Chapter 112: Hatred of the World

"Commander Wang is worthy of being the most brave person in the Nanli tribe, and the well-planned avalanche can't hurt you in the slightest!"

Luo Lan clapped his hands and smiled: "However, if you break through the avalanche Tianwei, how much strength do you have left at this time?"

"Haha, even if this seat is exhausted, with you and a group of miscellaneous people from the Ning Yuan realm, are you worthy of doing it with me?" Wang Qian laughed, and his voice shook the four fields.

"Arrogance!" Luo Lan shouted violently and waved his hand, "Kill him!"

"Hmph! Tiger on the dragon plate, sitting in the sky! Secret Technique-Gathering Wind!" Wang Qian flipped his hand upward, rolling the scorching snow and cold wind!

With him as the center, the vitality of heaven and earth is surging wildly!

Endless Wu Yuan power poured into his body from the palm of his hand, gathering in his limbs.

"This seat cultivates the way of war witches, fighting the heavens and the earth, covering the common people, only to die in battle, how to exhaust it!"

With a loud shout, he suddenly stepped on the snow peak. The crazy and restless Wu Yuan burst open, and the entire snow peak seemed to be trembling.

Luo Lan and the four of them felt that the wind and clouds were rushing to their faces, and they were like being subjected to a twelve-level tornado, and the sound of broken bones sounded all over their bodies, and they were seriously injured and fell.

Sure enough, no matter how perfect the plan is, it can't match the reckless force! No matter what you do, I will drop ten times by myself!

Along the snow road opened by Wang Qian, Di Jackal, who climbed out with difficulty, witnessed this scene and was greatly shocked in his heart.

He hurriedly buried himself in the snow, not daring to show his head, for fear of ruining the disaster.

Wang Qian's Wind Gathering Secret Technique was exhausted, and he suddenly became weak and gasped for breath.

Luo Lan didn't dare to linger any longer, dragged his seriously injured body, and jumped down the mountain like crazy, seeking a glimmer of life.

His diminutive body landed on the cliff below, rolling up patches of snow and rolling down quickly.

"Rubbish!" a low shout suddenly sounded on the snow peak, and three figures appeared out of thin air.

"The descendants of the White Tiger God General Wang Yin, do you remember the grudge of my Fire Feather Tribe?" The figure in the middle revealed his true face, and it was Xiao Nan's old acquaintance - Monkey Si'er!

Wang Qian raised his head suddenly, the fierce light in the tiger's eyes flickered, he obviously didn't notice that someone was hiding on the snow peak with a secret treasure.

"Fire Feather Tribe...... Haven't you died yet?" he smirked.

"The commander of the hunting team, the first brave master of the Nanli tribe, hehe, what a great majesty. Monkey Si'er was not angry, and smiled a little playfully.

"When Xingzun was there, the four gods would be in the wilderness, who would dare to be the enemy. But you ......," Monkey Si'er's tone instantly turned cold, "but you have turned your back on Xingzun, causing the four veins to be damaged, and you have been downcast so far, you really deserve death!"

"Hmph, the weak eat the strong in this world, it has been like this since ancient times! Now that Xingzun is dead, my ancestors have replaced him, what is wrong!" Wang Qian looked up to the sky and said with a smile.

"In that case, you should die!" Monkey Si'er raised his hand and shot out a black shadow, which was densely packed with thin needles the size of hair.

Wang Qian's face changed sharply, and he tore off the tiger robe on his body with his backhand, rolled up a curtain of clothes, and stopped the thin needle. He stared, wary of the other's backhand.

Who knew that Monkey Si'er didn't make a move immediately.

"Ahh

Several screams rang out behind him, and the three killers of the Night Pavilion were killed instantly.

Monkey Si'er said unhurriedly: "Okay, now it's clean, without these miscellaneous fish, we can seriously settle the score." Rest assured, I won't let you die too soon. ”

The implication is to slowly torture to death!

He snapped his fingers, and the tall figure on his side immediately stepped forward, and it was the stone statue of Ma Wangye.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you don't want to kill me, at least, until you know the secrets of the Nanli tribe. Wang Qian sneered, causing Monkey Si'er's gaze to froze.

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin!" Monkey Si'er didn't talk much, it was rare to catch Wang Qian when he was alone and weak, so he would be subdued first!

Ma Wang Ye stepped out, and the huge stone was smashed out with both arms, attacking Wang Qian. Wang Qian was not timid at all, and rushed forward.

The two of them are both good at strength, and they collided together, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Wang Qian's fierce tiger strength was layered on top of each other, shaking the body of the prince of Ma trembling. The vibrating power of the horse prince was also poured into Wang Zhen's body, causing him to stiffen all over.

The two punched and kicked, back and forth. Wang Qian is worthy of being a master of the half-step Yuan Fetal realm, even if he is weak, he will not fall behind.

The avalanche gradually subsided, and Xiao Nan struggled to crawl out of the snow, and saw a short figure rolling down.

The man hit the snow pit with a "bang" and landed halfway up the mountain, already outgoing more and less in.

"It's you, Luo Lan!"

Xiao Nan shouted in surprise, not understanding what had happened, how Luo Lan, who was strategizing and invincible, had fallen into this tragic situation.

"Could it be that the roe deer owl found him and began to take revenge?" he looked up, a little suspicious that the roe deer owl had thrown him down.

"Save ...... I ......" Luo Lan's face was covered with snow and blood, and his instinct for survival made him call for help.

"Save you?" Xiao Nan sneered, raised his hand and threw out a bottle of Grass Returning Pill, "Naturally, you can! This is Grass Returning Pill, you eat it first and hang your life." ”

Luo Lan hurriedly picked it up and poured it into her mouth, for fear that she would not survive if she poured less.

The warm breath soothed him slightly, and hot air began to flow between his chest and abdomen.

Now that the situation is stronger than people, he rolled his eyes twice, and he wanted to pretend to thank him. However, when he looked up, he saw a pair of dark and deep eyes.

It was the magic eye of the Spirit Sparrow.

He felt as if he had flown up, smaller and smaller, closer and closer, and slowly fell into that eye. Before long, he finally settled down, in a dark and lonely world.

A wax-billed finch flew up from Xiao Nan's shoulder and landed on Luo Lan's head. The Sparrow looked left and right, pleased with his new mount.

This is exactly the soul dementoring effect of the Demon Spirit Sparrow's Demon Eye Vision, which can not only control demon beasts, but also drive humans.

Killing him is cheapening him after all.

The Demon Spirit Sparrow suddenly looked towards the peak, Xiao Nan's heart moved, and he vaguely heard the sound of battle coming from the peak.

"Could it be that the roe deer owl has met an enemy at the top of the mountain?" he thought, and then he remembered that the murderer of the avalanche was at the top of the mountain, and his heart was worried.

"I don't know what happened to Elder Boyang and Ye Wen......" He looked down the mountain again, but only saw a vast snow-white field, and he couldn't see a figure at all.

"They have the support of masters like Wang Qian and Boyang, so they should be able to escape from the avalanche. He resisted the urge to investigate, and turned to head for the summit.

As he walked, he poured out some spiritual soil and fed it to Luo Lan to recover his injuries. After all, this is also a high-end combat power.

He rummaged through Luo Lan's belongings and found that they were all dexterous small things that he didn't know how to use, as well as a bunch of highly toxic drugs.

Other than that, there is only a golden token that is slightly mysterious, with the words "Night Stalker" engraved on it.

This seems to be Luo Lan's identity in the Night Pavilion. Xiao Nan remembered the name mentioned by Luo Lan, "Night Stalker, the gold medal killer of the Night Pavilion." ”