Valkyrie

Chapter 503 Assassination
Among the crowded crowd, those two murderous auras came suddenly, and it could be said that they were approaching the extreme.It's like a long sword that has accumulated sword energy for three years hidden in the hilt.

Unsheathed suddenly.

Under the terrifying murderous intent, the aura in Lin Huang's body rushed out like a wild beast, his figure tilted suddenly, and the Xiushen knife was unsheathed fiercely, heading towards Song Changling on the right.

Hey.

In the void, there was a muffled sound.It was originally extremely crisp, but it was particularly inconspicuous in the crowded crowd.

Lin Huang only felt numbness in his arms, and he moved towards Song Changling's Embroidered Sword, and it obviously collided with a dagger, which made Lin Huang's tiger's mouth go numb, and the Embroidered Sword almost fell out of his hand.

Simply, Lin Huang turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the dagger piercing through his chest.And the Embroidery Sword also blocked the assassination towards Song Changling.

"how?"

Song Changling frowned immediately, seeing Lin Huang's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, even though he had never practiced martial arts, he knew that something was wrong.

Lin Huang didn't speak, but blocked Song Changling behind him with one hand.While waving both hands, hundreds of formation seals condensed into a thin sword, guarding the surroundings.

At this moment, the crowd finally found something, looking at Lin Huang's murderous appearance, they squeezed out an open space for Lin Huang and Song Changling, away from them.

Afterwards, Lin Huang sat cross-legged on the ground, and his consciousness spread towards the void...

"Someone assassinated us!"

After everything was ready, Lin Huang answered Song Changling's question.

Ok?
Song Changling frowned suddenly.

"The person who came here should be a formation master who is good at killing the enemy with the sword of the soul. Such a person will not have a low status in any assassin organization!"

Lin Huang opened his mouth to explain.

"Then what can I do?"

Song Changling said.

"Protect your own life. Since I can discover his assassination method, the realm will not be too high. If you want to use your soul to control the sword, this person must be not far away. I need to find him!"

Lin Huang frowned.

……

In the whirling boat as thick as a mountain, there are five layers up and down.

From top to bottom, there are rooms of four grades of heaven, earth, black and yellow, and the bottom floor has no rooms at all.

In the Tianzi No. [-] room.

At this moment, there is a young man in purple, who is lazily lying on his side on a luxurious bed made of mink fur, leaning on his head with one hand, pinching a grape with the other, slowly putting it into his mouth, and looking at the room leisurely. Two people outside the curtain.

Outside the curtain, there is an old man and a middle-aged formation master.

The old man was stooped, his face wrinkled and dark, and his bent body seemed to allow the latter's hands to touch the ground.The sunken eyes that seemed to have passed out made the old man's face extremely hideous and terrifying.

The old man was quietly looking at the middle-aged formation master in front of him.

At this moment, the atmosphere around the master was irritable, like boiling hot water, and the primordial air flow made a puffing sound.The middle-aged master is closing his eyes tightly, and his soul has already swept out of the whirling boat.

Outside the Whirling Boat, there was also a young man in white sitting cross-legged, his whole body formed a cage, like a solid city wall, indestructible!

"do you died?"

Behind the curtain, the voice of the purple-clothed youth lying on his side sounded.

The old man turned around, looked respectfully at the young man behind the curtain, and said hoarsely: "The other party is a fourth-level formation master, and his body is tyrannical, and he has not taken it yet!"

"...Huh? What does it matter to me whether he dies or not? Besides, a dignified fifth-level formation master who is proficient in sword assassination can't even deal with a hairy monkey?"

The young man snorted coldly, with a hint of arrogance and contempt in his voice.

"My lord, that 'Lin Changsheng' must die first, and Song Changling died incidentally. Otherwise, the ties will be too great!"

The stooped old man explained patiently with his brows lowered.

"Okay, I understand! Don't you want this matter to be borne by the backstage of the 27 Rouge Houses? It's all about winding, when will Song Changling be killed?"

The young man was impatient with the old man's explanation, his voice seemed a little irritable.

Ok?
At this moment, the middle-aged formation master sitting upright in the room suddenly said in surprise, "He is going to find me!"

The young man in purple snorted coldly, "Then kill him before he finds you!"

……

Outside the ferry, Lin Huang had been sitting cross-legged on the ground for more than a quarter of an hour.And after half a quarter of an hour of unraveling, Lin Huang finally caught a mysterious aura in the void.

From a room on the uppermost floor of the 'Whirling Boat'.

Lin Huang raised his head, looked at the whirling boat soaring into the sky, with a look of doubt on his face, although he had killed a lot outside the Rouge Building, he still had a general understanding of how great a person he had offended.

No matter how powerful the backstage of the 27 Rouge Houses is, they may not necessarily have the strength to enter the top of the whirling boat.

And after he left the East Spirit Realm, he should have never offended anyone.

Except for Rouge Building, unless Liu Cangsheng found him.

Or the Xue family where Xue Shenji is.

Or the Minghai Chamber of Commerce that I had contacted before, there is no other home besides this.

Could it be... Song Changling?

Lin Huang turned his head and forgot to glance at the young Confucian scholar whose legs were trembling but whose face was calm, his brows were tightly knit together.

The origin of this guy, I'm afraid it is not simple.

At this moment, a dagger shuttled through the void, although it was silent.But in Lin Huang's ears, he was able to clearly capture the sound of the passing wind.

Lin Huang's expression tensed up immediately, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

It was just a silent dagger, but Lin Huang could clearly perceive the aura comparable to the realm of the Martial King from above, which was extremely powerful.

Lin Huang took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, closed his eyes slightly, and held the Embroidery Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the dagger came like thunder, streaked across a ray of white light, and went straight to Lin Huang's chest. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to avoid.

Just when the dagger came suddenly, Lin Huang stepped back immediately, and turned his posture from facing the dagger to the side, and the Embroidered God Knife suddenly came out of its sheath...

Clang!
There was a crisp sound in the void, Lin Huang drew his sword and slashed, like flowing clouds and flowing water, slashing the rapidly approaching dagger with perfect precision.

In the ferry of the whirling boat, the middle-aged formation master suddenly vomited blood and opened his eyes, "How could he draw his sword and cut him down at such a fast speed? Is he a martial king? Or is he also a fifth-level formation master?"

Outside the ferry, after Lin Huang slashed, the Embroidered Sword slowly went into its sheath.Then Lin Huang glanced at Song Changling, indicating that the danger had been lifted.

And on the whirling boat, in a room of Dizihao, a white-haired old man was watching the scene at the ferry from a distance through the window.

A fight came and went quietly.However, there are many dangers in it, but it is difficult to explain, if Lin Huang did not have a keen intuition beyond ordinary people, did not detect the assassination, or could not block the last dagger.At this moment, both of them were dead on the spot.

Afterwards, Lin Huang patted Song Changling who was still in fear, walked side by side with him, and said in a low voice, "Now I have to tell you about your origin. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't know how I died!"

"Aimed at me?"

Song Changling turned his head in doubt and said in disbelief.

Lin Huang pointed to the top floor of the Whirling Boat, and said, "I'd be very happy if it was targeted at me. After all, I should already be a little famous if I can let the people who live in the Tianzihao room target me!" "

Song Changling's complexion turned pale immediately, and his expression was complicated.

(End of this chapter)