The sky was dark, and the wind and snow blocked the view, and it was almost impossible to see the five fingers, and in such bad weather, even those who had lived in the ice field for a long time could only hide in the house honestly.

Qin Yue walked slowly in a black robe, completely blending in with the surrounding sky.

Wang Hezi's place is not difficult to find, this guy has the monk of the Silent Annihilation Temple as a backer, and his actions are becoming more and more rampant, and he openly builds a village.

The village is not far from Liuyun Village, if you don't get lost in the wind and snow, you can walk for a quarter of an hour.

......

At the entrance of the Tianwang Village, the two night watchmen yawned at each other, full of sleepiness.

"Brother, it's snowy, why don't you go back to sleep? It's too cold outside. ”

"You don't want to die, if you let the boss know, we won't have any good fruit to eat!"

"On such a snowy day, even the veterans of scorpion hunting don't dare to go out, brother, don't think about it, why have you been running in the ice field for all these years, and those who dare to run out in this weather are frozen to death in the ground, if you don't go back, I can go back to sleep, ah~ Trapped me. ”

With that, the guard yawned and walked back.

“...... This kid"

The guards who stayed there smiled and muttered, but still looked around with a strong spirit.

"Huh?"

The guard rubbed his eyes and found that there seemed to be a dark shadow moving slowly not far away, such a dark night, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see it at all.

But with a flick of his spirit, the black shadow disappeared.

"Am I mistaken?"

The guard shook his head and muttered to himself.

Sou!

A cold wind blew, and the guards felt that the cold hairs on their bodies exploded, and goosebumps stood up.

"What ......"

The word "human" was still in his mouth, and a fine iron mask suddenly appeared in the guard's eyes, and the cold eyes under the mask......

Blood splattered, and even the flying snow was dyed crimson.

Qin Yue shook off the blood on his sword, returned the long sword to its sheath, and looked at the simple small houses made of cold wood in the village.

As soon as his body moved, Qin Yue's whole person disappeared on the sentry tower like a ghost.

......

In the wooden house at the back of the stockade, the silent monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked around suspiciously.

As long as the kung fu is deep to a certain extent, it will produce a strange intuition, also known as the eye of heaven, although the eye of heaven is not as mysterious as it is said in the world, but it also has the strange effect of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

Now the silent monk's heart throbbed for no reason, and it was the eye of heaven.

Walking out of the house, the silent monk looked around, his heart sank suddenly, the surroundings were too quiet, in the past, when these rough people slept, there was no snoring that shook the sky, even if it could be heard clearly through the wall, but now it was quiet and a little weird.

Pushing open the door of the wooden house next door, the silent monk looked at the minions lying on the bed and cautiously approached the past.

However, before it could get close, a vague smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils.

Zheng!

The sword breaks through the sky, and the enemy is beheaded!

Silent felt that the pores all over his body were open, and almost subconsciously stomped his feet, and the huge force of his whole body was ejected like a cannonball without restraint.

Rumble!

The wooden house collapsed with a bang under the collision of the silent monk.

The silent monk who had escaped death gasped for breath and looked at the collapsed ruins, terrified.

The sword light flashed again, and the cold wood of the northern plain, which was as solid as gold and iron, was cut into several sections, and the sword momentum was inexhaustible, and it slashed straight towards the silent monk.

"It's you!"

The silent monk looked at the familiar iron face in front of him, his eyes were split, he didn't expect that he hadn't done it yet, and people actually came to the door first.

Qin Yue was silent, not at all worried that he had been exposed, the sword in his hand was steady and decisive, and he still slashed towards the silent monk impartially.

"Too much deception!"

The silent monk roared, his muscles and flesh were knotted, and the whole person seemed to be a little taller, and his arms were like two iron tongs clamping the long sword with his empty hands into the white blade.

The sword was full of light, sonorous and sonorous slashing on the arm of the silent monk, leaving a series of fine wounds, if someone else came to pick it up, I am afraid it would be caught, and it would be dismantled by this four-shot sword.

Qin Yue tugged at the sword in his hand and found that it was caught so tightly that he couldn't pull it out at all.

Jing Mo clutched the long sword in his hand tightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a cruel smile: "I want to see what kind of murder a swordsman can do without a sword!"

At this moment, a figure not far away flashed out, it was Wang Haozi, holding a majestic long knife in his hand, scolding and scolding.

"I thought it was a thief who dared to break into my Tianwang Village, it turned out to be you!

The silent monk was speechless for a while, he had already noticed that someone was hiding on the side, but he didn't know that it was Wang Hezi, just now when the long sword crossed the sky, he didn't come to help, and now that the sword was in his hand, he knew that he was screaming.

But before Wang Haozi could walk in, Qin Yue let go of the long sword in his hand, and pointed into a thorn, stabbing it into the heart of the silent monk......

Burst.

Blood spurted out wildly, and even a few drops were sprinkled on Wang Haozi's face.

The silent monk was a little stunned as he watched Qin Yue's entire palm sink into his chest, and muttered in disbelief:

"How could it be...... How could my Arhat golden body ......"

Qin Yue obviously didn't have the patience to listen to him, and he pulled out his palm with a pop.

The silent monk straightened up and fell, and the blood gushing out of his chest was steaming, staining the surrounding snow scarlet.

Wang Haozi was stunned with a long knife, and it took a while to react, and he screamed so much that he spread his feet and ran away.

Qin Yue was about to chase after him, when he suddenly looked at the small wooden house at the back of the stockade, his eyes full of solemnity.

Click.

Strange voices rang out, from far and near.

An ice-blue scorpion suddenly jumped out of the snow, shook its head and ran towards the cabin.

Another blue scorpion jumped out, followed by a third, a fourth, and a fifth...... Hundreds of ice-blue scorpions jumped out of the snow, waving the pincers in their hands, majestic.

And there seemed to be something special about the huts in the stockade, and the dense waves of scorpions rushed straight towards the hut.

Wang Haozi, who was still running, couldn't help but stop, looking at the scorpions all over the ground, his eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself:

"Rich, rich, so many ice and snow scorpions, it's enough to buy the whole village. ”

Qin Yue flew onto the beam of the house and stared at the wooden house tightly, wanting to see what was in the wooden house.

After a while, all the scorpions poured into the wooden house, which really made people wonder how such a small wooden house could accommodate so many ice and snow scorpions.

Puff, puff.

There was a strange heartbeat in the wooden house, and it was like a war drum, and everyone's hearts were beating after it.

Suddenly, the beating stopped.

"Hahahaha! Senior brother, I have already comprehended the Ten Thousand Vehicles of Silence!

A strong voice broke through the sky, as if even the clouds in the sky had been washed away.