The Ancient Zombie Emperor

"Haha, I heard that this time in Cold Wind Tower, there's a thousand-year-old ice snowflake. I will definitely obtain it!"

"Tch!" With just you? That thing is the coldest thing ever. When a martial artist's blood freezes, they will not be able to breathe for ten breaths and they will die on the spot. Even if they are alive, they will not be able to enjoy it, and even a martial arts master would have to carefully refine that cold energy! "

"Hmph, isn't it fine to buy it with labor?"

The group of martial arts students fought until their faces turned red.

On the other side, a bearded big fellow was merrily drinking wine, debating which female disciple was beautiful, and in the end, his gaze unrestrainedly fell on a female disciple from Flowing Moon Sect. This female disciple was furious, but could only swallow her anger.

Because that was a Fifth Stage Warriors!

This place was very noisy, and no one came out to maintain order. However, the group of martial artists knew that they had to follow the rules here. They did not fight to the death just because they were hot-blooded, and only wanted to remember the other party. After all, this was the Flowing Moon Sect's territory, and they knew how to restrain themselves.

Suddenly, two venomous gazes shot over. Xiao Mu turned his head and saw Chen Kun and Hu Wengong sitting at the same table, staring at him with unfriendly eyes.

"Humph!" The two colleagues snorted coldly and lowered their heads to drink. Their eyes flickered as they thought of something.

Xiao Mu found a spot, opened a jug of wine, and started drinking with a big mouth, his heroic spirit causing some of the martial artists to raise their eyebrows in surprise. At this time, the sound of footsteps rang out. A youth holding a folding fan walked over majestically with a group of lackeys behind him.

The youth with the paper fan looked around, and in the end, his gaze landed on Xiao Mu's position. He took a step forward and said: "Friend, may I know if you can give this position to me?"

Xiao Mu put down the wine jug, and with a look like he was looking at an idiot, he asked: "Who are you?"

"I'm Ouyang Jing!" The youth opened up his folding fan and had an elegant demeanor. He didn't conceal the arrogance on his face.

The expression on the face of the youth with the paper fan immediately darkened. Ever since he had set foot on this path, no one in the martial world had ever dared to speak to him in such a manner. The group of lackeys behind him also had fierce expressions on their faces. A tall and skinny youth stood up, pointed at Xiao Mu and cursed: "God damn, do you know who my Young Master is? Handsome Hades' Ouyang Jing! "

Xiao Mu drank his wine and ignored him.

The tall and skinny youth could not hold it in any longer and raised his palm. A wave of spiritual energy was congealed. It was at this moment that an aura as terrifying as a mountain pressed onto his body, causing him to suffocate. His face flushed red and he staggered three or four steps back, looking at Xiao Mu with a face full of shock.

Ouyang Jing felt the abnormality and his face tightened. When he looked at Xiao Mu, his eyes flashed and he said: "It's my fault. Let's change our seats."

The lackeys looked at Xiao Mu fiercely, then turned and left.

Before long, the pretty girl in cyan arrived in front of Xiao Mu and said with a smile: "This friend, I would like to thank you for helping me get rid of that Ouyang Jing."

"It was nothing. What's more, his attitude makes me very unhappy." Xiao Mu glanced at the pretty girl in green and continued to drink.

The pretty girl dressed in green looked at Xiao Mu with interest, and said: "My name is Shangguan Yingying, may I know how to address you, my friend?"

"Xiao Mu."

Shangguan Yingying's expression froze and doubt appeared on her pretty face. It seemed like she had heard of the name Xiao Mu before, but she couldn't recall where.

Little did they know, on the other side of the arena, Ouyang Jing took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Xiao Mu.

"Young master, this brat doesn't know what's good for him. Does he need to leave the Cold Wind Tower …" The tall and skinny boy made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"There's no need for now." Ouyang Jing said in a deep voice, his eyes flickering with a cold light.

In the Cold Wind Tower, everyone was chatting merrily. Unknowingly, two hours had already passed. At this time, the aura of a Fighter Eighth Order assaulted their faces, causing all the voices of its practitioners to come to an abrupt halt.

The dignified and graceful middle-aged man walked over unhurriedly. Every step he took seemed to step on the hearts of everyone present, causing their hearts to tremble violently. Xiao Mu was also shocked. Only by circulating his nameless mental exercise, was he able to offset that frightening might.

"My friends, I've made you all wait. Cold Wind Tower's Elixir Auction is about to begin, please prepare the points provided by my tower for exchange." The middle-aged man smiled as he swept his gaze over the crowd. He had a sense of self-confidence that made everyone not dare to act rashly.

After saying this, the middle-aged man went behind the scenes to prepare for the upcoming auction.

Hearing that, Xiao Mu's heart moved, he went to the exchange location. It was an elegant pavilion, and there was a sweet-looking girl who explained how to use the points for the martial artists who wanted to exchange for points.

"All you need to do is use the heavenly and earthly spiritual extract in your hands, all the valuable things on the wild beast's body to exchange for the Points Token. When the time comes for you to bid, the points will be directly deducted from the Token."

Xiao Mu picked up an order badge and played with its functions.

At this moment, a young man walked into the pavilion with a big man.

"It's you!" When the youth saw Xiao Mu, he gnashed his teeth on the spot. The pain in his eyes increased exponentially, and he looked as if he wanted to swallow Xiao Mu whole.

Xiao Mu also turned around and looked at him with a smile.

Ever since The Son of Heaven Alliance was forced to dissolve, the position of the The Son of Heaven Alliance's Alliance Master plummeted. Without the giant The Son of Heaven Alliance to protect him, all of the inner sect disciples who were bullied by him in the past came to him, swarmed around him, and beat him up everyday.

The Son of Heaven Alliance's Alliance Master could be said to be living a miserable life these few days. All of this was due to being defeated, so his hatred towards Xiao Mu could be said to be overflowing.

However, he was currently facing Xiao Mu with his head held high and his chest puffed up, as he said complacently, "Xiao Mu, don't think that just because you're a core disciple I will respect you! The person standing beside me is a Fighter 6-dan expert! "

The Son of Heaven Alliance's Alliance Master was exaggerating and did not notice the eyes of the big guy with the chest revealing milk, showing a trace of fear.

Xiao Mu squinted his eyes, and laughed: "Tell me, who is your new backer?"

"The famous Wild Knife Xie Feng in the martial arts world!" The Son of Heaven Alliance's Alliance Master faked his might.

Xie Feng coughed dryly, and with a stiff complexion: "It's just a false reputation, I'm not crazy."

"Hehe, Xie Feng, if you count the time, it should be two months since we last met, right?" Xiao Mu ridiculed, but there was a hint of coldness in his words, "Back in Fog Valley, you managed to survive, and now you're back again."

The fear on Xie Feng's face grew more and more intense.

The alliance master of the The Son of Heaven Alliance finally noticed Xie Feng's expression and said, "Elder brother Xie, what's wrong, why do you have such an ugly expression?"

Xie Feng's face was not only ugly, he even felt like running away. After escaping with his life, he had heard of Xiao Mu's battle achievements. Destroying the Chang Sheng Jun of the Mo family, killing the old woman from the Chang Shan Sect, slashing Seventh Order Warrior … All of these things caused him to tremble with fear.

He was a damned devil who would kill without blinking an eye!

"I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll be taking my leave now!" Xie Feng coldly snorted and turned to leave, leaving the The Son of Heaven Alliance's Alliance Master standing on the spot.

If he was not mistaken, the famed Wild Knife Xie Feng, was actually somewhat afraid of Xiao Mu. Could it be that this Xiao Mu was already terrifying enough to scare a Sixth Stage warrior to the point of retreating?

"So it's that …" Xiao Mu! " Shangguan Yingying, who had come to exchange for points, was jolted awake when he heard the words of the The Son of Heaven Alliance's chief.

Isn't this Xiao Mu the young devil who had been widely spread in the martial arts world recently? With his own strength, he had killed Xiao Mu who had various Seventh Order Warrior s!