Chapter 1139 Lin Buhui

Xu Hei didn't know what Fang Qingxue was thinking.

But it seemed that she didn't need Xu Hei to do anything.

"What is she thinking? Could it be that she really wants to commit herself to this Cao Shou?" Xu Hei's mind was full of thoughts.

In any case, Xu Hei would never allow such a thing to happen! He had heard about Cao Shou's character, and he had no doubt that the Ice and Snow Valley had done something to make Fang Qingxue unable to resist.

Get Fang Qingxue back first!

Just as Xu Hei had such a thought.

"Buzz!!"

Suddenly, a dark blade light rose from the ground, with a rusty blade, slashing towards the top of the platform!

This knife was plain and unpretentious, this knife was ordinary, this knife did not cause any waves, just like an ordinary woodcutter's axe, chopping the firewood in his hand.

Even when this knife fell near the platform, everyone just reacted.

Someone took action!

"Boom!!"

The formation shook violently, the platform was broken, and the blade light bloomed in an instant, aiming directly at Fang Qingxue's neck.

"Bold!"

An angry shout came from the sky, and Fu Hong rolled up his sleeves, and red ice and snow covered the sky. The space froze layer by layer, condensed into frost, and froze the man who drew the knife inside and out, locking the venue within a thousand miles, and even the space was frozen.

The air stopped flowing, and only the cold Dao rhyme appeared on the ice layer, as if even time was frozen.

Until this moment, the retreating crowd saw clearly that the one who drew the knife was actually an ugly boy with ragged clothes and black marks on his face.

At this moment, he was frozen in Fu Hong's ice layer, his body kept the posture of drawing the knife, his eyes were firm, and he was determined.

"Who is this person?"

"There is an assassin in the double cultivation ceremony!"

"This person is too irrational. He actually took action at this time. Isn't he looking for death?"

The crowd of onlookers talked a lot, and looked at the man sideways.

Suddenly——

"Crack..."

The ice layer that sealed the young man actually trembled.

This made Fu Hong's eyes narrow slightly. There seemed to be a new and tyrannical force in this person's body, which was no less powerful than hers.

Could it be that there was a king-level strongman in this boy's body?

At this moment, Fang Qingxue also looked at the ugly boy and said, "Who are you and why do you want to assassinate me?"

"Fang Qingxue!"

A voice came from the boy's body, saying, "This knife is for Master Huixin!"

"Crack!!"

The frozen ice layer cracked completely, and a simple knife light broke through the sky and slashed towards Fang Qingxue. This ordinary knife, like a rusty knife for chopping wood, seemed to have the power to kill.

"Asshole!"

Fu Hong was furious. She made a seal with both hands, and a huge iceberg appeared above her head. This was her top-level Taoist weapon, the Ancient Cold Mountain.

As the name suggests, this mountain was made from the eternal glacier of the ancient times 30 million years ago. It has an ancient atmosphere, and it has frozen the aftermath of the war that year. It has all kinds of incredible power and can be called the ultimate magic weapon for ice cultivators!

As soon as this mountain appeared, it crushed the boy.

But a more powerful soul wave bloomed in the boy's body, bombarding him, directly causing the ancient cold mountain to pause, return to the original path, and retreat towards Fu Hong.

"What a strong spiritual consciousness!" Fu Hong's face changed slightly.

"Clang!"

It was not until this time that Fang Qingxue raised her hand, and an ice shield emerged, and she resisted the attack of the hatchet.

At this moment, the rusty big knife was just a few feet in front of her, and the ugly boy was also standing three feet away from her, hanging in the air.

"Who are you?"

Cao Shou quickly stood up, staring at him viciously.

The ugly boy slowly uttered three words: "Lin Buhui!"

"Lin Buhui!"

Everyone was stunned.

Some of them seemed to have thought of something, their faces changed drastically, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Lin Buhui, it's actually him?"

"Oh my god, the peerless sword king Lin Buhui!"

"Such a god-man actually appeared!"

The whole audience was shocked.

Wang Tongxuan also changed color, and hurriedly explained to Xu Hei, who was bewildered beside him.

The peerless sword king Lin Buhui, this is a Hedao monk with the title of King! It seems that he is only in the initial stage of Hedao, but when he is in a life-and-death crisis, he can burst out the combat power of the king limit, and his swordsmanship has also changed drastically, as if he has changed a person!

Everyone suspected that there was a great god hidden in Lin Buhui's body.

The peerless sword king, this is also the title that Lin Buhui got when he fought one against three, killed two blood clan saints in a row, and drove away a saint king. He is said to be the best swordsman in the north!

"Wait, Lin Buhui just said that the chopping was for Master Huixin?"

Someone reacted and immediately looked at Lin Buhui.

Lin Buhui did not explain, but slowly raised the axe and said: "This chopping is for the monks of Diyin Temple!"

Another chopping fell, coming straight.

It was plain and simple, not like any profound magical power at all, just an ordinary chopping axe!

Fang Qingxue retreated behind Cao Shou and condensed frost armor at the same time.

But who knew that Cao Shou had no intention of resisting at all, and retreated one step ahead and hid outside the high platform.

This made Fang Qingxue look gloomy, and she had to summon the ice lotus to form a thick wall to withstand the chopping.

"Puff!!"

The ice lotus shattered, Fang Qingxue spit out blood and flew out. The blade was about to fall. The elders of the Ice and Snow Valley finally appeared and rushed to the high platform to block the attack together.

"Boom!!"

The high platform finally couldn't bear it and was cut into a big gap.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Combination Formation was also damaged.

Fu Hong was so distressed that blood was about to drip, but he could only stare at Lin Buhui and said, "Friend Lin, is there any misunderstanding between you and Xue'er? Can you tell me in detail?"

"No misunderstanding!" Lin Buhui shook his head slowly and said, "Master Huixin is the one who took me in and raised me. Now, he died an untimely death, and the Diyin Temple was destroyed. It was all thanks to this person! I came here today for only one thing, blood debt with blood!"

His words explained the purpose of his visit.

Diyin Temple?

That little-known sect was destroyed many years ago, and some people have never even heard of it.

No matter how hard they tried, they could not imagine that there was such a great god hidden behind the Diyin Temple!

Fu Hong's face was livid, and he said, "Fang Qingxue is certainly wrong, but the Diyin Temple harboring the blood clan has violated the taboo of the demon clan and the human clan, and he should be punished! As a senior, Brother Lin should know this, right?"

Lin Buhui said, "So, I am not here to reason!"

Hearing this, Fu Hong nodded heavily and said, "Since Brother Lin insists on doing this, let us join forces and learn from Brother Lin's swordsmanship!"

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