"Hum
Seeing this, Qin Zongheng's eyes turned. With his right hand, the surface of the lake, hundreds of feet around, collapsed in an instant, and the ice crumbs scattered all over the sky.
Looking at it again, we can see that it is dead and quiet within a few hundred feet, and there is no life at all. All the creatures are turned into ice fragments and scattered in the air.
"Congratulations to master, congratulations to master, great achievement --"
In a flash, they reappeared on the top of the snow mountain where Qin Zongheng was sitting. Everything before was like a dream, so unreal and so ethereal.
Bian Haixiang was stunned for a long time before he recovered from his previous shock. He bowed down respectfully, with a devout, respectful face.
"Hum, God of the army, long Qianzhang. I, Qin Zongheng, have achieved great success in killing. Let me return to China again and learn from your God of the army."
Qin Zongheng stands on the precipice and dangerous peak. His black robe is blowing by the strong wind on the top of the mountain. His whole body is soaring into the sky. It seems that he wants to suppress the whole world.
Qin Zongheng looked arrogant and full of strong self-confidence. His killing moves, which had been practiced for more than 20 years, were finally successful.
He believes that when he returns to China after many years, he will make a comeback and truly be invincible in the world. He will wipe out all the humiliations he left in China 21 years ago and revive the power of the burning gate!
In this regard, Bian Haixiang is still standing on Qin Zongheng's side respectfully.
His mouth was open and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back again. It was obvious that he was afraid.
"I also think that you are the chief disciple of Qin Zongheng. If you want to say something, just say it. There is no need to hide it in front of me..."
Between the words, Qin Zongheng's eyes were still far away, not looking at Bian Haixiang behind him, but he had a thorough insight into what he was thinking at the moment.
"Master..."
After seeing that Qin Zongheng said so, Bian Haixiang did not have any worries. He said so directly.
"Now that you are in China again, I wonder if you can deal with the young master who killed younger martial brother Chu?"
Qin Zongheng couldn't deny it. He laughed wildly on his back and said.
"I, Qin Zongheng, have always followed the principle that words must be done and deeds must be fruitful since I practiced martial arts."
"Not to mention that such a young man, who had already stepped into the realm of the venerable in his weak years, naturally, I would like to see him."
Although Qin Zongheng is smiling now, his words are full of bitterness and bitterness.
"Master, this young master, Jiangnan, Master Zhang, just killed a man a few days ago..."
Bian Haixiang's eyes twinkled for a moment. It was obvious that he was more or less afraid.
"Oh?"
Qin Zongheng turned around and saw the color of eggs on the face of his eldest disciple. He was very interested and said.
"Listen to what you say, I want to know who the young man killed again. How can you be afraid of that?"
"I don't think this person is an ordinary person..."