Inverse Sword Valkyrie

Chapter 353 Three Thousand Magic Moves
Lin Huang closed his eyes and thought, until it was dark, then got up, called Xiao Aobai, and walked towards the Demon Palace.

Because the location of the decisive battle is the Martial Arts Field in the Demon Palace.

When Lin Huang arrived outside the Demon Palace, he found that people kept entering the palace.

And there are still many strong men standing in the void, looking into the Demon Palace.

Obviously, these people are all people who came to watch the battle.

When Lin Huang arrived, he was quickly recognized. His white hair was too conspicuous, and his temperament was beyond ordinary people, making it easy to distinguish.

"Lin Huang really dared to come."

"For Lin Huang, the palace gate of the Demon Emperor's Palace is a dead gate where there is no entry but no exit."

"I waited to come today to witness the fall of a generation of Tianjiao, haha."

"Ants like Lin Huang, who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, deserve to die."

There are many people, who can say anything.

Lin Huang didn't care, and stepped into the Demon Palace.

Following the direction of the crowd, Lin Huang found the martial arts arena lightly.

Around the Martial Arts Field, there are city guards guarding it, and there are no less than 2000 people watching, many of them are the top experts in Jiuyou City.

"Fight up and down, old bastard, come out and fight."

Lin Huang stood in the center of the martial arts arena, with a cold expression and a majestic momentum.

Everyone's expression froze when they saw this.

"Regardless of whether Lin Huang can win or not, as long as he is courageous, I will obey him."

"What's the use of courage? It's just stupid."

"Stupid indeed."

Among the surrounding crowd, contempt was heard.

"Little Lin, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

There was a wave in the void, and then a stalwart figure stepped out of the air and landed on the martial arts field.

Come here, it is the war ups and downs.

Zhan Fushen has black hair and shawls. Although he is very old, he still looks very young.

"Old monster, die!"

As soon as Lin Huang saw Zhan Fushen appeared, he raised his fist and killed him without any hesitation.

Xiao Aobai retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena, watching the battle intently.

Zhan Fushen didn't expect Lin Huang to be so arrogant, so he directly attacked.

Between the lightning and the flint, Zhan Fushen circulated terrifying mana, overwhelming the depression.

Rumble.

The laws of darkness are intertwined, blocking the forest in an instant.

Lin Huang found that it was difficult for him to push forward due to his fist strength.

"Come again."

Lin Huang cast six reincarnation fists and attacked again.

Zhan Fushen sneered, and said mockingly: "You are too young to dare to challenge the majesty of the God-King at the Real God Realm."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Fushen made seals with both hands, the black handprints continued to enlarge, and the runes flashed, like the seals of demons and gods, and suddenly hit Lin Huang.

Lin Huang's Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, after approaching, instantly failed, and could not shake the magic seal of Zhan Fushen.

Moreover, the power of the magic seal is unmatched, crushing it and knocking back the forest.

"You can't even stop me with a magic mark, so why kill me? Ants are ants after all. I thought you could make waves."

Zhan Fushen looked proudly, looking down at Lin Huang.

After a preliminary fight, Zhan Fushen has decided that Lin Huang is not a threat to him, and the gap between him and him is heaven and earth.

Lin Huang stared at Zhan Fushen, really startled.

The power of the king of gods is indeed terrifying, with every movement of hand and foot, the law follows and falls in pieces, very powerful.

But at the same time, Lin Huang also noticed that Zhan Fushen had relaxed his vigilance towards himself, which made Lin Huang think.

Since Zhan Fuchen despises himself, then further let Zhan Fuchen despise himself even more, so that Zhan Fuchen can reveal a fatal flaw and find a chance to defeat Zhan Fuchen.

Thinking of this, Lin Huang seemed to attack desperately again.

In the end, there was no suspense, and the battle of ups and downs easily shook the forest back.

Lin Huang attacked again, Zhan Fuchen repelled again.

No matter who watched the battle, they would think that Lin Huang was defeated, the gap was too big, and the two were not on the same line.

"Tsk tsk, the prime minister can clearly kill with one blow, but he is teasing Lin Huang."

"It's up to you to say, who can't see it?"

"Why do I feel that Lin Huang is like a monkey? It's useless to jump up and down again, haha."

Laughter came and went, resounding through the martial arts arena.

Zhan Fushen also sneered and ridiculed again and again.

Lin Huang didn't say a word, and attacked one after another, showing weakness invisibly.

As time went on, Zhan Fushen gradually lost his patience, and Shen shouted: "Young man, do you know that I can kill you by raising my hand at will? If you are a smart person, you should bow your head and admit your mistake to me in front of everyone. When I am happy, I may ask the Demon Emperor to reward you with an official position."

"My lord, the prime minister, has such a broad mind."

"Lin Huang, just surrender, don't fight with the prime minister, you are still too tender."

"Lin Huang, don't seek your own death."

Many people spoke loudly.

But Lin Huang's expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "You kneel down and admit your mistake, maybe I won't kill you if I'm happy."

"Rampant, it seems that you are determined to die, and I will fulfill you."

Zhan Fushen's eyes were gloomy, and it was the first time he took the initiative to attack, he slapped Lin Huang casually, without even using any spells.

Because he is a god king, he is confident that he can suppress Lin Huang with a single slap.

Seeing this, Lin Huang's eyes brightened, and the opportunity finally came.

Just when Zhan Fushen's palm was about to land on Lin Huang's head, Lin Huang's figure disappeared from the spot.

At the moment of disappearing, Lin Huang used the Wuji secret technique, his combat power suddenly increased, and a sword appeared in his hand, and he used the Heavenly Dragon Sword Art, from behind Zhan Fuchen, he chopped towards Zhan Fuchen's head.

Lin Huang's speed was too fast, from teleporting away to slashing down with his sword, the whole process took no more than two breaths.

But Zhan Fushen is the king of gods after all, he reacted too quickly, before he turned around, he stretched out his hand to resist.

laugh.

Lin Huang's sword violently slashed down, and the dragon shadow flashed past.Zhan Fuchen's protruding hand was severed by a sword, and blood gushed out, and the falling divine blood shook the ground.

"Ah, damn it."

Zhan Fushen was furious, his eyes were red.

He quickly picked up the broken arm, connected it directly, and recovered instantly.

However, it could be seen that Zhan Fushen's face was a little pale, and the hand he had just received couldn't exert much combat power in a short time.

Seeing this scene, Lin Huang's expression froze.

The king of gods is punctual and powerful, and he can pick up his arm in an instant if it is cut off.

All kinds of laughter and ridicule from the surrounding people suddenly fell silent.

No one thought that Lin Huang could chop off Zhan Fushen's arm in adversity.

Even if Zhan Fushen did not suffer a heavy blow, this move still showed momentum.

Zhan Fu Shen was furious, completely furious.

"Little bastard, I want you not to live, not to die."

Fighting ups and downs roared, and the black flames above his body towered into the sky.

The endless black flames turned into ghostly shadows in the void, covering the sky and the sun, as if to turn this world into a dark world.

"It's three thousand magic skills!"

"Hiss..., Lin Huang actually forced the prime minister to use three thousand magic moves, it's terrifying!"

People gasped and felt chills down their spines.

Lin Huang stared at Zhan Fuchen, and saw that there were more and more ghosts around Zhan Fuchen, and every shadow had a terrifying aura.

Moreover, there were vaguely deceptive scripture sounds, and many spectators who were close to the battle were affected and lost their minds.

"Is this the Three Thousand Magic Skills? It's interesting."

Lin Huang gripped the sword in his hand tightly, with a firm belief, happy and fearless.

(End of this chapter)