In Zhongzhou, those martial artists automatically made up a lot of brains. How did the brain supplement Lin Huang struggle step by step, experienced on the edge of life and death, and what kind of nirvana rebirth he went through, so that he could set foot on the current situation with blood and tears.

They even dug up a vendetta between Lin Huang and Liu Cangsheng.

Outside the city of Shenluo, the life-and-death battle between Lin Huang and Beilin Weiyang, the young master of Beilin Prison, was dug out.

Combined with the fall of the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

The ancient battlefield marches forward step by step.

was suppressed under the Great Lei Yin Temple, but finally relied on his tenacious will to walk out of the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom. In the Wolf Juxu God Domain, I don't know what kind of suffering I suffered, and I walked out alive.

And all this is just to declare war on the Phoenix Clan.

No wonder this dojo regards itself as a big clan, and dares to have a title equal to the name of the Phoenix clan, all of which represents Lin Huang's stubborn and unyielding heart.

These experiences, I don't know if they moved Lin Huang, but they moved those sentimental warriors who are good at brain supplementation. This kind of experience has pierced the tears in the hearts of countless girls, making them have infinite sympathy and good feelings for Lin Huang.

If Lin Huang knew, he was afraid that he would be extremely ashamed and embarrassed.

It's just that such an experience is nothing to those disciples who come from a big family.

On the mainland, martial arts are respected. Without admirable strength, no matter how much suffering is nothing?

How many people in this world are more miserable than the forest wilderness.

How many people pretend to be full of hatred and unyielding, thinking that one day they will become famous, trample on the corpses of ridicule, and return with glory.

Such examples abound among the disciples of the side branches of the Great Clan.

It's a pity......

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, which is so easy.

There are no resources.

There is no background.

There is no strength.

No vision.

How to turn your destiny around, do you really rely on a one-in-a-million adventure?

So...... Although Lin Huang has harvested the sympathy of countless people. But in the eyes of the disciples of the one hundred and eight dojos, what they got was more pity and ridicule.

If you want to challenge the halfway up the mountain, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

No matter how sympathetic the encounter, the end is already doomed. In the end, it's just a joke, and in addition to moving himself, in another ten years, who will remember the desolate clan? and who will remember a dead man named Lin Huang?

Lin Huang, who is still in the realm of crazy suppression, may not know that his own war book will set off such waves. The warriors in Zhongzhou are faintly divided into two camps, just like the confrontation between commoners and magnates,-for-tat between the two classes!

......

When Lin Huang suppressed the realm, it was already two days later.

In the dojo, there are still only Bai Xiaopang and Gao Chong!

But there was an extra lewd old man.

"Why is Senior Zhao here?"

Lin Huang arched his hand to the old man who was digging his crotch, with a hint of depression in his smile.

Hum!

Zhao Tianjia snorted coldly, "If the old man doesn't come, will you see my precious apprentice being killed by you?"

Lin Huang turned his head and looked at Bai Xiaopang suspiciously.

He remembered that he asked Bai Xiaopang to help him write a letter to the death to Huang Wuxuan. As for the dojo duel...... What is Dojo Deathmatch?

Bai Xiaopang's face did not change his color and his heart did not beat, "If you want to do it, you can do it, what is the point of killing a phoenix!"

Zhao Tianjia kicked Bai Xiaopang out with one kick, and roared: "Do you know what realm Huang Wuxuan is? Do you know what the Phoenix Clan's evaluation of Huang Wuxuan is? Do you know how many people there are in Huang Tiangong now, and how many Saint King Realm exist? Even you three hairy boys, dare to start a decisive battle?"

Bai Xiaopang ran back unhurriedly, "Then now that the war book has been sent out, everyone in the world knows about it! Now withdraw the war book, I'm not afraid of being embarrassed anyway, I'm afraid of losing your face!"

Lin Huang patted his head, he didn't have too much shock and despair, he just pulled the corners of his mouth flatly, and said with a smile: "Then let's fight to the death in the dojo, why be afraid!"

Zhao Tianjia glared at Lin Huang fiercely, as if he was looking at a fool.

"During this time, it's all for Lao Tzu, don't go out and mess around. If it weren't for the fact that this emperor was here, you thought you would have had a chance to stay in Zhongzhou for two days? The people of the four ancient clans would have snatched you away a long time ago!"

Zhao Tianjia said indignantly.

"Then aren't you here? They still dare to rob people openly?"

Bai Xiaopang replied.

"Three years ago, this kid was brought into the Western Heavenly Buddha Kingdom, didn't he openly rob people? As soon as he walked out of the Western Heavenly Buddha Kingdom, someone from the big clan appeared, isn't this openly robbing people? Although the old man is here, can I stop everyone from the four ancient clans alone?"

Zhao Tianjia blew his beard and glared, and he was so angry that he began to go crazy, and the hand in his crotch almost pinched hard.

Bai Xiaopang spread his hands and said stiffly: "Anyway, it's like this now, do you care or not!"

Zhao Tianjia kicked Bai Xiaopang again, "Lao Tzu is angry when he sees you now, you bad thing."

Lin Huang coughed twice and said, "Senior Zhao, don't worry, I won't lose this fight!"

"Before talking big, let's first figure out how powerful the Phoenix Heavenly Palace is now!"

Zhao Tianjia snorted coldly and walked out of the dojo, "Remind you, if you still want to live well, let Li Taixuan come to Zhongzhou as soon as possible." It's too late, Lin Cangxue, that little girl, can only come to collect our corpses!"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows.

Silently turned around, deep in thought.

At the door of the dojo, Gao Chong looked at the scene just now, and was a little unable to interject.

"You've been expelled from the Wasteland now!"

Lin Huang turned around and said to Gao Chong.

Gao Chong frowned slightly......

"Now let you go, you still don't want to go?"

Lin Huang's voice raised a lot.

“...... I want to bet once!"

After pondering for a moment, he spoke.

"Bet on what? Bet on whether you will die horizontally or vertically after three months?"

Lin Huang snorted coldly.

"After three months of gambling, the desolate clan was defeated, and I couldn't have died. After three months of gambling, the Phoenix Heavenly Palace was defeated, and the Desolate Clan will rise one day, and I am the original patriarch of the entire Desolate Clan!"

Gao Chong said calmly and firmly, and there was such a madness in his eyes that he felt like a critic.

......

Lin Huang looked at Gao Chong for a long time.

The two of them looked at each other silently, and the air was silent.

"If you want to stay, keep it...... I will dominate the world, Tianjian Fourteen, Killing Pudu, you can choose a martial arts to cultivate!"

Forest Wilderness Road.

Gao Chong's eyes lit up, and then he fell into deep thought, but in the end, he shook his head unexpectedly and said, "I have my own way, and when I need it, I will look for you!"

"Good!"

Lin Huang nodded, "Please rest assured, if I don't die, Lin Huang, I will never let you die before me." If you want to bet, even if I try my best, I won't let you lose!"

Gao Chong looked at Lin Huang's serious appearance, frowned slightly, and then arched his hand, "Thank you, Daoist!"

"Don't call me Dao Master, I don't need a disciple now, what I need is a brother who was born and died with me!"

Lin Huang waved his hand, turned around and walked into the room.

Gao Chong was stunned for a long time, he was a little entangled, and then he still muttered with some regret: "I still want to be a disciple...... When you are a brother, you may be taken by the four ancient clans at any time!"

After returning to the room, Lin Huang kept walking around by the windowsill, with a thoughtful look on his face, until half an hour later, he sighed lightly, took out the Thirteen Kill Token, and sent a message to Lin Cangxue-

——Hurry to Zhongzhou Shake Light City!