In the dim room, Song Hanshan's smile was particularly bright.
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said: "It is true that you are a strong Saint King, and you can recover quickly as long as you don't die, but this requires spiritual energy, and this room has been isolated by me, and there is no spiritual energy at all!"
"And even if you can really recover, in your current state, I can still kill you!"
Song Hanshan, who was slumped on the seat, raised his eyebrows with difficulty and smiled, saying with a smile: "There is indeed no spiritual energy in this room, and I can't recover it. But there are two things that you can't isolate at all."
Um?
Lin Huang frowned.
"Space and time!"
Song Hanshan smiled lightly.
Lin Huang's expression suddenly changed, and his whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar.
I saw the dying Song Hanshan struggling for the last bit of strength, vomiting blood, but with a smile on his face, "You just killed... the past me!"
When Song Hanshan finished speaking, all the breath in his body suddenly died, and his whole body turned into powder in the void.
In Lin Huang's ears, another voice with a plain smile sounded again, "And what you see in front of you is me now!"
As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man with a handsome face and wearing a snow-white mink fur suddenly walked out of the dark room.
He just appeared so calmly.
There was a smile on his face.
As gentle as jade.
But it made Lin Huang feel bitingly cold.
Song Hanshan!
"You actually have the power to control time?!"
Lin Huang said in shock.
The reappeared Song Hanshan shook his snow-white mink fur and said with a smile: "Other than my wife, only you know this secret. Even Changling doesn't know it!"
"Then I should feel honored?"
Lin Huang opened his mouth and said.
"It is said that knowing yourself and the enemy means you will be victorious in every battle. It is true that you have made a lot of efforts to survive and finally succeeded. But you actually don't understand me and you want to kill me?"
Song Hanshan had a faint smile on his lips.
"I admit defeat!"
Lin Huang showed his skills, since Song Hanshan had returned again. Facing the Holy King in all its glory, he wondered whether he would be able to escape. Since there was no hope of escape, Lin Huang looked away and his expression returned to calmness.
But Lin Huang's soul had already moved towards the sleeping phoenix spirit unknowingly.
However, Song Hanshan didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Lin Huang, but sat down with his sleeves waving, "Do you know what Li Shasheng said to me above the clouds?"
Lin Huang frowned and shook his head.
"He wants to accept you as his disciple, and I owe him a favor, a huge favor!"
Song Hanshan poured himself a glass of wine and took a few sips slowly, "I, Song Hanshan, can step into the realm of the Martial Saint for the second time, and I have two people to thank!"
"The first one is Song Changling, and the second one is Li Shasheng!"
"Back then, I was a martial saint of a generation, but my realm was abruptly shattered by someone, and I fell from the altar overnight!"
Song Hanshan turned his hands behind Lin Huang and said with a desolate expression, "All the great families in the world are the most ruthless. I was shattered by others. The Song family didn't even mention a word about revenge for me. Instead, they wanted to be someone else's dog. And.
But I was completely reduced to an ant in the quagmire, suffering bullying!"
"When I was about to starve to death, out of tens of thousands of people in the Song family, only one person in Changling handed it to me with a handful of green plums in his arms and a bright face."
"He told me what it means to be a gentleman and never give up."
"When heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a person, he must first work hard on his mind and body."
"It was also when he couldn't recognize all the words, he told me over and over again the story of an ancient emperor who worked as a slave for hundreds of years and finally regained his kingdom."
"It was he who explained to me the meaning of 'If the future succeeds, I will dare to laugh at Huang Chao for not being her husband'".
"Therefore, I, Song Hanshan, will never allow Changling to die in front of me in this life. As long as I, Song Hanshan, am here, no one in the world will dare to touch Changling."
At the end, Song Hanshan took a long breath, calmed down his excitement, and looked at Lin Huang again, "And this... is the real reason why I gave you a month!"
"What about Li Shasheng?"
Lin Huang asked.
"Without Li Shasheng's guidance and help in breaking through the last layer of window paper, my return to the realm of the Holy King would have to be postponed for three years."
Song Hanshan Road.
"Neither Changling nor Li Shasheng wanted me to kill you. But before Li Shasheng left, he told me that if I didn't kill you, my state of mind would be cracked. But if I killed you, I would only
I’m afraid there will be endless troubles!”
Lin Huang looked at Song Hanshan with a gentle expression, hesitated for a moment and then said, "I guess you have made a choice now!"
Song Hanshan knocked the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, stared at Lin Huang with squinted eyes, and said in a calm but firm voice, "No one... can stop me from reaching the pinnacle of martial arts!"
Lin Huang's face froze, and then he nodded, "I understand, since that's the case, there's nothing more to say. King Song Sheng, let's do it."
"Nothing more to explain?"
Song Hanshan Road.
"No, everything and everyone is fine!"
Lin Huang laughed.
Song Hanshan raised his eyebrows slightly and lightly tapped the table with his fingers. After hesitating for a quarter of an hour, he finally spoke: "The person who wants to kill you is the Song Hanshan of the past, but what you see in front of you is the Song Hanshan of the present!"
Lin Huang raised his head and raised his eyebrows, staring at the latter in confusion.
"As the current Song Hanshan, I can suppress my realm to that of King Wu. I will only punch you once!"
Song Hanshan Road.
"good!"
Lin Huang said simply, the Phoenix Martial Spirit that was about to revive in his body suddenly fell silent.
"But this will be my most powerful punch. You have seen the Bahuang Suppressing Demon Body before. In the realm of Wuhou, you are indeed very strong, but even now, you are not as good as me who was in the realm of Wuhou back then.
!”
Song Hanshan reminded.
Lin Huang nodded.
After Song Hanshan took the last sip of wine, he stood up slowly. He slowly took off his snow-white mink fur cloak, and in just one breath, his strength directly reached the realm of King Wu.
"I hope that after this punch, everything in the past will be completely cleared up!"
Song Hanshan opened his mouth and said.
"good!"
Lin Huang nodded calmly, and then took steps forward. His body buzzed and glowed with a layer of brilliant gold. The treasure body shone brightly, making it appear impregnable.
Song Hanshan's expression was dull, as if he ignored everything.
The dim little room seemed like another world, lonely and quiet.
In the room, two people stood facing each other.
One person is in a defensive posture.
One person is in an attacking stance.
There was no overwhelming spiritual energy boiling, nor was there any devastating killing move blasted out.
Only the snow-white middle-aged man gave an understated punch, heading towards Lin Huang at an extremely slow speed...
Lin Huang's pupils gradually dilated as he looked at the slowly attacking punch.
Before the fist landed on his body, countless cracks had already begun to appear on his golden body, like a jade bottle breaking into pieces.
then.
There was a loud bang.
That fist hit Lin Huang's chest...
In an instant.
Lin Huang's body was filled with blood-colored threads, his eyes were red, and he had lost all his energy.