Valkyrie

Chapter 415 Killing God Lin Huang

On the battlefield, when the forests are fighting.Suddenly, dozens of powerful auras appeared in the void, coming towards him with a strong bloody aura.

Lin Huang turned his head, and saw many figures flitting out of a blood-colored tent on the battlefield, and the realm of each figure was above that of Marquis Wu.

With a long roar, Lin Huang rushed towards dozens of blood-clothed Marquis, the thunder around him shone, as if he was invincible.

Bai Xiaopang and Lin Cangxue kept heading towards Langya Mountain.

In the bloody tent, after Song Zhimou ordered the ten blood-clothed Marquis Wuhou to besiege and kill Lin Huang, he issued several orders in succession:
"Burn Langya Mountain!"

"Order the eastern army to retreat three hundred miles to avoid engaging the enemy!"

"Order the western army to withdraw to the Tianfeng Plain!"

"At all costs, to stop the three, we must kill Qin Xuance first!"

"Order the southern army, no matter what, must capture Qin Xuance's lair before tonight!"

……

After dozens of Marquis Wu in blood rushed out of the camp, Song Zhimou reacted.

Qin Xuance is here to restrain himself so as to win victories on other battlefields.

Thinking of this, Song Zhimou's face was full of gloom, and his dark eyes were full of anger.I feel more and more bad in my heart.On other battlefields, what the puppet army has to face is the famous generals of the East Spirit Realm.

Even if Qin Xuance dies here, if he wins in other battlefields, even if he wins, he will still lose.

boom.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the battlefield, shaking Song Zhimou's tent.The latter's complexion changed, and he immediately walked out of the tent.

In the center of the battlefield, only nine of the ten blood-clothed Marquis who besieged and killed Lin Huang remained.

The young man in endless thunder beheaded a Marquis Wu just by meeting him.

Song Zhimou's heart sank again, his top ten blood-clothed Marquis Wu are here, and their joint strength is comparable to the master of Marquis Wu's sixth heaven.Unexpectedly, in less than half an hour, one person was beheaded.

Who is the person in Purple Thunder?

The remaining nine Marquis Wu didn't even dare to touch the Thunder area.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Zhimou's mind became more and more heavy. He couldn't figure out who the three people who rushed into the battlefield were.In his calculation, all the Marquis around Qin Xuance were restrained.

Who else can save the latter?
While Song Zhimou was thinking, there was another explosion in the void.I saw the young man in the purple thunder holding two knives and beheading the two Marquis Wu again.

Song Zhimou's complexion changed drastically.

My own hard planning was still crushed by my own strength.Thinking of this, the latter's handsome face was a little distorted, looking at the soaring flames of Langya Mountain in the distance, his expression was gloomy and carefree.

Even if it is death, Qin Xuance must be killed first.

As long as Qin Xuance dies, so what about the powerful young man wearing lightning?With an army of several million in his hands, he won't be able to kill a Marquis Wu in the future?
On the other side of the battlefield, Langya Mountain was on fire.The entire mountain peak was engulfed in raging fire, and the soaring fire light illuminated the entire sky.

In the terrifying sea of ​​flames, Qin Xuance's three thousand soldiers charged countless times, trying to go down the mountain, but were killed and retreated by the countless puppet army.

Looking at the approaching fire and shrinking the living space of everyone, Qin Xuance looked at the purple thunder in the battlefield through the light of the fire, with a dignified expression on his face.

The fire has turned into a prairie fire. If it is not for the heavy rain, the fire will not be extinguished.

If you don't rush out of the flames, you will definitely die.

Afterwards, Qin Xuance suddenly ordered, "Everyone cut off the clothes and robes of the whole body, retracted the whole body into the iron armor, filled the cracks between the iron armor with loess, and rolled down the mountain for this commander!"

"Here!"

Three thousand iron armor suddenly let out a long cry.

Rumble.

The thunder on the battlefield is endless, like a purple snake that ravages the world, it has become a taboo for life.In just a quarter of an hour, Lin Huang beheaded half of the ten blood-clothed Marquis.

Afterwards, Lin Huang ignored the remaining five Marquis Wu, but went straight to Song Zhimou's camp.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
Seeing Lin Huang heading towards Song Zhimou, there was a trace of vivid anger in the empty eyes of the five Marquis Wu, and he frantically killed Lin Huang.

On the top of Langya Mountain, the snow-white camp remains.

In the tent, the lights are always on.The compass suspended in mid-air finally stopped spinning slowly at this moment, as if it was no longer spying on the sky.

humming sound.

With the stop of the compass, the cloud over Lin Huang's head on the battlefield also dissipated.

Within a few breaths, the thunder around Lin Huang disappeared.

Outside the bloody tent, Song Zhimou looked at the disappearing Thunder, with a look of great joy on his face.He immediately ordered the remaining Marquis Wu to attack and kill Lin Huang.

He didn't believe that without the terrifying Thunder, the latter would still be able to move forward.

In fact, God helped Song Zhimou!

bang.

However, the smile on Song Zhimou's face froze before it fully bloomed.Looking at the scene in the distance, his face showed disbelief.

On the battlefield, when the five blood-clothed Wuhous were fighting towards Lin Huang, the blood-stained young man in white clothes let out a loud roar, and heavy snow fell all over his body.

Around the latter, there appeared a land of desolation and death.

A nose!
The moment Ah Bidao appeared, the white-clothed young man unsheathed the Cross Yama with one hand, beheading a blood-clothed Marquis in an instant.

"Lin Huang?!"

Looking at the heavy snow fluttering all over the sky, Song Zhimou suddenly came back to his senses.Although he has never practiced martial arts, he also knows about the snow floating in the world and Lin Huang.

In this Eastern Spirit Realm, there is no one else who can make Xue Piao Renjian and is so young except Lin Huang.

In the battlefield, Lin Huang watched Bai Xiaopang and Lin Cangxue approaching Langya Mountain in the distance, raised his eyebrows, and let go of his worries.Then he turned his head to look at the young man outside the scarlet tent in the distance, and suddenly revealed a smile.

Outside the camp, Song Zhimou's mind suddenly sank, seeing Lin Huang smiling, like seeing a devil showing its bloody fangs...

"kill!"

Then, a long howl suddenly sounded on the battlefield.I saw Lin Huang holding two knives, turned into an afterimage, and killed the endless army of puppets around him.

The blade went out, and people's heads were everywhere.

On the vast battlefield, Lin Huang is like a god of death rampaging, without the slightest target, and without the slightest mercy.

He also ignored the many Marquis Wu behind him.

Even ignore Song Zhimou.

Lin Huang is like a demon, killing everywhere without the slightest human emotion.Where the soldiers pointed, there were corpses lying everywhere; wherever they walked, blood rained like rain.

And those Marquis Wu, who looked like crazy, never even touched the hem of Lin Huang's clothes.

After only a quarter of an hour, Lin Huang was probably tired of killing, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the blood-clothed Marquis.In an instant, Lin Huang used all means:
Kill God with a knife.

Snow drifts.

A nasal passage.

The Wrath of the Eight-Armed Heaven Shura.

Formation of White Tigers.

Cross Hell.

……

Just for a moment.

The entire battlefield suddenly became silent and extremely cold.From the moment the white-clothed youth turned his head, the entire space seemed to be controlled by the latter.

The five blood-clothed Marquis didn't have time to resist, and were directly smashed to pieces by the endless attacks, without any life left.

Outside the blood-colored tent, Song Zhimou looked at the extremely bloody scene in the distance, felt a chill in his heart, and froze in place.

"Surprisingly...insta-killing five Marquis Wu?!"

Song Zhimou couldn't feel the existence of his own thinking, only felt that the scene he saw just now was too unreal and too terrifying.Before he came back to his senses, he saw an extra figure appearing in his pupils, which was constantly enlarging.

The figure stopped in front of Song Zhimou, staring at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth...

(End of this chapter)