"Yes, where is my father?" Shang Luoqi and the general also asked.

Xing Zhen was blunt: "I will never see you again."

As soon as the words finished, everyone was silent for a moment and the atmosphere was solemn.

Without waiting for everyone to continue asking questions, Xing Zhen stepped on the punishment and left instantly.

"I've left it to you." After leaving a sentence from afar, the figure disappeared.

"What are you looking at? Don't let Xing take risks." Ji Leng greeted and Shuai followed first.

The general finally stared at the desert rat with bad eyes: "What are you looking at? The Northern Wilderness worshippers do not contribute to the Northern Wilderness, be careful to be killed by the Heavenly Way."

The desert rat was extremely angry and cried out: "I can't live this day, and a seventh-level warrior dares to threaten me."

Even though I am unwilling to give up, I still have to follow.

As soon as everyone jumped up, they heard Xing Zhen’s cold voice.

"Listen to the desert rat, I will order you in the name of my master to stop everyone in the Northern Wilderness and not follow me."

"Xing Zhen, come back to me."

"Xing Zhen, do you want Qingyi anymore?"

"Brother Xing Zhen, bring a little slug."

"Damn Xing Zhen, don't bring me in the fight."

"What are you going to do if you are young?"

The people in the Northern Wilderness shouted, but the desert rats stopped him, and no one could break through the barrier of the powerful people in the upper fifth realm.

But Xing Zhen, one of them killed the army of the Northern Territory.

The powerful soul power dispersed, and immediately found the position of the powerful man in the fifth level in the Northern Wilderness and locked it.

At the same time, Beimang, the national teacher of the Northern Frontier, also felt Xing Zhen and took a young man to fight.

Seeing the black-clad black hat getting closer, Beimang smiled and said, "Your old friend in Qingyang Town is much stronger than you."

Song Xianzhe curled his lips, rubbed the decapitated knife in his hand, and said, "Sect Master, please kill him first. Leave the rest of the peers in the Northern Wilderness to me."

Beimang sighed: "Oh, the knife gate, all the knives I borrowed are shining, only your sword is covered with dust."

Song Xianzhe retorted: "I didn't give me a chance to take action, okay."

Beimang didn't care: "The new little guys from Beihuang are not weak, you may not be their opponents."

As the two were talking, Xing Zhen was approaching and gritted his teeth and asked angrily: "Song County Zhe, are you actually enemies of Uncle Shang?"

"So what? Do you care about what I like?" Song Xianzhe hid behind Beimang, not taking Xing Zhen seriously at all.

"I don't think you did anything to hurt Beihuang, I'm sorry Uncle Shang, and I'll leave now and don't blame me." Xing Zhen issued an ultimatum, and he still planned to let Song Xianzhe have a way out.

"Haha." Song Xianzhe sneered: "You are a cultivator in the fifth level and want to show off your power in front of the leader of the Xiedao Sect."

"First think about whether you are alive or not."

Beimang, who was ignored, was not angry at all. He also felt that the punishment was really unusual and whispered: "Your master is here to pick you up, you can retreat first."

At this time, a figure emerged below, which was the man who was the blacksmith shop that made Song Xianzhe difficult for the blacksmith shop.

Song Xianzhe licked his lips: "Okay, the last time he attacked Su Qingyi, he will definitely succeed next time."

"Buzz" a red sword aura stormed out, and the man who had just risen was instantly cut in half.

"Junior, I'm looking for death." Beimang was furious.

"Buzzing" Jian Gang shot out four channels in his breath as if he didn't want money.

Beimang didn't know that the punishment could only explode once, but was also surprised by the strength of the punishment.

"Is it a magic weapon? How many times can the artifacts explode in the fifth realm? It should be almost the same." As he guessed in his mind, a knife in Beimang's hand appeared.

Although semi-divine artifacts are not as domineering as magical artifacts, controlling semi-divine artifacts at the top of the fifth realm is another matter.

"Om..." Without giving Beimang half-artifact a chance to play, Xing Zhen held the punishment in his hand and continued to explode.

In the blink of an eye, five sword auras shot out again.

It seems like the sword energy that splits the heaven and earth are closely connected, as if condensed together.

The semi-artifacts of Beimang and Beimang are cut off under the sword aura, and the ones that should be cut off.

As for Song Xianzhe, when the third sword aura erupted, it was shattered by the remaining power.
Chapter completed!