Heibaizi asked Xue Buqiu to deal with Feng Jueyu alone, with the purpose of this being to control the former through hostage, so as to leave a backup plan for himself.

Because in his opinion, Juexin is not easy to deal with. If these people are not Juexin's opponents, they can also use Feng Jueyu to prevent Juexin from becoming a mouse and being afraid of being afraid of it.

But who would have thought that Feng Jueyu was more difficult than Juexin, and was as powerful as Xue Buqiu, not only did not take the other party neatly, but was nailed to death by the other party on the rock outside the secret palace with a sword. Just like the sinner who was about to be burned, he endured the torture of his heart and body.wwＷ.ＫaИδＨＵ5.net

Puff...wow...

Xue Buqiu had a sword in his chest, which was only less than an inch away from the vital part of his heart. Even if the sword energy shifted a little further to the left, his life would be gone, and he was almost scared to death by this sword.

However, Feng Jueyu's sword energy was so domineering. Although this sword failed to take his life, it still left him seriously injured and lost the ability to resist. The inside of his chest was filled with hotness, vomiting out a large mouthful of blood and vomiting out many fragments of his internal organs.

"You... cannot...the Eight-Turning Realm...How could it be so powerful? Who are you?"

Xue Buqiu roared hysterically and asked, his whole body was about to go crazy.

A god in the eighth-turn realm can beat himself like this bear, and he won’t believe it if he beats him to death.

"Elder, he, he is Feng Jueyu..."

Not far away, Huai Ying, who was held hostage, finally had the opportunity to speak out and told Feng Jueyu's identity.

In fact, she had just wanted to remind her, but Xue Buqiu was too fast and was decisive in his actions. He said that he was really not at all.

When Huaiying realized this, it was too late to say he could stop him.

"What's the wind?"

Xue Buqiu was stunned and didn't react for a while.

"Feng Jueyu, eight thousand years ago, the Demon-Slaying Young Master from all walks of life in Xiying killed by Youga Xing Road, and the descendant of Tiangang Sect who fought with heroes and retreated through the wind. Feng Jueyu, elder, you have told us in person that if this person is a genius, if you encounter a genius outside, you will run as far as you can. Have you forgotten?"

Huaiying shouted out nervously, and Xue Buqiu was stunned on the spot.

Feng Jueyu!

How could this evil star be!

No wonder he is not as strong as he can suppress me. He is already eighth-turn. Why didn’t you say this earlier, Huaiying, this idiot?

Xue Buqiu's eyes widened, looking like he couldn't believe it.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Eight thousand years ago, countless people surrounded and chased Feng Jueyu on Youlixing Road, but the heads of Feng Jueyu were rolling and blood flowed into a river. I don’t know how many hot lands of cultivation were stained red by the blood of many geniuses.

It was still eight thousand years ago, the Daoyin Tianzong brought the two heavenly sects, including the Killing Sect and Wanxing Palace, to fight Feng Jueyu in front of Tiangang Sect. He wanted to use the advantage of being a large crowd to get rid of this disaster, but in the end he was killed by him.

In that battle, I didn’t know how many powerful people from the Nine Turn Realm were drinking hatred and crying blood, and their souls flew away.

At that time, Feng Jueyu's strength did not enter the eighth turn, but was only at the peak of the seventh turn.

After eight thousand years, Feng Jueyu appeared again and his cultivation level rose to the next level.

Eight thousand years ago, those strong men in the Daoyin Tianzong, Wanxing Palace, and the Nine Transformations of the Killing Sect, the upper and even the peak realm were unable to do anything about him. Today, he actually shouted in front of this great man. What's the difference between this and seeking death?

When he knew that the identity of a scholar was the evil star who once dominated a continent eight thousand years ago, Xue Buqiu was speechless.

Eight thousand years ago, he was not qualified to compete with Feng Jueyu for his masters, let alone now?

Not far away, eight nine-turn masters including Heibaizi and Lanyunling were sieging Juexin with all their might, but did not notice any changes here.

It’s not that they can’t see it, they really don’t have time to pay attention to the progress of Xue Buqiu.

The reason is that Juexin is too strong.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that if you put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on your own, will you still be stubborn?"

The high-ranking posture of the new school of enlightenment and becoming a Buddha is casually stating the great meditation, full of warnings and lessons.

While "promoting Buddhism", he acted like he was compassionate and educated all living beings; while casting Buddhist magic tricks, he slaughtered the group of people like Hei Baizi without hesitation and neatly, so that in the fight lasted only a stick of incense, the people in the Hanshui Alliance were almost dead.

This is really full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and he is full of murderous ruthlessness. In the end, he is a Buddha or a demon, and Hei Baizi and others can't figure it out.

The most annoying thing is that people call this not murder, but "suppression", which is a kind act of good.

Feng Jueyu finally solved Xue Buqiu and did not interfere in the battle between Juexin and the Hanshui League masters, observing the situation from the perspective of bystanders.

His eyes moved with Juexin's body movement and saw him coming behind an elder of the Hanshui Alliance. The golden Buddha palm quietly pressed against the other party's head.

"Amitabha, the donor is full of resentment. I believe he often kills animals. The Buddha said that good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded, but it is not that he will not be rewarded. Before the time comes, the donor's time has come. I will send the donor to repent in front of the Buddha."

Bang!

After speaking in a calm tone, Juexin had already taken action decisively.

The powerful palm power can smash a mountain, let alone a mere flesh and blood body.

The elder was clever and had already reacted. A few lights were lit deep in the cave world, as if he was about to rush out of his body to defend himself.

But in the end, Jue Xinkuai was not there, and Jue Xin melted his head with a slap.

That's right, it's melting.

Juexin's move is not bloody at all. Anyone who is caught will be melted by the Buddha's light on the spot at an unforeseen speed of the naked eye, and it looks like he is a salvation.

The elder was caught off guard against being killed, and the other elders of the Hanshui Alliance were shocked.

Hei Baizi and Lan Yunling were in good condition and were not injured, but their clothes and hairstyles were already messy, not as fairy-like as before, and Ang Zang was floating.

But others are not that good.

Except for Xue Buqiu, the other eight elders fought with him. Three of them have been killed so far. More than 90% of the other 100 disciples of the Hanshui League went to the Buddha to repent, and all of them died were "serious".

Black and white seeds couldn't help but sweat at the tip of their noses.

At this point, no one can tell that this dead bald donkey with only nine-turn middle realm is a genius who cannot be measured with his usual eyes.

No, with his identity and ability, even the title of peerless monster is definitely worthy of it.

"What about Xue Buqiu? Fellow Daoist Xue, why haven't you caught it yet?"

Hei Baizi and Lan Yunling panicked, and the two retreated cautiously. The morale of the Hanshui Alliance fell to the bottom.wΑΡ.KāйsΗυwu.net

Several elder-level masters gathered together and did not dare to move forward, while Hei Baizi looked around for Xue Buqiu's whereabouts.

"Xue Buqiu, you..."

Everyone followed suit and looked for it. Soon, they saw Xue Buqi hanging on the wall on the right side of the gate of the Secret Palace by sword energy. They were as if they were nailed there by a huge nail. While vomiting blood, they looked at them with grievance.

"Xue Buqiu, what are you?"

Lan Yunling was a little confused and thought to himself that it would be fine if this monk was difficult to deal with. Why did you lose if you made a small character with eight-turn low-level status?

"Xue Buqiu, you were defeated? What a waste."

Several elders were heartbroken.

When Xue Buqiu heard this, he stopped doing it and cursed angrily: "You are the waste. You are all the waste. You also said to me, do you know who he is? He is Feng Jueyu. He killed all the demon-slaying young masters of the major sects in Xiying eight thousand years ago. This year, the top ten geniuses on the list of peerless monsters, you are awesome, you are cruel enough, you have the seeds to you."

Xue Buqiu's temper is so frustrating that he cannot bear to others question himself the most. The key is that he doesn't understand the situation and question it blindly. How frustrating he has to be.

"Feng Jueyu, I'm still wind..."

Several elders were scolded and were about to refute, but they felt as if they were choking at something, and they suddenly lost their voices.

Swish swish swish swish!

One by one, they realized that the monk and Taoist originated from it.

That monk is fine, after all, he is in the midst of the Nine Transformations.

But this Taoist priest is actually Feng Jueyu. Isn’t this horse plucking hair on a tiger?

Several elders gathered together, sweating all over, and flowing wildly.

At this point, why didn't they understand that this was simply an unfair showdown.

Feng Jueyu, the nine-turn strong men from all over Xiying who could be killed eight thousand years ago ran away with their heads in their arms. How could they still be afraid of these small characters?

Hei Baizi, Lan Yunling and others were completely panicked and did not dare to clamor again, and their tone suddenly softened.

Hei Baizi swallowed his saliva hard and said, "It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist Feng. No wonder he is fearless. Hei Baizi, in Qingtuoguan, dare to ask, when will Qingtuoguan become a grudge with fellow Taoist?" kΑnＳhúwu.ξà

Seeing that this guy was surrendered, Feng Jueyu quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, fellow Taoist's words are different. I have no grudges with your sect. Today, it is not that I want to cause trouble for you, but this master, as for that fellow Taoist..."

He looked at Xue Buqiu and smiled with a snorted voice: "He asked for it."

Xue Buqiu's face turned red, but he couldn't refute it.

Looking back, Feng Jueyu really didn't mean to take action just now. They thought they were self-righteous and thought Feng Jueyu would take action with the monk.

That's why I made such a big mistake.

Seeing this, Hei Baizi was speechless, but it was easy to do if he was just a monk.

He was about to use the names of Hanshui sects to suppress Juexin, Feng Jueyu continued, "Fellow Daoist Heibaizi, listen to my advice, don't say it's useless. Will it be fine if I take other people's things and return them? Or is it that the master thinks that with the prestige of Hanshui sects, I, my master friend, can stop here?"

Hei Baizi was stunned and swallowed the words he said to the point of his mouth.

Yes, they had just issued a name, but the monk didn't care at all. He should kill them all. If they hadn't had enough strength, they probably wouldn't have survived now.

And Feng Jueyu showed them a clear way.

Thinking of this, Hei Baizi and Lan Yunling exchanged their eyes, sought other people's opinions with their eyes, and then said nothing more, saying, "Please take out all the collections of scriptures found in the Buddha's Court."
To be continued...