You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 220 Massacre
Second Uncle, the warrior of the West Ice Tribe who reported the situation of the Ice and Snow Ridge to the Chosen One [Jin], after receiving the reward from the High Priest, has now gained considerable strength in the Iron Flesh Realm.

At this time, he was drinking in an ice cave tavern in the tribe. The wine he used was made from fruits grown in the ice and snow. It tasted delicious, and when he swallowed it, it was like drinking an icy spring. His limbs and bones were frozen, and then the heat surged up.

The Xibing Tribe is currently the most prosperous tribe among the human race in the Northern Realm. Compared to the Beixue tribe which has not been completely destroyed, it is much more prosperous, as can be seen from the fact that they have surplus grain for making wine.

Moreover, most of the houses here are carved out of icebergs. They are spacious, windproof, and heat-insulating. There is no shortage of meltwater from ice and snow. Many valleys are home to large tracts of special fruit forests.

Compared to the Beixue tribe at that time, people here basically do not need to rely entirely on hunting to fill their stomachs, and some warriors have stockpiled a lot of small ice fruits to exchange for the items they want. Even if they don't hunt for a while, they will not starve to death.

This was also the reason why my second uncle was willing to take on the task of guarding the east side of Ice and Snow Ridge. At that time, even if he did not hunt, the leader [Zhan] would reward him for his duty with two or three small ice fruits.

Compared to the Beixue tribe's model of labor distribution based on hunting, the Xibing tribe's small ice fruit system is much more stable and also stimulates the tribe's labor creation more.

Now, my second uncle, who has some wealth, can even drink with others.

With a click, the ice bowls collided, and the blue wine spilled onto the ice table. A burly warrior drank it all in one gulp. His face was red as fire, his eyes were blurry, and he shouted, "Damn it, the Beixue tribe really deserves death. They have repeatedly targeted our Xibing tribe, and now they have angered the monster tribe of Hantian Cliff. Damn it!"

Everyone was drunk and spoke freely. Another warrior also laughed and cursed: "In one trip to the North Sea, the tribe lost more than 200 powerful warriors, including my brothers. This Beixue tribe is really a beast!"

Everyone was drunk, so they inevitably talked about some interesting things: "But the chosen monster [Feng] of Hantian Cliff is really powerful. Now the Beixue tribe has been razed to the ground by the monsters of Hantian Cliff. Many houses have been destroyed, and it is difficult for our people to find things.

I just don’t know how long the monsters in Hantian Cliff will be trapped. If they escape from the seal of the old witch of the Beixue tribe, will they run into our exploration team?

Everyone was aware of the situation of the Beixue tribe. The high priest even sent a team of strong warriors to investigate the situation of the Beixue tribe. Their purpose was to check whether any members of the Beixue tribe had escaped. If so, they could hunt some of them down.

Unexpectedly, we recently received news that the members of the Beixue tribe had fled separately. One team was quite fierce and we couldn't catch up with them for a while. So we took advantage of the fact that the monsters of Hantian Cliff were sealed and started to explore the Beixue tribe.

Now, those warriors probably found a lot of good stuff, even some iron tools are very good.
With these thoughts in mind, Second Uncle and others couldn't help but envy those soldiers. However, before they could think about it, suddenly a loud roar came from outside the Ice Cave Tavern, disturbing the dense noisy sound.

"Help! Help! Someone is coming to kill us!"

"He is the Chosen One of the Northern Snow Tribe. He is the Chosen One of the Northern Snow Tribe!"

"what--"

The sound of ghosts howling and wolves howling rang out, and in just a moment, a second roar was heard outside, and this sound was even closer to this side. Second Uncle sobered up at once, he pulled himself together, grabbed the cold iron spear on the table, strode outside, and walked out of the street between the icebergs, and suddenly heard another roar, as if thunder pierced through the ice castle!
The sound was much clearer than that in the Ice Cave Tavern. It was sharper, more domineering, and extremely efficient.

At a glance, one could see that a large number of tribesmen were running out of ice houses or ice caves in the area near the outskirts of the tribe a thousand meters away, fleeing here with their families. To be more precise, they were fleeing to the depths of the Xibing tribe, which is the Xibing Valley.

Uncle Ershu had never seen such a scene before, but he immediately saw the culprit of the chaos - [Qiu].

The young man strolled in from the east entrance of the Xibing Tribe, holding a [Beixue Spear] in his hand. His eyes were cold and ruthless, like a frozen pool of water.

With a swish, the [Beixue Spear] flew out of his hand, vaguely summoning the shadow of an ice dragon, which suddenly smashed into the ice house blocking the way, with debris flying everywhere, and even a large row of ice caves dug at the foot of the iceberg were shattered, and the entire iceberg was shaking.

He casually summoned the [Northern Snow Spear] that had destroyed hundreds of meters of houses and icebergs and flew back into his hand, ready to destroy another ice house.

Over and over again, a large number of buildings were destroyed. Occasionally, some scraps of clothing and pieces of flesh were stuck in the broken remains of the ice houses, and bloody things floated in the air. The soldiers who intended to rush forward to stop them were grazed by the sharp blade of the [Northern Snow Spear], and their heads fell to the ground, without any ability to fight back.

"This this."

Second Uncle’s eyes widened like cow balls, his legs began to tremble at some point, and the cold iron spear in his hand was also shaking.

He had met [Qiu] once, four years ago. In order to save a member of the tribe who was besieged by the demon tribe of Hantian Cliff, he fought in and out with a [Beixue Spear] in his hand.

But how could [Qiu] at that time be as powerful as he is now? !
This is a world of difference, even more terrifying than the most promising [Gold] in the history of the Xibing tribe!
[Beixue Spear] can actually summon the phantom of an ice dragon, and it can even fly back after leaving the hand. Such an ability is simply astonishing!
The second uncle panted heavily, took two steps back, and then began to run wildly with his arms swinging. The cold wind leaked through his teeth: "We must escape to the West Ice Valley and wait for the high priest to take action!"

He was not responsible for patrolling the Xibing tribe. He was just spending money for fun. He accidentally ran into a foreign invasion and took advantage of his drunkenness to call for reinforcements. It could not be considered as running away or dereliction of duty.

Besides, with regard to [Qiu]'s destructive cleaning method, can I, who is only in the Iron Flesh Realm, stop it?
Even if one is at the Steel Bone Realm, there is no way he can escape from the [Northern Snow Spear] that sweeps away everything!

As this thought came to his mind, a flash of cold light passed by his ear. After two steps, his head and body below the neck fell on the ice, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Several drunkards who had just walked out of the Ice Cave Tavern were smashed into pieces and buried under the iceberg.

Tapping.

Jiang Qiu walked past the corpses on the ground step by step, took the [Beixue Spear] again, walked deeper into the cave without looking back and saying a word.

(End of this chapter)