In the ice world, after stepping into the martial artist's Han Ping to vent his wanton feelings, he was tired and felt that it was time to go out, so he walked in front of Bing Lao.

"Grandpa Bing, when are we leaving this place?" he said eagerly.

"Wait for the old man to recover, otherwise I won't be able to break this barrier now, you kid stay where you go," Bing Lao replied angrily.

"Okay, you go on" Hanping smacked his lips, he wanted to go out so much, it's been so long, and he didn't know what was going on outside, he kind of missed the little guy and them!

He began to wander around the ice world boringly, and when he saw good things, he took the sheep directly.

The Ice Tribe, the tribesmen have returned to normal order, after all, this is a tribe with many warriors, and the heritage is still there.

People come and go busily without a trace of slackness.

In Hanping's house, Han Zhan was still holding Yang Xue, his eyes were full of tenderness, and the beauty in his arms was no longer as beautiful as before, only pale.

There was a lot of food on the table, but Shiver didn't move, and he wanted to go with her.

"Who?" Suddenly there was a shout from the tribe, followed by footsteps and the sound of weapons.

A stirring spirit in his heart, he gently put down Yang Xue, after all, he still focused on the overall situation, and then gently brought the door, said hello to Xiao Han'an and Han Ling'er who were playing in the yard and quickly rushed to the city wall, here, the tribal warriors were already in full array.

Shiver, a dodge in front of Bow Rin and Ka Yu, "How's it going?" he asked.

"I don't know, the person who suddenly appeared is a warrior," Ka Yu frowned, and said in an unkind tone.

Shiver looked at the person opposite, at this time, he was dressed in black to cover his body, and a black cloth covered his face, leaving only a pair of thieves' slippery eyes with a large number of ice tribes, which was not a good thing at first glance.

As he looked at him with a shudder, he also looked at the entire Ice Tribe: it was such a small tribe, defeating the Falling Yang Alliance one after another, defeating the Supreme Elder, and that waste? He thought, thinking of the Falling Sun Shuang, his eyes were full of murder, that was his lifelong enemy.

"Who's here?" asked Gong Rin in a deep voice.

"Hmph, remember my name, I will be the new overlord of the Falling Sun Mountain Range in the future, my name is Falling Yang Hong" The man in black sneered, turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

"A neurotic," Ka Yu said, continuing to beckon everyone to work, Gong Rin and Shishu showed thoughtful faces, Luoyang Hong, which Luoyang Hong?

Why does a martial artist make them feel stressed?

They couldn't figure it out.

In the Ice World, the old man who was healing frowned, and he felt the breath that should not appear in the Sunset Mountain Range.

Perhaps, the time has really come for chaos in this world!

He looked at Han Ping, who was busy collecting ice beads and chasing ice creatures, and smiled helplessly in his heart: "What the hell ......?"

Han Ping was too busy to breathe, and in his opinion, the cold ice beads inside might be helpful for the cultivation of Cold War.

As everyone knows, a great enemy has surfaced......

On this day, a young man dressed in black came to the Sunset tribe, and the guards wanted to stop him but he slapped him to death, and then provoked all the Sunset tribesmen.

One person stood on the competition platform, proud of the crowd, and picked Luo Yangshuang on the list, directly alarming the entire tribe, no, Luo Yangxiong appeared with Luo Yangshuang with a gloomy face.

After a few days of pranayama, Luoyang Shuang, who is not in serious trouble, has been cured, but it is too elder, because he is too seriously injured and old, his blood and qi have directly degraded, and even with his cultivation, he has regressed to the martial arts, and he was directly sent to the place by Luoyang Xiong, which is really miserable and miserable!

Luo Yangshuang looked at the rebellious young man on the stage with a gloomy face, he had suffered a great shame recently, and he urgently needed to find someone to establish his majesty, so he shouted to kill the other party.

However, the result was unexpected by everyone, and Luoyang couldn't even catch a palm.

The other party used the martial arts of the Luoyang tribe, the Luoyang palm, which shocked everyone, when the people came to take off the black cloth, everyone was dumbfounded, they recognized him, a clansman who was demoted from the Luoyang tribe two years ago, his name is Luoyang Hong, and he is also the son of the current patriarch.

Then, shocking news came from the Sunset Tribe.

The young master of the Luoyang tribe, Luoyang's legs were abolished, and he was directly thrown out of the Luoyang tribe, life and death are unknown, and a new young master appeared, his name was Luoyang Hong.

All of a sudden, the name of Luoyanghong began to spread in the Luoyang Mountains, so who is this Luoyanghong?

It turns out that Luoyang Hong is the son of the patriarch Luoyangxiong, and he is also the best son, but he was exiled after losing to Luoyangshuang in the young protagonist two years ago, and now the king has returned......

But many big people are pondering, why can an exiled person rise strongly, is it an opportunity?

A big question mark is in people's minds.

At this time, the young man Luo Yanghong stood respectfully in a dark cave, and a vague shadow was reflected there.

"Okay?" a hoarse voice came.

Luoyang Hong's eyes tightened, and he hurriedly clasped his hands into fists: "Tell the master, the disciple has regained the position of the young master of the Luoyang tribe." ”

"Well, I've made your wish come true for you, and now it's time for you to repay me," the shadow said hoarsely.

"Master rest assured, the disciple is always ready" Luo Yanghong hurriedly replied, he was afraid of neglecting this uncle, only he knew how afraid he was.

He said that he could destroy all the tribes of this Sunset Mountain Range by himself, and he also believed it.

"Well, you still have a bit of a conscience" The dark shadow nodded, not showing joy or anger.

"Go there and study hard, remember, no matter what the result is, when you come back here in a year's time, I will come forward to help you sit on the Patriarch of the Luoyang Tribe, and then, hum!"

"Okay, you go, don't give me nothing, remember, don't betray the old man, otherwise, your Sunset tribe can't afford my anger" The black shadow was impatient and threatened.

Luo Yanghong didn't dare, always keep in mind the words of Master Shizun, and then leave. "After that, Luo Yanghong is leaving.

"Wait, you bring this" After finishing speaking, a black medicine bottle arrived in front of Luo Yanghong in an instant, and Luo Yanghong hurriedly took it in his hand.

"The old man doesn't want you to die inside, go!" the voice of the black shadow came again.

Luo Yanghong took the medicine bottle into his arms, immediately thanked him and withdrew, and in an instant, his face changed: "Hmph, old miscellaneous hair, let's see." He thought to himself, and quickly left.

The Falling Sun Mountain Range is calm again, but everyone feels that the current Falling Sun Mountain Range is different from before, and there is a feeling that black clouds are pressing down on the city, perhaps, the troubled times are really coming!