In the void, Lin Huang's sword was simple and unpretentious. But the moment he pushed the sword out of its sheath, Liu Cangsheng's face was full of horror, and he could not avoid it.
A hissing sound.
That knife passed through Liu Cangsheng's neck plainly and simply.
"If you have the ability, just risk your life to play with me!"
Looking at Liu Cangsheng with blood spurting from his neck, Lin Huang smiled slightly, his expression cold and unruly.
There was another snap.
Liu Cangsheng's head hit Baizhan City and fell to pieces.
Then, another breath of Liu Cangsheng began to condense in the void.
Lin Huang looked at Liu Cangsheng who was about to appear, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, held his sword and waited.
At this moment, the monk who had traveled thousands of miles back took another step back and landed on the clouds.
Song Hanshan looked at Li Shasheng who reappeared, his pupils narrowed. The latter was covered in blood at this moment, and he was obviously seriously injured.
Li Shasheng lowered his head and glanced at the battle situation below, then raised his head again and forgot about the vast world. He coughed and sighed, knowing that he shouldn't stay here for a long time.
I was afraid of intercepting him before, but I didn't know how many people were going to chase him.
"You decide whether to kill or keep this son. If you kill him, you may have no hope of entering the realm of the Holy Emperor in this life. If you don't kill him, your heart will be broken, and you will also have no hope of entering the realm of the Holy Emperor!"
Li Shaisheng's expression gradually softened and he said calmly.
Song Hanshan frowned slightly, feeling that he had stepped into a quagmire at some point and it was difficult to climb out.
Afterwards, Li Shasheng took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist again and threw them into the forest wilderness in the void. "Remember, the poor monk's name is Li Shasheng. You owe me a huge favor. If you don't repay the debt, you will die. Poor monk."
I will dig your grave!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shasheng flicked his long-sleeved monk's robe and disappeared into the clouds. He kept nagging, "What the hell is this Bodhisattva? If you don't do business, look at the two."
The ants were fighting here, and even got themselves into it...and they were tricked by Old Man Tianji again."
In the sky above Baizhan City, Lin Huang looked at the empty clouds, bowed slightly, and then slowly wrapped the string of Buddhist beads around his left wrist.
…
Li Shasheng left.
The imprisonment of people from various forces in the void also disappeared.
The moment the confinement disappeared, the golden-robed Holy King of Dongtian Divine Sect roared angrily and charged towards Linhuang.
Liu Cangsheng died three times in a row and failed to achieve enlightenment, so his sin was huge. Now, the golden-robed holy king wished he could crush Lin Huang's bones into ashes.
A buzzing sound.
Just as the golden-robed Holy King's palm fell, a scepter suddenly appeared in the void, pressing against the golden-robed Holy King's fallen palm.
"Who is it!!"
The golden-robed Holy King roared angrily and looked outside Baizhan City.
Everyone present also raised their eyes and looked over.
"Xingtian Temple, Hua Xianruo!"
Outside Baizhan City, an old voice suddenly sounded.
As he finished speaking, an old woman dressed in plain green clothes suddenly appeared in the sky above Baizhan City. Her skin was smooth and discernible, and she stared at the golden-robed Holy King with a mean expression.
Behind Hua Xianruo, there were dozens of people wearing green clothes and masks. Their strength ranged from King Wu to King Wu.
And on the chest and neckline of every man wearing a green mask, there is a small golden word "廵"!
Xingtian Temple, Patrolling Angel!
And that Hua Xianruo was Granny Hua whom Lin Huang had met in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
After appearing in Baizhan City, Hua Xianruo glanced at Lin Huang, nodded slightly, and then turned his gaze back to the Golden-Clothed Saint King.
"Grandma Hua, this son's killing of the young master of my divine sect has nothing to do with your Xingtian Temple. Do you also want to get involved?"
The golden-robed Saint King hissed with gloomy eyes.
"Why doesn't it matter?"
Granny Hua took back the scepter in the void with one hand, her expression as mean as ever, "This son is proficient in martial arts and dominates the world. It is the unique skill of the demon Qin Changsheng from ancient times. The palm of the Xingtian Temple patrols the common people, and is responsible for enforcing the law on behalf of heaven. Naturally, he must
Clear away the demonic ways for Cangqiong Continent. Since Linhuang will dominate the world, it is naturally inseparable from Qin Changsheng and the demonic sect. Since it is inseparable from the demonic sect, it will be under the control of my Xingtian Temple!"
The golden-robed Saint King frowned slightly, and then said in a cold voice: "If this is the case, then please ask Granny Hua to kill this boy immediately. Anyone who has anything to do with the Demonic Cult will not die a good death."
Granny Hua's eyes pierced fiercely, and there was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes as she looked at the Holy King in Golden Clothes.
"You say that I have a great relationship with the Ming Cult. I wonder if you, the old dog of the Holy King, have any evidence?"
Before Granny Hua spoke, Lin Huang suddenly stepped forward, put his hands behind his back and smiled lightly.
"Ha... He can even dominate the world, doesn't it matter? Moreover, on the mainland, when it comes to facing the demon sect, we would rather kill the wrong one than let him go!"
The golden-robed Saint King stared at Lin Huang with cold eyes and said with murderous intent.
Looking at the murderous Saint King in Golden Clothes, Lin Huang was not afraid to laugh back, and then pointed to the clouds above his head, "Then before you kill me, you have to kill this guy first."
Um?
The golden-robed Saint King frowned and looked up.
Above the clouds, Song Hanshan appeared in the sky above Baizhan City, wrapped in snow-white mink fur, with his big sleeves rolled up.
At this time, the famous figures from all the major forces here received three pieces of news, which made them frown, and then they all focused their attention on Lin Huang.
The golden-robed Saint King stared at Song Hanshan thoughtfully and said in a deep voice: "Song Hanshan, what is your relationship with this son? Do you, the Song family, also want to have a hand in this matter?"
"none of your business!"
Song Hanshan said coldly.
"you……"
The golden-robed Saint King was furious, and then took a long breath, with a gloomy look on his face, "In this case, it seems that we can only see the results under our hands. Do you think our Dongtian Divine Sect really has no one?"
After the golden-robed Saint King finished speaking, he raised his head and looked into the void.
Then, a powerful aura suddenly landed in the sky above Baizhan City, and stood majestically beside the golden-robed Saint King.
The man was wearing green armor and was as thick and tall as a mountain. He was carrying a golden spear with a bright body, like a killing golden dragon, looking down at the nine heavens and ten earth.
Lin Huang stared at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi and armor who suddenly appeared, with a playful look on his face.
He had also seen this person in the Eastern Spirit Realm. He was Liu Fusang, a powerful martial saint under the command of Saint King Maye of the Dongtian Divine Sect.
Then, the golden-robed Holy King cast his gaze on Qiu Qianyu of Tiandao Sect and said coldly: "Elder Qiu, do you want to stand there and watch the show?"
Qiu Qianyu's expression froze slightly, and he hesitated.
Then, Qiu Qianyu walked with difficulty and appeared on the battlefield, making the golden-robed Saint King's expression slightly soften.
In the sky, the golden-robed Holy King once again cast his gaze on Ge Shujian and said, "Master Ge Shu, I wonder what you will choose?"
Brother Shujian, who was wearing a black robe, raised his eyebrows, then smiled coldly, "Of course it's a choice you don't like!"
Then, Ge Shujian stepped forward and appeared in front of Lin Huang.
The golden-clothed Saint King's eyes suddenly pierced, and he looked at Song Hanshan, Granny Hua and Ge Shujian in front of Lin Huang, and his heart became increasingly angry. He clenched his fists and hissed to Liu Fusang: "My enemy and I
Qianyu holds the three of them, you go and kill Linhuang for me!"
Liu Fusang nodded coldly.
However, just after the Golden-clothed Saint King arranged how to kill Lin Huang, people from other forces who were originally looked down upon and ignored by him, for some reason, all moved their steps and stood in front of Lin Huang.