I’m a tourist, you say I’m a god!

At this time, The Holy Sword Of Yang Ba Dao was extremely shocked.

Just now, he was absorbing a harvest battle, and suddenly felt a powerful force coming.

This is a very powerful force that is very terrifying, there are also some familiar, it is like he broke through Tong Master in a form, giving him a little look in his heart. Following this one of the forces, he also sensed a strange powerhouse, no less than him!

Then he brought his curiosity here to examine.

As a result, it was a stranger, hidden in the fog within, mystical.

However, seeing not very clearly the opponent’s nose, not even feeling the opponent’s temperament and strength, but the opponent gives him a ten-part sense of danger, ten parts of life.

The biggest thing that terrified him was that this person didn’t have the slightest bit of floating in mid-air, about a foot off the ground.

To tell the truth, with his strength, he could also briefly float in midair. But, he used the qi itself, and the outer spirit qi, so he could briefly soar.

And the person in front of him, like there is no use of air legs.

It was like being pulled by a force wind, as light as nothing towered in the air.

Mystical but powerful, like the Fairy God.

At this time, The Holy Sword had already walked to Lin Beichen in front of him.

His hand clenched tightly on his shoulder, raising his head to stare at Lin Beichen, who had a little urgency.

“Au Yang Ba Dao?” Lin Beichen opened his mouth, and the sound of adventure, piled up, seemed to come from the sky.

“You recognize me?” said The Saint.

“Naturally realized! A battle, no one doesn’t understand the Sword Fairy Saint!” Lin Beichen said.

The Holy Sword nodded slightly, this battle attracted the entire martial arts world’s eyes.

The enemy waited in the Inner City, knowing it was normal.

“Your blade isn’t bad!” Lin Beichen said again.

“Thank you!” the Holy Sword on his face revealed a triumphant smile.

Then in front of the eyes of the mysterious powerhouse, his sword is not bad, proving that his sword is indeed not bad, very level.

“For one thing, the same map is far behind!” Lin Beichen said.

“Hysterical!” the Holy Sword’s face changed.

You know, he’s a sword-wielder.

From a young age, practicing the dharma, not afraid of the hot cold, making friends for 20 years, finally taking the sword to convert, becoming a Master, so he called himself The Holy Sword. All over the world, there weren’t many people compared to him who understood.

This form of a heavenly sword cultivator, falling into the opponent’s eyes, but “Far inferior”, compared to the opponent’s sword!

Isn’t this an insult to his sword?

Wasn’t this an insult to him for decades of perseverance and effort?

The Holy Sword brought down the sword on his shoulders, his hands were clenched, and he pointed at Lin Beichen, who was expanding, and shouted: “You said that the sword, according to you, is far behind! So let’s get a little bit of knowledge, what kind of sword is your sword!”

“That’s good! Long night, play with you!” Lin Beichen asked.

“Where’s your sword?” shouted The Holy Sword once again.

“Look at this territory or not, the map!” Lin Beichen didn’t protest, he didn’t have a sword, how could he take it out?

The Holy Sword was angry, and at this point, he didn’t even take the sword out, obviously taking him lightly.

“Good! Your executioner!” shouted the Holy Sword, but the handle of the sword took two steps faster.

The two were 20 feet apart, but blinked until!

The Holy Sword jumped up, but the handle of the sword, from top to bottom, slashed down, and the whole body of the sword was scattered, as if Pan Gu had opened the heavenly realm.

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The other blade came down, considering that xiaoshan could open two segments, rushing Huang Xia could all save.

Under this sword, the Sect Master also had to dodge!

But, Lin Beichen didn’t move, and his body split into a bright yellow aura, with the same Buddha Da.

Taking it, he finally moved, but only with one hand.

Only to see him reach out with his right hand, grabbing the other one to the blade.

“Self-righteous hysteria!” the Holy Sword in his heart was filled with contempt.

He came down with a sword, the hand holding the Tong Master weapon did not dare to pick it up, you want to use a hand that could not support it?

Even if such an opponent did not know the amount of strength, he would absolutely not remind, on the contrary, three parts faster.

And yet, beyond his expectations, the man in front of him . . .

And yet firmly accepted!

Firmly receive him The Dragon Sword Spirit!

The other was empty-handed, not damaged at all!

“This . . . How is that possible?” the Holy Sword inwardly filled with shock.

Vajra Indestructible Cannon!

Lin Beichen wielded the Divine Immortal Diamond!

Once you use this attack, your whole body is iron-skinned, the force is extremely large, and the poison is invulnerable!

At the moment, he has become a Great Master, the Vajra Immortal God Gong is one step closer, unbreakable, his whole body is as tough as a spirit, and the spirit weapon is also difficult to hurt!

This is Lin Beichen who dares to pick up the opponent’s divine sword!

At this moment, Lin Beichen suddenly struck out a hand.

The Sword Saint felt ten parts of danger, and his hands swung with the force of the sword, wanting to knock out Lin Beichen.

Again, the enemy’s force was too large, and did not move at all!

It was impossible not to temporarily ignore the sword, and Lin Beichen picked up a chancellor.

“Oanh ”

The Holy Sword was knocked out by a huge force!

Flying out there were 3100 staffs far away, like a mass of fabric torn from a kind of fall on the ground!

The Holy Sword rubbed his chest with force, hurting his fierce face. The other was a powerful force, the shock to his whole body was numb, the five green organs were shaken, the bones all wanted to leave in pieces.

But Lin Beichen was still the same in his hand, towering in the air, his whole body flickering, like a ghost god.

In one round, the Holy Sword immediately fell into the lower realm!

“Go on!” Lin Beichen slightly waved his hand, telling the black sword to fly out, plugging into the Holy Sword in front of him.

The Holy Sword stood up, pulled up on the Earth Dragon Sword, and his ten-part face stopped: “You are very strong! Thou art the strongest self in man! After that, you’re all going to fight, you want to watch out!”

“Come, export you the whole thing, the most evenly received!” Lin Beichen was once again Qin Chen.

The Holy Sword jumped up: “The Dragon Slash!”

And yet, slashing out a dao that crossed over a hundred sword scepters!

The Holy Sword also thinks clearly, playing melee is absolutely not the opponent’s opponent, so start playing fare!

Lin Beichen opened his arms widely: “Steaming Dafa!”

Momentarily centered on him, forming a huge black hole, generating powerful gravity.

This screamed and came to the sword qi, this one boiled fiercely, the person who met the sword qi terror, was sucked into the inner body by him!

After that, being in his body Zhou Liuyue, transforming terrifyingly pulled out the electric force, quickly struck out!

“Rattling . . .”

One by one, the terrible daos pulled out the electricity!

Like machine guns like!

The Holy Sword felt dangerous, could only quickly dodge!

And yet, it’s like dodging fast, compared to fast electricity?

In less than a moment, he was hit by a dense electric machine, so much pain that he smirked, his whole body was on fire.

2nd combined, defeated again!

In a row of two great combinations, the Ten-Part Saint Sword was angry.

“Lao Tzu doesn’t believe in evil!”

The Holy Sword suddenly moved, appearing at Lin Beichen behind him, blocking the slash.

However, Lin Beichen’s speed was faster, and it seemed that Teleportation was the same, transient time did not appear at the Holy Sword behind him.

“Rotten Feng Chen!”

Then a charge went down.

“Whoops! What’s behind me?”

The Holy Sword dodged in time, was kicked over a hundred staffs, and his waist seemed to be broken.

After that, the two continued to fight.

Let’s say it’s a great war, it’s not the same as saying that Lin Beichen is in the opposite direction of The Holy Sword.

The Holy Sword was extremely anguished, extremely isolated.

Regardless of what kind of tricks are used, they are all relieved by the opponent.

Melee, the opponent has a whole body of iron walls, extremely large force, basically cannot break the opponent’s defense, on the contrary, it is easy for the enemy to break the defense.

In battle, the enemy holds a great cannonball, can take all the swords all sucked away, basically useless.

But playing the battle, the enemy’s tricks are more flowery.

Not only can you use your qi legs to attack, you can also release electricity, release fire. . . .

Compared to the French body, the faster the enemy’s speed, the more it is like flying.

The feeling that the person in front of him is a thorn, basically there is no place to go down!

The more the Holy Sword beat, the more uncomfortable it was, the faster they wanted to cry!

Finally, the ten scoundrels lay on the ground: “Don’t fight, old man loses! No hitting!”

Lin Beichen shouted: “Can’t fight!”

I’ve held on for so long, rarely seen a storm float once, hit you like that with a hand in sand, can’t I hit enough capital?

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“You are the one who killed Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu did not fight!” said The Holy Sword with his head, ten-part resilience.

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“Really? I don’t believe it!” Lin Beichen suddenly appeared at the Holy Sword in front of him, then lifted to his feet with the force of the downward pedal.

The Holy Sword let out a yelp, but bit his teeth without protest.

Lin Beichen kicked again, The Holy Sword cried out again, but it was still the same ten parts resilient without protest.

After that, Lin Beichen stepped on it again.

The Holy Sword moaned repeatedly: “Give me pleasure, don’t want to torture me!”

“You think it’s good! Quickly pick up the sword, and play well! Wait for yourself to be comfortable enough, naturally let you go!” After he finished speaking, he kicked a few times.

The Holy Sword was so angry that his whole body trembled, what did you take me as?

Di Hongyu?

Let you be comfortable enough, let me go?

“Invincible Slayer!” exclaimed The Holy Sword indignantly.

Lin Beichen walked over with one hand: “You insulted me, what? When it’s easy, huh? Have the bravery to resist, have the bravery you come to beat me, you shamelessly come out!”

The Holy Sword came out with a mouthful of blood!

If we could protest, how could that be?

Ahhh

Why in the world could there be such a shameless man?

At this moment, in the distance, there appeared an adventurous body, which was the Sword Fairy Heavenly Sword Soul.

The Holy Sword’s eyes lit up, and he shouted: “Senior Brother, come and save me! This king is not a human, nor is he a super-level cattle! Help me deal with him! Just beat him, I’ll take you big brother!”

Sword Fairy was extremely shocked, and he inconclusively defeated The Holy Sword, but was trampled by a strange powerhouse at his feet.

What kind of background is the person in front of him, so powerful?

Lin Beichen kicked The Holy Sword on the side of his ass, and directed Sword Fairy Player: “He can’t, you come to play!”

“Good, high spear!” Sword Fairy drew his sword.

Rarely encountering a master, he momentarily itched his hands, also wanting to fight a adoration.

Suddenly, he quickly regretted it.

Not even half the time, he was trampled by Lin Beichen at his feet.

The other was a handsome man whose face was bruised, the other a black head whose hair was burned in groups, the other as white as snow and white was beaten into torn cloths.

Lying on the ground, his face incredulous.

“You two! It’s fun today, another day there’s a chance to fight again!” Lin Beichen was already happy, brushing his ass off.

The Sword Saint crawled over, looked at him, and said in agreement: “Brother, commiserate you!”

“Don’t talk anymore, let me be quiet, don’t ask me who I am!”

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

Questions answered in

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