It is covered with beacon fire, wolf smoke and knife marks and sword holes.
Take a look from a distance.
I felt a strong breath of time coming to my face.
Very thick.
It's mind-blowing.
at this time.
This originally prosperous town was filled with a chilling atmosphere.
Groups of soldiers were stationed on the city wall.
Wearing armor.
Holding a long knife in hand.
The cold light sparkled.
Murderous.
besides.
There are also many saints and saint-king level experts sitting in the small town.
Send out groups of troops.
Search in all directions.
Want to find the murderer who destroyed the Tianpeng tribe's ancestral land.
When Zhuang Fan arrived.
I happened to see several groups of people leaving Yunzhong City.
Rush to somewhere else.
"It seems that the Tianpeng tribe has spent a lot of money this time to catch the person who smashed their ancestral graves. Unfortunately, no matter how hard these people try, they can't imagine that I will kill them in return."
He glanced coldly at the groups of people walking away.
A fierce look flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes
then.?
A foot-stepping getaway.
The figure is like electricity.
It seemed as if it was about to turn into a line of blue smoke.
Fly to Cloud City.
After some cross-examination.
Zhuang Fan walked into Yunzhong City calmly.
The soldiers responsible for the interrogation were not very advanced and could not see through the secret technique he used to change the world.
Time is passing quickly.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhuang Fan walked around the street a few times.
I heard people whispering around me.
I finally found out where the saints and saint kings of the Tianpeng tribe sit.
immediately.
He walked towards the Zuihuang Tower in the city.
Zuihuanglou is a very famous restaurant.
Even though it's in a small town.
But even from a big clan like the Tianpeng clan, there are always powerful people here to have a few drinks.
Just because the Baihua Wine they sell here is not only full of spiritual energy and mellow in aroma, but it can even make an emperor drunk.
?at this time.
Although there are saints and saint kings from the Tianpeng tribe sitting in Zuihuang Tower, the restaurant is still doing business.
People come and go.
There is an endless stream.
Zhuang Fan followed the surging flow of people and walked into the restaurant.
I followed the waiter to a quieter corner and sat down.
I ordered a bottle of wine and some specialty side dishes.
He ate without caring about himself.
At the same time, he also looked at the surrounding environment.
I'm thinking about taking action later.
How can we prevent the powerful Tianpeng tribe from counterattacking on the verge of death?
Catch all those people in one fell swoop.
"Brothers, have you heard that the Tianpeng tribe went to war this time, mobilized so many people, and blocked the surrounding cities, all just to find a young man."
"Young man? What did he do that actually triggered so many strong men from the Tianpeng tribe to go out? Could it be that he dug up the ancestral graves of the Tianpeng tribe?"
"I really made you guess. This young man really dug up the Tianpeng clan's ancestral graves, and even flattened the entire graveyard.
That’s why the Tianpeng tribe is so angry and wants to catch the murderer at all costs and kill him to protect the face of their tribe.”
"With so many strong men still unable to capture a young man, I think the Tianpeng clan's face will only be lost more and more."
"..."
The diners around were whispering.
Full of curiosity about the people who touch the Tianpeng tribe.
I don’t know what kind of young man he is, but he doesn’t care so much about the majesty the Tianpeng clan has accumulated over time.
They directly smashed their ancestral graves.
And he was able to stay alive for so long while being chased by so many strong men.
He is simply a god-like existence.
It's so shocking.
"I didn't expect that smashing the Tianpeng clan's ancestral tomb would have such a huge impact. Even people in the small town were talking about it. It seems that the Tianpeng clan will definitely lose their face this time and completely become a bastard among all races.
laughing stock."
Zhuang Fan took a sip of wine.
Touching his chin.
I thought in my heart.
A powerful clan like the Tianpeng clan, whose eyes are higher than the top and who are aloof.
It might not be a big deal to actually kill a few of them.
But if they throw their face on the ground and rub it hard, it will definitely hurt them to the bone.
This time not only were their ancestral graves dug up.
They also want to kill all the searchers they sent out.
Use this loud and crisp big-eared scraper and slap it hard on the face of the Tianpeng tribe.
"Xiaoer, let me ask you something. Do you know which room the Tianpeng tribe's saint and saint king are in? I have important information to tell them."
Put down the glass.
Zhuang Fan called the waiter.
He took out a Wanjie Stone from his arms.
Throw it to him.
He asked slowly.
"Sir, the adults of the Tianpeng clan are all in the Tianzihao box upstairs. If you have anything, I can help you report it."
Looking at the Wanjie Stone in his hand.
The waiter's smile almost reached the base of his ears.
He told the information he knew very diligently.
He also asked Zhuang Fan if he wanted to report it on his behalf.
"There's no need for Tongzi. I'll go up directly. Anyway, I'm very familiar with the adults inside."
Said.
Zhuang Fan took out another Myriad Realm Stone and threw it to the waiter.
Then he got up and walked upstairs.
It didn't take long.
We arrived at the Tianzihao box.
I saw two soldiers wearing armor and carrying swords at their waists standing on both sides of the door.
His sharp eyes were like those of an eagle.
A strong evil spirit flowed from his body.
Like two killing gods.
"This is a private room reserved by the Tianpeng tribe. No one else can come near, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Looking at Zhuang Fan who suddenly appeared and walked towards the box.
The two soldiers guarding the door immediately scolded him.
at the same time.
One hand was placed on the handle of the knife.
A strong murderous aura flowed from his body.
They moved toward Zhuang Fan to suppress him.
"You are ruthless under the knife? How dare you two little fishes and shrimps dare to threaten me? You are looking for death!"
A chill flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.
Two sword energy popped out from his fingers.?
Like two peerless swords.
It exudes an extremely fierce aura.
It instantly pierced the heads of two soldiers.
"Poof! Poof!"
The sound of two flesh being torn apart was heard.
The two soldiers' bodies instantly lost all vitality.
Like mud.
Fell to the ground.
Just based on their strength.
He is no match for Zhuang Fan at all.
His life was directly harvested.
"Bang!"
Immediately afterwards.
Zhuang Fan came to the box door.
Lift your right foot.
Kicked him hard.
The terrifying power that exploded.
He kicked the door into pieces.
Turned into pieces.
Shooting in all directions.
It caused a piercing roar in the air.
It immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the box.
They all raised their heads and turned their eyes to the door.
I saw a man with a black hood on his head and a long sword walking in carelessly.
Directly blocking the door.
He said extremely arrogantly: "Listen to me, the Tianpeng tribe's bitch. If you know your identity, hand over all the treasures, magic weapons, and valuables you have on you. If you dare to say even half a word, I will hack you to death."