Valkyrie

Chapter 595 A Dog Without Minions

Keng!
The long sword in the middle-aged warrior's hand passed across, and when he was about to cut off Lin Huang's head, there was a faint clanging sound in the void.

A knife appeared in Lin Huang's hand.

blocked that sword...

And the knife that suddenly appeared was the Suppressing Demon Knife.In the East Spirit Realm, it comes from Wuhou Jia Tiansheng's family saber.

Lin Huang had never used this knife since leaving the Eastern Spirit Realm.Because the owner of this knife, thousands of years ago, should also come from Zuojia Mingjiao.

Under the situation of life and death, Lin Huang naturally has no scruples.

At this moment, the Suppressing Demon Knife was three inches out of its sheath.

Cang Tian Jue Shen Zhan reappeared, blocking the simple long sword of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged warrior's attack was thwarted, and his face changed drastically. He felt a terrifying crisis instantly enveloping his whole body. He looked at the long knife that was slowly drawn out of its sheath, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"You have no chance!"

Lin Huang smiled coldly, and just as he waved his arms, the Demon Suppressing Saber standing in the air suddenly came out of its sheath.

In an instant, Heaven's Absolute God Slash reappeared in the killing arena.

The Suppressing Demon Knife couldn't bear the terrifying breath, so it shattered in response.

In the fierce fighting arena, shattered blades fly in disorder, cooperating with the Heaven's Absolute God to slash in all directions...

Keng Keng Keng Keng.

The middle-aged warrior's expression changed dramatically as he watched the Heavenly Jue Shen Zhan attacking from all directions.Sword Qi was flying all over his body, constantly intercepting the flying blades.

call out.

In the void, suddenly there was a faint sound of golden spears, like arrow feathers piercing gold and cracking stones.

In the fighting arena.

The figure of the middle-aged warrior suddenly froze.

All the sword energy around him disappeared like a tide.

Behind the underground palace, the owner of the Sword Qi Tower stood up suddenly, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and the gloomyness made one's spine chill.

Lin Huang looked at the shattered Suppressing Demon Knife in his hand, and smiled with a lonely expression.

Finally...it was broken.

And in front of Lin Huang, the middle-aged warrior stared with incredible eyes, and all expressions were frozen on his face.Between his eyebrows, a pitch-black blade was deeply embedded, ending all the latter's thoughts.

bang.

The middle-aged warrior fell to the ground and died.

There was a brief silence around the killing field, and then there was a violent sound of boiling.They looked at the young man in the arena with extremely excited expressions.

It wasn't that Lin Huang won them money again.

It was the person killed by the latter, who could be ranked among the top three warriors under the realm of the Sword Qi Tower Martial King.

Also because of winning 47 games in a row.

In the history of the fighting arena, the record of winning 47 games in a row was still 13 years ago.And today, they witnessed once again that the skinny young man in black robe with white hair stained with blood touched the previous record step by step.

And the name of Lin Changsheng had been spread in Baizhan City for only three days.

In the underground palace, there was a scene of boiling.

Outside the underground palace, thousands of people couldn't squeeze in at all. Listening to the sound erupting in the underground palace, they were as anxious as five thousand monkeys, scratching their ears and cheeks.After the news inside came out, he also yelled.

In the fighting arena, Lin Huang braced his body to calm down the disordered Qi and blood in his body.

The messy mind calmed down slightly, but it was just 47 wins in a row, his battle...has just begun!
And the people behind will be even more terrifying and powerful.

After the warrior in Jianqi Building died, the pavilion master of Longyuan Pavilion hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to give Lin Huang a chance to breathe.

But at this moment, one of the warriors watching the battle ran in, and after entering the fighting arena, he killed Lin Huang without saying a word.

Anyone can see that Lin Huang was exhausted after the previous battle.

Many people wanted to go in and pick up a head.

Although the behavior is a bit dishonorable, if you kill a genius who has won 47 games in a row, it is enough for the latter to hold his head high and be a lifetime person.

But unfortunately.

The martial artist who rushed into the arena seemed to have forgotten his martial arts realm, which was only Marquis Wu Qichongtian.

Before getting close to Lin Huang, he was pierced through the chest by Lin Huang's palm.

A flying cannon fodder helped Lin Huang to cut down all the history in the killing arena and became the No.48 of 1 consecutive cuts.

In the killing arena, there are already many bones at this moment.

Lin Huang walked in the blood-soaked field, his gaze was like a wolf showing its fangs, sweeping bloodthirstyly across everyone, then his gaze fell on the huge bronze gate again, waiting for the next warrior to challenge.

Just a few breaths.

No.40 nine challengers appeared.

……

The night outside the underground palace was as dark as ink.

The underground palace is also gloomy and gloomy, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The blood-soaked young man in the arena was like an unkillable wolf, full of ferocious killing intent, stepping on piles of corpses.Step by step, step by step, climb up to a new record that no one has touched in the killing arena.

fifty games.

53 games.

57 games.

Sixty games!
……

The cold-blooded and quaint killing arena looked extraordinarily bloody at this moment.The young man who fought hard, after more than sixty fights, was finally covered with scars, with as many as eleven wounds on his chest alone.

However, the latter's murderous intent became stronger and stronger.

Never fell down!

After sixty games, the young man is like a bloodthirsty tiger, but all his minions have been smashed, and he can only rely on his tenacious will to fight with the enemy without end.

Around the killing arena, I don't know when, it became silent.

Everyone looked at the blood-soaked young man, he looked like a wild dog that was abandoned by others but was struggling to survive.In order to survive, at all costs.Even without minions, it is still unbelievable to kill one enemy after another.

61 games.

62 games.

66 games.

……

Boom.

When Lin Huang won the No. 70 game, he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, without any strength in his body.

There were as many as 30 wounds all over his body, and blood flowed profusely.

Around the battlefield, people with indifference cheered heartily.Because, it was the person below who was as miserable as a dog at the moment, who won seventy games and made them rich overnight.

Some people were silent about it.

"stand up!"

Song Changling suddenly roared outside the arena, with a trembling cry in his voice, "Stand up!"

In the underground palace, there was a sound of boiling, like waves, pouring into Lin Huang's ears one after another.

"stand up!"

"Stand up!"

……

In the fighting arena, Lin Huang's vision has become blurred.Lying on the bloody ground, he felt an unprecedented comfort.The thunderous voices in his ears, like invading enemies, poured into Lin Huang's ears one after another.

The smile on Lin Huang's face gradually became struggling, and the broken arm began to move with difficulty.Lin Huang murmured vaguely with only a voice he could hear:

"You can't die...you have to stand up and keep fighting!"

"For Qingcheng, for your parents, you must live!"

"How could you die so unknown, so miserable like a dog..."

"Liu Cangsheng chased and killed you for ten years without dying, how could you die here!"

"Big man, you should carry a three-foot sword and achieve immortality!"

……

In the fighting arena, the blood-soaked young man supported the ground with his hands, trying to stand up several times, but collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

The voice of encouragement in the ear hit like a wave, containing the hopes of everyone in the underground palace.

Behind the underground palace, the owner of the Sword Qi Building still looked cold as usual, and then waved his hand slightly.

From the bronze door leading to the fighting arena, a martial artist at the peak of Marquis Wu walked out...

Step by step, he walked towards Lin Huang.

"Seventy games are already enough to move the Taixuan Realm, let's go here, short-lived Tianjiao!"

The sword qi building warrior who walked into the fighting arena, with a calm and cold voice, raised the long sword in his hand without any emotion or pity, and killed towards Lin Huang.

what……

At this moment, he collapsed in the forest, and suddenly let out a violent roar, like the roar of a wild animal.Amidst all the gathered gazes, he gritted his teeth and stood up...

(End of this chapter)