The sky is bright and the moon is long, and the wind and clouds are long.

On the top of the cliffless peak, I suddenly saw a long roar from Lin Huang, the white clothes were like a flag, and between the demon suppression knife out of the sheath, it was ten miles of swords slashing towards Han Qingtian.

The splendor of the sword suddenly illuminated the night sky.

Under the mountain peak, ten thousand people shook. Looking at the knife that had been gaining momentum for a long time, they all showed an incredible look, and they never thought that Lin Huang was so strong.

Half-step Wuhou!

Yan Nangui's face was condensed, and his eyes were shooting two rays of brilliance. Lin Huang has been sleeping for half a year, and he has reached such a state, and he will definitely be able to compete with him in time.

The disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect were also a little shocked.

Once upon a time, the name of Tianjiao in the Eastern Spirit Realm was still in the hands of Qi Changfeng and others, but they never thought that when they saw it today, Lin Huang was about to get involved with Wuhou.

"No wonder you dare to be so rampant and challenge the sect master!"

"Even so, what can it be? The realm of Wuhou is a horizontal moat, even if Lin Huang has surpassed his peers, he will be hated here today!"

Under the mountain peak, everyone was shocked, but the ten-mile sword had already killed Han Qingtian.

I saw Han Qingtian wearing a purple shirt with big sleeves and a majestic gaze. Looking at the sword that came from the ten miles of attack, he didn't look at it at all, only in the wave of the big sleeve, a long sword pointed to the sky, and when the long roar fell, it was to cut the sword in two.

Boom.

Between heaven and earth, the sword collapsed, and the rumbling sound shook in all directions.

Tens of thousands of people stared at the mountain peak, Fang Jue Wuhou realm was so powerful, and between the swing of the sword with his big sleeves, he completely crushed the sword that Lin Huang had been building up for a long time.

The disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Sect looked uplifted, and his face showed a look of pride.

As they said, if he doesn't enter the realm of Wuhou, no matter how talented Lin Huang is, how can he compete with the eight directions thunder Han Qingtian!

In the long sky, after ten miles of swords, Lin Huang turned into a blood line, which seemed to split the bright moon into two pieces, and the murderous aura swept the sky, killing Han Qingtian all.

Han Qingtian frowned, but he actually felt a dangerous aura.

"Is this your killing god slashing with a sword? It is worthy of the earth-level martial arts, which does make Ben Hou sideways, but if you want to fight me Han Qingtian with this, you are not qualified enough!"

Han Qingtian sneered, his body couldn't keep calm, and between the long roars, it turned into a terrifying afterimage, and the sword qi in the sky was vertical and horizontal, like a boulder sharpening a knife, cutting that blood line into several pieces.

Under the sky, suddenly heavy snow covered the sky.

The dark night sky is cold and biting, revealing endless sadness, which makes people sad and fluctuating.

"Snow drifting in the world!"

Someone exclaimed, feeling the biting and dangerous aura contained in the desolate snowflakes, and looked horrified.

Seventy years ago, the wild goose hid the front, and Xiao Xiao was full of snow in the world. Everywhere he went, Wuhou retreated, and no one in the world could be an enemy of him. When the Yin Yang Valley was born that year, Yan Zangfeng had a heavy snowfall, and I don't know how many people's corpses were buried.

Now, heavy snow has reappeared in the world.

The Xiao Xiao killing intent revealed in the void seemed to be more terrifying than Zhi Yan Zangfeng. Tens of thousands of martial artists could hardly imagine how far Lin Huang had cultivated the martial arts of this Drifting Snow Palace.

When everyone looked up, they saw that Han Qingtian had not completely cut off the killing god, and he was wrapped in the swept snow, and the endless wind and frost were like knives, all of which were crushed towards the latter.

"Changtian Sword Qi Determination!"

In the vast snow, Han Qingtian was also a little dignified. Between the swings of the long sword, there were thousands of sword qi draped over the body, crushing the surrounding heavy snow with a strong attitude.

Buzz.

In the snow drifting world, Lin Huang was dressed in white and flew away, suddenly appeared in front of Han Qingtian, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed out the extreme knife hidden in the snow drifting world.

"Wuhou Tiangang!"

Han Qingtian's expression suddenly froze, and he was surrounded by a hundred swords, forming a ten-zhang sword qi Tiangang to protect his body.

Bang.

In the void, a loud bang shook all directions.

The eyes of tens of thousands of martial artists fell, and they saw that the Wuhou Tiangang around Han Qingtian was actually under the sword of Lin Huang, and countless cracks appeared, and then suddenly exploded.

Lin Huang's sword was not finished, and the blade shone and swept towards Han Qingtian's head.

Han Qingtian's face froze rapidly, and his body stepped back ten inches, avoiding the extremely dangerous knife. Although his life was not in danger, a scarlet and terrible scar appeared on his chest.

Under the cliffless peak, the faces of tens of thousands of warriors changed in unison, looking at the scene in the void in disbelief.

Han Qingtian...... Actually injured?

That is the master of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, a generation of martial marquis Han Qingtian. He was actually injured in Lin Huang's hands, and was forced to this step by a half-step junior of Wuhou?

The eyes of the disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect were full of anger and sneers, "Lin Huang really doesn't know the height of the sky, and he dares to hurt the sect master, do you really think that you have this strength?"

"If it weren't for the sect master to see that he was a junior, he would have left his hands to spare, otherwise he would have been killed by thunder!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect were not angry, but the eyes of everyone in the Drifting Snow Palace lit up. Bai Xiaopang crossed his two big waists, not to mention how excited he was, "Han Qingtian, that old bastard, still wants to mess with Boss Lin, it's really stupider than the second dog!"

Barking.

The big white cat on the white chubby belly yelled with grievances on its face.

On the Cliffless Peak, Han Qingtian was slightly stunned, but he didn't have too much anger, his fingers swiped between the wounds, and the terrifying wounds actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The snow drifts in the world, it is indeed good!"

Han Qingtian waved his hand to wipe off the blood stains on his shoulder, revealing a hint of fierceness in his calmness, "But today's battle, let's end here! Ben Hou let you stab, you should rest in peace!"

Han Qingtian flicked his long sleeves, and his calm voice came out like thunder:

"Big sleeves in the sky!"

Before the words fell, the aura in the void suddenly changed. I saw that under the bright moon, Han Qingtian's big sleeves waved, and a vast cage was condensed, enveloping the void within a radius of ten miles.

Above the cage, countless runes shone, filled with terrifying gathering power, just like a blue sky world, suppressing all the pride of the heavens in the world.

Being in the cage, Lin Huang's face became solemn, he could feel the horror of the cage, and it could be split with a single slash from the killing god.

"It's ...... Blue Sky Cage!"

Under the cliffless peak, a martial artist exclaimed, "Han Qingtian's martial soul has a big sleeve to hold the sky." Han Qingtian once relied on this cage to suppress Wuhou with Tian Yuan!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect were extremely excited, looking at the cage in the void that was ten miles long, flickering with terrifying runes, blazing like a round of sun, covering the brilliance of the bright moon.

In the blue sky cage, Lin Huang did not move.

"This Blue Sky Prison contains a trace of Dao power!"

Jun Chengcheng frowned.

"Back then, your father Lin Changtian was also trapped in it, if it weren't for Xuanyuan Tibing's appearance, he would have already turned into a ghost in Benhou's cage. Today, I don't know if you Lin Huang has the ability to break Ben Hou's blue sky cage!"

Under the sky, Han Qingtian looked at him, his eyes full of confidence.

"I didn't dare to compete with my father, but he flaunted his might in front of me. Han Qingtian, you are really impressive!"

In the cage, Lin Huang was not anxious, and said calmly.

"Ben Hou said that today's battle is over!"

Han Qingtian flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, holding a long sword in his hand to point at the sky, his body was once again filled with terrifying momentum, and the long sword above his head suddenly shone brightly, with the light of thunder.

"The long sword leads the thunder!"

Under the void, Han Qingtian was big. Only when the words fell, the dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the sound of the mighty wind and thunder shook the void, as if a thousand thunderbolts roared.

Under the cliff peak, 10,000 people were shocked. Looking at the scene in the void, it is like a clay sculpture and wood carving.

"Han Qingtian, this is ...... Do you want to attract heavenly thunder to kill Lin Huang?"

"He can actually attract heavenly thunder, this is a thunder that Wuhou Realm does not dare to resist easily!"

"Lin Huang is in the cage of the blue sky, the thunder is coming, he will definitely die!"

......

Crackling!

It seemed to be in response to everyone's speculation, and there was a loud bang between heaven and earth. A terrifying light shone brightly, and suddenly illuminated the night sky, and then a terrifying thunderbolt came!

After the first thunder, there were hundreds of thunderbolts behind him, booming and rumbling, crushing a void.

The surging thunder, in the blink of an eye, all fell into the blue sky cage.

(End of chapter)