Even though the golden figure fluttering down Zhao Xuanchao's sleeves was just a dead object, in Lin Huang's eyes, it seemed to be alive and intelligent.
Extraordinarily powerful.
I am afraid that his strength is comparable to that of Zhao Xuanchao himself.
If Lin Huang hadn't used his flexible posture and rich tactics to fight with the golden figure, Lin Huang would have been hammered into pieces in just a few rounds.
On the side, Zhao Xuanchao looked at the two fighting men with a smile on his face.
But in his heart, he gradually became surprised.
He did not expect that Lin Huang could persist under his summons for such a long time. This was simply not something that King Wu could do.
Even an ordinary Martial King would not be much better able to deal with it than Lin Huang.
For a moment, Zhao Xuanchao became curious about the person in front of him who had snatched the Xing Zi Emperor Sword.
Until now, he still didn't know what Lin Huang's name was.
And when Zhao Xuanchao was deep in thought, the smile on his face suddenly froze...
Later.
Zhao Xuanchao turned around and looked into the deep jungle.
However, in the blink of an eye, a black figure quickly emerged from the jungle, and his whole body was filled with a domineering aura.
It is the emperor's soul.
Emperor Hunsheng was originally chasing Lin Huang quickly, but suddenly saw the scene in front of him, and was a little surprised for a moment.
...Yao Yefeng actually fell to the ground.
Immediately, Di Hun Sheng returned to normal. After looking at Lin Huang and the golden figure, he moved his gaze to Zhao Xuanchao, "What do you mean?"
Zhao Xuanchao smiled, stretched, and then said with a smile: "What can you say? It all depends on your ability. Now we are the only two who are qualified to obtain this line of Emperor Sword!"
"So...very good!"
As soon as Di Hun Sheng finished speaking, he transformed into a jet-black light and shadow and charged towards Zhao Xuanchao.
Zhao Xuanchao seemed to have been prepared, and moved back in the jungle. At the same time, a sword appeared in front of him.
That's a mahogany sword!
The sword was a little dark, as if it had been stained by Zhao Xuanchao.
The mahogany sword is engraved with seven-star patterns.
Looks very ordinary.
There is no brilliance at all.
Zhao Xuanchao didn't have any momentum around him. He simply grabbed the peach wood sword and then killed the emperor's soul.
Emperor Hunsheng frowned for a moment.
When he faced the ordinary sword attack from Zhao Xuanchao, he seemed to be more cautious than ever before. A dark broad sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Above the broad sword, there is a black dragon resurrected.
Just as the broad sword was dancing, the black dragon gathered its energy and charged towards Zhao Xuanchao.
Bang.
In the jungle, a loud noise suddenly erupted.
Smoke and dust are everywhere.
Zhao Xuanchao and Di Hunsheng quickly retreated at the same time.
The next moment, the two people rushed towards each other again.
On the other side, Lin Huang was also fighting fiercely with the golden figure. However, Lin Huang allocated part of his energy to pay attention to the battle between Zhao Xuanchao and Di Hunsheng.
It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that Zhao Xuanchao and Di Hunsheng started to fight.
Lin Huang suddenly lost consciousness and was punched in the chest by a golden figure. He vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Suddenly seeing this, Zhao Xuanchao smiled, and just as he waved, the golden figure slammed towards Emperor Hunsheng.
Emperor Hunsheng suddenly frowned.
Then, his figure suddenly stepped back...
However, the golden figure was extremely fast, far faster than Emperor Houndsheng, and appeared in front of Emperor Houndsheng in just a breath.
The next moment.
Before the fist of the golden figure arrived, a towering ancient tree suddenly appeared behind Emperor Hun Sheng.
"This is……"
Lin Huang, who fell to the ground and was vomiting blood and pretending to be faint, looked at the ancient wood martial spirit that the emperor soul had transformed into, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
That giant tree is not very tall.
Only about three feet.
But lush and green.
Above the tree trunk, endless light shines out.
The leaves on the tree are swaying, but they give people a knife-edge feeling.
——Fuso sacred tree!
Lin Huang was in a state of shock when the sacred Fusang tree swayed slightly and cast a ray of light.
Bang.
There was a sudden loud noise in the jungle.
The light that simply fell down actually blocked the golden figure's brazen punch and knocked the golden figure flying away.
The moment the golden figure flew out, the peach wood sword in Zhao Xuanchao's hand had arrived.
A groan.
The mahogany sword easily penetrated the light of the Fuso tree.
Emperor Hunsheng's eyes widened, and the next moment the Fuso sacred tree began to tremble violently, making the roar of crows seem to echo throughout the jungle.
…
The battle in the jungle continues.
I don’t know who will win in the battle between Emperor Hunsheng and Zhao Xuanchao.
However, Lin Huang left without anyone noticing long before the two of them fought until they had no time to be distracted.
Moreover, Lin Huang knew that this was not a battle between Emperor Hundsheng and Zhao Xuanchao.
And that Yao Yefeng who fell to the ground...
Even though Zhao Xuanchao believed in the power of his palm, Lin Huang didn't believe it. He didn't believe that Yao Yefeng would die so easily.
Maybe Zhao Xuanchao also knows.
But Di Hun Sheng definitely doesn’t know.
The result of the intrigue between the three people is really unpredictable.
Lin Huang didn't bother to pay attention and fled all the way towards the far-reaching road.
However……
Two quarters of an hour later, when Lin Huang saw the abyss, he stopped.
Then he frowned.
Nothing more.
Just because there is an extra figure beside the abyss.
A young monk wearing a red cassock!
——Sakongjial Tower.
When Lin Huang saw Shakongjialou, Shakongjialou who was sitting cross-legged on the ground also opened his eyes and stared at Lin Huang calmly.
At this moment, Shakongjia Tower looked a little embarrassed.
It seems that Lin Huang's previous strategy of driving away tigers and devouring wolves was very effective.
But Shakongjialou looked more meticulous, perhaps because his expression was calm and serious.
"Junior Brother Huang, we meet again!"
Shakongjialou was the first to speak.
"What a coincidence!"
Lin Huang smiled and approached Shakongjia Tower.
"This time, Junior Brother Huang, are you willing to follow me back to the Buddhist Kingdom of the West?"
"Disaster!"
"Junior Brother Huang is so stubborn, it seems that we can only fight!"
"No rush!"
"Why not hurry?"
"I'm waiting for someone!"
"Are you waiting for those people from before? Junior Brother Huang, you don't have to wait any longer. They have all been sent to the other side by the young monk. They can't get through!"
"You did me a big favor!"
"What's the explanation?"
"That way I don't have to worry about them!"
Lin Huang smiled, and then his figure suddenly flashed out, rushing towards the abyss in the midst of lightning and flint.
On the cliff, looking at the forest wilderness that suddenly escaped, Shakong Jialou's expression did not change at all.
He just sat cross-legged on the ground, put his hands together, and recited the wonderful sound for the first time:
"Amitabha--"
Bang.
Then there was a loud noise in the void.
Just as the words of Shakongjialou fell, Lin Huang, who had rushed out of the cliff, slammed into an invisible wall.
The wall blocked Lin Huang back, and he fell heavily onto the cliff.
Lin Huang frowned and looked up to see a red cassock stretching ten miles across the abyss...
Above the cassock, there is a brilliant golden light.