Valkyrie

Chapter 572

Feeling the piercing murderous intent in the void, Lin Huang's brows frowned slightly, but he did not let go of Qin Xuerao, but turned around with the latter's neck still in his hand, looking at the person walking out of the crowd.

At this moment, all the Wufu disciples also noticed the sudden voice, and involuntarily made a way out, and then turned their heads to look back at the person who appeared...

Looking at the young man who came suddenly, the Wufu disciples around frowned, and then their faces were full of excitement.

The person who came was just a young man in his 20s, wearing a martial arts uniform like everyone else.But he couldn't suppress the noble temperament of that body.

His face is handsome, his eyes are like a bright moon.

Walking and walking, there is quite the posture of a jade tree facing the wind.The footsteps paused slightly, standing like a green pine.Every move, the feeling revealed, are not comparable to ordinary martial arts disciples.

And what made the disciples of Wufu full of excitement was not only because of the latter's outstanding posture, but also because of the latter's origin and name.

——Qi Qingsong.

In the arena, Lin Huang also looked up at the people who appeared.Then he shifted his gaze to Qi Qingsong's back, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more cruel.

Behind Qi Qingsong, followed a young man whom Lin Huang had met once.

More than two months ago, in the Tianxiang Residence of Baizhan City, there was Qi Chen who fought against each other.

The man of the nine families.

Lin Huang looked at the two people in front and behind, with a smile on his lips, it seemed that the two people appeared here not for no reason, but because they came here specifically for him.

In the arena, Qi Qingsong paused, stared at Lin Huang indifferently, pointed at Qin Xuerao, and repeated: "Let her go."

Lin Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw Qin Xuerao out with one hand, then gathered his sleeves and robe, his eyes swept over Qi Chen, and landed on Qi Qingsong, "How do you say it?"

"Nothing to say!"

Qi Qingsong shook his head, and when he flipped his wrist, a long spear appeared in his palm, "Outsiders, it's reasonable to be so presumptuous even if they haven't come to Qingtian Martial Mansion. What's more..."

Qi Qingsong glanced at Jun Qingcheng, and then said: "Junior Sister Qingcheng is something you can climb up to".

Lin Huang grinned, "If you came here for Tianxiangju's affairs, and for the sake of the Jiumen Qi family, I would give you a high regard. But if you came here for Qingcheng...you are not qualified."

"At least, it will be more qualified than you."

Qi Qingsong smiled instead of anger, and the ice-like spear in his hand showed a sharp edge, faintly locking Lin Huang.

"Is that so..."

Lin Huang frowned slightly, then turned around and smiled at Jun Qingcheng, and naturally took the three-foot Qingfeng from Jun Qingcheng's hand.

"Then let's see the strength of the disciples of the Qi Family of Nine Schools again!"

As soon as Lin Huang's words fell, he waved his arms suddenly, and the three-foot green blade was suspended in the void, making the sound of clanging swords, and a manic and incomparable aura, suddenly like a wild dragon appearing in the world.

Domineering.

Qi Qingsong frowned, his expression became dignified, and he looked at the vibrating long sword in front of him, which had not yet been unsheathed, but the sword's energy was rushing to heaven and earth.

It's not like the strength that a martial artist from the sixth heaven of Marquis Wu can show.

Many martial arts disciples around were also surprised, and suddenly felt the terrifying pressure of the long sword in front of Lin Huang, like a light on their backs, which made people dread.

While everyone was surprised, Qi Qingsong was already holding a long spear, like lightning and thunder, carrying a spiral storm, heading towards the forest wasteland.

Lin Huang's figure still stood in place, as stable as Mount Tai.

It's just that the long sword in front of him suddenly came out of its sheath an inch.

An inch after the long sword was unsheathed, a raging sword light suddenly appeared around Lin Huang, like a general holding a sword on the battlefield, charging out in all directions.

In the void, the sword energy is like a river, but what it contains is the overbearing and destructive aura of the long knife suppressing everything.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Qingsong's charging spiral storm was completely killed by the sword energy around Lin Huang, Qi Qingsong retreated back, his gaze sharp and cautious.

"You actually stopped Senior Brother Qi Qingsong?"

"What kind of martial art is this, it can actually let this kid, with the realm of Marquis Wu of the Sixth Heaven, confront Qi Qingsong of the Ninth Heaven head-on."

"Senior Brother Qi Qingsong was just probing, and he hasn't really made a move yet."

……

Looking at Qi Qingsong who was receding, all the martial arts disciples around him started whispering, looking a little surprised.After all, there are tens of thousands of martial arts disciples, and Qi Qingsong's ability to rank ninth on the Qingyun list is not to say that he is not weak.

How could the sudden appearance of a person make Qi Qingsong retreat?

"You are very good, but this should be your strongest method." Qi Qingsong, who retreated, stopped and stared at Lin Huang coldly, and the aura around him became manic again.

I saw Qi Qingsong waving his spear like a dragon dancing.In less than a few breaths, eight spiral storms appeared in the entire void.

The color of each storm is different and full of different auras.

Fast as the wind.

Burst like fire.

Towering as a mountain.

……

The eight spiral storms coincide with the eight arrays of heaven and earth, and are arranged around the forest with hexagram images, forming a terrifying array of storms.The breath of the storm is pulling each other, making the whole space full of tyrannical breath.The surrounding Wufu disciples suddenly looked depressed and had difficulty breathing.

At this moment, Lin Huang is at the center of the storm.

Looking at the storm that was revolving around and gaining momentum, it was roaring at him like a dragon and a tiger.It seemed that the next moment would break through the comfort of his body and come towards him to suppress and kill him.Lin Huang's expression didn't change at all, he just closed his eyes slightly, and the clanging sound of the long sword floating in front of him was like the roar of a blue dragon.

The next moment, the eight spiral storms suddenly submerged towards Lin Huang.

"Three inches!"

In the storm, Lin Huang spat out with thin lips.Just as the words fell, a terrifying circular sword light suddenly swept out from Lin Huang's body.

The sword light is pitch black.

Thin as a cicada's wings.

It doesn't look very brilliant, but at the moment of appearance, it seems that the destructive breath from hell, and the domineering arrogance of the invincible general facing a million troops alone, immediately invaded the world.

Boom.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the pitch-black sword light swept across the four directions, cutting off the eight spiral storms around Lin Huang like a knife cutting tofu.

Qi Qingsong's whole body was immediately shocked by the blast of the storm, and the breath in his body was suddenly disordered, and he flew out backwards.

The Wufu disciples around were shocked.

"This...how is this possible?"

"This is senior brother Qi Qingsong's eight-door lore formation. Anyone who is in the top ten on the Qingyun list may not be able to break it so easily."

"Who is this person?"

"Don't worry... Brother Qi is the ninth existence on the Qingyun list no matter what, if he gets really angry, this kid will be killed sooner or later."

……

After the smoke and dust cleared away, Lin Huang's figure in white clothes and hanging sword reappeared in the field.Lin Huang held the scabbard with one hand, and walked slowly towards Qi Qingsong.

"I asked you to make three moves, and now you are still one move away. After three moves, it's my turn to make a move!"

Lin Huang looked at Qi Qingsong who staggered to his feet in front of him, and said coldly.

Qi Qingsong stabbed his eyes immediately, clenched the spear in his hand, and his murderous intent surged, "You really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

As soon as the words fell, the spear in Qi Qingsong's hand trembled, and his black hair flew up wildly. The whole person instantly became extremely manic, like a wolf showing its fangs, causing the Wufu disciples around to retreat tens of feet.

In the arena, Qi Qingsong had a tyrannical expression, and a three-foot-tall bloodthirsty wolf gradually appeared behind him, with blood-red hair and four claws like hooks. His front body was slightly charged and he lay down, staring at Lin Huang with thick fangs, whining The sound of bloodthirsty roar.

Lin Huang's expression was slightly condensed, feeling the murderous intent soaked into the bone marrow, the three-foot Qingfeng floated in front of him again...

(End of this chapter)