Chapter 522: Defeating the Enemy in Three Steps (Part I)

The weather in the Eastern Regions is much colder than in the Southern Regions, with snowflakes floating in the sky and biting winds. Especially in this area, the air is so low that the hot breath can turn into ice slag, even the body of a cultivator can't withstand this cold wind, because this place is the closest place to the snowy region.

The Snowy Region is a well-known area in the Eastern Regions, which has been shrouded in ice and snow all year round since ancient times, and the vast snowfields are tens of thousands of miles away. However, this snowy region is not named after this, but the existence of a powerful race in the snowy region, the Snow Clan.

Although the Snow Clan does not come out of the Snow Mountain all year round and rarely walks around in the outside world, the mention of the prestige of the Snow Clan makes many people fearful, this is a mysterious and powerful race. There are very few people in the Snow Clan, but everyone is a leader, and they are all talent-level figures in the entire Eastern Regions.

Zhuge Buliang was dressed in a black robe, pressing the cloak very low, and at this moment in front of him was a city covered in silver, in the snowy region, this city exuded a dreamlike atmosphere, like a bunker in a fairy tale.

"Illusory Snow Domain....." Zhuge Buliang looked up at the three big characters on the city gate, and grinned: "The name of this city is really ..... unique style. ”

While speaking, Zhuge Buliang walked into the silver-white city in front of him. This is the place where the snow region enters the customs, so it can't be considered the scope of the snow clan's control. There were many cultivators from the Eastern Regions coming and going in the city, and in comparison, the people in this Illusory Snow Region were much rarer than some other big cities, perhaps because of the environment here.

Zhuge Buliang walked on the snowy streets in a black robe, his feet on the ground and made a creaking sound, he tried his best to hide his breath very ordinary, mixed in the flow of people, unnoticed.

It has been nearly half a year since the last battle in Zhuxian City, and these days, Zhuge Buliang has been wandering aimlessly in the Eastern Regions, and unconsciously, he has come to the control zone of the Snow Clan.

A graceful figure dressed in blue appeared in Zhuge Buliang's mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but withdraw a sneer.

He pulled the cloak off his head and turned and entered a tavern. This cloak is extraordinary, it can perfectly conceal his breath, and it was obtained by Zhuge Buliang when he passed through a big city, just in time for an auction event.

There weren't many people in the tavern, just four or five tables of people bowing their heads and talking.

Zhuge Buliang casually found a table and sat down, and a young man dressed as a guy came up and said with a smile: "What is this adult coming?"

"What do you have here?" said Zhuge Buliang bowed his head.

The guy was stunned, and then said: "It seems that this adult is from out of town, who from the Phantom Snow Region doesn't know that the soju in our store is famous, do you want to come to a furnace to try it?"

"Good. ”

The man left, and soon brought a hot stove, in which boiling water boiled, and about four or five bamboo tubes were soaked in boiling water. The guy casually put the quilt in front of Zhuge Buliang, fished out a bamboo tube from the water, and as soon as the bamboo tube lid was opened, the wine was immediately fragrant, and Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but be in good spirits.

"Adults use slowly. The guy said hello and left.

Zhuge Buliang took a glass of wine and drank it all, the wine was mellow, and he felt a warm current in his heart. Drinking such a cup of shochu in this kind of weather is meaningful.

It was snowy outside, but it was warm in the tavern, and the air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine.

Suddenly, a cold wind hit, and the door of the tavern was pushed open, only to see a burly man walk in, the man had shoulder-length long hair covering half of his cheeks, and he was carrying a huge scroll behind his back, pretending to look a little weird.

The man glanced around with cold eyes, and finally found an empty table and sat down, and the man in the tavern immediately greeted him.

"What is this grown-in-law?"

"What do you have here?"

"Hehe, this adult is also from out of town, who doesn't know that the soju in our store is famous, do you want to come to a furnace to try it?"

"Good. ”

As soon as the guy made the introduction of the sign, he left. The man sat silently at the table, his eyes slightly closed, and the whole person exuded a lonely atmosphere, as if he was in the outside world, separated from this world and the world.

Zhuge Buliang's heart moved slightly, but he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in this place where birds don't. He glanced at the huge scroll behind the man's back. If I am not mistaken, the name of this magic weapon should be called "Ancient God Soldier Spectrum", which contains hundreds of weapons, each of which is an ancient murderer.

As if sensing Zhuge Buliang's gaze, the man opened his eyes and glanced at Zhuge Buliang.

Under the cloak, Zhuge Buliang smiled, raised a glass of wine towards the man, and then drank it all.

The man was slightly stunned by Zhuge Buliang's strange behavior, because Zhuge Buliang was shrouded in a black cloak at the moment, and his breath was also hidden, so the man did not recognize him.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door of the tavern was slammed open again by a strong force, and the cold wind blew in, only to see three figures break in. Among the three people, there are two men and one woman, but they are all silver-white hair, but the woman in the middle, between the silver-white hair, there are still strands of long water-blue hair, the delicate face has a faint cold atmosphere, ice muscles and snow bones, and the exquisite body is wrapped in a water-blue long skirt to the fullest.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the air in the tavern suddenly became much colder.

"Snow Clan!" several other cultivators in the tavern exclaimed.

The Snow Clan is very famous in this place, and when they saw the cultivators of the Snow Clan, several cultivators in the tavern who were pushing the cups and changing the lamps suddenly changed color.

The middle man and the owner of the tavern also hurried to greet him.

"What are the lords of the Snow Clan doing?" said the old Ben with a nodding head.

The woman at the head glanced at the boss with cold eyes, and said, "You are the owner of the tavern, right, all the losses of your tavern today are all the responsibility of my Snow Clan." ”

"Huh?" the boss and the guy were stunned.

The woman obviously had something to say, and several other cultivators in the tavern could hear it, and immediately left the tavern in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, only the owner, the guy and the man, and ...... were left in the tavern Zhuge is not bright.

Zhuge Buliang would not think that the Snow Clan was here to trouble him, he hid himself very well, and he should not be discovered by the Snow Clan. In the end, Zhuge Buliang fixed his gaze on the man opposite.

"Stand down. The woman said coldly.

The boss and the guy looked at each other in embarrassment, but due to the coercion of the Snow Clan, they could only compromise helplessly and obediently retreat.

At this time, a young man next to the woman saw that Zhuge was not bright, and said in an unkind tone: "My Snow Clan is here to do business, please change places to drink." ”

The voice was cold, threatening. But Zhuge Buliang was still unmoved, slowly poured a cup and smacked it on the side of his mouth.

"I, the Snow Clan, have come here on business, please change places to drink. The young man raised his voice.

But the latter remained unmoved.

Even the man glanced at Zhuge Buliang in some surprise.

"You...... Are you deaf!?" the young man of the Snow Clan was in a hurry, and he was about to walk towards Zhuge Buliang. But he was grabbed by the woman and shook her head at him.

The young man of the Snow Clan could only glare at Zhuge Buliang viciously, in this area, no one dared to be so rude to their Snow Clan.

The woman of the Snow Clan glanced at Zhuge Buliang, walked up to the man by herself, and said, "Kurosawa, do you really think you can escape from the snowy region?

Suddenly, the temperature of the tavern dropped again, and even the tables and chairs were covered with a layer of frost.

The flames in the furnace in front of Zhuge Buliang were also quickly extinguished, and only a little spark was left beating. Zhuge Buliang waved his hand, the cold air swept away, and the vigorous flames danced in the furnace again.

The three Snow Clan cultivators surrounded Kurosawa, and with the three of them as the center, the cold aura spread rapidly.

Kurosawa slowly stood up and said, "It's just the three of you, and you want to keep me too?"

As he spoke, the ancient scroll behind him unfolded, and in an instant, there were thousands of colors in the tavern, but there was a sudden smell of killing in the air.

In the ancient scroll, there were hundreds of weapons. Kurosawa casually pulled out a long purple knife, and a purple dragon could be faintly seen swirling around the blade.

"Boom!"

A powerful aura erupted, and under this aura, the tavern was wiped out and turned into ruins, and the three Snow Clan cultivators were also blasted away by this aura. The entire tavern fell into ruin in an instant. However, the place where Zhuge Buliang was located was still intact, and the tables, chairs and benches were not injured in the slightest.

"Anyway, I've killed so many people in the Snow Clan, it's nothing more than three more lives. Kurosawa's hair was messy, and two fierce lights shot out of his pupils.

At the same time, three Snow Clan cultivators rose into the sky, and the wind and snow flew in the sky, mixed with a little ice crystal. Every time an ice crystal falls, a large curtain of ice is formed, freezing the air.

"Slash!"

Kurosawa roared, and the purple long knife in his hand slashed out horizontally, and a purple sword could be seen at a glance, sweeping away all those ice crystals.

He rose into the sky and rushed towards the woman of the Snow Clan who was at the head of him, and the long knife went straight to the woman's snow-white neck.

The woman's hands were sealed, her long silver-blue hair stood upside down, and between her eyebrows, a little blue light lit up. With her body as the center, layers of ice curtains condensed, freezing the space.

"Shattered!"

Kurosawa slashed down, his sword bursting into flames, shattering the ice curtain that had spread.

At this time, the other two cultivators of the Snow Clan had also been killed, and an ice-blue spear was condensed in their hands, piercing out one after another.