Seeing that the city lord of Ice Mist City was coming, Ling Zimo restrained the momentum of the powerhouse of the Martial Emperor Realm. This is the Western Heavenly Domain, the territory of the Spirit Cult. Since this Wang Bing is the city lord of Ice Mist City, then he must have some relationship with the Spirit Sect. If the masters of the Spirit Sect were to be brought in, Ling Zimo might have some trouble.

"What kind of person is so bold that he dares to fight with Yuan Force in my Ice Mist City? and don't take me, the City Lord of Ice Mist City, seriously?"

Wang Bing, the city lord of Ice Mist City, said arrogantly. As he spoke, Wang Bing glanced at Ling Zimo, his eyes full of disdain.

Wang Bing is the apprentice of an elder of the Spirit Sect, and the Spirit Sect is a hegemon-level existence in this Western Heaven Domain, and no one dares to be disrespectful to the people of the Spirit Sect. Therefore, it is normal for Wang Bing to be a little arrogant.

"The sudden visit of the lord of the castle really made the small shop flourish. The innkeeper saw Wang Bing coming, and hurriedly poured tea and water for Wang Bing. Wang Bing is the Earth Emperor in Ice Mist City, usually everything in Ice Mist City is Wang Bing's final say, he doesn't dare to offend Wang Bing.

"You're the kid who killed someone?" Wang Bing looked at Ling Zimo and asked with contempt in his eyes.

"Yes. Ling Zimo was expressionless and said bluntly.

"It's the first time I've seen someone killed, and it's so straightforward. Boy, who the hell are you?" Seeing Ling Zimo's calm appearance, Wang Bing was a little worried, this kid was not the son of a big family. If that's the case, it's better not to offend yourself.

"These people wanted to kill me with Soul Breaking Incense, but I noticed it in advance, so I killed them. As he spoke, Ling Zimo secretly handed Wang Bing a Qiankun bag.

Wang Bing opened the Qiankun bag and looked at it, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, there were one million Shenzhou coins in it. With so much money, it's not something that ordinary people can come up with. You must know that although Wang Bing is the city lord of Ice Mist City, his total assets are only 500,000 Shenzhou coins.

At that moment, Wang Bing looked at Ling Zimo differently. This Ling Zimo is definitely the son of a super family who has gone out to practice, such a person must not be offended. Otherwise, you may not be able to eat and walk around. Anyway, it was only a few civilians who died, and this matter was not a big deal, and it was over with one eye and one eye closed.

"So that's the case, you are also a victim, I will fine you for handing over three million Shenzhou coins!" Wang Bing's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, he believed that for a rich person like Ling Zimo, three million Shenzhou coins was not a lot of money. In this way, he not only sold Ling Zimo's favor, but also had three million Shenzhou coins in his account, so why not.

"It's still the city lord who is wise, and I will pay three million Shenzhou coins. A cold light flashed in Ling Zimo's eyes, and he said with a smile. Although three million Shenzhou coins are a drop in the bucket for Ling Zimo, it is impossible for Ling Zimo to be blackmailed for no reason. He will definitely get this money back.

"Let's go. Wang Bing took the three million Shenzhou coins handed over by Ling Zimo and said happily.

"This evil star is finally gone. ”

Seeing Wang Bing leaving, the owner of the inn immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The rest of the inn had also dispersed, and now that the excitement was over, there was no need for them to stay here all night.

"In a few hours, the auction of the Wanyin Chamber of Commerce will begin. Before I do that, I'm going to get my four million Shenzhou coins back. ”

Ling Zimo snorted coldly, the reason why he honestly handed over the three million Shenzhou coins just now was because there were many people in the inn. If Ling Zimo and Wang Bing had a conflict, it was very likely that they would attract people from the Spirit Sect. But if Ling Zimo found a secluded place and quietly killed Wang Bing, things would be much easier.

Ling Zimo swept up, secretly walked out of the inn, and followed Wang Bing's team all the way.

Behind Ling Zimo, there was an old man in a cloth robe standing in the air. If Ling Zimo saw the appearance of this old man in cloth, he would definitely be extremely surprised. Because this old man is the grandfather of the shepherd boy.

"Hehe, Wang Bing, Wang Bing! It's not good for you to blackmail someone, but you just blackmail this Ling Zimo. Now your little life is probably going to be gone. Anyway, this Wang Bing has been looting the people's fat and people's ointment all year round, and he is the one who is in trouble. Ling Zimo killed him, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. The old man in cloth sneered.

Ice Mist City, the City Lord's Mansion.

"Go back, all of you!"

Wang Bing said to a few people under him.

"Yes. The soldiers under Wang Bing all went in the other direction, and Wang Bing was the only one left on the street at this time.

Wang Bing was just about to step into the gate of the City Lord's Mansion when suddenly a sword aura attacked him. Wang Bing didn't even say a word, and was cut into two pieces by Ling Zimo's Heavenly Shadow Sword Qi.

Ling Zimo made a quick move, and no one found out that it was his hand at all. In just the blink of an eye, Ling Zimo came to Wang Bing's corpse and took away all the Qiankun bags on his body.

Half an hour after Ling Zimo left, a patrol of soldiers found Wang Bing's body. They were all puzzled, who had offended Wang Bing and had died tragically at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion? Who had such great ability to brazenly kill the Lord of a City? All of this was full of mysteries. An hour later, the news of Wang Bing's killing spread all over the streets, and everyone was talking about it. There are many people who excitedly go to the street to beat gongs and drums, and they have been bullied by Wang Bing for many years. Now that Wang Bing is dead, how can they not be happy.

Although Wang Bing's killing caused a storm in the city, Ling Zimo sat in the inn room lightly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. Ling Zimo opened all of Wang Bing's Qiankun bags, and he found that in addition to his four million Shenkun coins, Wang Bing's Qiankun bags only contained 700,000 Shenzhou coins.

"A dignified city lord, so poor?" Ling Zimo couldn't help but sneer.

If Wang Bing heard Ling Zimo's words, he might be angry. In fact, among the many city lords in the Western Heaven Domain, a net worth of more than 700,000 Shenzhou coins is already considered rich. As everyone knows, how many people work hard for a day, and they can only earn a few Shenzhou coins.

Ling Zimo put Wang Bing's things into his Qiankun bag, and a flame rose in his hand, burning Wang Bing's Qiankun bag. After doing all this, Ling Zimo got up and walked out of the inn towards the Wanyin Chamber of Commerce.

The auction of the Wanyin Chamber of Commerce is about to start, and Ling Zimo must go over early to buy the horse that is thousands of miles away. Only in this way could Ling Zimo reach the Spirit Sect as quickly as possible.

() Martial Refining the Heavens, I am a Holy Venerable