Mu Qing acted as if he hadn't heard him and said, "We need three horses now, fast horses."
The horse was there before, but it has long since disappeared without a trace.
Zheng Zhan acted as if he hadn't said anything earlier, and asked, "Three horses?"
He understands Mu Qing, and Mu Qing understands him just as well.
Under the shade of a tree, a figure of average build emerged cautiously. He was a simple, honest man dressed in coarse cloth.
Mu Qing said, "You know he's there."
Zheng Zhan said, "I know. He's your friend?"
Zheng Zhan initially thought it was the villager he had saved.
“I am his apprentice,” Zhang Erniu finally mustered up his courage and said.
Zheng Zhan then gave Mu Qing a strange look.
Mu Qing smiled bitterly, "It's someone I dragged down."
Zheng Zhan said, "We don't have fast horses, but..."
Then he whistled loudly.
What followed was a sharp tiger roar.
A white tiger, five feet long and three feet tall, appeared in response.
Seeing this, even Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, exclaiming, "White Tiger!"
It turned out to be a white tiger, a sight that appears only once in a century.
Zheng Zhan stroked the tiger's head and said, "Let me introduce you, this is Xiaobai. Xiaobai, say hello to them."
Mu Qing was puzzled. This thing looks so big and fierce, are you sure it's not called Big White?
In front of Zheng Zhan, Xiao Bai was as docile as a child. But when its tiger eyes turned to Mu Qing and the other person, the situation was different.
With a mighty roar, Xiao Bai stared intently at Mu Qing and Zhang Erniu, its sharp fangs bared, as if facing a formidable enemy. At Zheng Zhan's command, it would pounce forward and tear Mu Qing and Zhang Erniu to shreds.
Zhang Erniu was so frightened that he wet himself, speechless, and his hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably.
Zheng Zhan comforted Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai is shy."
Mu Qing was speechless. Putting aside the fact that Xiao Bai was hostile towards them, wasn't it conspicuous to ride such a white tiger on the road? Besides, there were three of them; didn't they find it crowded?
He stared at Zheng Zhan for a long time, then glanced at Xiao Bai before saying, "Are you showing off?"
Zheng Zhan finally smiled and said, "As expected of Mu Qing, you saw through that."
Mu Qing smiled, shook his head, and said, "You."
If this scene were witnessed by others, they would likely doubt whether that person was truly the ruthless Zheng Zhan.
Zhang Erniu said in a trembling voice, "Master, they sell them in the market."
It's just a bit far.
Mu Qing said, "You scared him to death."
Zheng Zhan smiled and said, "Little Bai, you go back first, I'll be back soon." (My body contains countless worlds.)
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Chapter 237 Speed is the only way to win
Hua Yun wielded his longsword with impenetrable skill, and at the same time, wisps of cold air seeped from the sword, leaving Zhuo Xinyan seemingly unable to find a way to attack. She had no choice but to decisively withdraw and retreat.
Seeing Zhuo Xinyan's somewhat unsteady steps, the disciples of Sword Pavilion all gave a cold smile.
This scenario was exactly what they had anticipated.
The only one to blame is Zhuo Xinyan and her group for being too blindly arrogant.
"What a brilliant backhand strike! The angle was so tricky that even I didn't expect it."
Zhang Yun raised an eyebrow slightly.
It seems that the prodigies of Sword Pavilion must have their own extraordinary abilities.
However, if that's all there is to it, it's unlikely that he can easily defeat his disciple.
"Hmph." Hua Yun snorted coldly, pressing his advantage. His long sword and his entire being instantly transformed into ghostly figures, rushing towards Zhuo Xinyan to kill her.
Wow!
A cold light burst forth from the longsword, giving Zhuo Xinyan a feeling as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
"My senior brother's sword speed is so fast! It's so fast that even I can't see it anymore?"
A look of shock flashed across the eyes of one of the Sword Pavilion disciples. He was the second strongest among the Sword Pavilion disciples, and his cultivation was already approaching the eighth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Even he hadn't seen the sword in Hua Yun's hand clearly, which shows how fast his sword was. How could Zhuo Xinyan, who was only at the fifth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm, possibly withstand it?
Instantly, frost appeared on Hua Yun's body, and an extremely strong icy power erupted. A cold sword light slashed directly at Zhuo Xinyan's constantly flashing figure. The space was filled with undercurrents and a chilling aura. Its sword power was domineering, with the force to split Mount Hua, as if it could destroy everything in its path.