Fights Break Sphere: A showdown with Xiao Yan, he asked me to be his big brother

Chapter 24: Mocheng! Are you here to cause trouble on purpose?

In the golden desert, there stands a loess city. The city walls are earth-colored overall, and there is a constant stream of people coming and going at the city gate.

Among these people, most of the men are shirtless, and the women only cover some private parts with cloth, leaving their waists and long legs boldly exposed to the light.

It is in stark contrast to the implicit style of Wutan City. The twisting waist while walking reveals a unique charm.

Hun Cang withdrew his gaze and looked above the city gate, where two huge light red characters were carved on the city wall.

"Mocheng..." A voice with expectation came out of Hun Cang's mouth.

After leaving the Xiao family, he returned to the Soul Palace of the Jia Ma Empire as soon as possible. He originally thought that Hun Xiaoqiang and others should be able to find out information about the strange fire.

However, the result disappointed Hun Cang.

So Hun Cang decided to rely on himself. According to the original plot, there was indeed a strange fire in the Tagor Desert.

Ranked nineteenth, Blue Lotus Earth Core Fire.

Xiao Yan obtained the specific location information of this flame from the Ice Emperor Hai Bodong.

Therefore, Hun Cang went straight to Mo City.

"If I remember correctly, it should be this store..." Standing at the door of a store with a sign that read "Gu Tu", Hun Cang walked in.

The interior of the store is not very spacious, but thanks to the light from the two moonstones, the light is bright enough for people to see the goods inside clearly.

There were almost no customers in the store and business seemed a bit slow.

Behind the counter, there was an old man with his head lowered, holding a pen in one hand. From the arc of the pen's movement, he should be drawing a map or something.

The old man had a head full of silver hair and a slightly hunched body, but judging from the steady and powerful way his fingers held the pen, he did not look like an ordinary elderly person.

"What do you want to buy?" The old man stopped writing, looked up at the young man who had been staring at him, and said with a frown.

"Just take a look." Hun Cang looked away and casually flipped through the shelves.

The old man frowned even deeper, and said indifferently: "Be careful, if it breaks, do you have the money to pay for it?"

Hun Cang ignored him and continued searching on his own, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

The Son of Destiny is indeed worthy of his reputation.

Xiao Yan just looked around the store and found a fragmentary picture of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire. He looked around and found that everything looked similar.

This is obviously wrong.

"Boy, I see you are not here to buy anything. Are you here to cause trouble on purpose?" The old man slammed the pen on the counter, making a sound.

Generally, when customers come into a store, they will directly ask the owner or the waiter what they want to buy. Who would mess up things in someone else's store?
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, staring at the young man standing in the middle of the store.

"I'm definitely not here to buy anything." Hun Cang smiled, looking at the anger rising on the old man's face, and said slowly, "I'm here to look for someone."

"Then you've come to the wrong place. There's no one else here." The old man said coldly.

Hun Cang smiled calmly and said, "Not necessarily. What if the person I'm looking for is you, old sir?"

"Who would look for an old man for no reason..." The old man smiled coldly.

From under the counter that Hun Cang couldn't see, a cold air seemed to be overflowing, and a thin layer of frost formed on the ground and wooden boards.

You know, the sun is shining brightly outside the store and the air is distorted by the high temperature.

Hun Cang lowered his eyes slightly, as if he could see through the wooden board of the counter and see the scene behind it. This made the cold expression on the old man's face even more solemn.

"What exactly do you want to do?" the old man asked again, his tone extremely cold.

Hun Cang looked up at the old man who seemed like he might explode at any time, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I told you, I'm here to find someone... to find someone known as the Ice Emperor..."

Click!

When the word "Ice Emperor" came out of Hun Cang's mouth, countless cold air poured out directly from behind the counter, and the door of the store closed by itself without anyone pushing it.

Without the sunlight, the room suddenly became dim with only the light of the moonstone.

At this moment, the originally hunchbacked old man had a cold and powerful aura rushing out of his body and spreading around.

"It seems I have found the right place." Hun Cang seemed to be talking to himself, looking at the surging cold air with a calm expression.

A hint of coldness appeared on the old man's face, and he said, "No matter what your reason is, since you know my news, in order to continue to live in seclusion, I can only ask you to die."

"He is obviously the Ice Emperor, but why is his temper worse than that of someone who plays with fire?" Hun Cang couldn't help but complain. He raised his foot and chopped the ground. A black mist surged out of his body, forming a circle with a radius of one meter with himself as the center.

Once the icy air came into contact with the black fog, it could no longer break through.

The old man was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, and then he gritted his teeth again: "No wonder you dare to come here alone, it turns out you have something to rely on! However, I have lived for so many years, and it is not in vain."

Before he finished speaking, he summoned an even stronger chill, and the room was immediately filled with white mist, and the visible distance was immediately shortened to less than one meter.

"As expected of one of the top ten Dou Huang masters, he still has something." Hun Cang was not in a hurry. He reached out his hand and touched the mist with interest, and a cool chill came back from his fingertips.

When the chill touched his skin, it penetrated into it, trying to drill deeper into his flesh and blood and meridians.

Hun Cang mobilized his strength and the coldness was quickly eliminated.

"Although my strength is not as strong as it once was, I am still not someone a young boy like you can control." Sensing the actions of Hun Cang in the mist, the old man rushed out from behind the counter like lightning.

He clenched his hands, his fingertips covered with ice crystals, and with the whistling of oppressive wind, he reached straight for Hun Cang's neck.

If this catch hits you, at best your throat will be pierced, at worst your neck will be broken.

Just when the old man was full of confidence, a fist suddenly emerged from the fog in front of him without warning.

"What?!" The old man was so shocked that he had no time to dodge. He was hit head-on and then flew back at an even faster speed.

How could he detect my whereabouts?
The old man's face was filled with shock, because the white mist was a fighting skill he practiced. When used, it could block the five senses, and he could sense other people's every move based on the fluctuations in the white mist.

"Impossible, it must be a coincidence!" The old man got up again.

He quickly formed seals with his hands in front of him, and countless icy auras emerged, condensing into dozens of spiral ice spikes.

"Go!" As the old man shouted, the ice spikes made a "whooshing" sound and shot towards the location where Hun Cang was.

After the attack, the old man was about to take a breath when the white mist in front of him surged violently and a human figure emerged.

Then, a fist appeared again and hit the old man's other eye socket where he was unprepared.

"How can it be?!"

As the old man flew backwards, he let out an incredible cry.

(End of this chapter)