Lin Huang looked at Jun Qingcheng and smiled slightly, the instant knife on his waist was already unsheathed.

The wind and snow in the sky suddenly became shrill at this moment, and two colliding figures appeared in the void. The sword energy surged like a river, and the sword force was as thick as a mountain, constantly colliding and intersecting in the wind and snow.

"You idiot, why should you compete with me?"

During the battle, Liu Cangsheng snorted coldly, and tens of thousands of sharp sword energy appeared around him, filling the void, and then overwhelming the sky and crushing towards the forest wilderness.

"You really think that if you are as famous as me, you can compete with me? You don't know how high the world is!"

Liu Cangsheng pressed forward step by step and already had the upper hand.

"Why should I argue with you?"

Looking at Liu Cangsheng, who was so high above him, Lin Huang's whole body gradually surged with momentum, tens of thousands of sharp sword lights emerged in the air, and a suppressed aura of hatred suddenly revived.

"Let me show you what I am relying on?"

Lin Huang laughed desolately, his white hair flying wildly in the wind and snow, the Knife in his hand roared, and an earth-shattering murderous aura swept across...

"With my magic sword Setsuna!"

"You will chase me a hundred times!"

"My ten years of gray hair!"

Every time Lin Huang said a word, his aura surged, and more and more sword lights emerged between the sky and the earth. Under the pull of Lin Huang's power, they formed a mountain of ten thousand knives.

Liu Cangsheng, on the other hand, was pinned under the mountain of swords, vomiting blood.

"presumptuous!"

Under the mountain of swords, Liu Cangsheng's eyes were filled with endless murderous intent, and his aura was rolling like thunder, "Can a mere mountain of swords conquer me? It's just a dream!"

As the words fell, the azure long sword let out bursts of roaring sounds. It condensed tens of thousands of sword energy in the void, forming a sword river that flowed for hundreds of miles. The monstrous sword energy instantly tore through the void, terrifying and invincible!

Martial Spirit——Nine Heavens Sword River!

Following Liu Cangsheng's roar, the Sword River surged upstream, cutting through the mountain of swords above his head with an extremely violent attitude.

boom!

There was a loud sound in the void, accompanied by thick smoke and dust scattered like a tide in the sky, and the mountain of swords suppressing Liu Cangsheng's head suddenly exploded.

Without waiting for Lin Huang's reaction, Liu Cangsheng was suspended in the void, looking down at Lin Huang from above. The Jianhe River flowed behind him, and in the blink of an eye, a Jianhe Waterfall formed, hanging above Lin Huang's head.

"Today, let me, with my hundred thousand swords, bury you completely!"

Liu Cangsheng laughed, waved his long sleeves, and the Jianhe Waterfall above Lin Huang's head was like the vast sea bursting its embankment, flooding Lin Huang crazily.

Liu Cangsheng stood on the top of the Jian River, showing a victorious smile, enjoying the coming victory.

After today, there will be no more Beilin Wilderness in the world!

Looking at the Jianhe Falls crashing down above his head, Lin Huang looked up to the sky and sighed, feeling the experience of ten long years.

pain.

struggle.

Sad.

miss.

Hatred.

Depressed.

anger.

feel nostalgic.

…

In the end, Lin Huang's calm voice was heard in the void:

"I am...Lin Huang!"

The vast world.

The vast sky.

Suddenly a streak of blood burst into the sky.

Tens of thousands of people in the wind and snow could only see Lin Huang holding a knife in both hands under the Jianhe Falls, rushing into the Jianhe River and swimming upstream!

Like a diving dragon, it rises proudly into the sky at this moment, crossing the Jianhe River at lightning speed, waving its hand with a sword, a sword that combines a lifetime of skills...

Kill the god with one strike!

In the void, a world-destroying light flashed across the sky, destroying gods and Buddhas!

…

"you……"

Liu Cangsheng looked at Lin Huang in disbelief.

He opened his mouth, but could no longer say anything. Then his head fell into the void, and Lin Huang's white hair was dyed red with blood.

The sudden scene shocked thousands of people in the void and looked horrified. They never expected that Lin Huang could kill Liu Cangsheng in an instant, leaving them unable to rescue him.

Killed the young master of Dongtian Divine Sect.

On the Cangqiong Continent, the pride of heaven is second to none.

This will arouse the anger of the Dongtian Divine Sect! You know, that is an ancient Divine Religion that has stood for thousands of years.

"Walk!"

The next moment, Lin Huang pulled Jun Qingcheng and fled.

But how do they escape...

Thousands of peerless warriors were sitting in the sky, peerless monsters and beasts were pressing down from the side, just like the sky full of gods and Buddhas reflecting the heavens, making the two of them like little birds in a cage, they could only be strangled to death step by step.

"Qingcheng, do you blame me?"

Lin Huang stroked the woman's cheek and said softly: "I have struggled for ten years, but I still have not been able to enter the holy realm, and I have never dared to see you. Now that I have mustered up the courage to come, I want you to be buried here with me.

Snow Mountain".

"You bastard!"

Jun Qingcheng bit her lip, cried and laughed, and leaned on Lin Huang's shoulder and said softly: "I will be yours for the rest of my life. In life, I will accompany you to share the prosperity of the world. In death, I will fight with you.

"Eight Wastelands".

While the two were talking, thousands of warriors were already attacking like crazy. The terrifying aura crushed every inch of the void, leaving the two of them unable to escape.

In the wind and snow, Lin Huang held Jun Qingcheng's hand and looked at the thousands of warriors who were watching eagerly. He secretly burned his life, preparing for a fatal blow...

Even if the world is destroyed, he still has a one percent chance of letting Jun Qingcheng escape.

Boom boom boom!

From this moment on, the snow-capped mountains shook, and an extremely terrifying force emerged between heaven and earth, as if it was going to swallow everything.

In front of the forest wasteland, countless avenue runes condensed to form a deep and terrifying wormhole. The power emanating from it made the warriors present feel numb.

"This is...the Gate of Time!"

Thousands of warriors exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief.

"Qingcheng!"

Lin Huang turned to look at Jun Qingcheng, his eyes almost split open. He saw the latter holding a sword in one hand and holding up the entire Gate of Time with the other, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Martial Spirit——Timeless!

Lin Huang suddenly remembered Jun Qingcheng's martial spirit.

"Huang, I don't believe in the afterlife, I only want this life. Don't forget Qingcheng, you must come to me. If I forget you, you must remember to chase me!"

Jun Qingcheng smiled brilliantly, with a happy smile on his face. Then his momentum suddenly changed, causing the Gate of Time to emit a terrifying devouring force. The runes of time condensed into thousands of iron ropes to tie the forest wilderness, and the powerful

Drag him in.

"Qingcheng..."

Lin Huang roared loudly. Even after ten years of struggle, he had never felt so helpless. His body fell into the gate of time little by little, but he watched helplessly as Jun Qingcheng held a sword in one hand, and his snow-white figure looked absolutely miserable.

Just like this, alone, in the wind and snow, facing thousands of warriors...

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