Also last chapter, this is not owed..

"Haha, okay, I Hanghan haven't done anything good in my life, I'll save you today, I hope you can do what you say!" The middle-aged man laughed, tears came out, and in despair, he turned his anger into motivation, directly dispersed the protective shield, and formed a giant palm with the residual spiritual power, hitting the other frozen foot of the dwarf old man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Click, this brings together the palm of the last blow of the middle-aged, breaking most of the ice cubes, this is a bit incredible, the middle-aged who does not have much spiritual power, the last light emitted is actually more brilliant than the dwarf's full blow, it seems that people under the threat of death, will really burst potential.

And the middle-aged man fell because of this, but he still had a breath and never closed his eyes.

"It's a good fellow student, Ben Shao wants to see how sincere you pay, what can you get back!" Xia Xin said lightly, urging his spiritual power again, turning into cold air, and suddenly the cold meaning increased again, the space here was a little distorted, and the falling snowflakes stayed in mid-air, becoming ice chips and falling down, you can imagine how cold it is.

The dwarf was originally overjoyed by the middle-aged shot, but then Xia Xin's voice fell, and his face changed greatly, because the thin protective shield outside his body began to loom, and the cold eroded, his lips turned white, and there were signs of freezing under his feet again.

The dwarf gritted his teeth and took out his primary spirit treasure, which was a shield, but as soon as it appeared, it was extremely cold, as if it had been buried under ten thousand pieces of cold ice for an unknown number of years.

He didn't use it to keep out the cold, it didn't work, he grabbed the shield with his hand and slapped it hard at his leg. There was no mercy and went all out to fight down.

With this beat, the shield shattered, and pieces of iron fell to the ground, frozen by the cold air, and became ordinary iron and stone. But it is finally out of danger for its master, and the gnomes are free!

It's just that he seems to have no place to stay, and after standing for a while, there is a cold air on the ground, and he wants to freeze his feet again.

The dwarf's eyes flashed and he looked at the middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground, and the latter's eyes seemed to be watching, hoping that he could escape and take revenge in the future.

"What a fool!" the dwarf looked at him mockingly, disdainfully spoke, kicked it to lie flat, stepped on his belly, and then hit the ground with both hands to hit the spiritual power, and suddenly the explosion of the air wave drove the middle-aged ice sculpture to slide out of the town, the dwarf still thought that the speed was too slow, and felt that the ice cube might be a little heavy, so he turned into a palm knife and cut the limbs of the ice sculpture to leave only the torso, and what was cut was not a hard ice cube, but the flesh of a middle-aged man who had not yet frozen.

Hang Han's breath was gone when his limbs were broken, his eyes widened, he didn't bat at death, and he had a strong resentment, but the object had changed from Xia Xin to the dwarf old man.

It's just that people die like lights going out, and there is no more navigation in the world after this moment, and no matter how big the grievance is, it is useless.

Xia Xin watched silently, and did not chase and kill, he was pondering, is it right to do this by himself?

"Human nature, I want to see what people do when they die. Looking at the cold corpses around him, Xia Xin's face was complicated, this could have been avoided, but he didn't do that, it's still the same sentence, people always have to pay some price for their stupid behavior, dare to be greedy, want to see money, and if you want to grab treasures and kill people, you must be ready to die.

Compassion is just a joke on this continent where the strong are respected, if Xia Xin doesn't have such strength, I'm afraid that there will be no bones left to be gnawed by everyone.

But Xia Xinhuan knows, knows, and understands this, but he still can't control it in his heart. I didn't come to this town....

Sighing secretly, Xia Xin stopped thinking about it, withdrew all his spiritual power, walked into the inn, returned to the room, and continued to refine some other magic weapons.

There is also a flag in his book, which is suspected to be able to control the wind, but because it has not been refined, Xia Xin did not take it out against the enemy. The rest was a sword, seven feet long, the Aomine long sword.

Just as Xia Xin was refining the other two Dao Treasures, there was some chaos in the City Lord's Mansion.

"The Second Elder is dead..."

"Who killed him, in our town, who else can kill the second elder at the peak of the Martial Sect besides the head of the sect?"

"Hurry up and report to the boss!"

Shang Han sat in the secret room, frowning, he had been a little frightened since yesterday, as if something big would happen, he didn't understand this feeling, why did it appear? As the head of a faction, there is also a martial king cultivator, he can be said to be the strongest master within a radius of a hundred miles, and he has not provoked any powerful enemies outside, so he feels even more inexplicable.

"Palm.. Boss, brother.. The disciples have: I have something important to say!" suddenly came from outside the secret room, just stammering, as if he was very nervous and flustered.

"Why are you so flustered? The sky can't fall, say slowly. A figure flashed out and stood directly beside the disciple outside, frightening him to retreat.

After seeing his face clearly and hearing his voice clearly, he calmed down, and the disciple said, "Head, Second Elder... Dead!" he held some broken pieces of jade in both hands.

"Hanghan..." This person's pupils shrank, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was messy, he seemed to have not been pruned for many years, he was very strong, half of his body was shirtless, and his breath was more than ten times stronger than that of Wu Zong, and even the qi and blood on his body were very strong.

This person is Shanghan, the head of the Cold Wind faction, and he is also Hanghan's sworn brother.

"Who killed him?" Shang Han asked, grabbing the disciple's collar and pressing him.

"According to . . . It is said to be a boy wearing a mask... ”

"Boy, wearing a mask, is it. The legendary guardian nephew, Yang?" Shang Han's face changed, if this was the case, could he still avenge his brother?

"You, gather all the elders to go to the Cold Wind Pavilion, and this seat will arrive later!"

"Yes. ”

"What a bastard, if you die, you will die, and you will leave such a scourge for me, it is not a pity to die!" Shang Han scolded fiercely after the disciple retreated, the object was naturally the so-called sworn brother, and then he walked out of the secret room to meet the elders of the Cold Wind Sect, listen to their opinions, and then decide what to do.

Although the City Lord's Mansion is a sect, it does not have the imagined place of abundant spiritual energy, this is just a small force, and it is not a third-rate, naturally there is no earth vein spirit jade, and it cannot improve the cultivation environment, which is similar to the mansion of high-ranking officials and nobles in the mortal realm.

"Master.."

"Master, you're finally here!"

"Something is wrong, Second Elder..."At this time, in the city lord's mansion, there were seven people sitting in the room of the council hall, and there were hundreds of people outside the door, as if waiting for news, at this time, the crowd involuntarily got out of the way, and a middle-aged man appeared and walked directly into the council hall.

"I already know this, and I have called you here to discuss the matter. The middle-aged man was Shang Han, and he sat in the center of the hall, looking at the seven people who came around.

"The boy who seems to be yang, living in that inn, has a bright red light before..."

"According to those who escaped, the young man had a powerful magic weapon, amazing spells, and strange spiritual powers. One after another, news came out of the mouths of these elders, as if witnessing the whole process of the battle.

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