"Are you sure Zhuo Wen is here on Sanqing Street?"
Bing Hui's eyes were arrogant, he put his hands behind his back, looked directly at Sanqing Street, and asked Wu Taiji.
Wu Taiji lowered his head, came to Binghui's side, and said respectfully: "It's absolutely true!"
"My men saw Zhuo Wen entering Sanqing Street with their own eyes, but he has not come out yet!"
Bing Hui nodded and walked slowly towards the inside of Sanqing Street.
Wu Taiji and a large number of foreign troops followed closely behind.
"Sanqing Taoist manager of Sanqing Street, please see Lord Binghui!"
Binghui hadn't gone far when a powerful voice came from the front of the street.
Soon they were in front of Sanqing Street and saw Sanqing Taoist leading a group of monks from Sanqing Street walking towards them.
Sanqing took the lead, keeping a distance from Binghui, arching his hands, and bowed to Binghui.
Bing Hui's eyes were indifferent and he said calmly: "Sanqing, do you know your sin?"
Sanqing felt something in his heart, lowered his head and said, "Lord Binghui, I don't understand what you mean!"
boom!
As soon as Sanqing finished speaking, a force suddenly swept over him, and then, the ground beneath Sanqing's feet suddenly cracked.
A huge ice crystal palm burst out of the ground, grabbed Sanqing in his hand, and held him up in the air.
Poof!
Sanqing spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with shock and anger.
He didn't expect Binghui to attack him without saying anything.
"master!"
Lianmeng, the little Taoist boy's face changed drastically, and he quickly approached the ice hand.
But the cold air emitted by the ice hand was extremely terrifying. As soon as the two of them got close, they were immediately attacked by the cold air, and their hands and feet began to freeze into ice cubes.
Fortunately, the Black King reacted in time and pulled the two of them out, looking extremely solemn.
Although he was at the fourth peak of his cultivation, he still felt the aura of death in this ice hand.
He knew very well that if he was caught by this ice hand, he would probably end up worse than Sanqing.
The faces of many monks from Sanqing Street who followed them all changed drastically, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.
Their eyes were full of horror.
The strongest person in Tongtian Secret Realm, Sanqing, was defeated by this person with just one hand. This is too strong.
Who else can fight with them in Sanqing Street!
On the other hand, Wu Taiji and the others' eyes became more and more awed.
"Interesting? You are actually injured! No wonder you are so vulnerable!"
Binghui glanced at Sanqing one more time, quite surprised, but soon calmed down and continued: "I heard that Zhuo Wen is in your Sanqing Street, hand over that Zhuo Wen, I will not embarrass you Sanqing Street
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As soon as these words came out, the entire Sanqing Street monks were in an uproar.
"This man barged into our Sanqing Street, all because of Zhuo Wen? Damn it, Zhuo Wen is a troublemaker? He actually caused trouble to our Sanqing Street!"
"What about Zhuo Wen? When one person does something, the other person is responsible. It's all his fault. Why should we take the blame and not get out!"
"..."
Many monks in Sanqing Street were booing. They were filled with righteous indignation and told Zhuo Wen to get out and stop harming them in Sanqing Street.
Among the crowd, Yao Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong frowned slightly. They looked at each other and remained silent.
All three of them knew that Zhuo Wen had gone to Sanqing Palace, but Zhuo Wen was kind to them, so it was impossible for them to bring Zhuo Wen out now.
"I know where Zhuo Wen is? I know!"
Suddenly, in the crowd, someone suddenly spoke.
Suddenly, the noisy monks on Sanqing Street fell silent, and their eyes fell on the monk who spoke.
Even Bing Hui looked at the speaker with interest.
This is a middle-aged man with gloomy eyes. His aura is not strong, and he is probably only the weakest in cultivation.
At this moment, being stared at by everyone, he looked a little pale and didn't know what to say.
"come here!"
Binghui waved to this person and said calmly.
The middle-aged man turned pale and showed hesitation, but finally walked towards Binghui.
"Where is Zhuo Wen?" Bing Hui asked after the middle-aged man walked in.
"He...he is on Sanqing Mountain! I was at the exit of Sanqing Street when I saw Zhuo Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong coming back with Na Zhuowen. Later, he followed Sanqing Taoist to Sanqing Mountain."
The young man said tremblingly.
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Zhou Tianhan and the three people in the crowd suddenly turned pale. They secretly screamed that it was bad and began to secretly retreat, planning to evacuate.
They knew that if this person confessed to them, Binghui would definitely find them.
"Oh? Sanqing, you old man, you are really cheating on me! You knew clearly that I wanted to find Zhuo Wen, but you not only didn't report it, but you also took him to Sanqing Mountain. Do you think I'm a fool?"
Binghui raised his eyes and looked at Sanqing indifferently. The Bing hand squeezed tightly, and Sanqing suddenly let out a miserable howl, and his body was dripping with blood.
After his battle with Zhuo Wen, his injuries were too serious and he could not show his strength at all.
Now he is simply a soft persimmon, and Binghui can pinch it however he wants.
"And what about those people you mentioned, namely, Yao Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong? If you dare to come into contact with Zhuo Wen, you are seeking death!"
Bing Hui said, his eyes fell on the people in Sanqing Street, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
"Here! Yao Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong are all here!"
In the crowd, someone suddenly spoke, and then three streams of light swept out from the crowd and flew away into the distance.
However, before the three streams of light had swept far, another ice hand came out of the ground, accurately grasped the three streams of light, and pinched them hard in the palm of the hand.
When the ice hand was released again, there were three ice sculptures in its palm.
If you look closely, you will see that this ice sculpture is exactly the face of Yao Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong.
"Wu Taiji, follow me to Sanqing Mountain!"
After Binghui finished speaking, he slowly walked forward, his target clearly being Sanqing Mountain in the distance.
Whenever Binghui passed by, the monks on Sanqing Street would automatically move out of the way, and everyone looked at Binghui in fear.
Wu Taiji and the three ancestors of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, Moon Wolf Clan and Giant Turtle Clan followed closely behind.
"Bring all the monks from Sanqing Street to Sanqing Mountain and wait for Master Binghui to deal with them later."
Wu Taiji transmitted a message to a Wu clan general. After Binghui and others walked out of the range of the Sanqing Street monks, the latter commanded the alien army and followed behind them, suppressing the people in Sanqing Street.
The Black King silently protected Lianmeng and the little Taoist boy, keeping silent and just following behind.
Both Bing Hui and Wu Taiji have noticed him a long time ago, but they have never taken action.
The Black King does not dare to escape. Once he escapes, Wu Taiji will take him down without Binghui taking action.
Originally, the Black King planned to release Sanqing from the Bing Hand, but he had tried it before. With his strength, he could not break the Bing Hand. He could only watch Sanqing being imprisoned by the Bing Hand.
At the foot of the mountain, the green-haired mummy naturally saw Bing Hui and a group of people.
"Damn, why is this Binghui so terrifying! I have to go back to Sanqing Palace immediately to inform the master!"
The green-haired mummy looked solemnly and hurriedly returned to Sanqing Palace.