"Who are you?"

In the ring, Lin Huang stared at Jiang Huaiyin and asked silently.

The latter gave Lin Huang the feeling that he was not like a simple outer disciple, and the danger that this person gave to Lin Huang was even more dangerous than when he met Mo Yugun Han Ming in the Great Xia Dynasty.

And it's too much dangerous.

"Outer disciple, Jiang Huaiyin!"

Jiang Huaiyin grinned and grinned, glancing back and forth on Lin Huang's body unscrupulously.

"Do you know the Jiang family, the Jiang family of Jiang Licheng, who ranks second on the Wuhou list", Jiang Huaiyin continued, "I am a member of the Jiang family, but unfortunately, I am only a side branch separated by the eighteenth generation of my ancestors."

"But even with such an identity, it's not something you can shake!"

"Do you know why Elder Hong Jiu accepted me as a personal disciple instead of a registered disciple, just because I was from the Jiang family," Jiang Huai smiled faintly.

Lin Huang stared at Jiang Huaiyin's narrow eyes, then shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's more than that, with such strength, I have long minded entering the inner door, why stay at the outer door?"

"Am I willing?"

Jiang Huaiyin smiled evilly.

"For the sake of your death, I'll tell you a little secret", Jiang Huaiyin looked at Lin Huang, his expression suddenly became a little excited, as if he was excited when he told others the secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Three years ago, on the seventh day of the sixth month, the twenty-eighth day of June, the twenty-ninth hour of June, and the third quarter of the ninth month!"

Jiang Huaiyin suddenly said a few times.

Nan Yunlie, who was deaf and clear-eyed on the side, was a little confused, and the disciples in the audience could only see Lin Huang's expression changing rapidly because they couldn't hear clearly from a distance.

Infinite anger spread over his face.

“...... You're damned!"

Lin Huang's eyes were furious, the intense killing intent was brewing wildly, and the sound of gritting his teeth was like a roar from hell, which made all the disciples present startled.

"Damn me......?"

Jiang Huaiyin stretched out his hand and shook his fingers, looked at Lin Huang with a sneering face, and said, "I'll tell you this secret, it's you who deserve to die." Isn't it cool to know this secret but you can't do anything and you're about to die?"

Jiang Huaiyin looked at Lin Huang, and there was a perverted smile in his gloomy eyes.

Lin Huang stared at Jiang Huaiyin like a wolf, and the killing intent in his heart had already swelled to the extreme.

Three years ago.

The seventh day of June.

June 28.

June 29.

The third day of September.

These few points in time suddenly made Lin Huang understand too many things.

Three years ago, it was the year when my sister Lin Cangxue's genius fell.

On June 28, the day Lin Cangxue returned to the Great Xia Dynasty.

At three o'clock on June 29, Lin Cangxue entered the Prince's East Palace.

On the seventh day of the sixth month, it should be the day when Lin Cangxue left the Drifting Snow Palace and rushed back to the Great Xia Dynasty.

On the third day of the ninth month, it should be the time for Lin Cangxue to return to the Drifting Snow Palace again.

It is impossible for ordinary people to pay attention to this time, and even if they do, they will not know the exact time when Lin Cangxue entered Taidong Palace. And Jiang Huaiyin was able to say it in such detail, which showed that Lin Cangxue's martial soul was shattered, and it had nothing to do with him.

In other words, behind the shattering of Lin Cangxue's martial soul, there is an organization with a strict plan.

And Jiang Huaiyin must be a member of this organization and participate in this plan.

The sudden enemy made Lin Huang's anger rise in the depths of his heart, and in those sharp eyes, there were blood-colored silk threads, which made Lin Huang's body full of terrifying murderous aura.

"Even if I die today, you won't want to get out of the ring alive!"

Lin Huang looked at Jiang Huaiyin in front of him, and said word by word, each word was as low as an angry tiger whimpering, full of fierce hatred.

"Three thousand miles!"

"Kill Kunlun!"

"Shoot the wolf!"

In an instant, Lin Huang disappeared in place, his body turned into an afterimage, and he frantically slashed towards Jiang Huaiyin.

"With this skill, you still want to kill me Jiang Huaiyin, it's just a fool's dream!"

Jiang Huaiyin snorted heavily, with a strong disdain in his eyes, and when his arm shook, three iron cables of yin souls suddenly appeared around his body.

The ropes were the size of an arm, covered with sharp barbs, with sharp spear heads attached to the ends, and on each rope were gloomy and roaring ghost heads.

Martial Soul - Hundred Ghosts Yin Soul Suo!

In the void, the three Yin Soul Ropes trembled, just like three poisonous snakes with teeth and claws, dancing at will, they wrapped Jiang Huaiyin's body around him, forming a heavy defensive cage.

Sonorous!

The Demon Suppression Knife slashed on the iron cable, tearing out a series of sparks, but it did not break the defense around Jiang Huaiyin in the slightest, which made Lin Huang's mind sink a lot.

The three moves came out together, and then combined with the power of Shura's wrath, they didn't even cut off a Yin Soul Cable.

This Jiang Huaiyin is not strong.

"Earth Yuan Six Heavens?!"

Looking at Jiang Huaiyin, who was guarded by the Yin Soul Rope, Lin Huang said gloomily.

Jiang Huaiyin smiled leisurely, "It's really smart, but why are you so stupid that you chose to challenge me, tsk...... It's a pity that a fresh life is going to become a ghost on my ghost rope again!"

"To each his own devices!"

Lin Huang looked at the latter calmly, but the sense of danger in his heart became more and more intense, and the ghost head on the Yin Soul Rope was clearly made by sacrificing the soul in some evil way after death.

With this ghost head, Jiang Huaiyin can increase his strength, but those who die will never be able to transcend life.

Jiang Huaiyin smiled coldly, his narrow eyes revealed a gloomy light, and he said hoarsely: "You seem to look down on me a little, this is not a good result for you."

After that, Jiang Huaiyin held his palm, and two Yin Soul Ropes appeared in the void again, and they were entrenched in front of Jiang Huaiyin with teeth and claws, full of a gloomy aura.

Lin Huang was secretly frightened, but he didn't expect Jiang Huaiyin to have five Yin Soul Ropes.

Then, Lin Huang took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and the demon suppression knife in his hand waved again, and a fierce killing aura rose.

"Shura's Wrath!"

Lin Huang struck again, and the power of Shura in his body flowed, and under the twofold increase in combat power, he galloped out, carrying the blood-colored light pulled out by the Demon Suppression Knife, and headed towards Jiang Huaiyin.

"Kill!"

Lin Huang roared fiercely, and when he was close to Jiang Huaiyin, the terrifying power suddenly vented out, like a dragon escaping from prison, slashing at the latter's throat.

"I don't know what to say!"

Jiang Huaiyin smiled coldly, his body quickly retreated, and at the same time, he waved his palms, and suddenly gathered the five Yin Soul Ropes around his body, once again forming an iron rope cage that wrapped his body.

Above the cage, dozens of ghost heads roared angrily, and the sharp sound suddenly exploded in Lin Huang's ears, and the power formed by the sound wave stabbed into Lin Huang's sea of knowledge fiercely, causing Lin Huang's blade to suddenly deflect and slash along the edge of the cage.

Sonorous!

The Demon Suppression Knife slashed at the cage, pulling out a series of sparks, but it had no effect, but instead unloaded all the power of Lin Huang's attack.

And at the moment when the attack failed, Lin Huang's expression changed dramatically.

I saw that behind the cage, a ghost rope appeared again, stabbing fiercely at Lin Huang. The sharp spear head is like the snake letter of a giant python, which makes people feel cold all over the body.

At the critical moment, Lin Huang's body twisted in the air, thrillingly avoiding the Yin Soul Rope from the assassination.

However, before Lin Huang could breathe, there was a sudden sting pain behind him, and another ghost rope slashed at Lin Huang's body at some point, and the sharp barb pierced straight into Lin Huang's back.

Then, the Yin Soul Rope that Lin Huang had avoided before came to kill again, and the sharp cold light was directly aimed at Lin Huang's throat, and the ghost head on the end of the Yin Soul Rope seemed to be able to bite off Lin Huang's neck in an instant.

At this moment, Lin Huang's heart sank to the bottom. Then, without hesitation, he waved his left hand, and dozens of array seals shot out, forming a sword formation in the blink of an eye.

The sword qi was surging, condensing into a great force, and finally moved the landing point of the Yin Soul Rope, brushing past Lin Huang's neck, taking away a trace of red blood.

Only a slight distance away, Lin Huang's artery was almost directly severed.

And when Lin Huang was happy for a while, his face changed suddenly......

Just when Lin Huang avoided Jiang Huaiyin's attacks, the cage that originally wrapped Jiang Huaiyin had already disintegrated and changed, and Lin Huang was imprisoned in it.

The Yin Soul Rope wrapped Jiang Huaiyin and was a defense.

And shrouded in the forest famine, it is captivity.

Looking at Lin Huang, who was trapped by his five Yin Soul Ropes, Jiang Huaiyin breathed a long sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth provoked a wicked smile, "I really didn't expect it, you are still a formation master, but with your unpopular formation, can you reverse the ending?"

"Do you really think that your ghost rope can imprison me?"

Lin Huang held the Demon Suppression Knife in his hand and said with a calm expression. However, in his heart, he didn't have much confidence, and he didn't expect that Jiang Huaiyin actually had seven Yin Soul Ropes.

There are as many as 100 ghost heads on it.

Jiang Huaiyin hooked his sideburns, smiled slightly, and said, "Your strongest blow didn't break the cage just now, is it interesting to say it so calmly now?"

As he spoke, Jiang Huaiyin's slender fingers shook in the air, and the cage that shrouded Lin Huang began to shrink gradually.

"Do you think I'm going to stab you into a sieve?"

Jiang Huai smiled coldly, controlled the two Yin Soul Ropes, and stabbed Lin Huang again along the gap in the cage.

Lin Huang's pupils shrank, and the demon suppression knife in his hand swung suddenly, constantly slashing and stabbing the Yin Soul Rope.

However, the cage is getting smaller.

The space for forest famine is also getting smaller and smaller.

As time passed, Lin Huangmo said that if he waved the Demon Suppression Knife, even if he didn't have the Yin Soul Rope that came from the assassination, he would be squeezed to death by the shrunken cage.

"Tsk...... This is the legendary trapped beast Yu Dou. Looks interesting, you wild dog!"

Jiang Huaiyin laughed gloomily.

"I forgot to tell you, there are more than seven Yin Soul Ropes I control!"

After saying that, Jiang Huaiyin's expression suddenly became cold, and a ghost rope suddenly appeared in the air again, and when Lin Huang was busy dealing with the predicament in front of him, he stabbed into Lin Huang's back and crossed his chest......

(End of chapter)