The cold wind was even worse at night, and the low roar was like the howl of a wild beast, and people couldn't help but feel their hearts seeping hard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Tengjiao Gate was as calm as ever, and the two red lanterns at the door were like the eyes of a terrible ghost, shaking in the dark cold wind.

But—

The hearts of many masters in Tengjiaomen are difficult to be calm, Hu Yihai, who is also the number one person in Tengjiaomen, was so simply killed by Li Qifeng in the sword of calcium carbide sparks, the piercing throat and wide eyes were reflected in the minds of many people, and they could not be erased for a long time.

Those who have ill intentions have completely given up the slightest impulse in their hearts, at least for a short time, and will not be able to raise any courage anymore.

――

Fifty miles away from Sin City is the Black River, which is separated by the Taiqian Empire.

Although the temperature gradually rose, the cold ice above the Heihe River showed no signs of melting, and the wind swept up the snowflakes on the ice, like sand and gravel, and there was a sound.

In the midst of the snowstorm.

A figure slowly walked out.

Sturdy, tall body, walking on the ice with the snow creaking under your feet.

Every step he took was slow and cautious, like a hunter in a trap, always cautious.

The cold wind on the ice kept rolling up.

Above the rock.

The faces of the people smashed by the snow that were frozen together hurt.

The tall body stopped.

Move your right hand.

A bow-like knife appeared in his hand.

The wind blew through the blades, and a sharp sound was heard.

The cold wind swept up the snow even more.

The tall body couldn't help but shrink its neck.

Suddenly, in the midst of the snowstorm, several figures rushed out, dressed in white, and seemed to merge with the snowstorm.

Kung fu in an instant.

Five sharp cold rays of light struck the tall body.

In an instant, the cold light completely sealed the man's way of life.

The scimitar moves.

It seems to be the waning moon hanging on the horizon, and the cold light is pressing.

The crisp sound of impact sounded at the same time, dazzling sparks continued to splash out.

Under the knife.

All offensive coefficients are annihilated.

In the midst of the piercing screams, the owners of the five cold rays retreated, and on each of their chests, a wound as thin as a silk thread appeared, and between retreats, the wound involuntarily collapsed, and blood gushed out.

The tall body took a few steps forward.

As soon as the scimitar in his hand moved, the knife momentum reversed, and it slanted upward, and the blood on the blade suddenly came out.

In a scream, several heads tumbled to the ground.

The tall body stood still.

His eyes slowly looked in all directions, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The figure as steady as Mount Tai was quickly covered by the wind and snow.

Hum -

A spear pierced out of the wind and snow, and the powerful power it carried completely annihilated the wind and snow in the vicinity, and everywhere the spear went, it was clear.

The tall body that stood still finally moved.

Step out.

Incomparably decisive, the scimitar slashed down.

Sneer-

The voice was a little harsh.

The tip of the spear rubbed against the blade.

Sparks kept splashing.

Half a catty and eight taels, a stalemate.

A dull gasp suddenly came from the tall body.

On the spear, the brutal force suddenly skyrocketed.

The barrel of the gun was like a small boat on the tide, constantly jolting, and the tall body couldn't help but fly backwards.

The feet are like iron drills, making deep grooves in the ice.

The spear continued to thrust forward.

The momentum is like a fierce thunder rolling.

Ding――

The sound of impact is melodious and crisp.

The brutal force slammed into the blade of the knife, and the dark energy came out, and the scimitar trembled violently.

A shout of rage rang out.

Then there was a slight crunch on the ice.

Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed down with swiftness.

The tall body does not retreat, but advances.

Bell――

At the same time as the voice came out, the tip of the spear was actually cut off by the sharp scimitar.

In the wind and snow, the owner of the spear moved violently.

The bare barrel of the gun stabbed out.

This time, both the timing and the angle are perfectly grasped, as if tricky.

The tall body shuddered involuntarily, and the scimitar was raised, trying to block the rapid blow of the gun, but it was too late.

The barrel of the gun pierced directly through the eyebrows of the tall body.

A brutal force rushed out, and the skull suddenly exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The tall body fell to the ground with a bang.

In the wind and snow, a figure slowly walked out, dressed in white, with white hair and a shawl, and the corners of his mouth hooked, with a trace of evil spirit.

"No one has ever escaped from my spear, and neither have you. ”

Whispered words rang out.

A smile was revealed.

A sound of breaking the sky was heard, and a thin figure appeared.

It's silent.

"The spear Zhao Kunhao is really worthy of his reputation. ”

Voices of appreciation rang out.

Zhao Kunhao's expression had a hint of an inexplicable smile in his expression, he looked speechless, and said slowly: "The pole dragon king...... You know, I kill people at a high price. ”

Yan Bu smiled and said, "Although people can be killed, someone will naturally pay you for this price." ”

Zhao Kunhao toed a little, picked up the spear, clenched it in his hand, looked at it and said slowly: "Don't use some people to press me, tell you, I came this time to find that kid from the Sword Sect, otherwise don't even think about it." ”

Yan Buyu nodded with a smile and said, "That kid from the Sword Sect hasn't shown up for a long time, but I believe that this time the sting hunt will definitely appear." ”

Zhao Kunhao nodded slightly, turned around and walked back.

Take a few steps.

Suddenly, he stood still, turned his back to him and said silently: "You killed the third King Kong of the Tiger King, and you have to bear the consequences." ”

Yan looked at Zhao Kunhao without saying a word and smiled, "All this is not something you are worried about. ”

On the Heihe Ice Sheet, the cold wind swept up heavy snow.

Zhao Kunhao's body quickly disappeared without a trace.

――

There was an extremely cold smile in his silent expression.

Step out.

Endless sword qi gushed out from his body, and his power was actually no less than Li Qifeng.

The corpse that fell to the ground was instantly cut into countless pieces by the sword qi.

The smell of blood was swept away by the cold wind.

The silent expression regained his composure again, and he said in a low voice: "Li Qifeng...... There is no such thing as a free lunch, I can help me establish myself in Sin City, and now it's your turn to help me bear the wrath of the Tiger King, so I can only wish you a good time. ”

Do it all.

Words do not necessarily shrink their pupils, move their feet, and their bodies sweep out, soaring into the sky.

――

The cold wind, which had roared all night, finally subsided.

On the black central axis street, a figure exuded a fierce murderous aura and slowly came slowly.

He carried a blood-colored sword in his hand.

On the blade of the sword, an open eye is drawn.