When the words Xie Qinghou fell, the jungle suddenly became silent.
The blood-clothed young man paused.
Lin Huang also stopped what he was doing and stared directly at the young man in blood-clothed clothes in front of him.
Then, the young man in blood clothes slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing a monster face.
That face was extremely beautiful, even better than that of a woman, and it was exactly the same as Xie Qinghou's. But compared to Xie Qinghou's gentleness, the blood-clothed young man looked even more demonic.
Even charming!
Lin Huang's face hardened, and anger surged in his heart. He didn't expect that it was Xie Qinghou.
The inner sect of Piaoxue Palace is now number one.
Before the hunting battle, that gentle young man.
There was silence in the air for a moment.
"How did you know it was me!"
After a long time, Xie Qinghou sat down and asked.
"I didn't expect it to be you, the traitor of Piaoxue Palace!"
Lin Huang did not answer Xie Qinghou's words.
"Traitor? That's an interesting title!"
Xie Qinghou smiled slightly and did not refute.
"That invisible blade just now seems to be your natal flying knife!"
Back then, when Xie Qinghou strangely killed Qi Yunlie from Fengyu Tower in the battle of flowing water, Lin Huang began to think about Xie Qinghou's real trick.
Just now, Lin Huang understood.
Xie Qinghou smiled and nodded, raising his eyebrows and staring at Lin Huang, "You are the first person to avoid my invisible blade!"
"It's a pity that you surpassed Qi Changfeng and Su Fo, but you are from the Blood Spirit Palace!"
Lin Huang took a few steps back and stared at Xie Qinghou, who looked harmless at the moment.
"This is just a camp issue!"
Xie Qinghou smiled calmly.
"You are a disciple of Piaoxue Palace!"
Lin Huang pierced his eyes and stared at Xie Qinghou.
"Piaoxue Palace?"
Xie Qinghou squeezed his cold hands tightly, "As early as ten years ago, I was from the Blood Spirit Palace. Where do you think I am from? And Piaoxue Palace once killed my parents, do you think I might be from Piaoxue Palace?
What?"
Lin Huang was slightly startled, but he did not expect Xie Qinghou to have such an experience.
"The Blood Spirit Palace raised me up and taught me the skills. I can't be a member of the Blood Spirit Palace?"
Xie Qinghou turned his head and stared at Lin Huang with narrowed eyebrows.
Lin Huang looked at Xie Qinghou and shook his head coldly, "No matter what reasons you have or what original intentions you have, you can't change the outcome of the fight to the death between me and the people of the Blood Spirit Palace!"
"You can kill me?"
"If you can't kill, you have to kill!"
"I never realized you were so boring before. It turns out you want to be a good person!"
Xie Qinghou said with a sarcastic smile.
Lin Huang's eyes were like daggers, "Back then, the Blood Spirit Palace deposed my sister's martial spirit, which destined me to fight to the death with the people from the Blood Spirit Palace. The Blood-clothed Marquis is the precedent!"
"Lin Cangxue?"
Xie Qinghou looked slightly startled and sighed in memory, "In the entire Piaoxue Palace, the only person I am sorry for is probably Lin Cangxue!"
Lin Huang's expression froze, and Xie Qinghou continued: "She once saved my life, I owe her a favor."
"But, you repaid kindness with hatred!"
Lin Huang gritted his teeth and his eyes were as sharp as knives.
Xie Qinghou paused in his movements, and then nodded slowly, "I knew that the Blood Spirit Palace wanted to destroy Lin Cangxue's martial spirit and turn her into a body. Moreover,
I personally watched Hong Jiu and Jiang Huaiyin deliver the message to the Blood Spirit Palace!"
"In the East Palace of the Great Xia Dynasty, I watched with my own eyes as Han Qingtian destroyed his martial spirit!"
Lin Huang's expression suddenly changed, his heart was filled with anger, and he stared at Xie Qinghou with murderous intent. Unexpectedly, the latter was also involved.
"I hesitated and struggled at that time, whether to remind Lin Cangxue. But... I finally gave up!"
Xie Qinghou shook his head, with a look of regret on his face.
"Don't you think it's too late for you to say this now?"
Xie Qinghou smiled softly, "I just have some regrets, but I have no regrets. You have what you protect, and I also have my pursuits and beliefs!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Your belief is to become a puppet of the Blood Spirit Palace and poison the warriors of the Eastern Spirit Realm?"
Xie Qinghou shook his finger and stared at Lin Huang with a smile, "The word poison is too much. In this battle between the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties, I only killed a small half of the people, but you killed more than half!"
"When it comes to being vicious, you are much more vicious than me!"
"In this case, you and I have nothing to say. I just ask you, does it have anything to do with you that the Bloody Marquis came to see me that night and Little Fatty Bai was injured?"
"Of course it has something to do with me, otherwise the Blood Spirit Marquis wouldn't be able to find your room."
Xie Qinghou said honestly, "As for Fatty Bai being injured, it was Blood Linghou's idea!"
"What about the Piaoxue Palace disciples being poisoned?"
Lin Huang asked again.
Xie Qinghou smiled slightly, pursed his lips and said, "I am saving their lives. If they are not poisoned, they will enter Fulong Ridge. Then after entering Fulong Ridge, they will either be killed by Qi Changfeng and others, or they will be killed by me.
Kill!"
"So, how much conscience do you still have?"
Lin Huang sneered.
Xie Qinghou glanced at Lin Huang coldly, closed his sleeves and said coldly: "It's not your turn to judge what kind of person I am!"
"In this case, let me see the real chapter!"
Lin Huangsen smiled coldly, and the demon-suppressing knife in his hand glowed with a sharp murderous aura.
Feeling Lin Huang's murderous intent, Xie Qinghou smiled and shook his head, "I was very sorry that Lin Cangxue declined. But now that you have the strength to kill Qi Changfeng and others, I am very happy, really happy.
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Lin Huang frowned slightly, but heard Xie Qinghou explain: "Otherwise, this genius in the Eastern Spirit Realm will be boring, and how will he compete with my Blood Spirit Palace in the future?"
Lin Huang's brows furrowed again.
"Now that you have recognized me, there is no point in continuing to fight. I will take back the heads of Qi Changfeng and others. We will meet again later!"
Xie Qinghou suddenly stood up, with a calm expression on his face, and the way he spoke was quite similar to the gentle and jade-like image he had before.
"Do you think you can make it?"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled angrily. The entire jungle was suddenly filled with level three sword formations, trapping Xie Qinghou in the middle.
Xie Qinghou rolled up his sleeves and raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his lips, "I forgot to tell you that my master is the Bloodyin Hou, one of the four blood princes. Wherever there is a shadow, I, Xie Qinghou, cannot be trapped!"
Before Xie Qinghou finished speaking, he stepped into the shadow of the jungle and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Lin Huang's expression changed slightly, and he fiercely headed towards Xie Qinghou.
"My betrayal makes you angry, I am very happy! But you should not be angry, and Lin Cangxue cannot be your weakness. As a former friend, I sincerely hope that you can become strong quickly, strong enough to defeat me, Xie Qinghou
Stepping on the soles of your feet can hold up a sky in the Eastern Spirit Realm!"
"Say sorry to Miss Cangxue for me!"
"Next time we meet, I hope you won't be so angry."
"Farewell, Lin Huang!"
In the jungle, Xie Qinghou's voice echoed. When Lin Huang rushed towards him, the latter completely disappeared into the shadows, leaving no trace.
Lin Huang's expression condensed...
After a moment, Fulong Ridge was filled with a sea of sword energy, and all the ancient trees within a ten-mile radius were strangled to pieces by the sword array.
Lin Huang did not leave Xie Qinghou behind in the end.
In other words, at this moment, Lin Huang, faced with Xie Qinghou's strange power, could not keep him at all...