Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Another dead bald head.

and many more?

　　 Why should I say it again?

　　 Oh, yes, I just imagined myself as the dead bald donkey in Fahai.

　　 Fahai, if you don’t understand love, Leifeng Pagoda will fall.

　　 呸 呸 呸.

　　 Lin Beichen abandoned distractions and looked at the bald head.

　　 suddenly discovered the face of this dead bald donkey, somewhat familiar.

　　 When I look closely again, isn't this special lady just Liang Yuandao who has lost another circle?

　　 After losing half of the weight for the second time, the outline of that plump face was finally clearer. It looked very pleasing to the eye, and it was so handsome.

　　 Of course, compared with Lin Beichen, that was a thousand miles.

　　 The bald head rotated steadily, and then under the mirror of the blood pond, the neck and shoulders emerged.

"I am back again."

　　 Liang Yuandao smirked at Lin Beichen.

　　 Smiles are full of ridicule and banter.

　　 Lin Beichen sucked three bowls of Liangpi.

　　 Banana, you are a Barra.

　　 actually came back to life again.

　　 This is illogical, why can a final boss at the provincial capital city level be able to transform three times, die once, double his strength, and his appearance will become handsome.

　　What kind of exercise is this?

　　 Lin Beichen couldn't help being greedy.

　　 If Liang Yuandao is killed and licking the bag, I don't know if I can get this technique, it will be a **** profit.

　　 Just as his mind was floating, Liang Yuandao finally resurfaced completely from under the mirror of the blood pond.

　　 The body is still fat.

　　 But some muscles can be seen.

　　 finally belongs to the category of normal people, and is no longer the kind of fat man who makes people feel sick at first glance.

　　 And his hair grew out little by little, and it soon fell over his shoulders.

　　 Lin Beichen almost asked, "What brand do you use to diverge?"

　　 "I didn't expect it?"

Liang Yuandao’s face was already somewhat pleasing to the eye, full of sarcasm and joking, hehe smiled and said: "I’m back again, Lin Beichen, every time you kill me, I double the strength, and your moves are The flaws in my eyes are getting bigger and bigger...you are dead."

　　 Lin Beichen suddenly felt very painful.

　　 This kind of boss is really annoying.

　　 Before he couldn't find his real flaw, he couldn't completely kill him.

　　 His fault tolerance rate can almost approach positive infinity.

　　 And my own fault tolerance rate...

　　 As long as I miss it once, I am afraid it will be completely cold.

its not right.

　　 As the son of traversal, in addition to the golden finger, I also enjoy great luck. In the past, I used all my cards to crush others.

　　 How come you encounter this kind of enemy who is stronger than my protagonist's halo today?

　　 Is it the son of a plane that has encountered the enemy of his life?

　　 Still, everyone accidentally took the wrong script?

　　 Lin Beichen is a little heartbroken.

　　 "A new round of battle has begun."

　　 Liang Yuan said that the corners of his mouth cocked, filled with a grin, dripping with blood, and the fat folds on his body had been reduced a lot. He gently raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

　　 A strange vibration ripple in the air flashed away.

boom.

　　 Lin Beichen’s chest pierced by a white bone wound exploded suddenly, blood shot violently, exposing the dense white bones, and the sturdy pectoralis major muscle was blown into blood.

　　 "Young Master..."

　　 Qianqian and Qianqian who saw this scene were shocked and they were about to rush over.

　　 was stopped by Lin Beichen's wave.

　　 Young Master Lin didn't even look at the wound on his chest.

　　 is just the white bone sword intent remaining in it, which was detonated.

　　 is not a secret technique.

　　 He licked the blood stained on his lips, and his pupils burned with an unprecedented burning intent.

　　 "I don't believe in good and evil, just to see how many times can you be resurrected..."

　　 His muscles were tense, holding the purple electric magic sword, he rushed up again.

　　 The third round of battle begins.

　　 Boom boom boom!

　　 The sword light flickered.

　　 Liang Yuan raised his hand and summoned a bone from the blood pool again.

　　 The shape of this white bone is close to the shape of a sword.

　　 is more dignified and thick than the bones summoned before, exuding a faint white jade brilliance, and when it hits the purple electric sword, it actually shoots out sparks, bending and constantly, comparable to a magic weapon.

　　锵锵锵!

　　 Sword confrontation.

　　 Clusters of dazzling sparks sputtered in the air.

　　 Lin Beichen is like a burning dragon beast. He is tireless, not afraid of death, and attacks frantically. He has used all the combat skills and swordsmanship he has mastered before.

　　 And Liang Yuandao can handle it easily.

　　 He can even perform tricks similar to one sword, two swords and three.

　　 At the same time, Liang Yuandao's self-healing ability has been strengthened.

　　Even if it was slashed by the Purple Lightning Sword, the wounds disappeared in a flash and healed instantly. The impact on moves and actions was minimal.

　　 "Hahahaha..."

　　 Liang Yuandao waved the bone sword.

　　 The sword light flickered.

　　 On Lin Beichen's body, there were bloodstains left behind.

　　 This time, Young Master Lin was completely suppressed.

　　 "NetEase Cloud BUFF, anti-blood qi madness tactics, Dali Wan...all the hole cards, all broke out, my current combat power is comparable to a first-class celestial being, but I still can't get the upper hand..."

　　 Lin Beichen's fighting spirit is bursting.

　　 He has never been in such a state.

　　锵!

　　 Bone Sword and Purple Lightning Sword struck each other.

　　 Among the sputtering dazzling sparks, the Purple Lightning Sword flew out of the hand, drew an arc in the air, whirled upside down on the ground 100 meters away.

　　 The weapon was released, Lin Beichen was in critical condition.

　　 When everyone around saw this scene, their hearts jumped wildly.

　　 "Oh, as expected to be Young Master Lin, the true favored one, so handsome even after throwing away his weapon..."

　　 The honest and honest head of Wan Jianliu said loudly.

　　 And Senior Sister Wan Jianliu has quietly distanced herself from her senior, for fear that others will associate her with this smart-minded senior.

"a ha ha ha……"

　　 Liang Yuandao’s wild laughter sounded.

　　 "That's it, Lin Beichen, you..."

　　 He carried the bone sword and hurried forward.

　　 But in the next moment, Lin Beichen, who lost the Purple Lightning Sword, had a strange and decisive look in his eyes.

　　 He put on a strange pose.

　　 In the next moment, a strange BIU-BIU-BIU voice, ruthlessly interrupted Liang Yuandao's words.

　　BIU-BIU-BIU——!

　　 There are dense soft noises.

　　 Liang Yuandao's body suddenly splashed with clusters of blood.

I saw Lin Beichen stretched his left arm forward, which seemed to be holding something. The right arm was naturally stretched between the lower abdomen. The middle finger, ring finger and little finger were all curled up together. The index finger was bent as if it was holding something, maintaining a strange Posture.

　　 His mouth is like a dubbing, and he keeps making the sound of "Da Da Da Da Da".

　　 This is a strange two-hand separation sword print.

　　 is similar to one-handed sword print and two-handed sword print, but different.

For a moment, although I can't see it, some top martial arts experts can clearly feel that directly in front of Lin Beichen's bizarre posture and handprints, the densely packed bizarre sword energy, I don't know how many shots out of it. Crazy bombardment on Liang Yuandao's body, directly smashing his physical body into a sieve, the blood spring continuously shot, and the flesh and bones continued to burst.

　　 Under this strange attack, Liang Yuandao's self-healing ability finally couldn't keep up with the speed of the injury, and his body began to disintegrate.