Three thousand miles south of the Great Qin Empire, there is an iceberg that snows all year round.

On this day, a stream of light passed through the sky and fell on the top of the mountain.

It was a warrior wearing a black robe and a hat, and couldn't see his face clearly. While walking, the power of heaven and earth was shaking around, and he had obviously entered the realm of martial spirit.

He stood quietly on the top of the mountain, and the snowflakes had turned into powder before they even approached him.

Soon, a young man came from the foot of the mountain with snow.

"Where is the goods?"

The man in black robe spoke, his voice was very hoarse and low.

The boy took out a head expressionlessly and threw it out.

That is the head of the Tiger Village boss!

The boy's identity is even more revealed, and it is Zhan Wuque!

"Who are you?"

The man in black robe was still very calm when he saw the boss's head.

"I'll ask you, where did you get her when he sold her to the little girl he had sold to you before!"

Zhan Wuque questioned.

"It turns out that I am here to find fault," the man in black robe let out a creepy sneer, and a blood-colored bone hand suddenly appeared and headed straight for Zhan Wuque's face.

"roll!"

Zhan Wuque punched out with one punch.

Now that the strange fire that has reached the middle level of the sixth level suddenly surged out, the center of the bone hand.

The black and red strange fire instantly wrapped the bone hand and began to burn.

Soon, the bone hands were burned to ashes.

"Sixth-level mid-grade demon fire, who are you?" The man in the black robe finally changed. He did not expect that Zhan Wuque seemed to have only the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor, but he actually had a sixth-level demon fire on his body.

He only has the third level of martial spirit. The middle level of the sixth-level demon fire can hurt the strong men on the fourth level or even the fifth level of martial spirit. How can he be the opponent?

At this point, he already knew that Zhan Wuque was here to find fault. Obviously, the girl who was lying on the ground had some relationship with the boy in front of him. The other side found the boss and forced him to ask about his whereabouts, so he came to the door.

Although he was a little surprised, the man in black robe was not panicked. Such things happened from time to time, although not many, but also a lot. As long as the person who came was not a strong Wu Zun, he was confident that he could escape with his own means.

Without hesitation, the man in black robe knew that Zhan Wuque had a sixth-level demon fire to protect him and was not his opponent, so he immediately retreated and turned into a black light, trying to leave the iceberg at an extremely fast speed.

His speed was very fast, and even Zhan Wuque was a little surprised.

The opposite side is only at the third level of Wu Ling's cultivation, but the speed of the explosion is probably comparable to that of some of the half-step Wu Zun. In other words, if Wu Zun had not taken action, ordinary people would really not be able to stop him.

Looking at the man in black robe who was leaving, Zhan Wuque did not move, but the curve of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger, with sneer and ridicule.

The man in black robe who was running away could not help but wonder when he saw Zhan Wuque not chasing him. Just as he turned around and watched, a huge black shadow fell and the strong wind came. As soon as the man in black robe raised his head, his abdomen hurt and was immediately dismantled.

A giant eagle fell from the sky, and at an unimaginable speed, like an eagle catching a chick, directly grabbed the black runner, even if he struggled, it would be useless.

The giant eagle's speed has reached the seventh level of half a step, and its speed is so fast that even the man in black robe is not as fast as that.

In this way, the man in black robe was caught back by the giant eagle. It was strange that even though he was dismantled by the giant eagle, no blood flowed out.

Zhan Wuque felt something was strange and immediately took off the man in black robe's hat.

Suddenly, a stiff pale face came into view. Zhan Wuque felt that he realized that this person was not a living person, but a walking zombie he refined was equivalent to Wei Dong before. He seemed to be a living person, but was actually controlled by some of the powerful's divine thoughts.

Seeing that he was caught by Zhan Wuque and knew that he could not escape, the man in black immediately chose to explode.

The other party's decisiveness was beyond Zhan Wuque's expectations. He gritted his teeth and kept pointing it out, pointing it to the black-robed man's eyebrows, and immediately searching for his soul.

After an instant, with a bang, the man in black robe exploded, and the giant eagle stretched out its wings and blocked all the power generated by the self-destruction.

But the power of a martial spirit powerful man's self-destruction cannot be underestimated. The giant eagle's wings were damaged and bloody.

Fortunately, it is the body of a monster, and this small injury is nothing to it and will be recovered soon.

"Daxia Dynasty"!

Zhan Wuque's face was gloomy. This was the last news he got through searching the soul.

After the man in black robe traded with the boss, he brought Lu Qiaoer to the Daxia Dynasty and handed it over to someone, but he didn't see the person's appearance clearly, and his memory came to an abrupt end.

"Daxia Dynasty"! Zhan Wuque thought of another thing.

When she was in Senluo Valley, Princess Suya of the Daxia Dynasty once said that the map of Feng Prison Phoenix in her hand was given by an elder of Liuyun Sword Sect. In other words, Feng Qin's disappearance is most likely related to Liuyun Sword Sect.

"It seems that the Great Xia Dynasty must go," Zhan Wuque murmured.

Half a month later.

Zhan Wuque appeared in front of a green mountain surrounded by green water.

The green mountains are continuous and surrounded by a large formation.

This is the old nest of Liuyun Sword Sect.

Liuyun Sword Sect is just a small sect, not as good as Guiyi Sword Sect. Its overall strength is stronger than Guiyi Pavilion. The highest cultivation is the leader of Liuyun Sword Sect and the second-level strongman of Wuling.

Zhan Wuque came directly to the mountain gate to call the formation, and the formation was shaking with one punch.

"Who is coming!"

The gatekeeper shouted.

"Let your sect leader get out for me!"

"Give you three breaths. If you don't come out, I will break your turtle shell!"

Zhan Wuque looked at the protection formation filled with light and shadow, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

A mere sixth level or a low-level magic array, want to stop him?

"Where did the arrogant guy come from?" An old man with white hair came out. His cultivation was already on the ninth level of the Martial Emperor. He was the elder of Liuyun Sword Sect. He happened to pass by here and immediately rushed over when he heard the movement.

"Let your sect leader come out, I have something to ask him!" Zhan Wuque said without a face.

"Just, how can anyone see our sect leader just by wanting to see him? You are a little Wu Emperor. Although you are a little talented, the sect leader is already a martial spirit, and he is different from you. Come down and kowtow and admit your mistakes. Maybe I can let you go!" The white-haired elder snorted coldly.

Obviously, Zhan Wuque's third-level cultivation level was not taken seriously by him.

"You are not qualified to talk to me," Zhan Wuque glanced at him.

"The concubine's son is arrogant!"

The white-haired elder was furious and immediately rushed out of the formation and went to Zhan Wuque to kill.

"A single finger of the flowing clouds, spreading mountains and rivers!"

He strode out, and as he walked, the wind and clouds surged. With one point, the energy in his body suddenly surged out, rolling up countless plants and trees, forming a tornado towards the war without forcing.

"So amazing, Elder Liu's trick was indeed perfect!"

The disciple below exclaimed.

"That's right, if you talk about Liuyun's finger, besides the sect leader, there is probably only Elder Liu's cultivation level that is the highest!"

"With this trick, is Elder Liu making a big fuss when he deals with a mere low-level Wu Emperor? Liuyun's finger is a unique skill in this sect!"

"Hmph, this guy is just asking for death, and he dares to provoke Elder Liu!"

The few people were convinced that Zhan Wuque would die without a doubt, and would be knocked into pieces by Elder Liu with one finger!

Zhan Wuque had no expression on his face and was always calm. When the tornado came closer, he punched him out directly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the tornado was blown by Zhan Wuque's punch.

The strong wind made Elder Liu turn a fewer, and his mouth and nose were bleeding. He was seriously injured and in a mess.

"Elder Liu!"

A few disciples who were about to watch the show were shocked, but did not come forward to support him, but turned around and ran away.

It was at this moment that the leader of Liuyun Sword Sect arrived.

It was a middle-aged man in a red robe, with a white face and no beard, a burly figure, and holding two iron beads in his right hand, constantly fiddling with him.

When he saw Elder Liu lying on the ground screaming, his face immediately became gloomy.

"Who is coming? Sign up!"

He stared at Zhan Wuque with a little caution in his eyes.

He dared to come to the door so openly and said bluntly that he would get out. If the other party had no brain problems, he would have absolute confidence.

Judging from Elder Liu's miserable appearance, it is obviously impossible to be the first possibility.

"I'm here just to find someone," Zhan Wuque spoke lightly, without answering the other party's question.

He didn't even ask about his name, and did not take the so-called Liuyun Sword Sect's sect leader seriously.

"Say, who are you looking for?!"
To be continued...