Chapter Ninety-Nine: Killing the God with One Sword
The brightly lit martial arts arena suddenly felt cold when the seven ghosts appeared together. The originally bright red lights were now mixed with a faint green color, which looked particularly strange.
The entire arena fell into a gloomy atmosphere. Hundreds of ghost heads roared in unison, emitting bursts of thick gray fog that enveloped the entire arena and also enveloped Lin Huang.
"Seven Soul Cords, is this all your strength?"
Lin Huang clenched his fists and murmured to himself, feeling a mountain of pressure pressing towards him. The flow of vitality in his body was also stagnant.
"Puppy, do you still have the guts to make a noise now? Seven Souls, even people from the seventh level of Earth Yuan, cannot be my opponent. You are only a small third level of Earth Yuan, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
"No matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the fate of being sacrificed and turned into a ghost!"
"After you die, I will not let you be lonely. I think that after Lin Cangxue's soul is sacrificed by me, it will definitely increase my strength!"
"Today's battle ends here!"
Jiang Huaiyin smiled slyly and waved the seven Yin Soul Ropes towards Lin Huang. The Yin Soul Ropes were not very fast, but they gradually formed a huge cage, which had the potential to imprison Lin Huang.
Refining Lin Cangxue’s soul?
On the ring, Lin Huang's eyebrows were like daggers, and the edge was so cold that he looked at Jiang Huaiyin, who was shrouded in black robes. His eyes were bloodshot, and he beat the ground with his hands. Crazy murderous intent burst out uncontrollably from his heart.
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At this moment, the martial arts stage was filled with murderous intent, like a surging tide, sweeping across the entire venue. The sharp and desolate murderous intent was like a giant beast in the wasteland slowly showing its fangs.
Everyone present felt the murderous intent surrounding them, and their expressions changed.
"What kind of martial art is this? It has such a powerful aura!"
"What a fierce murderous intention!"
"This is impossible, how could he burst out with such powerful power?"
Looking at Lin Huang who was beating the ground with his hands on the stage, everyone murmured, feeling a chill down their backs and a look of fear in their eyes.
Yan Qing'er and Yun Feifei also stopped and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
Behind the ring, Nan Yunlie no longer looked like the old naughty boy he had before, and his face was surprisingly solemn. He looked at Lin Huang and felt a power that could compete with Xue Piao in the world.
Along with Jiang Huaiyin, his expression was extremely solemn. Lin Huang, who was clearly only in the third level of Earth Yuan, made him feel inexplicable fear.
I saw the young man on the ring suddenly raising his head, his eyes red with terrifying murderous intent. He stroked the demon-suppressing knife in his hand, and his voice was like a drum beating in the hearts of everyone, sharp and domineering:
kill!
god!
one!
knife!
cut!
The next moment, Lin Huang's figure suddenly disappeared.
Lin Huang's figure was no longer seen on the stage, only a line of blood could be seen crossing the void, like an arrow flying across the sky, shooting towards Jiang Huaiyin.
"Haunting Formation!"
The sudden disappearance of Lin Huang caused Jiang Huaiyin's complexion to change drastically, and he felt an unreasonable panic in his heart. As he waved his arms rapidly, the Yin Soul Cords around his body condensed into a formation, a formation formed by the condensed Yin Soul Cords.
In an instant, a huge ghost head condensed on the arena.
The ghost head was three feet tall, with pale green flames blazing all over its body. A pair of sunken pupils swirled in dark whirlpools. It opened its huge mouth and roared, and countless ghost-headed Yin Spears shot towards the void in all directions.
"The Wrath of Three-Armed Heavenly Shura!"
In the void, Lin Huang's figure was nowhere to be seen, but a voice came out, making the murderous intent on the ring even more terrifying, so terrifying that the ghost head condensed by Jiang Huaiyin dimmed a bit.
Then...
The blood line shooting towards Jiang Huaiyin suddenly stopped and stopped in front of Jiang Huaiyin. When the blood line dispersed, the tip of the demon-suppressing knife was revealed.
He gently pressed it against Jiang Huaiyin's chest.
On the ring, Lin Huang's figure was revealed, staring at the latter coldly, and said solemnly:
"That's it for what you said!"
Jiang Huaiyin curled up into a smile: "Is this really the end of it?"
"really!"
Lin Huang nodded.
"You two siblings are really stupider than the other!"
Jiang Huaiyin shook his head and smiled happily, and then his momentum suddenly changed. He ignored the demon-suppressing knife pressed against his chest and rushed forward.
Unexpectedly, the demon-suppressing knife did not penetrate Jiang Huaiyin's chest.
There, there is a breast shield.
"Do you really think it's the end of it now?"
Jiang Huaiyin laughed and said, staring at Lin Huang with his eyes. As he swung his arms, the huge ghost head formed by the condensed ghost ropes came towards Lin Huang with lightning speed.
"……really!"
Lin Huang took three steps back, nodded seriously, then raised the demon-suppressing knife with his left hand and put it on his shoulder, grinning.
"you……"
Jiang Huaiyin looked confused, wondering why Lin Huang suddenly put the Demon Suppressing Knife on his shoulder with a smile on his face.
At this moment, he should be scared, should run away, and should beg for mercy.
Why is he carrying the Demon Suppressing Knife in his left hand instead of his right hand?
Later, Jiang Huaiyin felt a little wetness in her lower abdomen...
He reached out and touched his lower abdomen and grabbed a piece of intestine!
Jiang Huaiyin's pupils shrank sharply, and his face showed shock. When he lowered his head, he saw that his abdomen had been completely cut open, and blood was flowing gurglingly, as if a dam had burst.
Together with his Xuanhai, they were completely crushed.
ah!
On the ring, Jiang Huaiyin finally let out a scream, and instantly he knelt in a pool of blood with a miserable look on his face.
The Xuanhai shattered and the huge ghost head on the arena disappeared into thin air.
Lin Huang's expression was cold, and the Demon Suppressing Knife was placed on Jiang Huaiyin's neck, "If I tell you the truth, there will be no lies!"
Fatty Bai knew that Lin Huang was good with his left hand, but Jiang Huaiyin didn't know that. Long before Lin Huang's knife pressed against Jiang Huaiyin's chest, his abdomen had been cut open by Lin Huang.
Moreover, Jiang Huaiyin doesn’t understand that the God of Death can be slain with one sword!
Except for Lin Huang, no one understands its horror.
Looking at the scene on the ring, everyone in the arena was stunned, with incredible expressions on their faces.
Jiang Huaiyin... was defeated?
How is this possible?
That's Jiang Huaiyin...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just now, he imprisoned Lin Huang in a cage and tied him up with a ghost rope. Without using all his strength, he was already sure of victory.
But why is the result like this?
Lin Huang...he actually defeated Jiang Huaiyin.
Become the real number one in the outer sect!
How did he do it?
You must know that Jiang Huaiyin is at the sixth level of Earth Yuan, but Lin Huang is not at the third level of Earth Yuan. How can he turn defeat into victory and put the latter under his butcher's knife?
At this moment, most of the disciples in the martial arts arena only felt burning pain on their faces.
In a battle that everyone thought Lin Huang would definitely lose, the latter turned the tide of the battle and crushed Jiang Huaiyin's Xuan Hai with one strike.
This disciple, who had been underappreciated since entering the martial arts arena, actually successfully passed the battle in all directions and became the veritable number one in the outer sect.
It’s less than half a year since I started!
All the disciples looked at the figure in blood-clothed clothes on the ring, with rustling green hair, like a ruthless Shura, with incredible expressions of shame.
Yun Feifei's expression turned completely cold. She never expected that it would end like this. Lin Huang actually fought across the third level of the sky and defeated Jiang Huaiyin.
Looking at the figure on the ring, the murderous intent in Yun Feifei's eyes was even more determined, and there was also a trace of fear in it, a trace of fear for Lin Huang's growth.
Fight across the third heaven!
This scene is so familiar. It was the same for Lin Cangxue back then. However, in comparison, Lin Cangxue was even more terrifying. She once used Earth Yuan to kill Tian Yuan.
Thinking of this, Yun Feifei cast cold eyes on Lin Cangxue and Lin Huang, and the murderous intent and panic deep in her heart became even more intense. He knew that Lin Huang had not yet practiced the Return of Ten Thousand Swords.
This is the martial art that Lin Cangxue has become famous for.
There is still snow falling on the world!
The martial arts of the Piaoxue Palace.
Once Lin Huang learned these two martial arts, and gave him a certain amount of time to grow, the consequences would be unimaginable to her. She was afraid that Xie Qinghou, now the number one in the inner sect, would have to take it seriously.
After all, he is Lin Cangxue's younger brother, a peerless genius who once suppressed the young generation of four sects and ten dynasties with one sword.
In contrast, Yan Qing'er and Lin Cangxue breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Lin Huang on the stage, and finally showed a beautiful smile.
Yan Qing'er puffed up her cheeks and hummed reluctantly: "This guy is not bad, Miss Loss Money was worried about him just now!"
Lin Cangxue touched Yan Qing'er's head and looked at Lin Huang with bright eyes. She did not expect that Lin Huang would have such a powerful method.
There was a roar of people in the audience, but Lin Huang on the stage was cold and cold. The demon-suppressing knife in his hand slowly slid around Jiang Huaiyin's neck, and with a little force, he could take off the latter's head.
"Tell me, who are you, the organization behind you, and why did you murder my sister in the first place!"
Jiang Huaiyin raised his head and stared at Lin Huang coldly, "Don't waste your efforts. Do you think I will tell you? Even if I tell you, what can you do?"
"You know, the forces behind me, even Xuanyuan Tibing would not dare to take advantage of them easily!"
Lin Huang's face gradually solidified, "If that's the case, then I really can't find a reason to let you live!"
"you……"
Jiang Huaiyin's expression changed. He didn't expect Lin Huang to be so decisive. Then he smiled coldly, slumped on the ground, straightened his messy clothes, and coughed with an evil aura, like the roar of a bat.
"Are you really so sure that you can kill me?"
As Jiang Huaiyin spoke, the bloodshot eyes crept up crazily, until they condensed into a bloody crow, and then he suddenly raised his head...
When Jiang Huaiyin raised his head, an extremely mysterious and evil aura condensed and headed towards Lin Huang. Like a song, it was so strange and pervasive that it penetrated Lin Huang unpreparedly and pierced directly into Lin Huang's eyes.
Lin Huang's complexion changed. He felt a blood crow condensed with evil aura invade his sea of consciousness and began to control his body. He couldn't help but exclaimed: