The ice coffin was unlike the flying knives; it was not fast, and Chu Qing could easily evade it.
With a flash of his body, he slipped out from beneath the ice coffin's cover. This left Li Bufan with no recourse. He had only just begun cultivating; although the ice coffin's defensive power was astonishing, it was too slow and would have difficulty proving useful against opponents of the same level.
He immediately recalled the ice coffin to protect himself.
The flying knives struck the ice coffin with piercing "sizzles," scattering sparks in every direction.
Every knife chipped away bits of ice from the coffin. Ice fragments fluttered through the air like snowflakes.
Chu Qing controlled the flying knives for merely two rounds of attacks before completely shattering Li Bufan's ice coffin.
The ice coffin broke apart, turning into specks of ice crystal that dissipated into the air. Chu Qing's one hundred and eight flying knives attacked at once with terrifying force; even Li Bufan's ice coffin could not withstand them.
Chu Qing recalled his flying knives and cupped his fists. "Li Brother, do you still want to fight? Your ice coffin has already been broken by me."
Li Bufan said, "A trifling skill—I've made a fool of myself. But from here on, Chu Brother, you must be careful as well." His voice was steady, without the slightest trace of panic.
Nine Yang Body Protection, arise!
In an instant, the golden light around Li Bufan surged, transforming into arrows. Their number matched Chu Qing's flying knives exactly—not one more, not one less: one hundred and eight arrows.
The arrows were entirely golden, radiating scorching light like fragments of the sun. They floated around him, poised to strike.
Chu Qing raised a brow. "Oh? Li Brother, could it be that you