There was a dull crashing sound from the ice wall, and several people who were cultivating near the mound were woken up one after another. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info opened his eyes unhappily, and he saw Zheng Haoran's rampant back, and several people were suddenly startled, daring to be angry and not daring to speak, and the scolding sound that came to their mouths was swallowed back.

There are only ten people who practice here, and all of them are talented people under the age of twenty of the Shadow Clan. But the identities are very different, the strong Zheng Haoran belongs to the descendants of the Great Elder, and the weak has the children of the Shadow Clan, and they can only enter this place because of their extremely high talent.

In the face of Zheng Haoran, even if everyone was displeased, they could only be silent, not daring to say a word more.

Zheng Haoran laughed as if no one was around, and looked at Jiuyou, who was not lightly injured, with a mocking expression, "Waste is waste, waste should stay where waste should be, and you want to cultivate here?" ”

Hearing this, several people immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter. The unkind eyes looked sideways at the three of Jiuyou, these few boys who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth dared to break into this place? No wonder Zheng Haoran would fight.

This is a place that only the people of the Shadow Clan can enter, not only an excellent place to cultivate, but also an honor that only belongs to the Zheng clan. This group of discontented fellows, being able to let you cultivate in the ice field outside is already a great gift, and they still want to cultivate here?

For a while, the crowd was excited, and all eight people gathered around and stepped forward, standing behind Zheng Haoran, staring at the three of Jiuyou with cold faces.

Several powerful aura of the Yuanshen realm crushed over, although Yin Wu and Feng Lun were uneasy, but in the end, they were strong people in the late stage of the Yuanshen, and in the face of such a mighty situation, their faces did not change.

However, Jiuyou was not so lucky. was swept away by Zheng Haoran's move, and he was injured a little, and at this moment, in the face of such a huge breath, a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.

The expression was extremely miserable, only he knew that after this mouthful of blood was spit out, he suddenly relaxed, it was Zheng Haoran's black qi blocked in his chest just now, causing him to breathe unpleasantly. Now, with the vomiting of dirty blood, the internal injuries have been cured in disguise.

"You two are really useless. Jiuyou was not afraid of Zheng Haoran and the others, but he regretted entering this place with two wastes, and said in a cold voice.

"What are you talking about?" Feng Lun's face sank, Zheng Haoran scolded for a long time, he was already angry, the other party was the prince of the shadow world, he really didn't dare to say anything, but it was not Jiuyou's turn to scold him.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Feng Lun can see it. Obviously, Zheng Haoran and this kid are not dealing with each other, even if he has the Shadow Secret Technique, what is the use, facing Zheng Haoran, facing the entire Shadow Clan, is not an ant-like existence.

Immediately, Feng Lun's eyes flashed, and he thought about it, and scolded loudly, "What kind of thing are you?!How dare you talk to Lao Tzu like this?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Lun smiled flatteringly at Zheng Haoran with a dog's face. He understood that wanting to cultivate in the Land of Ice Heart was just a matter of Zheng Haoran's words, so he immediately abandoned the waste of Jiuyou and hugged Zheng Haoran's thigh instead.

Yin Wu frowned, but he didn't care about Feng Lun's posture. Even the most basic backbone of being a human being is gone, so it is better to die. Therefore, he finally chose to stand where he was, not helping Jiuyou deal with Zheng Haoran, but he would not hug Zheng Haoran's thigh shamelessly.

"Hehe, look at it, look at it. Zheng Haoran was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, pointed at Jiuyou, and then nodded at Feng Lun, the mockery on his face was fully revealed.

Several people behind him immediately laughed out loud, Feng Lun's face was blue and white for a while, and when he was embarrassed and ugly, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Jiuyou heard this, but he didn't say anything, he never put this young man in Tsing Yi in his eyes. only sneered in his heart, "You want to be someone's dog, but unfortunately people don't necessarily look down on you." ”

At that time, two waves of killing intent erupted, a cold light, and a shadow line suddenly shot.

Poof!

Two muffled sounds sounded, and Feng Lun couldn't care about wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

He looked down at the pierced chest in shock, and it was Zheng Haoran's arm that was suddenly pulled out of a bloody hole.

Feng Lun looked up at Zheng Haoran blankly, and asked with blood, "Why ......?"

"You are also worthy of being Lao Tzu's dog, just a waste!" Zheng Haoran sneered disapprerovingly.

He didn't even give Feng Lun a straight eye. He shook his arm violently, as if it had something disgusting on it, and showed a look of extreme disgust.

"Ahh!!h

Just when everyone thought that he was going to attack Zheng Haoran at the end of his life.

Suddenly!

He turned his head sharply and stared at Jiuyou, his eyes like a powerful ghost asking for his life, and even Yin Wu beside Jiuyou was taken aback.

What a terrible look this is! What a monstrous hatred that makes a person's eyes red, and the bepowering red is all made of blood.

Jiuyou raised his eyebrows, it was right that he made a move just now, but the shadow binding technique only played a limiting role, because he felt Zheng Haoran's killing intent. It just so happened that he also wanted to kill Feng Lun, so he came to help.

The real killer was Zheng Haoran's blow that pierced Feng Lun's chest with one hand and shattered his internal organs.

"Heh, waste. Jiuyou sneered, "I was afraid of the Shadow Clan until I died, and I didn't dare to make a move against Zheng Haoran, so did you choose me? Unfortunately, you underestimate me too much!"

Feng Lun's blow at the end of his life was killed, and the cold aura suddenly erupted, approaching the Nine Shadows.

The speed was extremely fast, and a sharp light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and even his tricks were not seen clearly, only when he felt that Jiuyou would definitely die.

Suddenly, a black curtain fell, forming a square screen wall of two people who could not be seen or touched.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Feng Lun's must-kill move finally appeared, and it turned out to be a thumb-sized high-concentration compressed fire bomb, which slammed into the screen wall.

"Break the sky!" Jiu You snorted coldly, and the mark in his hand shattered Feng Lun's last glimmer of hope.

His unwilling eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with a thud, unable to get up again.

After a while, the firelight disappeared, revealing the appearance of nine faint and standing. The huge flames that rose into the sky didn't hurt him in the slightest!

"Is that him?"

Five of the people behind Zheng Haoran happened to be the children of the Shadow Clan who met Jiuyou in the market that day. Seeing the familiar shadow binding technique, and happened to see the face of Jiuyou, he immediately thought of that day.

"Zheng Haoran, do you know him?" asked the purple-clothed young man.

"He?" Zheng Haoran raised his eyebrows, pointed at Jiuyou and asked rhetorically, seeing a few people nodding. Suddenly showed a sneer, knowing that what a few people were thinking in their hearts was nothing more than seeing that Jiuyou could perform the Shadow Binding Technique, but even if he told you, what did it matter!

"He's our great young patriarch!"

"What??"