The Void War continues.

Lin Huang rushed out, and before he could go through three moves, he was kicked back by the Holy King.

However, although the time was short, it gave Zhao Zhihan a lot of respite, and Lin Huang kept rushing up, at least he could hold back the Holy King.

And in front of the battle between the two, Zhao Zhihan was like a madman, holding two swords, covering a Holy Emperor and a half-step Holy Emperor.

Lin Huang frowned slightly.

Although Zhao Zhihan is not as good as Song Hanshan and the like, in the realm of the Holy Emperor, he can already be called a strong man.

He opened his way ahead, dragging two enemies as he rushed forward.

And Lin Huang was naturally under the battle with the Saint King's enemy, leading the phoenix silk yarn to follow behind Zhao Zhihan.

Outside the battle circle between Zhao Zhihan and Lin Huang, there were no less than six ministers of the Dragon Clan, who fought with the elders of the Phoenix clan or the elders of the pavilion.

The sword light and sword shadow, between the opening and closing of the wind and clouds, Lin Huang's brows furrowed slightly.

In this group of people who came to the rescue, he did not see Liu Suifeng...... This made him feel a bad feeling in his heart.

Previously, among the Phoenix clan, there were ministers who supported the dragon and came out with guns, not knowing whether they were alive or dead!

Above the clouds, after the Phoenix Shiyin repelled the Great Thunder Yin Temple, he looked at the forest desolation and the phoenix silk yarn below again, with a playful smile on his face.

"The ministers of the dragon support have appeared seven at once! But it has been an unprecedented scene in hundreds of years! I just don't know how many of the ministers of your Zuojia Ming Sect of the Dragon Sect are enough for us to kill in this Phoenix clan!"

As soon as the words fell, the Phoenix Shiyin suddenly fell from the sky, like a huge mountain, towards Zhao Zhihan to suppress.

Zhao Zhihan's complexion changed, and his figure suddenly retreated out, protecting Lin Huang and Huang Ayasha. Then he rushed forward again, heading towards the Phoenix Shiyin.

Rumble.

There was a loud bang in the void, and I saw Zhao Zhihan suddenly fly out upside down. At this time, he didn't forget to roll over his sleeves and pull Lin Huang and Huang Ayasha behind him.

"Just by you, you also want to compete with the emperor?"

Huang Shiyin sneered.

"A declining clan, arrogant what!"

Zhao Zhihan vomited blood and stopped, staring indifferently at the Phoenix Shiyin in front of him, "Back then, the Zuojia Ming Sect shone on the world, and your Phoenix Clan was just the icing on the cake in the big war against the evil clan. Now that thousands of years have passed, I have been so pressed by the four ancient clans that I can't raise my head, and I am not afraid of losing the face of your ancestors!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Zhihan burst out again and killed Huang Shiyin.

At the same time, Lin Huang protected the phoenix silk yarn and quickly swept out in another direction!

"Over to you!"

Huang Shiyin glanced at the Holy Emperor who had fought against Zhao Zhihan before and ordered.

Suddenly, the Holy Emperor appeared in front of Lin Huang's body, and his giant claws fell from the sky.

Bang.

In the next moment, the Great Thunder Yin Temple reappeared, blocking the giant hand.

Lin Huang fled away again.

The Holy Emperor frowned slightly, and then took a step forward, and caught up with Lin Huang, "Boy, if you become the Holy King, there is only one percent of the hope of escaping." A Martial Saint ......"

Before the words fell, Lin Huang and Huang Ayasha in the void suddenly couldn't move.

Around the two of them, a silver cage appeared.

The Holy Emperor smiled slightly, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he lifted the silver cage and headed towards the Phoenix Clan.

Recite......

Suddenly, a cold spear broke through the sky.

The body of the gun is like a dragon.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the Holy Emperor, pierced through the latter's chest, and sent it flying for dozens of miles.

In the cage, Lin Huang frowned.

Willow appeared with the wind!

It's just that at this time, he was scarred and covered with blood, and he obviously experienced a desperate fight just now!

"It's you...... Feng Hanxiao!"

In the void, Huang Shiyin, who was fighting with Zhao Zhihan, frowned, and there was anger in his voice. He never thought that the person who had entered the Elder Group with the surname Feng for more than twenty years would actually be a member of the Zuo Jiaming Sect.

"Lao Tzu Zuo Jiaming teaches Liu to follow the wind!"

Liu Suifeng turned his head to look at Huang Shiyin and smiled wildly, and then held a spear in his hand and went directly to Huang Shiyin to kill.

At the same time, Zhao Zhihan withdrew from the battlefield and appeared in front of Lin Huang, enveloping the two of them and hurrying towards the direction of Yutian Valley.

Before he walked out of a hundred miles, the Holy Emperor who was pierced through the chest by Liu Suifeng's shot chased after him.

And that half-step Saint Emperor, and that Saint King.

Zhao Zhihan laughed fiercely, and between the palms of his hands, Lin Huang and Huang Ayasha flew out quickly, and Zhao Zhihan broke the double knife in his hand.

In the void, Lin Huang has never been nostalgic for the battle situation in the rear, and the more moments he is here, the more dangerous this group of dragon-supporting ministers will be.

In the process of rushing rapidly, Lin Huang continued to use the technique of space.

However, in this piece of heaven and earth in the Taiwu Realm, it seems that there is an innate suppression of this technique, and it is only thirty miles away each time.

Can't escape the encirclement and interception of the Phoenix clan.

And behind him, the previous Holy King had already pursued him.

In front of the forest wilderness, he also felt a strong oppressive force, and it seemed that an invincible iron army was waiting for him.

Lin Huang's eyes were like torches, and white jade light suddenly erupted around his body, like a big sun.

At his feet, the avenue emerged.

Behind him there was a heavenly Shura roaring.

The next moment......

Lin Huang rebelled against the holy king behind him, he was wearing an immortal body, and between his decisive shots, it was the long-lost Seven Absolute Slaughter World that attracted rolling thunder.

The holy king's face changed dramatically.

The sudden outbreak of the forest wilderness made him feel a little panicked, and it seemed that what rushed in front of him was not a martial saint, but a demon god who suddenly woke up.

Kill!

Then, the Holy King let out a long roar, dispelling the fear in his heart, and a phoenix in his body suddenly headed towards the forest wilderness.

Rumble.

Sonorous.

A great battle broke out in the void, shaking the wind and clouds and collapsing the mountains.

"Little Martial Saint, dare to rebel against the Holy King, give me death!"

The Holy King roared, and as soon as the words fell, a blood-red sea of fire suddenly appeared around the forest wilderness. The sea of fire is boiling, and it has the power to burn everything in the world.

Lin Huang sneered, walked forward from the sea of fire, and seemed to be unharmed in the slightest, and raised his knife to kill the Holy King again.

At the same time, the army that was originally intercepted in front of Lin Huang and Huang Ayasha also appeared.

It was an army in pitch-black armor.

A pitch-black flag tore in the long wind of the night.

- Huang Yanjun!

Under the hunting battle flag, there was an eight-foot-tall Saint King powerhouse standing at this moment. His eyes were like brass bells, and his eyes stared at the battlefield in front of him domineeringly, full of iron and indifference.

And at this moment, in front of the army, there was only Huang Ayasha.

A lonely and weak person.

The leader of the Huang Yan army frowned slightly, and then his voice ran through the heavens and the earth, "Huang Ayasha, follow this king Hui clan!"

"Back to your grandma!"

As soon as the leader's voice fell, Lin Huang suddenly fell from the sky and slashed towards the latter.

Behind Lin Huang, the Saint King strong man chased down Lin Huang.

The leader of the Huangyan army raised his eyebrows angrily, and ordered without the slightest emotion:

"Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the Huangyan army behind the leader instantly formed a battle formation, like a pitch-black steel dragon swept out, besieging Lin Huang and Huang Ayasha.

Clang.

Lin Huang slashed down with a knife, and was directly blocked back by the leader of the Huangyan Army, and the powerful force directly shook Lin Huang away.

And the leader of the Huangyan army also retreated for several miles before stopping, not only frowning.

And before the forest wilderness has fallen, the Heiyan army has already killed the forest wilderness!

Lin Huang's eyes were cold, and his big sleeves waved suddenly, directly sprinkling countless points of light, like meteors falling from the sky.

"Luo Cangshan!"

Lin Huang roared.

"The last general!"

In the beam of light that fell like a meteor, the heroic spirit who was the first to manifest his body suddenly spoke, kneeling on one knee......

"Kneel, kill them for me!"

Lin Huang said angrily.

"Kill!"

In the next moment, Luo Cangshan's killing intent rushed into the sky and raised his gun.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Thousands of miles under the sky, three thousand beams of light turned into three thousand heroic spirits and reappeared in the world. They lined up with guns and raised their heads to the sky and roared, and the killing intent swept the heavens and the earth, sweeping thousands of miles.

In the next moment, three thousand heroic spirits formed a formation and swept towards the Huangyan army......