The red silk threads in the sky are entangled, and everyone can avoid it, and they are entangled like zongzi.

Lin Huang exerted his strength slightly, but found that as long as the aura moved, the red silk thread would be tightened a few points, and it was even more immobile, stronger than those thick iron chains with thick bowl mouths.

Looking up at the evil king clone in front of him, he was not in a hurry in his heart. If you are not afraid of the enemy playing the world, you are afraid of the latter lion fighting the rabbit.

Without a thunder killing move, Lin Huang can fight. Although this red silk thread was terrifying, for Lin Huang, it was not able to kill him. The aura in his body continued to circulate, making the red silk thread tighten more and more, but Lin Huang didn't care about it, allowing the blood-red silk thread to embed into his skin.

A few bangs.

When the red silk thread touched the flesh and blood under Lin Huang's skin, it broke off one after another as if it had met a natural enemy.

The moment the red silk thread broke, Lin Huang's killing god slashed and instantly passed towards the head of the evil king's clone.

The two of them were only ten inches apart, and this sword evil king clone couldn't be dodged no matter what. With a flick of his fingers, Lin Huang wiped it with a knife, and he cut off the head of the evil king's clone, and then turned around and killed it with another knife.

In the void, the headless evil king's clone did not die, and with a slight wave of his arm, a palm was placed in front of Lin Huang's body, and Lin Huang flew out like a mountain.

And the head of the evil king's clone in Lin Huang's hand was still full of smiles, and his eyes were very happy.

Lin Huang's face turned pale, and he violently threw the head of the evil king's clone out.

Bang.

The head of the evil king's clone flew out only a hundred feet, and it exploded violently, and the terrifying power caused a trace of crack to appear in the void.

Lin Huang was slightly surprised in his heart, and his back was slightly cold, if it was a little at night, he would keep the bones of the bombed corpse without remaining.

Then, Lin Huang turned his head, only to see the headless evil king's clone shaking its body, like a mirror-smooth neck slowly growing a head for a moment, exactly the same as before, no different.

Lin Huang's expression sank, Mo said that he couldn't beat this evil king, and now he didn't even know how to kill this evil king's clone.

Behind Lin Huang, Bai Xiaopang's gluttonous martial soul returned to its place, causing the latter to swallow the blood-red silk threads around him and get out of trouble; On the contrary, Lu Han wasted a lot of strength before he broke free.

The clone of the evil king who had regrown his head stared at Lin Huang with a smile, with a different expression, "I didn't expect to be able to restrain the power of the evil king, no wonder I dared to fight with this king in the heavens so presumptuously." But if you only have this ability, let's die one by one!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil king's clone let out a long howl and appeared in front of Bai Xiaopang. A punch fell like a giant hammer......

Bai Xiaopang's face changed drastically, and he didn't have time to scold the street and ran wildly. The body was slightly staggered, and the shoulder was punched, and the whole body was in pain, and the bones flew out upside down.

Then, the evil king's clone disappeared again and headed towards Lu Han. As soon as the body appeared, it ushered in a golden gun, like a dragon and a tiger, even if it was a mountain peak, it could be completely carved out of a passage under that shot.

The smile on the face of the evil king's clone became brighter and brighter, and he let the shot pierce his chest and abdomen, and the big fist of the grinding disc landed on Lu Han's chest without hesitation.

Lu Han suddenly flew upside down, and there was an extra hole in his chest.

Then, the figure of the evil king's clone flashed again, appeared in front of Lin Cangxue, and slashed down with another palm.

Before the long sword in Lin Cangxue's hand was unsheathed, Lin Huang appeared in front of the latter, killing the god with a sword, the snow drifted in the world, and the cross Yama instantly shot out, heading towards the palm of his hand, directly smashing the evil king's arm.

Then the White Tiger Array suddenly appeared, swallowing the arm of the evil king's clone into his abdomen.

With all his means, he finally annihilated one of the arms of the evil king's clone and annihilated it, resolving an extremely powerful kill.

Behind Lin Huang, Lin Cangxue's long sword was still in the sheath, and there was no movement.

In front of Lin Huang, the evil king looked at his disappearing arm, his face gradually became cold, and he stepped back, staring at Lin Huang from a distance.

In the void, Lin Huang was far away from Lin Cangxue, pulling the battlefield a little farther away, looking at the evil king's clone that gradually grew arms, his expression was extremely solemn......

The power of the evil king's clone was far beyond his imagination.

This is not the Martial King Triple Heaven in the general sense, but it is more powerful.

The gap in a large realm is difficult to make up for by forest famine. Originally, I thought that the four of them might be able to suppress it, but now it seems that it may be a little taken for granted. For the sake of today's plan, I can only drag this beast to the death and wait for the follow-up.

Between thoughts, a nasal passage appeared again at Lin Huang's feet.

The blood-colored field spread out from all over the body, showing the appearance of countless corpses and dry bones, including Taoist people who were beheaded by the waist, seated Buddhas, dry bones standing ten feet, and red faces floating in the blood water, which is tantamount to the manifestation of Abi Hell.

Lin Huang held a knife in his hand and stood in front of his chest, killing majestic.

The Heavenly Shura roared in his body, causing the aura of the forest desolation to rise steadily.

"Kind of interesting!"

The evil king's clone stared at the figure in front of him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "But in the realm of Wuhou, he actually comprehended the existence of the Dao." And this Tao made this king feel the breath of danger, which is not bad. But that's the end of it, the gap between princes and princes is not something that the Tao can make up!"

After saying that, the evil king's doppelganger's expression suddenly turned cold, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

In the void, Lin Huang stood in the center of Ah Nasal with his eyes closed, and there was a knife in his hand......

Quietly, the evil king's clone appeared in the Nasal Dao, even if it was suppressed by the Dao, but the latter's realm was not suppressed too much. A fluttering punch was handed out, but it condensed the power of the real martial king, and it was overwhelming towards the forest wilderness.

"Nose ......"

- Three knives!

At this moment, the void dissipated the aura of killing the god with a sword.

Heavy snow is stagnant.

There is no cross-Yama that evolved from the forest wilderness before.

There is only one knife, and it is also three knives.

Once, Lin Huang always thought that the three knives of the Nose Road were the three knives of killing the gods, the snow drifting world, and the cross Yama, which fit the Nose Road and killed the Quartet.

But most of the martial arts in the world are from simple to complex, and then to simplified. Lin Huang understood this truth, how could Qin Changsheng, who was invincible through the ages, not understand?

The so-called three knives of the nasal passage, in fact, there is only one knife, which truly integrates the first three types of knives.

And dominating the world, there should not be the so-called killing god with a knife, snow drifting in the world, or a cross Yama, its first move is only three swords in the nose passage.

A knife that touches the avenue.

In the nasal passage, when the evil king's clone punched out, Lin Huang's knife was pushed out horizontally.

At the moment when the knife was launched, the Taoist who was cut in the waist in the nasal passage, the seated Buddha...... It's all gone. Instead, a clean blood-colored hell belonged to the forest barren nasal passage, not Qin Changsheng's nasal passage.

A thousand years ago, Qin Changsheng was dressed in a nasal passage, and a knife was handed out, hell on earth!

Today, Lin Huang also wore a nose and handed out a knife......

(End of chapter)