Chapter 3613

"Is Zhuo Wen sure it's in Sanqing street?"

Bing Hui's eyes were proud, his hands on his back, looked directly at Sanqing street and asked Wu Taiji.

Wu Taiji lowered his head, came to Binghui and said respectfully, "it's absolutely true!"

"My men saw that Zhuo Wen entered Sanqing street with their own eyes. They haven't come out yet!"

Binghui nodded and walked slowly towards the interior of Sanqing street.

Wu Taiji and an alien army followed closely.

"Sanqing Street manager, Sanqing Taoist, see Lord Binghui!"

Binghui didn't go far. At the front of the street, there was a neutral voice.

Soon they were in front of Sanqing street and saw Sanqing Taoist coming up with a group of monks on Sanqing street.

Sanqing took the lead, kept a distance from Binghui, arched his hands and saluted Binghui.

Binghui's eyes were indifferent and said faintly, "Sanqing, do you know the crime?"

Sanqing suddenly lowered his head and said, "Lord Binghui, I don't understand what you mean!"

Bang!

Sanqing just finished, a force suddenly swept over, and then the ground under Sanqing's feet burst open.

A huge ice crystal palm broke through the earth, grabbed Sanqing in his hand and held it in mid air.

Pooh!

Sanqing vomited a mouthful of blood and his eyes were shocked and angry.

He didn't expect that Binghui would do it to him without saying anything.

"Master!"

Lianmeng and the Taoist boy changed their faces and hurriedly approached the ice hand.

But the cold sent out by the ice hand was very terrible. As soon as they got close, they were attacked by the cold immediately, and their hands and feet began to be frozen into ice.

Fortunately, the black king responded in time and pulled them out, looking very dignified.

Although he was the fourth peak of cultivation, he still felt a breath of death in the ice hand.

He knew very well that if he was caught by the ice hand, he would only end up worse than Sanqing.

Many monks in Sanqing street, who followed, all changed their faces and stepped back involuntarily.

Their eyes were filled with horror.

It's too strong that Sanqing, the strongest person in Tongtian secret territory, was defeated by this person with one hand.

They Sanqing street, who else can fight one of them!

In contrast, Wu Taiji and others looked more and more in awe.

"Interesting? You're hurt! No wonder you're so vulnerable!"

Bing Hui looked at Sanqing more and was quite surprised, but soon calmed down and continued: "I heard that Zhuo Wen is on your Sanqing street. Hand over that Zhuo Wen. I won't embarrass you on Sanqing street!"

Once this remark was made, the whole monk of Sanqing street was in an uproar.

"This man broke into our Sanqing street because of Zhuo Wen? Damn it, Zhuo Wen is a villain? He actually did harm to our Sanqing street!"

"What about Zhuo Wen? He's responsible for everything. Why don't we carry the pot and get out!"

“……”

Many monks in Sanqing Street are making fun of them. They angrily let Zhuo Wen get out and don't harm them in Sanqing street.

Among the crowd, Wai Tianhan, MI Jinwen and Tang Taihong frowned slightly. They looked at each other and kept silent.

All three of them knew that Zhuo Wen had gone to Sanqing palace, but Zhuo Wen was kind to them, so they couldn't poke Zhuo Wen out now.

"I know where Zhuo Wen is? I know!"

Suddenly, in the crowd, someone suddenly spoke.

Suddenly, the noise of monks in Sanqing street was silent, and their eyes fell on the talking monk.

Even Bing Hui looked at the speaker with great interest.

This is a middle-aged man with dark eyes. His breath is not strong. It is probably the first failing cultivation.

At the moment, being stared at by the crowd, he looked a little pale and didn't know what to say.

"Come here!"

Binghui waved to the man and said faintly.

The middle-aged man turned pale, showing hesitation, and finally went to Binghui.

"Where's Zhuo Wen?" Bing Hui asked when the middle-aged man walked in.

"He... He's on Sanqing mountain! At the exit of Sanqing street, I saw Rao Tianhan, MI Jinwen and Tang Taihong coming back with that Zhuo Wen. Later, he followed Sanqing Taoist to Sanqing mountain." the middle-aged man said shivering.

As soon as these words came out, the three people in the crowd turned pale. They secretly screamed bad in their hearts and began to retreat secretly and plan to evacuate.

They know that if this person confesses them, Binghui will find them.

"Oh? Sanqing, you old man, really disobeyed me by serving Yin and Yang! Knowing that we were looking for Zhuo Wen, you not only didn't report it, but also took him to Sanqing mountain and treated me as a fool?"

Binghui raised his eyes and looked at Sanqing coldly. The ice hand squeezed tightly. Sanqing immediately gave a miserable howl, and his body was dripping with blood.

After a battle with Zhuo Wen, his injury was too serious to play his strength.

Now it's a soft persimmon. Binghui can pinch it as he wants.

"And the people in your mouth who are Rao Tianhan, MI Jinwen and Tang Taihong? How dare you contact that Zhuo Wen? This is looking for death!"

Binghui said, his eyes fell on the people in Sanqing street, and their hearts were cold.

"Here! Rao Tianhan, MI Jinwen and Tang Taihong are all here!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly opened his mouth, and then three streamers swept out of the crowd and flew away in the distance.

However, the three streamers haven't swept far. Another ice hand broke through the ground, grabbed them accurately and squeezed them in the palm of his hand.

When the ice hand was released again, three ice sculptures were placed in the palm of his hand.

Looking carefully, this ice sculpture is the face of Rao Tianhan, MI Jinwen and Tang Taihong.

"Wu Taiji, follow me to Sanqing mountain!"

Binghui said and walked slowly towards the front. The target was Sanqing mountain in the distance.

Wherever Bing Hui passed, the monks in Sanqing Street automatically gave way to a road and looked at Bing Hui in horror.

Wu Taiji and the three ancestors of Nine Tailed Fox, moon wolf and giant turtle followed closely.

"Take all the friars in Sanqing street to Sanqing mountain and wait for Lord Binghui later."

Wu Taiji gave a voice to a witch general. After Bing Hui and others walked out of the range of monks in Sanqing street, they commanded the alien army and pressed the people in Sanqing street to follow.

The black king silently protected Lianmeng and the little Taoist boy. He was silent and just followed.

Both Binghui and Wu Taiji have noticed him for a long time, but they haven't done anything.

The black king did not dare to escape. Once he escaped, Wu Taiji would take him first without Bing Hui's hand.

Originally, the black king intended to release Sanqing from the ice hand, but he had tried before. With his strength, he could not break the ice hand at all. He could only watch Sanqing imprisoned by the ice hand.

At the foot of the mountain, the green hair mummy naturally saw a group of people such as Binghui.

"Shit, why is this Binghui so terrible! I have to go back to Sanqing palace and inform the master immediately!"

The green haired corpse looked dignified and hurried back to the Sanqing palace.