Qingtian Martial Mansion.

In the dark of night.

Lin Huang and Situ Huang looked at the huge lake in front of them side by side, and were silent for a long time.

Situ Huangfen knew that Lin Huang seemed to have been calm, but he had really walked to the edge of the cliff. And no one was able to save him.

The two have not known each other for a long time, but they are friends of will, and they cannot be determined by time.

Faced with Lin Huang's current situation, he was powerless.

"Is there anything else I can do?"

After a long time, Situ Huangfen asked with a little bitterness.

"Yes!"

Lin Huang nodded and said, "Where is Tang Ao now?"

Well?

Situ Huangfen immediately frowned, and then said, "You are a little unreasonable like this...... After all, he didn't provoke you either."

"Dare to chase Lao Tzu's daughter-in-law, I beat him, this is unreasonable?"

Lin Huang said with a smile.

Situ Huangfen pouted, "He is practicing in retreat."

"There will be such people in the future, help me keep an eye on them. When I entered the Qingtian Martial Mansion, I came to the door one by one."

Forest Wilderness Road.

"Then you also have to have the life to enter the Qingtian Martial Mansion!"

Situ Desert shook his head.

Lin Huang waved his hand, "So, I have to live, don't I?"

"Why don't I help you?"

Situ said suddenly.

"Get out!"

Lin Huang kicked Situ Huang's body, this time, Situ Huangfen did not avoid it, and sat directly on the ground.

"Gone!"

Lin Huang flicked his sleeves and said simply.

"When is the next time we meet?"

Situ Huangfen frowned.

"Look at my life!"

Lin Huang left with his back to Situ Huang's grave, and raised his hand to wave at the latter.

"Don't worry, if you really die, I will avenge you for the rest of my life!"

Behind Lin Huang, Situ Huang's tomb suddenly spoke, his voice was flat but extremely sincere.

"There's no need for that, you're a Situ Wasteland, a pure martial artist, don't be blinded by hatred. It's just that if I really die, one day when you reach the top of the Peerless List, it's good to remember me."

"It's a bit difficult to be at the top of the list!"

"You are Situ Desolate Grave, this matter is not difficult."

"Next time we meet, I'll invite you to drink".

"A big man, how can he be like Song Changling, grinding and chirping."

When the words fell, Lin Huang's figure had disappeared into the night.

Situ Huangfen looked at the white-clothed back in the distance, and the smile on his face gradually solidified, unable to tell whether it was serious, dignified, or worried about Lin Huang.

It's just that at the moment when Situ Huang's fist was clenched, the latter's realm, like the water of the four seas, stood up, breaking through the two heavens in a row.

Perhaps, this martial artist, who has been suppressing his peers since his debut, also feels his insignificance at this moment.

Because of smallness, and longing to be strong.

Then, Situ got up and headed in the direction of the Holy Heaven Tower. He knew that on the wall of that tower, there was an opportunity for him to comprehend the Great Dao.

......

The night was dark.

Lin Huang was dressed in white, and in the thick night, he looked out of place. The white clothes are lonely, like a lonely bird, shuttling through the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

He is about to return to the City of Hundred Battles to face that formidable and formidable enemy.

Therefore, his figure is especially gloomy at the moment.

In just two quarters of an hour, Lin Huang had reappeared outside the pass of the Qingtian Martial Mansion. Turning his head to look at the Qingtian Martial Mansion that was eight hundred miles long, Lin Huang suddenly sighed in disappointment......

All he can do is do his best and obey the destiny of heaven.

It's just that I don't know if I can still see the girl in red clothes with cheeks like the first snow in this life.

He wanted to take her through the wind and snow in the world, see the prosperity of the world, and see the prosperity of the world until the mountains and rivers were forever silent.

It's a pity that he is just a forest waste.

An ant looking up at the sky in the mortal dust, but lying prone and struggling in the dirt.

In the night, Lin Huang smiled bitterly and self-deprecatingly, and then put on a pitch-black cloak, which blended with the night, turned into a howling wind, and headed towards the Hundred Battles City.

After Lin Huang left, it was only half an hour.

Above the Qingtian Martial Mansion, in the vast dark night, dozens of powerful auras appeared at some point, all of them were the Supreme Elders in the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

They looked down on the Qingtian Martial Mansion below from a height of ten thousand feet, and their old faces were full of doubts.

Just now, they felt the Qingtian Martial Mansion move.

The movement was imperceptible.

Ordinary martial artists can't feel it at all, and even if they do, they just feel dazzled. But when the realm reached their level, the slightest tremor of the Qingtian Martial Mansion could not escape their induction.

However, the dozens of Supreme Elders in the Martial Mansion had been observing for half an hour, and they didn't see the slightest hint of the Qingtian Martial Mansion, and they couldn't help frowning deeply.

And Lin Huang didn't notice that the moment he left the Qingtian Martial Mansion, the Martial Soul Heavenly Shura, who had been dusty for a long time, quietly emitted a trace of breath in a moment.

......

In less than half a day, Lin Huang returned to the City of Hundred Battles. However, instead of returning to the Sycamore Courtyard, he appeared outside a pitch-black building in the city.

The reason why the city of a hundred battles is called a city of a hundred battles is because of the word 'hundred battles'.

As soon as Lin Huang entered here, he could feel that the martial arts atmosphere here was stronger than many places in the Taixuan Domain.

Although he had been in retreat for two months before, he didn't know much about Hundred Battles City.

However, according to Song Changling's information all the way, and being led around by Tang Xiaoqi before, Lin Huang still has some general understanding of the entire Hundred Battles City.

Even more than the average person can see a lot of things.

For example, Tang Xiaoqi had a small alley where a bronze giant gate could scare people to death, and Lin Huang knew that it should be the stronghold of a killer organization.

Lin Huang has been there before.

There is also Tang Xiaoqi who said that there is an inn where things are difficult to eat, there is no business and it is not closed, Lin Huang knows that it is the spy stronghold of a certain force.

Lin Huang has been there before.

There is also a five-finger mark on Tang Xiaoqi's neck, almost killed Tang Xiaoqi, lives in an octagonal mansion, and there are two bronze lions at the door, which should be the Shenji Temple entrenched in the three major forces of the Hundred Battles City!

As for the person with a scar on his face in the Divine Pole Temple, Lin Huang had already inquired about it in the inn, and he was the hall master of the Divine Pole Temple's Thunder Hall.

And in the Hundred Battles City, in addition to the Divine Pole Palace, the other two major forces are the Longyuan Pavilion and the Sword Qi Building.

In a mountain, there is no room for three tigers. It is impossible for the three major forces to be at peace with each other, and there has always been constant friction.

Each faction wants to swallow up the territory of the other two forces.

In contrast, among the three major forces, the strength of Longyuan Pavilion and Sword Qi Building is comparable, and the Divine Pole Hall is slightly inferior, and its territory has been shrinking in recent years.

The simple thing is that since the three forces have formed a tripartite situation in the early stage, it is impossible for the Divine Pole Hall to be easily erased from the map of the Hundred Battles City by the other two forces.

Instead, it became the target of Longyuan Pavilion and Sword Qi Building.

At first glance, the temple seems to have been transformed into a rare fragrant bait. However, only the people of the temple themselves know how they survive in the cracks.

After all, both sides have thrown olive branches, and those who take one side will face the thunderous fury of the other side. And the industry under its name is shrinking, resulting in a weakening of strength. If it continues for such a period of time, perhaps the two major forces will not be able to see it and will be wiped out directly.

Therefore, in the past two years, the Divine Pole Temple has been looking for powerful martial artists. The so-called strength does not only refer to the strong people above the realm of the Martial King, but also the strong people in the realm of the Martial Marquis.

The purpose of recruiting the Martial King is to enhance the strength of the Divine Temple.

And recruiting powerful Wuhou is to be able to fight for territory in the killing arena......