Valkyrie

Chapter 600

In the fighting arena.

The sound of falling needles can be heard.

Standing in front of Lin Huang was a middle-aged warrior from the Sword Qi Building.

Has the realm of Marquis Wu.

But different from others, this person forcibly suppressed his realm from King Wu to Marquis Wu.This point, many people present saw it, and scolded Jian Qi Lou for being shameless.

However, the owner of the sword energy building in the distance did not show any shame on his face.

Instead, there was a cold smile on his face.

"The feat of beheading a hundred people, I'm afraid you won't be able to complete it!"

In the fighting arena, the middle-aged man spoke calmly, as if he had ended Lin Huang's fate.

Lin Huang shrugged, but didn't say anything.

He Zeng Wuhou killed Wu Wang.

Now a person in the realm of King Wu suppresses his realm to the realm of Marquis Wu, although he is much stronger than a person in the peak realm of Marquis Wu.But...that's all!

Seeing that Lin Huang didn't care about him, the middle-aged man frowned.

There was a trace of anger in his eyes.

Then, he drew his sword.

In the fighting arena, sword energy surged in an instant, and all of them headed towards Lin Huang.

Among them, it even contains the way of swordsmanship, making it inevitable for Lin Huang to avoid it.

Lin Huang slid back.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the middle-aged man bullied himself forward.

In the blink of an eye, he forced his panic into the corner of Lin Huang.

Looking at the gradually enlarged sword edge in front of him, Lin Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he stabbed out with his palm.

The middle-aged sneered.

No matter how long the arm is, is it longer than the long sword in his hand?

Before Lin Huang's arm pierced his throat, his sword could cut off his neck.

What's more, behind him, there are thousands of sword lights roaring towards him, capable of piercing hundreds of holes in Lin Huang's body.What an ignorant person, thinking that if he wins 99 games in a row, he is invincible?

Underestimating the enemy is a big taboo for warriors!
But that's good too, he killed this ignorant thing with one sword, and the latter's 99 consecutive victories became a stepping stone to pave the way for his own reputation.

In the killing arena, everyone held their breath and stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes, for fear of missing a single bit.

I saw two people rushing towards each other in the field, Lin Huang slammed the middle-aged warrior's throat with his palm.

The middle-aged warrior slashed at Lin Huang's head with a sword.

In an instant, we will see the outcome.

Just when the long sword in Jianqi Tower's hand touched Lin Huang's neck, the latter suddenly changed his move, because he saw Lin Huang's stabbing palm grabbing his arm holding the sword, so he changed his move...

With five fingers loosened, the long sword made a roundabout, appeared in the middle-aged warrior's left hand, and stabbed Lin Huang's throat again.

And just when Lin Huang grabbed the right arm of the middle-aged warrior with his right hand, his whole body had already spun.

In an instant, Lin Huang's left arm was unsheathed like a blade, and the moment the latter's blade touched his throat, his left palm quietly wiped the latter's throat...

The fighting in the arena suddenly stopped.

It was as if time had frozen.

"Situ Huangfen relied on his strong body to dare to fight with me. Why do you dare to get close to me?"

Lin Huang looked at the solidified warrior in front of him, clapped his hands indifferently, then raised his foot and kicked the latter away.

The body of the middle-aged warrior was in the void, with blood flying across his neck.

No more life.

cough cough...

In the fighting arena, Lin Huang coughed twice, shook a little weakly, looked at the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, and sneered twice, "If the middle-aged warrior uses real means to fight him, maybe he can still fight him." Struggle twice. You can fight close to your body, and you will die faster!"

……

In the killing arena, after a brief silence, violent cheers erupted immediately.

The roar of the mountain was like a tsunami, piercing Lin Huang's eardrums with pain.

The people watching the battle all around were already immersed in extreme excitement.They never thought that in the final battle, Lin Huang would win so simply and neatly, he almost killed the warriors of Jian Qi Building in seconds.

A moment ago he was condescending.

In the next moment, he lost his life for fun.

In the killing arena, the bloody young man who was staggering in a pool of blood and stepping on the piles of bones finally achieved an unprecedented feat in the killing arena, winning a hundred games in a row.

Kill a hundred people!
At this moment, they have even forgotten how many spirit stones they have earned, and they have forgotten that they have transformed themselves into big local tyrants.All eyes were fixed on Lin Huang, with an excited expression, as if seeing a legend.

Before today, the winning streak in the fighting arena was 47 games.

Later that person was recruited by Tiandaozong.

But today, this young man, who has only been famous for three days, gritted his teeth and stubbornly, step by step, stepping on the piles of corpses, soaked in the blood of the enemy, and killed to the top throne.

The record of beheading a hundred people will definitely shake the main building of the domain!

If this son does not die, he will become a legend in the future.

In the dark underground palace, the sound of mountains and tsunamis continued for a quarter of an hour...

Together with being unable to squeeze into the underground palace, the 5000 people outside also roared.

This is the case with everyone in the world.

When the two are almost the same, jealousy is inevitable in the words.

But once the gap is too large and it reaches the point of looking up, it is a kind of worship!
Outside the arena, Song Changling smiled with relief.

The disciples of Taiyi Martial House were silent, and it was difficult to describe the complicated emotions in their hearts.They were about the same age as Lin Huang, but they really couldn't imagine why this young man named Lin Changsheng could have such strength and unbelievable tenacity.

Luo Qingjue pursed the corners of her mouth lightly, a slight smile appeared on her face, and there was confidence between her brows.Since others can do it, as long as he works hard, he can do the same.

At the back of the underground palace, the face of the owner of the Sword Qi Building was extremely gloomy, with murderous intent in his eyes.After staying for a while, he waved his sleeves and left angrily.

The owner of Longyuan Pavilion smiled.

In the fighting arena, Lin Huang was miserable all over. Looking at the corpses covered in blood and covered the arena, he smiled with relief.

He didn't die on the battlefield before facing Song Hanshan.

Next, Song Hanshan will be invited into the urn.

Boom.

In the fighting arena, Lin Huang was smiling all over his face, and fell to the ground, "Standing is so fucking tired, it's better to lie down and feel comfortable!"

……

But after a while, Lin Huang was fished out by Song Changling from the pool of blood in the arena, and lay on Song Changling's back like mud, making Song Changling's legs tremble under the pressure.

A scholar who doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers, where has he ever done such a job of carrying a corpse.

Moreover, everyone in the underground palace blocked Lin Huang like crazy, regardless of Lin Huang's life or death.

Song Changling was crowded and crowded.

In the end, Lin Huang's hands were pulled off, and Lin Huang was dragged out of the underground palace through the gap between the crowd.

After leaving the pitch-black giant hall, Lin Huang lay on Song Changling's back, endless tiredness swept over him, and Lin Huang was drowsy.

"Brother Lin Huang!"

At this moment, a crisp voice fell into Lin Huang's ears.

Immediately, Lin Huang struggled with fatigue, his eyes widened, and Tang Xiaoqi looked at Lin Huang with a disheveled face, holding a bowl of Yangchun noodles in his hand, tears falling into the noodle soup.

The little girl walked from here to the south of the city, rushing frantically, and fell down countless times along the way, her knees were smashed and bled, and she didn't even realize it.

The little girl was worried about brother Lin Huang, so she returned here as quickly as possible.

She was afraid that the noodles would be cold, so she kept holding the noodles in her arms, breathing in the hot air continuously, but she accidentally spilled a lot of noodle soup and wet her clothes.

Little girl, usually cute and clean.

After waiting anxiously for most of the night, the little girl finally saw Lin Huang come out...

But he saw a bloody man.

The tears just couldn't stop falling down like that, and couldn't stop pattering.

"Xiao Qi doesn't cry, Brother Lin Huang is just a little tired, these are blood from other people's bodies, if you don't believe me, ask Song Shudai!"

Lin Huang barely stood up, reached out to touch the little girl's head, only to find that his hands were covered with blood, his arms stiffened, and he took the Yangchun noodles from the little girl's hand...

"Brother Lin Huang, the noodles are already mushy, wait a minute, Xiao Qi will go buy you another bowl!"

The little girl touched her tears with one hand, grabbed Lin Huang's sleeve with the other, and said in a crying voice.

Lin Huang grinned warmly, "Brother Lin Huang likes to eat sticky noodles!"

As he said that, Lin Huang coughed twice, enduring the severe pain, sat beside the stone lion outside the pitch-black hall, and ate big mouthfuls.

"Brother Lin Huang, who beat you like this, you tell Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi knows how to fight, I'll beat him up for you!"

The little girl squatted in front of Lin Huang while wiping her tears, looking at the rolling wounds all over Lin Huang's body, her tears couldn't be stopped more and more.

"Haha... Don't worry Xiao Qi, I beat those people to the ground!"

"That's it, then...the next time brother Lin Huang meets an enemy. You tell Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi will protect you!"

"No problem, I will rely on Xiaoqi to show off his power in the future!"

Lin Huang laughed twice, drank the noodle soup in the bowl, covered his tearful face with the noodle bowl, and meditated in his heart...

"Tang Xiaoqi, brother Lin Huang will protect you for a hundred years from now on!"

(End of this chapter)