Outside the majestic mottled black city wall, yellow sand was flying, sweeping in all directions like an incoming storm. Dozens of long swords in the storm screamed, and the blue light surged, killing towards the forest wilderness.
The storm that swept over was like a giant beast with its bloody mouth open, and it could swallow Lin Huang in one gulp at any time. The ten shining long swords were so terrifying that Lin Huang's whole body tensed up, and he couldn't even breathe.
Stop involuntarily.
On the majestic city wall of the Blood Triangle, many people saw this scene, which was both dull and frightening.
What's ordinary is that there are at least dozens of incidents like this every day in the Blood Triangle. What's shocking is that it's actually a warrior in the Tianyuan realm who is chasing and killing a human-yuan kid.
And just now, it seemed that another Tianyuan realm warrior had suffered a loss.
Looking at the young man in black robe running towards him with dozens of swords trailing behind him, most of the people on the city wall had a joking attitude and had no intention of taking action.
In the Blood Triangle, there are three taboos!
One is to look down upon others.
The second is to be nosy.
The third is to be kind-hearted and soft-hearted.
If you cannot remember these points, it will be difficult for anyone to survive for more than three days in the Blood Triangle.
Therefore, these people on the city tower have long developed a disregard for life and death, and have realized that human life is like grass. If they don't see two people die in a day, they feel uncomfortable all over.
"What a miserable boy. He was actually being chased by a warrior in the Tianyuan realm."
"It's a miracle that he can survive to this day and avoid the three swords. But even with his strange movement, he will eventually be exhausted."
"How about... let's make a bet on which sword he will eventually die by?"
"Five handles!"
"Seven handles!"
"It's time to hang up the next one!"
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There was a heated discussion on the tower, but Lin Huang was sweating profusely, and his entire face was extremely pale. Just as the warrior on the tower said, he was beginning to run out of energy.
If it weren't for the extreme physical skills required during the Three Thousand Miles training, Lin Huang would never have been able to avoid those three long swords.
Now, there are still seven long swords following Lin Huang. And he is still two miles away from the Blood Triangle. When he looks up, he can see the ancient tower that is ten feet high.
Whoosh!
Another sword flew past Lin Huang's shoulder, leaving a blood groove deep into the bone on Lin Huang's body.
There are still six swords left behind!
"Fight!"
While running wildly, Lin Huang gritted his teeth fiercely and turned around to face the long sword that was coming at lightning speed.
The blade of the sword shot out, with little bits of cold light shining on it, filled with a sharp and compelling aura.
Lin Huang raised his hand, and a flash of light shone on the storage ring. Immediately, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from it and blocked Lin Huang.
The array puppet reappears.
Clang clang clang!
The moment the formation puppet blocked Lin Huang's body, three long swords collided with it, making an exciting sound of fighting, and a series of sparks even appeared on the formation puppet's body.
Lin Huang spit out a mouthful of blood. Even though the formation blocked him from fatal injuries, the powerful impact still spread throughout his body.
With Lin Huang's current strength, he is completely unstoppable.
The only good thing is that Lin Huang used the impact of the three long swords to slide backwards for more than 300 meters.
In the distance, the man who followed the sword frowned slightly. No ordinary Earth Yuan warrior could evade such an attack, but Lin Huang, a Human Yuan warrior, actually dodged it one after another.
The man wearing a bamboo hat waved his hand lightly, controlled three long swords, and stabbed away from three different directions.
One handle is straight ahead.
A top of the head.
A handle appeared from behind!
Three sharp swords stabbed from three different directions. The terrifying aura was like a torn cage, trapping Lin Huang inside and strangling him step by step.
At the critical moment, Lin Huang became much calmer.
He can still struggle once more, but if he makes a mistake this time, he will have to resign himself to fate.
Immediately, Lin Huang held up the array puppet with both hands to block the long sword falling from above his head. The still somewhat thin figure moved strangely in the air, and then... Lin Huang straightened his chest...
It seems to be welcoming the arrival of the long sword.
Phew!
The setting sun was as red as blood, and the smoke and dust rolled up by the desert sand enveloped the void, exuding a manic atmosphere. Under the majestic and simple tower, two swords pierced Lin Huang's skin and sank into the latter's body.
With the sound of skin and flesh being torn apart like cloth, Lin Huang's body was thrown high into the air.
Then, he flew into the Blood Triangle at a terrifying speed...
There was no other reason, it was just because the sword that penetrated Lin Huang's back passed directly through his body. The long sword that penetrated from the front was forcibly stuck in the crevices of Lin Huang's bones.
The huge impact of the long sword went straight into the Blood Triangle!
"Old man!"
On the way to fly upside down into the Blood Triangle, Lin Huang's mouth covered with blood split open, revealing a cold smile. He looked at the man in the bamboo hat in the distance and laughed.
"As expected of Lin Changtian's son!"
In the storm of yellow sand, the man in the bamboo hat frowned slightly when he saw this. He never thought that Lin Huang would enter the Blood Triangle in this way.
However, he was not angry and it seemed that it was not a big deal since he did not kill Lin Huang.
The warriors who were watching the show on the city tower were dumbfounded at this moment. After a long time, they exclaimed, "So this works!"
Those who can survive in the Blood Triangle are those with extremely rich combat experience. But when they carefully recall what Lin Huang did just now, they still feel a bit terrifying.
Just by adjusting one movement in the air, he avoided the fatal damage from the long sword behind him, allowing it to pass through the body calmly. At the same time, the sword in front of him just got stuck in the bone seam, and retreated away with the force.
It seems simple, but it is extremely difficult.
To achieve this, not to mention the need to precisely calculate the landing point of each sword, just the difficulty of moving the human realm in the air is unimaginable.
Those who can do this must have very rich combat experience, or their combat experience must have reached a terrifying level.
The warriors looked at Lin Huang who had fled into the Blood Triangle, and their expressions could not help but become extremely solemn. There were ten thousand things in their hearts that couldn't figure it out at the same time. This kid was only sixteen or seventeen years old, how could he do this?
"Do you think you can escape death this way?"
Just when Lin Huang was about to let out a long sigh of relief, the man in the bamboo hat stepped into the Blood Triangle. Even if he violated the agreement between the Blood Triangle and the four major sects, he would kill Lin Huang here.
Lin Huang's expression changed drastically, Huo De drew out the Demon Suppressing Knife, and the martial arts killing god began to condense with one strike!
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared in front of Lin Huang, forming a solid barrier, and at the same time, a majestic scolding sound suddenly sounded:
"Han, this Blood Triangle is not a place you should get involved in!"
The man in the bamboo hat calmed down slightly, feeling the force of compulsion coming in like a tide. He paused as he stepped into the Blood Triangle. He raised his head and stared at the person behind Lin Huang. He couldn't help but raise an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, but he was just indifferent.
road:
"...We'll see you later!"
Then, the man in the bamboo hat walked away gracefully and disappeared into the Blood Triangle like the breeze.
The warriors on the tower looked at the man in the bamboo hat leaving, and then looked back at the person who appeared behind Lin Huang. Their expressions changed, "It's him who's here!"
Before Lin Huang had time to see who had saved him, his face turned pale and he fainted to the ground.
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Dongling Realm, Wuya Peak!
When Lin Huang fainted in the Blood Triangle, Wuya Peak's aura became particularly solemn, even extremely terrifying.
"Ahem!"
On the top of the mountain, Jia Wanjin covered his mouth with his hand, his face turned green and white, and his coughing sound was carried away by the wind on the top of the cliff.
In front of Jia Wanjin, dozens of dark figures appeared. Each of them wrapped their bodies in black robes, with ferocious masks on their faces, only revealing their deep eyes, looking indifferently.
At this moment, he is like a sick cat in middle age.
These ten people seem to have a dark atmosphere in their bones.
"You are at the end of your rope, do you still want to struggle? Tell us the whereabouts of the Ancient Scrolls of Mountains and Rivers, and we will let you die peacefully, otherwise... you may only be worthy of becoming a puppet!"
The man in black in the middle said, looking at Jia Wanjin with a trace of disdain and pity in his eyes.
"The ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers are in the hands of Xuanyuan Tibing. If you have the ability, go and grab it. I just don't know if you have the courage." Jia Wanjin coughed and said with a sarcastic smile. His thin figure stood on the top of the mountain, like the wind.
The remaining candle will be extinguished at any time.
"Humph, if it is really in his hands, we will naturally go and get it. But cunning rabbits have three holes. You have been in business for more than 20 years. With your cunning and treacherous character, I am afraid that Xuanyuan's soldiers are just a cover-up."
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The man in black snorted coldly, "I hope you can see the world clearly. You still have a daughter and son-in-law still alive. If you don't tell the whereabouts of the ancient scrolls, do you want your Jia family to be extinct?"
"I'm not afraid that the strong wind on the top of the cliff will blow my tongue!"
Faced with the threat of the man in black, Jia Wanjin ignored it at all, raised his pale face without any blood, and said indifferently:
"You, a group of people, have been working hard for more than two hundred years to find the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers and release the things in the Yin and Yang Valley. What's the result? In the end, you end up living in darkness, and you don't dare to show your face in front of old friends!"
As soon as Jia Wanjin said this, several people in the group of black people opposite him suddenly started to shake. They obviously did not expect that Jia Wanjin had been involved in business for many years and had a photographic memory.
Just by looking at each person's eyes, you can tell who they are.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect you to know something about Yin Yang Valley. I really underestimate you. This will make it even worse for you!"
The leading man in black sneered, his heart filled with murderous intent.
"It doesn't matter whether you live or die. I just laugh at you people. You are willing to sell your dignity in order to become stronger and are willing to be other people's dogs. But you don't know that you are just daydreaming from beginning to end."
The sickness on Jia Wanjin's face became more and more obvious, but he spoke sarcastically like a knife;
"From Xuanyuan Wuxiang two hundred and fifty years ago, to Chen Ruoxu later, Xiao Yishan a hundred years ago, Chu Yuntu followed closely, and Lin Changtian sixteen years ago! Every time you succeed is imminent.
"Sometimes, someone will show up to break your plan. Even if you come back now, the result will not change at all."
"You know a lot, so tell me who else can stop me from waiting this time?"
The man in black laughed angrily.
"This time... there is the human myth Xuanyuan Tibing! There is also Thirteen Kills!"
Jia Wanjin snorted coldly.
"Xuanyuan raises soldiers? Haha, no matter how strong he is, he is just a warrior. After the Yin and Yang Valley is born, how can he stop the torrent of thousands of people like us?" The man in black said sinisterly:
"And those Thirteen Killers are just thirteen turtles with shrunken heads!"
"Whether it is yes or no, that is a matter of concern to your companions. And you just stay and keep me company. My death in exchange for your miserable lives is the first time in my life that I have made a loss-making business!"
Jia Wanjin said with an indifferent expression.
At this moment, he no longer coughs!
Under the biting cold wind, this sick cat, who looked like a candle in the wind, was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, with criss-crossing wrinkles on his pale face.
His figure became more and more stooped.
The black hair on his head turned as white as snow in less than ten breaths, flying slightly in the cold wind, seeming to have a trace of loneliness and sadness.
What was gained at the cost of burning life was a power that surpassed Jia Wanjin's peak period!
Under the cold night sky, Jia Wanjin, who was dressed as a businessman, let out an angry roar, and then the momentum around him was like a rainbow shooting through the sun, soaring into the sky...