"Ha, I've seen it for a long time! If you drink it, you'll have to lie here for three hours! He glanced at Lin Hua in surprise, and laughed out loud.

"......" was speechless for a while, looking at the loneliness of laughing and drinking the wine one by one, Lin Hua didn't know what to say.

"Let's go!" Suddenly, Lonely stopped his movements, looked at Lin Hua and said.

"Junior, let's leave!" Nodding, Lin Hua said.

"I'll let you out of Sin City!" Lonely Que shook his head and said to Lin Hua.

"Senior, this!" Hearing the words of loneliness, Lin Hua was slightly startled.

"Leave, or die!" With a cold snort, he turned his face in an instant, only to see the knife flashing, and the missing knife in his lonely hand was already on Lin Hua's neck.

The sword glowed in the air, exuding a cold aura.

"Senpai, what do you mean?" Confused by the sudden movement, Lin Hua couldn't help but say carefully.

"Don't you understand? Leave Sin City, or become a ghost of my sword. Pursing his lips, the lack of knife in his hand was closer, allowing the blade to come into contact with Lin Hua's skin.

"Okay, juniors leave immediately!" Without hesitation, feeling the threat of death, Lin Hua immediately said, as for what the consequences are, what are the calculations, wait until you are safe.

"Ha, it's been like this earlier, it won't save me trouble!" He withdrew the missing knife, pointed to the east, and laughed loudly.

That's where Sin City exits.

"Junior, farewell." Seeing that Lonely Lack had withdrawn the missing knife around his neck, Lin Hua secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said respectfully on the surface.

"Leave quickly, save me the annoyance of watching!" waved his hand, and said to Lin Hua impatiently.

"Yes!" Saying softly, not daring to show a trace of disrespect on his face, Lin Hua immediately headed towards the east.

"Goo-dong!" Looking at Lin Hua's departing back, he swallowed the wine one by one, until Lin Hua's back was no longer visible, and then he looked at a dark corner.

"I've done what I promised you, remember, this is the last time!" Lonely and cold snorted, and actually spilled all the wine in the wine jug in his hand.

"Thank you, junior brother!" didn't show up, just a faint voice, if Lin Hua was there, he would definitely be able to hear it, this was clearly the voice of the culprit of Sin City: Evil Heaven.

Now that he has put a mark on Lin Hua, he is letting Lin Hua leave the Sin City, what is the idea of the evil deed?

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"Li Qin?"

I kept walking towards the east, until I came to the gate of Sin City, and I saw a person standing at the gate of the city, dressed in black and with a long sword, looking at Lin Hua coldly.

"You are!" The footsteps were staggered, and the Yuan Force was secretly mentioned, and Lin Hua was careful to guard against it.

"You can call me a swordsman in black." The black-clothed swordsman looked at Lin Hua and said coldly.

"You, what an attempt! Swordsman in Black! Looking at the mysterious swordsman in front of him, Lin Hua bit his lip and said.

"Ordered: Take you out of town." Looking at Lin Hua, the black-clothed swordsman said coldly.

"There is labor!" Lin Hua nodded lightly, but he did not relax his vigilance at all.

"You're a swordsman!" Suddenly, the black-clothed swordsman said.

"That's right!" Not knowing the meaning of the mysterious swordsman in front of him, Lin Hua could only nod secretly.

"Take me a sword, a sword that does not bless any energy, you win, I will take you out of the city, you are defeated, leave your right hand!" The black-clothed swordsman looked at the purple mangxian sword behind Lin Hua, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.

"What do you mean?" His face changed, and Lin Hua looked at the black-clothed swordsman intently, beware of a sneak attack.

"The weak are not worthy of a sword!" The black-clothed swordsman looked at Lin Hua and spoke slowly.

"What if I win!" Lin Hua took a deep breath, looked at the indifferent expression of the black-clothed swordsman, and knew in his heart that he might not be able to be good.

"Whatever you want!" The black-clothed swordsman said lightly, his tone as indifferent and indifferent as before.

"Good! I want to see what you can do! With a hint of anger on his face, Lin Hua looked at the black-clothed swordsman and said coldly.

But although he was angry in his heart, he did not dare to be careless.

"What a spirit!" Glancing at Lin Hua in surprise, the black-clothed swordsman nodded, obviously agreeing to Lin Hua so happily, there were some differences.

didn't know that Lin Hua didn't know who he was at all.

"One hand is silent!" Four words spit out from the mouth of the black-clothed swordsman, and I saw that a black long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, exuding the aura of death, and stabbed straight towards Lin Hua's chest.

The sword, slow, slow like a snail's crawl.

But Lin Hua was shocked to find that he couldn't move, and any direction around his body was completely locked, whether it was blocking, sweeping, chopping, or chopping, he couldn't stop this sword.

"Will die! Death is already close to itself! Lin Hua roared wildly in his heart, sweat fell down his forehead, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but his ** had no strength to resist at all.

Seeing Lin Hua like this, a trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed swordsman.

"Hold your head high and be far away, roaring in the wind; The opponent can discuss the sword, and the height is not cold! ”

The sword was already getting closer and closer, just when it was less than three feet away from Lin Hua's chest.

Suddenly, a clear poem flashed in Lin Hua's mind.

Then there was an inexplicable feeling, which made Lin Hua involuntarily pull out the purple mangxian sword behind him.

A sword stream!

In an instant, purple rays appeared, and the shock of the sword body actually broke the nameless aura blockade.

Seeing such a black-clothed swordsman, his face couldn't help but show a trace of surprise and a deep joy, it was the joy of facing an enemy worthy of his full strength.

"Haha, interesting, interesting, come, let's fight!!" With a battle intent in his eyes, the black-clothed swordsman had already forgotten what Fang had just said, and in an instant, the sword momentum changed abruptly, turning weirdness into coldness.

The black long sword was like a meteor outside the sky, assassinating Lin Hua everywhere.

"Huh? Magic Sword Flow! War! The more and more mysterious feeling lingered in Lin Hua's mind, and his comprehension of swordsmanship slowly deepened, and he was not willing to give up this wonderful opportunity at all.

The nameless move of the black-clothed swordsman is terrifying, like a tiger descending from a mountain.

Lin Hua couldn't help but spare his strength, trying to win the opportunity, and the long sword in his hand flowed with a magic sword, and he did not back down at all.

The long swords collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Yikes!" The black-clothed swordsman snorted softly, and the sword move in his hand actually slashed from the bottom up.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Lin Hua also responded with this move.

The same sword moves, the same sword paths, the same traces, like refraction in the mirror, each dialysis.

The swords intersected, the body staggered, and the shocking exchange was just a contest between ** and swordsmanship.

"Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship, I haven't been so happy for a long time, Li Qin, I admit that I look down on you." The words of admiration spat out from the mouth of the black-clothed swordsman, without the slightest regret of failing to win, but full of joy of meeting the opponent. (To be continued.) )