Lin Huang didn't expect it.

I just didn't listen to Pei Xiufu's warning and stepped into the second layer of the Aura Cliff, which would cause such a big disaster.

Seventeen Martial Emperors!

No matter how powerful Lin Huang is, he can't be the opponent of these people.

Without any hesitation, the moment the black-robed young man turned around, Lin Huang's figure disappeared in place.

"Want to go, don't ask us if we say yes!"

The young man in Tsing Yi who had rescued Lu Fengen earlier waved his sleeves, and his figure also disappeared in place.

Bang!

The next moment, a huge collision sound sounded in the void.

Lin Huang, who originally wanted to control the space and leave this place, was immediately intercepted and fell to the ground fiercely. And the young man in Tsing Yi also fell to the ground, and between his hands, all the mysteries around him were hidden, "This space, with me, you can't escape!"

Lin Huang frowned.

The next moment, everyone around them did not hesitate to kill Lin Huang.

Although he was also a disciple of the Qingtian Martial Mansion, Lin Huang really felt the terrifying killing intent when facing the enemy and the breath of death from the people around him. Lin Huang's expression fell silent, and he withdrew his decision, holding the instant knife in his hand, and a manic aura came out of it.

Everyone around frowned, and immediately didn't care about chuckling, and killed Lin Huang without the slightest hesitation.

Between breaths, all the killing moves around him went towards the forest barrenness.

And in the forest wilderness in the middle of the storm, there was also a long howl, and all the means were exhausted......

Kill the god with a sword.

Snow drifts in the world.

A nasal passage three cuts.

The heavens are absolutely slashed.

......

However, Lin Huang exhausted all his means, and in the face of the siege of more than a dozen Martial Emperors, he only lasted for a few breaths before he was completely disintegrated.

Lin Huang's face was silent, and the Heavenly Shura in the Xuanwu World in his body began to roar wildly, sending out bursts of terrifying power, circulating through Lin Huang's whole body, causing Lin Huang's aura to climb up and up......

The next moment, Lin Huangtian Shura possessed his body, with red hair and red eyes, holding an instant knife, just like an underworld Shura. The powerful evil qi spread out, and at the moment of possession, it strangled all the storms around him.

Behind everyone, the black-robed young man who had originally left turned his head and looked at Lin Huang, whose form had changed greatly at the moment, and frowned slightly.

On the other side, Jun Moxiao stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the battle in the field, he had a posture of sitting on the wall and watching, and whispered: "With these strengths, the realm is still too low!"

The killing move that was already a foregone conclusion was destroyed by Lin Huang, which made everyone around them frown, and their expressions became a lot more solemn, and then they condensed with more arrogant and powerful attacks, and went towards Lin Huang, and everyone made a move, which was stronger than the seventh hatred that Lu Fengen shot before.

"White-haired spring and autumn!"

Lin Huang let out a long roar, his face was murderous, and his eyes were cold, not as if he had the slightest human feelings.

Only in the moment when the knife fell, a snow-white sword light pushed out of the void, but it seemed to be contaminated with a great ancient aura, crushing the killing moves that swept around it one by one. At the same time, Lin Huang did not have the slightest scruples, and went towards one of the Holy Emperors.

"It's kind of funny, I even have a forbidden technique!"

The Martial Emperor who was stared at by Lin Huang smiled softly, and then killed Lin Huang with a solemn expression.

Sonor!

There was a jolt in the void, and only between the two collided, and the man flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and his face was full of incredulity. And Lin Huang is smiling grimly, patrolling the prey around like a tiger and wolf, and the murderous aura behind him has been condensed, soaring like fog.

Jun Mo smiled at the cold and ruthless Lin Huang in the field, and slowly rubbed his palms, "Heavenly Shura possessed, there is really a bit of a doorway." Ordinary warriors really can't compete with them. No wonder he can use the realm of the Martial King to suppress Beilin Weiyang!"

At this moment, the black-robed young man had already walked next to Jun Moxiao, and asked silently: "Do you know him?"

"He's my junior brother!"

Jun Moxiao wrote lightly, but he couldn't help but snort coldly, obviously still resentful of the dispute between his senior brother and brother.

"He is Lin Taiqing's disciple, and he was also killed from the netherworld?"

The black-robed young man frowned.

"No ......"

Jun Moxiao shook his head, "He is the son of the master, the son of Lin Taiqing!"

Well?

The black-robed young man hummed in confusion and surprise, and once again fell his gaze on Lin Huang, his expression was as deep as an abyss, making it impossible to understand his inner thoughts.

Jun Mo smiled and rubbed his palms, and continued: "Heavenly Shura possessed, he has obviously fallen into the demon. But judging from the current situation, he can already control himself who has fallen into the demon. It's just that let them pay attention, it's not good for anyone to die...... Don't take the realm of the Martial King to look at me, this junior brother, just a few days ago, he suppressed Beilin Weiyang, the head of the nine divine sons of the mainland."

"But he doesn't have the Blue Sky Order!"

The black-robed young man frowned and shook his head.

"Didn't you see that he had already cultivated into the Xuanwu Holy Body?"

Jun Mo smiled and continued.

The black-robed young man was silent until a long time later before he spoke: "Even so...... Someone should show up and give me an explanation."

Jun Mo smiled and waved his hand, "Don't be in a hurry, let's see how many catties and taels my junior brother has!"

In the field, the battle was in full swing.

When Lin Huang suppressed a Martial Emperor at a single point, more than a dozen people here formed a battle formation without the slightest hesitation, and only between breaths, everyone's strength was through, and the momentum was close to the realm of Martial Saints.

Feeling the pressure of the mountains ahead, Lin Huang suddenly stopped. Blood flowed in those pupils, and then Lin Huang actually put away the knife in an instant, and his five fingers immediately swayed out, and in the next breath, the entire aura cliff suddenly shook.

In an instant, the light around the forest barren shone, and the pitch-black iron horses fell down like meteors.

Together.

Two courses.

......

Ten ways.

Momochi!

......

In just a few breaths, there are as many as 300 ways.

The moment the three hundred iron horsemen rushed out, the terrifying coercion rolled out, and the aura of iron-blooded killing instantly invaded the entire space, sweeping away all the majesty of the Martial Emperor in front of him.

"Kill!"

Ahead, Lin Huang's long sleeves rolled up and rushed to everyone first.

And behind Lin Huang, three hundred iron cavalry charged, like a sharp knife rushing down from the mountains and rivers, attacking and killing in all directions.

Behind, the black-robed young man's face was pale, his eyes were rapidly rounded, and he looked at the three hundred iron horsemen behind Lin Huang incredulously, and he was particularly shocked by the words, "Zuo Jia Ming Sect Qinglong Sect...... Black...... Word...... Battalion!"

Jun Mo smiled and frowned, "This is the heroic soul of the Xuanzi Camp thousands of years ago?"

The black-robed young man did not answer Jun Moxiao's question, but waved his sleeves and ordered everyone, "Retreat!"

Suddenly, everyone who had already completed the preparation for the battle did not hesitate at all, and all their bodies retreated, and the terrifying momentum around them retreated like a tide.

Everyone retreated, but Lin Huang still charged.

Three hundred iron horsemen still slaughtered and marched forward.

The black-robed young man frowned, and then his figure suddenly rose from the ground, falling in front of Lin Huang like a mountain, looking at the terrifying Lin Huang at this moment, he pushed out a punch with a calm expression.

Lin Huang also launched with a punch.

Rumble!

There was a sudden loud bang in the void.

Only at the moment when the two of them clashed their fists, Lin Huang suddenly felt an unstoppable force instantly destroy all his defenses, just like a city was easily destroyed by the latter in an instant, and his body retreated irrepressibly.

And when Lin Huang retreated and flew out, the three hundred iron horsemen had already drowned the black-robed young man......