Feeling the provocation, the giant accelerated and ran.

The ancient bridge seemed to be shaking.

Wherever the giant walked, he left behind a burning fire, ending the frost on the bridge.

"die……"

The giant opened his mouth, his voice was like rolling thunder, and red flames spurted out from his mouth.

Wherever the flames passed, the frost trees burned.

Most of the ancient bridge was instantly printed in fiery red.

A large sea of ​​fire rolled and swallowed Lin Beichen.

"well."

Lin Beichen sighed: "It's really boring."

Since he mastered the power of [God-Conscious Fire Realm], no flames in this world can cause harm to him.

He held his backhand in the void.

[Passion of Fire] appeared in his hands.

Six of Swords: Shadow Sudden Slash.

Lin Beichen's figure flashed in the sea of ​​fire, teleporting across a distance of twenty meters, and came to the front of the giant.

In the giant's eyes, which were like water tanks, a sword light was reflected in the huge pupils.

"Infernal Fire."

The giant roared and then spewed out a pillar of crimson fire.

Lin Beichen rushed into the pillar of fire without dodge.

Sword One.

The figures intertwined.

Lin Beichen's slender and handsome figure slowly landed fifty meters behind the giant, with graceful movements and graceful posture.

There were no traces of fire anywhere on his body.

The style of this sword amazed the ancient bridge.

The giant staggered forward six or seven steps. He was still spitting out the fire of purgatory, but it was difficult to control the direction and shot towards the outside of the bridge. His huge body fell to the ground with a crash.

Lin Beichen did not stop.

He pressed the [Participant Identity Plate] on his wrist.

A dark red teleportation light flashed.

Leaving the Ancient Bridge.

The giant's body was slowly swallowed by the ancient bridge.

The ice and snow on the bridge melted by the flames recovered again, and the broken frost trees also recovered quietly.

Jian Xiaoyao's first battle, including the appearance and dialogue time, ended with a total of twenty-one breaths.

And his opponent is the fifth-ranked divine warrior in the new generation of the Familia under the command of the [Lord of Fire], one of the seven major war gods in the God Realm.

This achievement is a bit scary.

…

…

"Boss is so strong."

Fat Tiger's eyes were filled with admiration.

The gray-haired old woman said: "He possesses the ultimate power of fire. Even the purgatory flames of the [Lord of Fire] divine system can't hurt him. This giant is unlucky. He met Tianke's opponent... The sword

Laugh, if you meet Jian Xiaoyao, how will you respond?"

"Can I admit defeat?"

Fat Tiger said weakly.

Snapped.

Got a stick on the forehead.

He could only say seriously: "With the Lianshan Sword Technique,

, consume the boss?”

Snapped.

Another hit on the forehead.

"Even mountains of swordsmanship cannot stop Jian Xiaoyao's sword."

The silver-grey-haired old woman said: "Your biggest chance of victory is in the [Open Heaven Sword Technique]. You have to attack with six swords and let Jian Xiaoyao defeat before he even draws his sword. Only then can you have a chance."

…

"Is this the strength of the Great Demon King?"

In Han Mansion, Han Qun sighed.

"I can't beat him."

An Dahua replayed the style of that sword in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more horrified she became. Unknowingly, cold sweat was pouring down from the back of this female warrior from the God Realm who was famous for her proficiency in fighting.

Han Luoxue stood up slowly and walked towards the dark red portal.

It's her turn.

"Luo Xue, you must be careful."

Mother warned on the side: "Come back alive."

"Don't worry, mother."

Han Luoxue looked back and smiled.

In a short period of time, the soft and delicate tavern girl in the past now has a trace of divine aura in her body. When she looks down, all her earthly bones have been wiped out, and her body is glowing like a fairy.

I will return.

Because I haven't met him in person yet.

Han Luoxue said to herself secretly.

…

"snort."

In the Haori Temple of the Lieyang God Clan, Pan Duoqing smiled faintly.

This famous handsome man from the Lieyang God Clan is powerful and masculine, tall and burly, with a handsome face and majestic appearance. He is the center of attention wherever he goes.

"Fancy swordsmanship is vulnerable to a single blow."

He made this comment on Lin Bei's sword strike just now.

The surrounding Lieyang God Clan people also laughed.

"This son is guilty of killing our general, and we cannot let him go so easily."

"Yes, we have collected as much evidence as possible. Let's disqualify him from the competition first..."

"You are not worthy of fighting Master Pan."

Someone laughed and said.

…

"The boss is mighty."

In the extremely famous gold-selling place Shen Lianju, Lin Beichen's battle is being played on the big screen.

Guan Ruofei, Shi Gandang and Lu Bingwen, surrounded by beauties in their arms, were changing cups and cups, feeling carefree and carefree.

The moment the giant rushed to the street, countless cheers came from the hall downstairs.

"Amazing."

"Master Jian Xiaoyao is so powerful."

In Lu Bingwen's arms, there was a woman with a delicate face and charming temperament. She was wearing a little makeup and was stunningly beautiful. He said loudly: "As long as you cheer for Lord Jian Xiaoyao, we are all good friends... I will spend tonight's expenses."

It’s covered, I’ll treat you.”

The beautiful middle-aged woman who was waiting immediately stood on the corridor and said loudly: "Everyone is paying for tonight, Mr. Lu is treating us."

Suddenly there were bursts of cheers again, coming from all directions.

"Lao San, are you so willing to spend money today?"
To be continued...