Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Chapter 859: Crazy fan

So strong!

   Lin Beichen couldn't help being surprised.

   The power of this blow is the pinnacle among all the powers of the Shinto path he has seen.

   Even before the Lord of Sword was injured, it was not as good.

   Boom!

   The giant divine flame spear, tens of thousands of meters long, broke through the void and fiercely bombarded the divine power shield above the capital.

   Click, click, click.

   It's like a thousand-year-old Xuanbing cracking sound bit by bit, which is disturbing.

   With only one blow, on the translucent giant divine power shield covering the capital, cracks like snakes appeared constantly, and then they spread wildly...

   Under countless gazes, the translucent shield of supernatural power, like an overwhelmed giant inverted glass bowl, is about to break.

   The countless citizens in the capital, after reacting, fell into panic, like the end of the day.

   As long as the divine power shield is broken, the capital will be destroyed in an instant.

  All the creatures living in it will be wiped out.

  At this moment, the instinct to survive makes all the citizens of Beijing clearly feel that death is about to fall on their heads like irreversible dust from the years.

   The breath of despair spread wildly in the huge city.

   At this moment, in the sky, the singing voice of the Sword Lord’s Divine Comedy became louder and clearer!

   The light radiating from her whole body is also more and more dazzling.

   She opened her twelve pairs of sword wings.

   The light of the lord’s shelter swayed the entire capital.

   is like a giant silver moon, shining brightly, bringing radiance to the world that is about to fall into darkness.

  The city dwellers of Beijing who fell into despair walked out of their homes, stood in different positions such as the street, patio, and roof, looking up at the familiar and powerful bright figure.

   "It is under the crown of the lord of the sword."

   "Has Mianxia really come?"

   "Bless you under the crown."

   "It turns out that Li Xiuyuan's group of students was right. Under the crown of the Lord of Swords, they did not abandon us..."

"During the day, the powerful and masters of the Wei clan, as well as the temple of the Thousand Grass God, were all destroyed by the descending of the Lord of Swords and the punishment of the gods. I went to the imperial city to see where blood was already flowing... "

   "It has come, our **** has come."

   "Ergouzi, Lao Wang, what are you doing in a daze, pray quickly, pray quickly, as long as our faith is loyal, the crown will save us!"

   "Ah, the great omnipotent sword lord, please grant your supreme power and protect your humble and pious believers."

   Countless people kneeled and prayed in surprise.

   After experiencing the torment of city destruction, massacre, hunger, and terror, the citizens of the city who lived for the rest of their lives, under the threat of death, began to become extremely firm at this moment.

   Even some people who were not strong enough in their belief in the Lord of Sword due to various reasons have renewed their most pious beliefs at this moment.

   Lin Beichen stood on the temple mountain, observing with divine guidance.

   He saw countless points of faith, flying continuously from the city, like endless fireflies in the dark night, with even faint but firm enough brilliance, endlessly gathering towards the Lord of Sword.

   The power of faith is returning.

   The aura that erupted from the Lord of Swords was constantly strengthening.

   When believers are willing to contribute their beliefs, the power of the gods will skyrocket—especially for the gods who have descended on the earth, this increase is visible to the naked eye.

   He moved in his heart and opened the Weibo APP to observe.

After    refreshed continuously, I confirmed the guess in my heart——

   The Lord of the Sword, his fans have increased.

  The number of her fans is rising.

   and extremely fast.

   Every time Lin Beichen refreshes the personal interface of the Sword Lord, you can see that her fans are increasing frantically in units of 10,000.

   In a blink of an eye, it broke the 13 million mark...

   "It seems that my previous guess is not wrong."

   Lin Beichen thoughtfully.

   rumbling!

   In the sky, the deafening roar continued.

After    fell into a stalemate, the tens of thousands-meter-long flame destroying the huge gun began to lash and bombard continuously.

   It seemed to be a twisting world-destroying dragon, rising high and smashing down heavily.

   Every impact contains the power of the sea of ​​destruction that engulfed all things and annihilated everything, madly impacting the glazed divine power shield, trying to break the shield, and then completely destroying the city below.

   Within the capital, the ground shook violently, and some buildings began to collapse...

   The figure of the lord of the sword is constantly rising.

   She constantly sings the divine comedy, and her hands are like electricity to display the seal.

   Endless divine power, turned into the brilliance visible to the naked eye, gushing from her body and injected into the giant divine power shield above the capital.

   The rapidly spreading cracks stopped instantly.

  As if the screen shot was upside down, those terrifying cracks started to retreat little by little, shrinking and finally disappearing!

  The situation has fallen into a certain balance.

   After twenty breaths.

   The confrontation is over.

   The giant spear that destroys the dragon gradually dims.

   The flames covering the sky gradually dissipated.

   The power of the spear of destruction from a faraway place, like a lamp that runs out of fuel, slowly dimmed, and completely dissipated in the air...

   "The capital of Beihai has been completely degraded into a magical land. There is no cure. At this time tomorrow, I will come personally to punish the sky and wipe out all creatures here."

   The roaring and roaring sound before appeared again.

   with endless coldness and killing intent, echoing above the capital. Just like the **** of death aloof, pronouncing the ultimate fate of the creatures in this city.

   "We are waiting for you."

   Sword Lord’s reply was simple and direct.   The divine aura in the sky gradually disappeared.

   The Lord of Sword shook his sword wings.

  咻!

   The dazzling figure, like a stream of light, returned to the Temple Mountain.

   In the capital, there is already a cheering voice.

   Cheers are like waves.

   dance with joy.

   The carnival for the rest of his life.

   The longing for the bitterness to come.

  In the minds of many citizens, all disasters are gone.

  Because the Sword Lord appeared under the crown.

   This time, it was not a divine decree, or an oracle, or possession.

   actually appeared.

   This is the first time they have seen a living sword lord.

  In this era of extremely low frequency of manifestation of gods, such a scene is undoubtedly a miracle and a miracle of fate.

   As for the last verbal threat of the evil demon?

   There is the supreme sword lord who is personally sheltered, who is afraid?

   The entire capital city was immersed in an optimistic and cheerful atmosphere.

  ……

  ……

   Temple Mount.

   The moment the Lord of Sword landed, his body staggered.

   Her eyes, nose and the corners of her mouth all had blood overflowing uncontrollably.

The surface of the skin is white as jade, and the **** lines are shining, but it is difficult to suppress the appearance of dark blood lines. The jade-like body is like a piece of porcelain that has been cracked and is about to break. Look scattered.

   Fuck? !

   Lin Beichen was taken aback.

How is this going?

   Didn’t you win?

   He hurried up to support her immediately.

   "Quickly, help me to the temple and don't let outsiders see it."

  The Lord of the Sword has a weak aura, and his tone is quick and authentic.

  As she spoke, her body was already weakened weakly, and the blood in her mouth and nose spewed out uncontrollably like a spring.

   Lin Beichen's figure flashed, and he didn't enter the temple.

   At the moment of entering the hall, dozens of blue light groups enveloped the body of the Lord of Sword.

   Directly eat crazy milk.

   The lord of the sword was milk green.

   The physical injury began to slowly recover.

   Within a full stick of incense, her breath began to recover.

   "Huh..."

   Breathed out from his chest with a **** muddy breath.

   The Lord of Sword slowly opened his eyes.

   "The situation is a bit troublesome."

   She stared at Lin Beichen and said, "You leave the capital soon."

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