Han Qingtian's death caused turmoil in the Eastern Spirit Realm. But the real storm was far from coming...
Half a month later, Lin Huang and others were thousands of miles away from Xuanyuan City and appeared at Shanhe Pass.
At the Shanhe Pass, Lin Huang stood with a sword in hand, looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers inside the pass and the long yellow sand outside the pass, stroking the Demon Suppressing Knife with a calm expression.
Next to Lin Huang, Jun Qingcheng and others stood side by side. Bai Xiaopang was holding two huge hammers, looking extremely burly.
In half a month, four people traveled thousands of miles from east to west, came out from Xuanyuan City, and reached Shanhe Pass, killing twenty-seven people in Blood Spirit Hall.
The name of Thirteen Kills has already caused huge waves in the Dongling Realm.
In less than three months, five to six hundred people died, and each one of them had a good identity and strong strength.
People in the Eastern Spiritual Realm were panicked for a while, fearing that at some point, a sharp sword would suddenly appear and pierce through their chests.
"There are only three people left!"
Beside Lin Huang, Lin Cangxue was stroking the three-foot green blade with her hand, and said calmly.
In the allocation of thirteen kills, Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue were left with the last three people on their assassination lists.
The leader of the Mercenary Alliance is Lei Li.
Lingyun Dynasty Song Wugui.
The great scholar Cao Mingsheng.
"These three people are all at the Wuhou realm, so they are not easy to kill!"
Lin Huang frowned, but didn't show the slightest fear.
Now that the four of them are here, not to mention that Jun Qingcheng has the strength to be ranked on the Wuhou Ranking. Even Lin Huang, Lin Cangxue, and Bai Xiaopang carrying two big hammers have the strength to kill Wuhou.
Lin Huang and others appeared here to intercept and kill the mercenary alliance leader Lei Li.
boom.
rumble……
Half a day later, there was a roaring sound in Shanhe Pass, as if thousands of horses and troops were coming, causing the earth to tremble.
Lin Huang looked up and saw a group of mercenaries coming ten miles away, all riding level two monsters, full of fierce auras.
The number of mercenaries is so large that there are hundreds of them.
And at the core of the mercenaries, a middle-aged man in purple clothes stepped on the third-level demon beast Flying Tiger, flying forward in the void, fully displaying the realm of Wuhou.
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed and fell on the latter.
Thunderous.
The leader of the mercenary alliance, Wuhou, the second level of strength, is the leader of mercenaries among dozens of surrounding dynasties. He has hunted and killed fourth-level monsters at the level of Tianyuan.
Judging from his demeanor, he looks like a strong-willed man, but unfortunately he is from the Blood Spirit Palace.
Looking at the burly middle-aged man, Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, and then he appeared majestically, with a mask on his face, and rushed down the Shanhe Pass with a knife.
Behind Lin Huang, Lin Cangxue followed.
Little Fatty Bai carried two hammers and rushed towards the group of mercenaries. Jun Qingcheng held her snow cheeks and followed Lin Huang without losing sight, with a sweet smile on her face.
In just half a quarter of an hour, the three of them stopped and blocked hundreds of mercenaries.
There was a bang.
Hundreds of mercenaries stopped and looked at the three people who suddenly blocked the road, and they were suddenly full of vigilance.
Among the mercenaries, Lei Li frowned suddenly, stared at the leader Lin Huang, and said calmly: "May I ask, is the number thirteen kills?"
"Thirteen people kill?"
The mercenaries around Lei Li were stunned, with fear in their cruel eyes. They thought it was just an ordinary escape, but they didn't expect to be killed by Thirteen People.
In the middle of the avenue, Lin Huang nodded calmly, but it caused hundreds of mercenaries to retreat dozens of steps.
In the records of the Eastern Spiritual Realm, the Thirteen Kills of Renzi have never failed.
"If you want to get out of seclusion and escape to the Blood Spirit Palace, it's no longer possible!"
Lin Huang said calmly, pointing to the girl in red at Shanhe Gate, and then said: "If you commit suicide, your whole body will be kept; if you don't want to, your body and head will be removed!"
Lei Li frowned, with a ruthless look on his brows, "The so-called Thirteen Kills, what you are proficient in is the art of assassination. Since you showed up openly, can you still kill me?"
"I would like to learn something today. What is so powerful about the so-called Thirteen Kills? It can make people all over the world fearful of it!"
Lei Li's body shook, and a pair of huge wings appeared behind him, like a blood eagle, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
"Kill them for this alliance leader, and you will be rewarded with a million taels of gold!"
Lei Li shouted loudly, ordering the hundreds of mercenaries around him, and at the same time turned into a blood shadow and rushed toward Lin Huang.
Lin Huang smiled slightly and drew his sword to fight.
Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang were in the middle of the avenue, not moving at all.
In the field, hundreds of mercenaries looked at the two fighting people, swallowed their saliva and looked at Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang in front of them. They were a group of desperadoes. Faced with the temptation of millions of gold, it was naturally a little difficult.
resistance.
This is the so-called pursuit of wealth and wealth in the midst of danger.
"kill!"
A mercenary suddenly roared and took the lead to kill Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang. Then all the mercenaries rode monsters and crushed them towards them.
Woof...
In the avenue, a big white cat suddenly appeared and barked. It didn't sound like a bark at all, but rather a bit aggrieved, which comically undermined the sense of urgency of the battle.
However, just after the dog barked, the second-level monsters under the crotch of hundreds of mercenaries all collapsed to the ground, trembling and whimpering, and did not dare to take a step forward.
It seems that the big white cat is the peerless king among monsters.
When hundreds of mercenaries saw this scene, their pupils shrank sharply. However, they were unable to restrain their forward bodies and continued to kill Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang.
Then, Lin Cangxue drew out her long sword.
Little Fatty Bai raised two big hammers, like an overlord holding up the sky.
…
The war came in a hurry, but it was also in a hurry.
In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of mercenaries were lying on the ground. Where Lin Cangxue's sword struck, all the mercenaries were killed, leaving no one alive.
And under Bai Xiaopang's hammer, all the heads were exploded.
In the void, Lin Huang had already torn Lei Li's wings to pieces, and his fists glowed with a deep golden color, falling like raindrops on the latter's body. Each punch was full of explosive power.
There was a bang.
Lei Li was punched to the ground by Lin Huang, creating a big crater and lying in it not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Lin Huang drew his knife, squatted down and looked at Lei Li in the pit, with a look of death on his face.
At this moment, Jun Qingcheng, who was at Shanhe Pass, suddenly noticed something. The crimson figure turned into a rainbow and came fiercely towards Lin Huang.
In the middle of the avenue, just as Lin Huang was slashing with his long sword, he discovered that the demon-suppressing sword was actually imprisoned by a mysterious force and could not make any cuts.
Jun Qingcheng tiptoed and stood beside Lin Huang, Qiu Shui's eyes staring ahead.
Lin Huang immediately raised his head and saw an old monk with a withered figure appearing not far ahead.
Wearing a blue cassock, holding a rosary in his hand, reciting Buddhist Dharma, he walked slowly on the avenue with his head lowered.
"Amitabha!"
A sound of immeasurable Dharma resounded calmly in the air, but it revealed endless power of aspiration. Just as the old monk recited Amitabha, he lifted up the demon-suppressing knife in Lin Huang's hand...