the leader of the Shark tribe in Xihaiting, is 98 years old, in his prime, possesses the mysterious energy of the sea with the dark attribute of storm, and has reached the eighth level of peak martial arts Grandmaster realm..."

"Good at weapons, double fists, dark scales..."

"The main combat skills are [Sea-breaking Killing Fist], [Double Dragon Strangling Fist], [Dark Scale Storm], the special skills [Dragon Gate Punch], [Dark Scale]..."

"Weakness: The moment the Dark Scales explode, the twenty breaths after Longmen punches..."

Lin Beichen glanced at it and immediately knew what was going on.

He bit a [Liuwei Shenhuang Pill] under his tongue, nodded to Chu Hen and others, and then walked towards the ring step by step.

Walking very slowly.

Because he was sending WeChat messages while walking.

"Are you sure that the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian, can't help?"

He asked Jian Xue Wuming again on WeChat.

"It's true, Brother Chen. It's not that I don't speak for you, but you are now in the Poseidon-occupied area. Even the Yunmeng Temple is occupied. The signals are different. The divine power of the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian, cannot be transmitted. .”

The news about Jian Xue Wuming seemed very candid.

"Then if I get beaten to death, you won't care, right?"

Lin Beichen decided to try to force him to death.

"The Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian, is trying to communicate with the Poseidon, hoping to save your life..."

Jianxue Wuming said.

"Uh... How is your relationship with Poseidon?"

Lin Beichen felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"how to say… "

Jianxue Wuming hesitated for a moment and said, "I have fought several times before, and it didn't matter whether I won or lost."

Lin Beichen: (?_?)

"Can you please tell me, Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian, not to mention my name to Lord Poseidon? Please let me go."

He sent a direct message.

"Don't be so sad. There is still hope. Anyway, don't worry. I'm helping you find a way. You can survive as long as you can. Don't be in a hurry to give it away... I really don't want you to die."

Jian Xue Wuming warned worriedly.

After sending several messages in a row, Lin Beichen finally came to the ring.

The figures confront each other.

The tense atmosphere spread invisibly.

"I've heard a lot about your deeds."

Heilang Wuya stared at Lin Beichen and sighed: "Your supporters call it a miracle, and there is only one reason why they can muster the courage to resist the rule of the Hai Clan in Yunmeng City. That’s because you exist.”

"Even if you praise me to death, I won't show mercy."

Lin Beichen said: "However, because you are so sincere, stick out your dog's head and I will let you see my big baby."

After saying that, [Snowy Eagle] was downloaded into my hands.

Just raise your hand and shoot.

boom!

There was a flash of fire.

Heilang Wuya smiled coldly.

He raised his hand and grabbed it in the void.

The [Snowy Eagle] bullet, which could seriously injure a fourth-level martial arts master in an instant, was caught in the palm of his hand.

The cost was just a tremor in the palm of my hand.

"Is this the [One-Handed Sword Seal] that you are proud of?"

The corner of Heilang Wuya's mouth curled up with a trace of ridicule: "The surprise is very strong. It may be extremely lethal to deal with those martial arts masters who are in name only, but for me... haha."

He spread his palms.

There was a dark, anxious color between his palms.

It can be seen that the power of [Snowy Eagle] still caused a certain amount of damage to his palm.

But it was just a flesh wound.

It looks like a scratch on the palm of an ordinary person's hand.

Let alone fatal, it is not even close to posing a threat.

Moreover, at the moment when Heilang Wuya stretched out his palm to show off, the burnt wound quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant it recovered to the point where no trace could be seen at all.

"I heard that your [One-Handed Sword Seal] consumes profound energy. With your cultivation level, you can only use it three times at most, right?"

Heilang Wuya asked sarcastically.

"That's the old almanac..."

Lin Beichen moved: "I am very durable now."

Bang bang bang!

[Snowy Eagle] continuously spits out flames.

With the energy supplement from the Black Stone, the [Snowy Eagle] magazine has a capacity of 20 rounds. Once fully filled, it can be fired twenty times at a time.

Lin Beichen used the forbidden move [Ultimate Moment] of [Flying Eagle and Swallow]. He was as fast as a meteor, constantly changing positions, appearing and disappearing, and raising his hands to attack continuously.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lin Beichen's figure looks like an immortal, constantly changing positions. He is really cool and unrestrained. He has the astonishingly powerful [One-Handed Sword Seal] at his fingertips, which can be said to be unparalleled in splendor.

There were sounds of 'sword energy' breaking through the air.

The power of the one-handed sword seal is fully revealed.

Even many strong men from the Sea Clan had serious expressions on their faces.

This person favored by the gods of the human race is indeed arrogant.

This instant [One-Handed Sword Seal], which can be fired dozens of times without any obstruction, is enough to kill many mid-level martial arts masters.

But unfortunately, what he met today was Heilang Wuya, the leader of the Shark tribe in Xihaiting, [Flying Shark God General].

The maximum power of [One-Handed Sword Seal] cannot break through Heilang Wuya's defense. Even if it is fired continuously, it is meaningless.

"If your method is nothing more than this, then today is the moment to break the backbone of the Yunmeng human race."

Heilang Wuya stood there, raising his hands continuously.

Every time he raised his hand to grab it, he would catch the energy pouring out of the [Snowy Eagle] in his palm and crush it with all his strength.

The physical body, profound energy, and mental power of an eighth-level martial arts grandmaster are all extremely condensed. Even without the use of eyes, one can catch the trajectory of a 'bullet' with martial arts intuition.

Lin Beichen emptied the 'magazine' continuously in an instant.

"Have you reached your limit?"

Heilang Wuya sneered.

Immediately, a terrifying cold light burst out from his eyes.

"Then you try to take one of my blows... sea-breaking killing punch, kill~!"

He pumped his fist.

Punch out.

This is one of his main combat skills.

The dark black murderous energy of the underworld condensed into a fist seal, instantly locked onto Lin Beichen, and struck through the air.

Lin Beichen suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

His body was locked.

There's no way to dodge it.

"Is this the meaning of the word 'kill by force'?"

Shameless bitch.

A strong man locks up men.

At this moment, Lin Beichen opened all his cards without hesitation.

[Crazy Tactics for Promoting Qi Against Blood] is activated...

[NetEase Cloud Music] BGM playback…

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword is in hand...

Hold the sword with both hands.

Swing the sword and slash vertically.

[Sword Seventeen]'Sword Five'—

Open the sky and slash!

Cut open the sky.

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword is a magical weapon at the level of a Taoist weapon. The power that amplified and exploded instantly made Lin Beichen's combat power reach the limit.

And the earth-attribute mysterious power he awakened has the effect of borrowing and unloading force.

The so-called borrowing power means that when Lin Beichen steps on the earth under his feet, he can borrow strength from the earth.

As long as he puts his feet on the ground, power can flow into his body continuously.

There is an upper limit to the amount of borrowed power.

The unloading allows Lin Beichen to transform the power he bears into the ground beneath his feet, thereby avoiding physical injury.

Of course, there is an upper limit to the unloading force.

The upper limits of borrowing force and unloading force are both positively correlated with one's own earth attribute profound energy realm.

At this moment, Lin Beichen made no secret of his cultivation and exploded.

The purple lightning sword struck down with one strike.

A huge sword light a hundred meters long formed in an instant, with dense purple talismans twinkling and flashing, it shot out of the air and slashed towards the Yin Realm Killing Fist Seal.

boom!

Fist seals and sword light bombarded.

The terrifying power instantly exploded like a nuclear bomb.

The dazzling light made the arena look like a small sun blooming for an instant, and the dazzling brilliance made all the spectators around them close their eyes.

The huge main island of New City was shaken by a huge earthquake.

Everyone in the square, those who lacked strength, fell to the ground and screamed.

The shock waves spread out, setting off waves several meters high on the surrounding lake.

at the same time.

The gorgeous chariot that has been staying five hundred meters away from the ring is full of water vapor.

A person behind him suddenly stood up.

Another person grabbed him.

"He's still holding on."

"But… "

"As you said, he should be given a chance to grow on his own."

"Okay... okay."

"Haha, I want to ask you, if Lin Beichen and I are in danger at the same time, and you can only save one of them, who will you save?"

"This...I..."

"Hehe, forget it, I'm just kidding you."

After a pause, the female voice said softly: "Don't worry, if he is in danger, I will take action. I am the eldest princess of the sea tribe. If I rescue people, I will not break the rules of the human race and will not ruin today's battle."

"I'm embarrassing you."

The man sat back slowly.

The dazzling light on the arena dispersed.

The two figures gradually became clearer.

Lin Beichen's body exploded back fifty meters.

His feet left a series of clearly visible footprints on the ground, from deep to shallow, until where he stood, there were no more traces on the ground.

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword buzzed and vibrated endlessly.

Like a frightened and twisted purple snake.

Lin Beichen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the severe pain in his body slowly dissipated.

Is this the power of an eighth-level martial arts master

The power generated by the main combat skill is so terrifying.

At that moment, Lin Beichen had the illusion that he was like a pea on a millstone, about to be completely crushed into powder.

But luckily I held on.

Among all the enemies he has encountered since traveling through time, this leader of the Shark tribe is undoubtedly the strongest.

So much so that for a moment, Lin Beichen suspected that even Mr. Lianshan, who had received the help of evil spirits from outside the world, might not be this person's opponent.

If he hadn't borrowed the force from the earth and used the technique of unloading force to continuously pour the force he endured into the arena floor at his feet through retreating, his organs would have been displaced and he would have been seriously injured. .

Strong enemy.

Lin Beichen's wrist trembled.

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword stopped, and purple light flowed from the sword.

opposite.

Heilang Wuya looked casual and had a light complexion.

"Hehehe, not bad, very good."

He nodded slightly and said with a faint smile: "Lin Beichen, with your age and cultivation, you can actually resist my [Killing Punch] head-on... You can start to be proud."

Obviously, Heilang Wuya was quite surprised by Lin Beichen's amazing performance of resisting his own blow head-on without being killed or injured.

At this time, he had to admit that he had to get to know Lin Beichen again.

This young boy from the human race is truly extraordinary in being able to become the spiritual pillar of hope for all the races in Yunmeng City.

Otherwise, let alone a small second-level martial arts master, even some sixth- or seventh-level martial arts masters with extremely strong cultivation levels would be seriously injured, coughed up blood, and completely lost under his [Strong Killing Fist] attack. combat effectiveness.

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Two in one, thanks to Junye Caojian for the big reward of ten thousand, thanks to Zhucheng, Dao Meng Dao Jianxiao Xiao Ye, Dao Brother No Brother, Yuluo Xingchen Yao and everyone for their support.