Around the foot of Dragon Tiger Mountain, there are all the major Saint Emperor level forces from the eastern part of the Holy Realm, but the powerhouses of the major forces don't seem to have any intention of stepping into Dragon Tiger Mountain, as if they are waiting for something.

There are many crises in Longhu Mountain, nine deaths and one life, this is known to everyone, so they are waiting, waiting for powerful people to go first to explore the way for them, but a few days have passed, but no one is willing to be the first bird.

The unknown is the most terrifying, the first person to enter, must go to the front, then the danger factor is higher, so no one in the major forces wants to be the leader who leads the way.

After all, human life is precious, and it is not easy for everyone to reach the realm of the Holy King in the realm of cultivation, although the temptation of the divine beast is very great, but the most important thing is to be able to save one's life.

"Look, isn't that the little princess of the Changyuan Holy Kingdom, Nangong Ruxue?"

Idle and bored, someone found a very beautiful woman, and his words immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

Nangong Ruxue is white, her clothes are fluttering, but she is expressionless, cold as frost, even if she is here, there is no shortage of beauties, but Nangong Ruxue is standing there, but the women around her are overshadowed a lot.

The fluttering white clothes outline the rich and charming curves of Nangong Ruxue, and the whole body, where it should not be thin, it is never thin, and where it should not be fat, it is not fat, such a figure is simply perfect.

Moreover, Nangong Ruxue is not only charming, but her delicate facial features are also extremely beautiful, with a high nose bridge, eyes like spring water, and eyebrows like distant mountains.

The waterfall-like silver hair flashed with a silver-white luster under the modification of a snow-colored golden phoenix hairpin, and it looked as beautiful as the fairy in the painting.

Her whole person seems to be born with a temperament that is incomparable to others, and it is by no means comparable to vulgar powder, and her beauty can definitely compete with Ethereal Memories and Su Da.

However, in her beautiful eyes, it seems that there is a cold color all the time, just like the ice and snow that has not melted in early spring, this kind of beauty seems to be able to repel people from thousands of miles away, making people dare not approach.

Her beauty also makes the women around her feel inferior.

And the eyes of the men around her stayed on her for a long time, reluctant to look away.

Wang Ying had to admit that a beautiful woman like Nangong Ruxue did attract her attention.

"Senior Sister Nangong, if you are bored, let Senior Brother dance the sword for you, how about it?"

Beside Nangong Ruxue, there stood a sword-wielding young man with an extraordinary temperament, and he looked at Nangong Ruxue's eyes, and the meaning of love contained in it was not disguised at all.

"Whatever. Nangong Ruxue didn't even glance at the young man, and said in a cold tone.

Nangong Ruxue's attitude was so cold, not only did not let the young man show the slightest displeasure, but instead drew his sword with a happy face.

Just when he wanted to dance the sword for Nangong Ruxue and perform well, there was a somewhat discordant voice next to him.

"Swords are not used to dance, but to kill. ”

What this voice said seemed to have a little bit of truth, but there was a bit of banter in his voice, which made people obviously feel that he was here to dismantle the stage.

Or, it's to rob the beauty.

"Who?" the young man felt the incomparably ironic, his brows furrowed slightly, and his spiritual perception suddenly swept out, trying to find the person who was talking in the crowd just now.

"I'm your uncle. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people in the audience suddenly looked confused, and they all gasped.

If the first sentence is a joke and sarcasm, then the person's second sentence is naked sarcasm.

Who was it that had the audacity to openly provoke the people of the Changyuan Holy Kingdom?

You must know that the Changyuan Holy Country, but a powerful ancient country that has stood in the Holy Realm for endless years, has a profound national heritage, which is unimaginable, and even ordinary Saint Emperor-level forces dare not easily provoke the existence.

"Who the hell is it, there is a kind of grandpa for you Shangguan Kong to stand up!"

After being provoked like this, Shangguan Kong's face suddenly turned iron-blue, and for many years, no one dared to speak to him in such an arrogant tone.

"Wow, that's handsome!"

"That handsome and resolute face, are you sure he is not the most beautiful man in the world?"

“……”

Just when Shangguan Kong was furious, screams suddenly broke out in the crowd, and the eyes of a group of women were fixed on a young man in white with an extraordinary temperament and extraordinary handsome appearance, with a on his face, and even saliva seemed to be about to flow out.

"Too ...... So handsome."

"Such an attractive man, I really want to touch his ass, and if I can touch his ass, I will decide not to wash my hands for ten years!"

“……”

"Isn't it, a woman in the Holy Realm, and a hobby of touching other people's buttocks?" Wang Ying, who was still in high spirits and ready to pretend to be forced, was suddenly embarrassed after hearing those words, and only felt that his ass was a little bright, and instantly raised his spirit to prevent someone from sneaking up on his ass.

"Alas...... If this person is handsome, it doesn't seem to be a good thing. Wang Ying shook his head a little helplessly, although he was very afraid of those women's groping pig hands, but he couldn't help it, and threw his charming eyebrows at the women around him, and he was immediately fascinated.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Shangguan Kong's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes suddenly stared at Wang Ying's body, and he asked in a cold voice: "You were the one who spoke just now?"

"It's not your grandfather, who else can there be?" Wang Ying put his hands behind his back, the white robe on his body was windless, and when he turned his face, he forgot to touch the green silk on his forehead, and his eyes were full of pressure.

That's right, he deliberately came to stir up trouble.

If you don't accept it, you can bite it!

"You ......!" Shangguan Kong's eyes revealed an incomparably cold meaning, and after taking a deep breath, he laughed angrily: "Listen to what you said just now, it means that your swordsmanship is very good?"

"It's not high, it's just a few grades higher than your garbage. Wang Ying shook his head and said very modestly, which suddenly made the people around him feel very speechless.

Shangguan Kong is in the eastern part of the Holy Realm, and he can be regarded as a well-known sword cultivator, you have said that he is countless grades higher than the other party, which is not high?

"Poof...... Aha......"

Shangguan Kong was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing, looking at Wang Ying as if he was looking at a fool.

"I didn't expect you to look quite good-looking, but why are you a fool?"

(End of chapter)