In Fulong Ridge, Lin Huang looked weakly at the jade token with one thousand points and grinned, "Qin Xuance, this guy is really not bad!"
If Qin Xuance hadn't played such a trick, how could it have been possible to gather all the major forces here.
Afterwards, Lin Huang picked up the jade token.
The moment Lin Huang stood up, something unexpected happened.
Lin Huang only felt an extremely dangerous force coming from behind, fiercely attacking him, and the killing aura swept away, making Lin Huang unable to avoid it.
Whoosh!
A huge sickle suddenly fell from the void.
Um?
Then a surprised voice sounded in the void.
Wherever the bloody giant scythe fell, Lin Huang's figure had long since disappeared.
Obviously, the bloody giant scythe was struck empty.
Then, Lin Huang appeared a few feet away from the sickle, gazing at the sudden appearance of the figure in the jungle with a frown on his face, a cold smile on his face:
"You finally showed up!"
Where Lin Huang's eyes fell, there stood a young man in blood robes, with a ferocious mask on his face, holding a huge scythe, and his whole body was filled with blood.
The sudden attack before was caused by this person.
"You know I exist?"
Under the mask, a feminine voice sounded.
"Do you think you are a yellow bird and no one can notice your existence?"
Lin Huang frowned slightly and smiled calmly.
"I prefer the description of hunter and prey!"
The blood-clothed young man raised his strange eyebrows and continued: "How did you discover my existence?"
Lin Huang chuckled twice, "Although you are very well hidden, no one can detect your existence. But you have forgotten that before I arrived, many people lost their heads!"
"If they kill each other and die, it's impossible for them to have no heads. It's probably you who cut off their heads!"
"The disciples of Piaoxue Palace are indeed quite clever!"
The blood-clothed young man snorted coldly.
Lin Huang shook his head and chuckled, "It's not that I'm smart, it's that you really have no brains!"
"Aren't you brainless?"
The young man in blood-clothed eyebrows frowned, "It seems that your previous weakness was all just an act! Since you know my existence, why did you let Gu Nanzheng leave? If you two join forces to deal with me, maybe I am no longer your opponent!"
Lin Huang remained calm and silent and did not answer the blood-clothed young man's words.
"It seems you don't believe him anymore!"
The blood-clothed young man laughed sarcastically.
Lin Huang gently folded his sleeves and asked, "You are not a disciple of any major force. Tell me, who are you to be able to sneak into Fulong Ridge!"
"Is this important? Anyway, you are going to die under my scythe!"
The young man in blood was stroking the huge scythe and said playfully.
"Since it's not important, why don't you take off your mask?"
Lin Huang sneered.
"Because only in this way, I look more scary!"
The blood-clothed young man smiled slightly, and the scythe in his hand once again glowed with cold light, "You just did that move Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, which was amazing. I just don't know if you can block my giant scythe!"
"It seems that you are also a shady person!"
Lin Huangfeng smiled coldly, and also raised the demon-suppressing knife in his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The young man in blood clothes was not angry, "You are right, I am a person living in darkness. This kind of life has been going on for ten years. But I believe that after I kill you, my life will be better.
Much better!”
"You can't kill me in the jungle!"
Lin Huang smiled and shook his head.
"Then give it a try!"
The young man in blood-clothed clothes laughed loudly, and then burst out with endless murderous intent. The huge scythe in his hand suddenly filled with a terrifying aura, and in just a few seconds, he swung towards Lin Huang and killed him.
Tianyuan Third Heaven?!
Lin Huang's expression calmed down a little, and he felt the latter's powerful strength just now. His expression froze, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place, and then he slashed out with a knife.
Boom!
The two attacks collided and exploded in the void. Under the blood shadow of the giant scythe, the God of Death was defeated step by step, and was finally crushed and dissipated by the bloody scythe.
Lin Huang's expression changed. He didn't expect that the latter's martial arts were actually as powerful as earth-level martial arts.
While thinking about it, the young man in blood-clothed roared loudly, transformed into a blood shadow, and headed towards Lin Huang again to kill.
"Snow is falling on earth!"
"Wrath of Shura!"
Lin Huang suddenly let out a low cry and rushed towards the blood-clothed young man. In the blink of an eye, the two people collided together, causing endless rumbling sounds in the jungle.
"As expected of the chief disciple of Piaoxue Palace, his physical strength is actually so powerful!"
During the battle, the young man in blood praised.
"There are many more than you can imagine!"
Lin Huang laughed and frowned tightly. Although his physical strength was extremely strong, every punch he struck on the blood-clothed young man was like hitting a ball of cotton.
There is no place to use your strength!
"Use Ten Thousand Swords to return to one, let me see its power, otherwise... you have no hope of defeating me!"
The blood-clothed young man smiled.
Then, a blood pool appeared around the blood-clothed young man, surging with terrifying murderous intent, and the smell of blood also pervaded from it.
In the blood pool, a giant claw appeared.
Then a giant claw appeared.
Another head popped up.
In just three breaths, a blood-soaked skeleton appeared in the terrifying blood pool, which was three feet in size. The bloody skeleton was holding a huge sickle, and thick murderous aura gathered around it during the breath.
.
Lin Huang's expression froze, and a feeling of extreme danger suddenly rose up his spine.
"Are you from the Blood Spirit Palace?!"
Looking at the bloody skeleton, Lin Huang said.
It was obvious that the skeleton that crawled out of the blood pool was a warrior who was raised by living sacrifices. Lin Huang had only seen this kind of sorcery in the hands of the Blood Spirit Palace.
"Good guess!"
The young man in blood-clothed clothes smiled slightly, and with a wave of his arm, a bloody skeleton stood in front of him, exuding an extremely strong murderous aura.
"This bloody skeleton was a Wuhou when he was alive. This is the reward I received after killing forty-three elite disciples of the Eastern Spirit Realm in the battle of four sects and ten dynasties three years ago!"
"If this time, I can bring back the heads of everyone here, then... tsk tsk!"
Speaking of this, the blood-clothed young man's face was full of smiles.
"Perhaps you no longer have this opportunity!"
Lin Huang sighed quietly, and while waving his sleeves and robes, the third-level sword formation appeared in front of him again, exuding torrential sword energy.
A groan!
In the jungle, the giant sword screamed like a dragon's roar.
The third-level sword formation eventually turned into a giant sword, pointing at the blood-clothed young man from afar.
Feeling the breath of the giant sword, the young man in blood became slightly solemn, and then let out a wild chuckle. As soon as his slender fingers moved, the bloody skeleton in front of him flew into the void, waving the huge scythe, and killed.
Forest wasteland.
At the same time, Lin Huang headed towards the blood-clothed young man again...
"Are you competing for physical strength again? This method is too barbaric. I don't like it!"
Looking at the rushing forest wilderness, the blood-clothed young man backed up with a charming smile on his lips.
Boom!
In the void, the giant sword collided with the blood-colored skeleton, and the huge impact spread out, turning the giant trees with a radius of a hundred feet into powder, and smoke and dust rose everywhere for a while.
However, Lin Huang's figure suddenly disappeared while running towards the blood-clothed young man.
Um?
The young man in blood-clothed eyebrows frowned slightly, and then chuckled again. As he waved his blood-colored sleeves, blood surged all over his body, forming a pool of blood to protect his whole body.
“Wang Tu’s hegemony!”
Lin Huang's voice sounded quietly in the void.
Before he finished speaking, Lin Huang appeared in front of the young man in blood clothes. The two were very close to each other. Lin Huang was seen holding the knife in both hands, slashing down horizontally, and he was instantly submerged into the blood pool.
"Even with Wang Tu's dominance, you also want to shake the blood pool. Could it be that you... hmm?"
Before the blood-clothed young man finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and the pool of blood around him suddenly exploded.
In an instant, Wang Tu Hegemony annihilated the blood pool and continued to crush the young man in blood.
"This is not Wangtu's hegemony!"
The young man in blood-clothed clothes put his hands behind his back and said sternly.
Lin Huangsen smiled coldly and followed the retreating figure of the blood-clothed young man, the killing intent in his eyes becoming more determined.
He would kill everyone in the Blood Spirit Palace on sight!
It is indeed not the king's hegemony, but it is also the king's hegemony.
It's just that Lin Huang killed the killing god with one blow and hid it in the Overlord; he hid the snow floating in the world in Wang Tu, and used the power of Wang Tu's Hegemony to transform the two martial arts into mutually exclusive forces, thus achieving an explosion.
Killer.
This move is more essential than Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One.
This is Lin Huang's real trump card so far, and it is what Lin Huang prepared for the young man in blood early in the morning.
call out!
Just as the blood-clothed young man retreated in panic, another change occurred.
In the void, a subtle and mysterious voice suddenly sounded, and an extremely dangerous aura pointed towards Li Linhuang.
Lin Huang's expression suddenly changed, and he retreated sharply.
Bang!
The moment Lin Huang landed on the ground, Wang Tu Ba Ye, who was charging towards the blood-clothed young man, was completely crushed to death by a powerful force, and there was an unavoidable blood groove on Lin Huang's arm.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Huang suddenly froze on the spot, staring at the young man in blood-clothed clothes in front of him, with piercing murderous intent dancing in the depths of his eyes, and his thin lips as cold as a blade: