In the Blood Mist Mountains, there were only two people chasing after Lin Huang.
Demonic night wind.
Zhao Xuanchao.
However, these two people are comparable to dozens of powerful Martial Emperors. After all, behind them are the Ten Thousand Demons Temple and Jiutian Taiqing Palace of the four ancient clans.
As for Di Hun Sheng and a few others, they can only stay and play with Yu Yin slowly.
Among these people, there is an Emperor Soul Survivor. I believe they will catch up with them soon... at least the Emperor Soul Survivors will catch up.
Feeling the rushing breath of the two people behind him, Lin Huang's expression slightly condensed.
Now, even Emperor Hun Sheng is being held back. For Yao Yefeng and Zhao Xuanchao, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
When Lin Huang's aura appeared in their perception again, Yao Yefeng let out a long roar, and his figure turned into a stream of colorful light, taking the lead to kill towards Lin Huang.
Lin Huang's expression changed drastically, and his figure suddenly moved in the void.
He narrowly avoided Yao Yefeng's attack.
"Haha... I didn't expect that this guy who hides his head and tail can actually move at such a fast speed. It really surprised me. But if you can escape once, how can you escape the second time!"
"Mingye Tianpeng!"
Yao Yefeng let out a long roar, and a huge Tianpeng martial spirit suddenly emerged from behind. While roaring, it fiercely rushed toward the space where Lin Huang was.
Tianpeng's attack covered a radius of hundreds of feet, and it arrived in an instant. Lin Huang had no time to dodge, but... Lin Huang didn't seem to think about dodge.
In the jungle, Lin Huang, who had been hiding his figure, suddenly appeared.
The moment he appeared, he was filled with murderous aura.
Left hand instant knife.
The right hand cuts to make the decision.
At your feet, there is a road intertwined with Buddhas and demons, full of astonishing evil spirits and the overwhelming power of Buddhist wishes.
The next moment, Lin Huang held two swords in his hands, turned into a ray of light, and went towards Mingye Tianpeng and Yao Yefeng to fight.
The overwhelming evil spirit is a spear.
Blood-stained swords serve as sharp edges!
Just between the lightning and flint, Lin Huang's figure collided with Mingye Tianpeng.
The next moment...
Mingye Tianpeng was torn apart by a cross blade. Lin Huang was like a dragon coming out of the sea, passing through the cracks in Mingye Tianpeng's wound and killing Yao Yefeng.
Yao Yefeng's expression eased slightly.
Then he quickly retreated...
After closing the distance between him and Lin Huang, a smile appeared on his face again. Although in panic, his speed was slightly slower than Lin Huang, but he had enough time to prepare for Lin Huang's full blow.
How dare a little ant dare to compete with him?
joke!
I saw Yao Yefeng grasping the void with his palm, and a demon spear suddenly appeared in his palm.
Above the tip of the gun, a bit of cold light shone.
then……
In just an instant, Yao Yefeng held the demon spear and was covered in the phantom of Jiao Mang, like a spiral whirlwind, fiercely killing the forest wilderness.
Its power was much more powerful than Lin Huang's killing aura.
In the blood mist jungle, Lin Huang frowned slightly.
Then he didn't dodge or fear at all, and still hit Yao Yefeng. It seemed that he would not hesitate even if it was an egg hitting a rock!
boom.
In the blood mist jungle, a loud noise suddenly erupted.
In an instant, smoke and dust rose everywhere, covering the two of them.
In just a few breaths, the smoke and dust disappeared, leaving only a frowning and surprising scene in the jungle.
In the end, neither of them could dodge.
so……
Yao Yefeng's demon spear directly penetrated Lin Huang's Xuanwu Holy Body, and the strange demon spear with bloody light flowed across Lin Huang's chest, and blood flowed gurglingly.
The Zhan Lijue in Lin Huang's hand was thrust into Yao Yefeng's abdomen. However, the blade did not pass through Yao Yefeng's back.
After making a decisive move, it only penetrated an inch of Yao Yefeng's body.
The instant knife struck Yao Yefeng on the neck.
The entrance of the blade is one third of an inch.
Although it is very shallow, it can also be fatal.
Although it can be fatal, to Yao Yefeng, it is just an inconspicuous wound, which is nothing at all.
Yao Yefeng stared at Lin Huang coldly, the smile on his face was extremely cold, "So it was you... who actually dared to fool me in the restaurant!"
"What's so great about a beast!"
Lin Huang's expression was equally cold.
No matter how cold the look on Yao Yefeng's face was, murderous intent spread across his eyebrows, "An ant also wants to snatch the Xingzi Emperor Sword. I really don't know how high the sky is. How can I control the space? Didn't I still lose to my gun? I didn't expect it.
You really have the guts to exchange injuries for injuries with me. But ants are just ants after all, and you are a bitch who doesn’t overestimate your abilities!"
"Is it?"
Lin Huang's mouth suddenly cracked into a smile.
Um?
Yao Yefeng frowned, instinctively feeling something was wrong. But Lin Huang suddenly said, "Just because I can't kill you, doesn't mean others can't kill you. For example... Zhao Xuanchao!"
Before Lin Huang finished speaking, Yao Yefeng's expression changed dramatically.
However, before Yao Yefeng could react and stood up, his eyes froze.
boom.
A faint voice sounded in the void.
However, Zhao Xuanchao did not know when he appeared behind Yao Yefeng and slapped Yao Yefeng on the back.
That seemingly ordinary and gentle palm contained terrifying power. It instantly made Yao Yefeng's bones crackle and spit out blood.
Yao Yefeng's powerful aura dissipated in an instant.
Lin Huang stared coldly at Yao Yefeng's hateful and incomprehensible eyes, slowly stood up, pulled out the demon spear from his body, and also pulled out the Zhanli Jue and Mosha Dao from Yao Yefeng's body.
Afterwards, Lin Huang held his two swords in front of him, stepped back, and stared at Zhao Xuanchao warily.
"For the sake of letting me reap the benefits, hand over the Xing Zi Emperor Sword. I won't kill you!"
Zhao Xuanchao bypassed the fallen Yao Yefeng and approached Linhuang step by step.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, but smiled, "Do you think I will believe you?"
Zhao Xuanchao shook his head and continued: "My Taoist sect only seeks immortality and will not increase unnecessary killings. Moreover, the only way you can survive now is to believe in me!"
"Emperor Hun Sheng should be here soon!"
Lin Huang suddenly said, "Do you think that if I fight to the death with you, I will give Emperor Hunsheng an advantage in the end and take away the Xingzi Emperor Sword?"
Zhao Xuanchao sighed, "Do you think I will make the same mistake as Yao Yefeng?"
"I think... give it a try first and then talk about it!"
As soon as Lin Huang finished speaking, he rushed out fiercely and headed towards Zhao Xuan's nest.
Zhao Xuanchao snorted coldly. Just as he waved his hand, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in the blood mist jungle.
Bang.
As the golden light fell to the ground, a golden figure appeared.
The golden figure looked like a solid body, but it also seemed illusory. It looked like a formation puppet, but it was a little more intelligent than the formation puppet. It was obviously a powerful force summoned by Zhao Xuanchao.
The moment the golden figure landed, it headed towards Lin Huang to intercept it.
Zhao Xuanchao himself stood far away, sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight.
Moreover, as Lin Huang said, he also had to be on guard against the Emperor Soul that might appear at any time.
In the jungle, the fighting continues.
When facing the golden figure, Lin Huang was obviously not as aggressive as when facing Yao Yefeng, because even if he injured the golden figure, it would have no effect on Zhao Xuanchao.
The only thing he has to do is what Zhao Xuanchao has to do.
Zhao Xuanchao is preparing for the arrival of Emperor Hun Sheng.
Lin Huang was waiting for the arrival of Emperor Hun Sheng...