Feeling the piercing killing machine in the void, Lin Huangyu's eyebrows condensed slightly, but he did not let go of Qin Xuerao, but still turned around with the latter's neck and looked at the person who walked out of the crowd.

At this moment, the disciples of the Martial Arts Mansion also noticed the sudden voice, and involuntarily gave up a path, and then turned their heads to look back at the person who appeared......

Looking at the young man who suddenly arrived, the surrounding martial arts disciples frowned, and then their faces were full of excitement.

The person who came was nothing more than a young man in his twenties, dressed in a martial arts uniform like everyone else. But he couldn't suppress the noble temperament of that body.

The face is handsome, and the eyes are like the moon.

Between pacing and walking, there is quite a posture of a jade tree facing the wind. The footsteps paused slightly, like a green pine. That every move, the feeling revealed, was not comparable to ordinary martial arts disciples.

And what makes the Wufu disciple's face full of excitement is not only because of the latter's outstanding posture, but also because of the latter's origin and name.

- Qi Qingsong.

In the field, Lin Huang also looked up at the people who appeared. Then he moved his gaze to Qi Qingsong's back, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more cold.

Behind Qi Qingsong, followed by a young man whom Lin Huang had met.

More than two months ago, in the middle of Tianxiang in Hundred Battles City, there was Qi Chen.

The people of the Nine Doors Qi Family.

Lin Huang looked at the two people in front of him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, it seems that these two people appeared here, not for no reason, but because they came specifically for themselves.

In the middle of the field, Qi Qingsong paused, stared at Lin Huang with an indifferent expression, pointed at Qin Xuerao, and repeated: "Let go of her."

Lin Huang's eyes condensed slightly, and he threw Qin Xuerao out with one hand, then gathered his sleeve robe, and after his gaze swept over Qi Chen, he fell on Qi Qingsong's body, "What do you say?"

"Nothing to say!"

Qi Qingsong shook his head, and between the flips of his wrist, a spear appeared in his palm, "Outsiders, you haven't been in the Qingtian Martial Mansion, and you are still so presumptuous." Not to mention ......"

Qi Qingsong's gaze swept over Jun Allure, and then said, "Senior Sister Allure, how can you climb high."

Lin Huang grinned, "If it was for the matter of Tianxiangju and the face of the Jiumen Qi family, I would look down on you." But if you come here for Allure...... You're not qualified."

"At least, it will be more qualified than you".

Qi Qingsong didn't laugh angrily, and the spear in his hand was like ice, revealing a sharp edge, faintly locking Lin Huang.

"That's ......"

Lin Huang frowned slightly, then turned around and smiled at Jun Chengcheng, and naturally took the three-foot Qingfeng in Jun Chengcheng's hand.

"Then let's see the strength of the children of the Nine Sects Qi family again!"

When Lin Huang's words fell, his arms suddenly waved, and the three-foot Qingfeng was suspended in the void, making a sonorous sword roar, and a manic and peerless aura suddenly appeared like a wild dragon.

Domineering.

Qi Qingsong frowned, his expression became solemn, and he looked at the vibrating long sword in front of him, which had not yet been unsheathed, but the sword qi was rushing to the heavens and the earth.

It doesn't seem like the strength that a martial artist of the Martial Hou Six Heavens can show at all.

Many martial arts disciples around them were also surprised, and suddenly felt the terrifying pressure of the long sword in front of Lin Huang's body, like a man's back, which was terrifying.

Just when everyone was surprised, Qi Qingsong was already holding a spear in his hand, like lightning and thunder, carrying a spiral storm, heading towards the forest wilderness.

Lin Huang's figure is still standing in place, as steady as Mount Tai.

It's just that the long sword in front of him suddenly came out of its sheath by an inch.

The long sword was unsheathed an inch, and a raging sword suddenly appeared around Lin Huang's body, like a general in the field, charging out in all directions.

In the void, the sword aura is like a river, but what it contains is the domineering power of the long knife to suppress everything, and the aura of destruction.

Only in the blink of an eye, the spiral storm that Qi Qingsong charged towards was slashed by all the sword qi around the forest wilderness, and Qi Qingsong's figure retreated, his eyes sharp and cautious.

"You actually stopped Senior Brother Qi Qingsong?"

"What kind of martial art is this, it can actually allow this kid to confront Qi Qingsong of the Ninth Heaven head-on with the realm of the Martial Hou Sixth Heaven."

"Senior Brother Qi Qingsong was just a temptation just now, and he hasn't really made a move yet."

......

Looking at Qi Qingsong, who was retreating, the disciples of the Martial Mansion around him all whispered, looking a little surprised. After all, there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Martial Mansion, and Qi Qingsong can rank ninth on the Qingyun List, and his strength is not strong.

How could a person suddenly appear and make Qi Qingsong retreat?

"You are very good, but this should also be your strongest means", Qi Qingsong, who was retreating, stopped, stared at Lin Huang coldly, and the aura around him became manic again.

I saw Qi Qingsong's spear waving, like a dragon dancing. In less than a few breaths, eight spiral storms appeared in the entire void.

Each storm is different in color and full of different breaths.

Fast as the wind.

Burst like fire.

Towering as a mountain.

......

Eight spiral storms, secretly combining the eight formations of heaven and earth, are arranged around the forest wilderness with hexagrams, forming a terrifying storm array. The aura of the storm pulled each other, making the entire space filled with a tyrannical aura. The surrounding martial arts disciples suddenly looked depressed and had difficulty breathing.

At this moment, Lin Huang is at the center of the storm.

Looking at the whirling storm around him, it was like a dragon roaring at him. It seemed that the next moment would break through the comfort on his body and come towards him. Lin Huang's expression did not change in the slightest, he only closed his eyes slightly, and the sonorous sound of the long sword suspended in front of him was like a dragon's roar.

The next moment, eight spiral storms suddenly flooded towards the forest barrenness.

"Three inches!"

In the midst of the storm, Lin Huang's thin lips spat lightly. Only as soon as the words fell, a terrifying circular sword suddenly swept out from Lin Huang's body.

The sword was pitch black.

Thin as cicada wings.

It doesn't look very brilliant, but at the moment it appears, it seems that the breath of destruction from hell, and the domineering spirit of the invincible god will face the army of millions alone, and suddenly invade the heavens and the earth.

Bang.

With a loud bang, the pitch-black sword swept in all directions, and it was like a knife cutting tofu, cutting off the eight spiral storms around Lin Huang.

Qi Qingsong's whole person was suddenly shocked by the explosion of the storm, and the aura in his body suddenly became disordered, and he flew out upside down.

The surrounding martial arts disciples suddenly looked shocked.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

"This is Senior Brother Qi Qingsong's Eight Door Killing Array, and anyone in the top ten on the Qingyun List may not be able to crack it so easily."

"Who the hell is this guy?"

"Don't worry...... No matter how Senior Brother Qi is, he is the ninth existence on the Qingyun List, if he is really angry, this kid will be killed sooner or later."

......

When the smoke and dust around him cleared, the figure of Lin Huang's white-clothed sword appeared in the field again. I saw Lin Huang holding the scabbard in one hand and slowly walking towards Qi Qingsong.

"Let you make three moves, and now there is still one move left. After three moves, it's my turn!"

Lin Huang looked at Qi Qingsong, who staggered up in front of him, and said with a cold expression.

Qi Qingsong's eyes suddenly stabbed, he clenched the spear in his hand, and his murderous intent skyrocketed, "You are really a little unbelievably thick."

When the words fell, the spear in Qi Qingsong's hand shook, and the green silk on his head suddenly flew wildly, and the whole person instantly became extremely manic, just like a vicious wolf showing its fangs, making the surrounding martial arts disciples suddenly retreat dozens of feet.

In the field, I saw Qi Qingsong's expression tyrannical, and a bloodthirsty greedy wolf as high as three zhang gradually appeared behind him, with blood-red hair all over his body, four claws like hooks, and his front body was slightly charged and subdued, staring at Lin Huang with fangs, and letting out a whining bloodthirsty roar.

Lin Huang's expression condensed slightly, feeling the killing machine that soaked into the bone marrow, and the three-foot Qingfeng was suspended in front of him again......