Valkyrie

Chapter 39

In the heavy rain, Lin Huang's figure was tense, and his eyes fell on the thin and cold young man in front of him, and a feeling of extreme danger surged in his heart.

"Thousand Spirit Sword Formation? I think you are from the Tianlei Sect!"

Lin Huang's eyes narrowed, his right hand was behind his back, and it was hidden on the handle of the knife.The realm of this young man should be at the peak of Ren Yuan, and it will not make Lin Huang particularly jealous.

But besides that, he is also a first-level formation master!
A first-level evil rain formation, a first-level formation master, this can fully have the strength to compete with the realm of the earth.

"You can call me Han Ming!"

The young man pursed his lips and smiled softly. The umbrella in his hand slowly rotated, exuding a cold and gloomy aura.

"Han Ming? Mo Yugun Han Ming!"

Lin Huang's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was extremely shaken.This name is quite famous in the Eastern Spirit Realm.Young talent, great talent.The cultivation time is not long, and it is already the realm of the ninth heaven of the human element.

You can step into the realm of the earth at any time.

He is even a genius formation master, already a first-level formation master at a young age, and can control 28 formation seals at the same time, which is far away from the second-level formation master.

And his Martial Spirit, Mo Yugun, is a top-grade Martial Spirit on the Profound Rank.

"I didn't expect that even in a small dynasty, someone would know my name." Han Ming smiled leisurely, his slender fingers tugged at his temples, and there was a hint of satisfaction on his feminine face.

"Since you know me, hand over the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation. Don't do fearless struggles. You should know that in the face of true strength, you are vulnerable, not to mention that I am a formation master."

Han Ming smiled, stopped and walked forward again, approaching Lin Huang.A chilling aura also pervaded, and the torrential rain became more intense, which contained a powerful murderous aura, like a needle slapped on Lin Huang's body.

Lin Huang stepped back, waved his hands, and his body began to turn silvery white.

Donkey Kong Technique!

"It's a bit underestimating you, and you actually practiced the technique of the body. But just based on this, it is too much to ignore our formation teacher if you want to compete with the evil rain formation."

Han Ming chuckled lightly, holding the black umbrella in his hand, and the rain in the sky suddenly became fierce!
"You must break the formation, or crush the formation's eyes!"

Feeling the rain falling on his body, there were bursts of stinging pain all over his body, Lin Huang's expression was slightly cold, and his eyes swept across the square, revealing a sharp and cold breath.

With his current strength, it is impossible to break the first-level formation with brute force. The only way is to find the formation eye, that is, the formation spirit, and destroy the formation center.

As long as the formation breaks down and Han Ming's strength is greatly reduced, he can only hope to fight him head-on.

"It should be in the umbrella handle!"

Lin Huang murmured in his heart, looking at the black umbrella that was constantly rotating in Han Ming's hands, and the rainwater that spun out of the umbrella, like a rotating blade, tightly guarding the latter.

Looking at the young man standing indifferently in the heavy rain alley, Lin Huang gritted his teeth, his expression gradually became cold, his whole body swayed with momentum, and the rainwater briefly shook his body.

Then a cold blade flashed in the air, and the whole person stepped on the rain, like a cheetah in the rain, heading towards Han Ming...

"Stubborn!"

Han Ming smiled lightly, and a cold breath appeared on his thin lips. With a wave of his palm, the rustling rain in the air suddenly condensed dozens of rain guns.

The spear was sharp and full of suffocation, like a poisonous snake, staring coldly and coldly at Lin Huang.

"go with!"

Han Ming spat lightly, and the ten rain guns in the heavy rain immediately penetrated the rustling rain curtain, moving like a cold poisonous snake, stabbing the forest...

"kill!"

The long knife in Lin Huang's hand suddenly swung, and a circle of knife flowers danced in the rain. The blade of the cold light shone, and slashed towards the rain gun that attacked and killed.

Bang bang bang!
The light of the sword flashed, and in the heavy rain, criss-crossing sword lights were drawn, and the rain spear was slashed with one knife at a time. Lin Huang also retreated, and the strong impact made his mouth go numb.

"What a quick knife".

Han Ming praised gracefully, but there was an indescribable playfulness on his face.As his arms waved, one rain gun condensed after another, Lin Huang cut off one, and he condensed two.

Gradually, there were more and more rain guns, forming a forest of guns, pointing to the forest.

"Can't go back!"

Lin Huang gritted his teeth and turned the knife in his hand, speeding it up.At the same time, he rushed forward again and began to move his body, avoiding if he could.

"Learn better this time!"

Han Ming smiled, his expression was a little solemn, Sha Yu Formation had faced the enemy many times, and it was the first time someone's knife speed could be so fast, and his figure flashed even more strangely.

In the rain, there were fewer and fewer rain guns, and Lin Huang was getting closer and closer to Han Ming.

"It's a bit underestimating you, but you still have some strength and talent. It's a pity that if you don't hand over the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation, you will eventually die."

Han Ming smiled, and while waving his arms, all the rain guns shot in salvos, criss-crossing, there were as many as thirty!

Lin Huang's complexion changed, and the silver radiance around his skin rose sharply. The blade returned to protect him, and he drew out airtight edges in the air, and water couldn't get in!

Bang bang bang!
The powerful impact came in unison, instantly crushing the sword light that Lin Huang was defending around.

Lin Huang's eyes narrowed, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the trajectory of the long knife in his hand suddenly changed in the air, pulling out sharp afterimages in the rain.

The shadow of the knife is vertical and horizontal, fierce and domineering, and it slashes down the rain guns all over the body like a butcher knife.

At this moment, Lin Huang finally used martial arts, three thousand miles!
The heavy rain fell, and there was no tendency to stop, but the guns in the rain had all dissipated. Lin Huang held a long knife and looked at Han Ming with a cold expression. The corner of his mouth was stunned by the huge shock caused by the [-] rain guns. Spilled blood.

"I underestimate you, but you actually hold such martial arts!"

Han Ming's expression condensed, "Hand over the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation, and the martial arts you just used, as long as you hand it over, I will save your life."

"My life, I'm afraid it's not your turn to call the shots!"

Lin Huang smiled coldly, the long knife in his hand rose again, his footsteps shook, and the rain splashed in the alley where he stomped.

"It's really a bit of a fearless self-confidence!"

Han Ming chuckled lightly, with a sinister murderous intent on his face.I saw that his arm was in the air, and a rain gun emerged again, the whole body was dark, and there was a strong evil spirit.

The spear's edge froze, and the terrifying aura emanating from it was much more terrifying than the previous rain gun.

Wuhun, Mo Yugun!

Lin Huang suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and a dangerous aura shrouded his body like a shadow. Before Mo Yugun made any move, countless spear flowers were quietly shaking out in the heavy rain.

Han Ming smiled wildly, holding an umbrella in one hand and a gun in the other. The dark figure was lighter, and the black robes flying all over his body, like a blooming dark mandala in the wind and rain, killing Lin Huang.

"This is a grass dog, and he is pretentious. I have seen too many people like you, and I have killed too many."

Han Ming sighed leisurely, and the cold spear edge was already approaching Lin Huang.

Keng!
With a clanging sound, the swords and guns collided suddenly, and the rain between the shocks splashed and penetrated all directions.

Lin Huang let out a muffled groan, and the powerful anti-shock force spread from the blade to the whole body, and the whole person slid upside down three feet in the rain.

Without giving Lin Huang a chance to breathe, Han Ming chased after him, and fired another shot, his majestic and cold force suddenly exploded from the tip of the spear, hitting Lin Huang.

Lin Huang's complexion froze, the power of Sisi Martial Soul erupted, and a tyrannical murderous aura swept out in an instant.

Martial Soul Divine Ability, Shura's Wrath!
The combat power is doubled!
kill!

Lin Huang shouted angrily, swung his long sword, and slashed towards Han Ming.

In the rain curtain, the sonorous sound continued to sound, the rain splashed in all directions, the figures of the two were intertwined, and the majestic breath was like a tide.

Han Ming frowned, Lin Huang only roared, its power was twice as powerful as before.

What martial spirit is this?
Ok?
During the battle, Lin Huang was also surprised. In the profound sea, the Asura martial spirit flew, absorbing the evil energy in the rain, and then merged into the profound sea's vitality.

This made Lin Huang feel that the pressure from the Shayu Formation suddenly lightened, and then it became lighter and lighter...

"What kind of trick are you, you can actually absorb the evil spirit in the formation."

Feeling the violent fluctuations from the formation, Han Ming frowned and his expression became a lot dignified.The suffocating suffocating physique has a great impact on the physique of the warrior.

Once there is too much suffocation in the body, it is likely to affect the mind and escape into the devil's way.

And Lin Huang doesn't seem to be afraid of this.

In the rain curtain that susu fell, Lin Huang became more and more brave, but he was always pressed and beaten by Han Ming. After all, there was a gap between the existence of the formation and his own realm.

Even if Lin Huang has extremely rich combat experience, it is difficult to make up for this gap.

Even so, Lin Huangneng and Han Ming have been fighting for so long, and it has already made people look at him. On the other hand, Han Ming has long lost his leisurely mood.

"It's really looking for death!"

Han Ming sighed coldly, his eyes shot out more and more gloomy eyes, the Mo Yu gun in his hand made a humming sound, and the strong breath permeated from the gun's edge, causing the rain falling in the air to stagnate and hover. Around the gun blade, there are various turbines...

(End of this chapter)