Just ask, what do these earthly practitioners compare with such krypton players as Zhang Xiaofan?!

Even, it's no exaggeration to say that all the practitioners in the world are not qualified to carry shoes for Zhang Xiaofan!

"Well, I'll leave it to you for the time being. I've been here for almost half a month, and I'm more or less bored."

For Zhang Xiaofan's words, Shao Wenqiang naturally dare not raise any objection, can only be honest and obedient to complete.

However, when he straightened his waist and raised his head, he saw that it was empty in front of him, and there was no shadow of Zhang Xiaofan.

"It's easy to come and go. It's like being in a state of no one. Master Zhang, what a profound state he has reached now!"

Thinking of this, Shao Wenqiang felt his heart trembled and could not speak for a long time.

The wilderness of West Siberia——

At this time, we have come to December, when the West Siberian great plain is in the middle of winter. Everywhere we can see is a vast white world!

However, in this vast white world, there is a cave that is out of place with other places in the West Siberian plain.

Because the snow here is much looser than other places, and even the thickness of the ice is much thinner.

At this time, in the white world on this side, a red figure suddenly appeared.

This inverted red figure, so fast from far and near toward this side from the distance.

At the same time, the outline of his body became clearer as he approached this side.

I saw a middle-aged man rushing towards the cave. His face should be about 40 years old.

This man looks very rough and crazy. He is 185cm tall.

His fists are more like two casseroles. They are much bigger than ordinary people. Each knuckle has a thick layer of calluses. Even if you don't try them yourself, you can imagine the terrible power of these iron fists.

In this vast white world of ice and snow, he was only wearing a very thin gray windbreaker.

In the process of high-speed attack, the windbreaker on the man's body was blown by the howling cold wind, but there was no cold feeling on his face.

If you look at her carefully, you will find that there is a circle of Qi around her, which is surging all the time, swimming up and down her body, between her four limbs and bones.

Although the middle-aged man seems to be walking on the snow, he is actually walking like flying. He only left a very shallow, very light footprint on the snow, and quickly approached the cave which seems to be incompatible with the polar ice.

"Master, disciple Bian Haixiang, please see me!"

When the middle-aged man came to the cave, he knelt down on one knee, raised his hands over his head, and looked respectful. What he said spread around, which contained the power of Zhenyuan.

"Bian Haixiang, since you are here, please come in and talk!!"