In a box in the cyclamen building, Xue Qinghan stood in front of the window, looking at the noisy street below, indifferent to the surging spiritual power fluctuations behind him.

"Ah~ bastard, kill him for me, kill him for me, kill him for me......"

On the street outside the cyclamen, Bao Wenlong held his bleeding palm, his face was hideous, and he kept roaring. Around his body, one figure after another stood up in embarrassment, revealing a series of crimson sword marks on his body.

The cyclamen was originally located in the most prosperous area of Snow King City, and the flow of people was huge, but now it caused such a commotion, and suddenly a crowd of people were gathered. However, no one dared to approach, and the white-clothed young man on the side that caused the commotion did not know the origin, but they knew the people who kept yelling there.

The two Bao family guards came straight to Xue Qinghan, wanting to take Xue Qinghan first, but how could this be so easy to get their wish? Even though the cultivation of the two of them had reached the late stage of the Dao God Realm, or even the peak, when facing Luo Shuang, they still felt the dangerous aura permeating the room. At this time, the white light flashed in front of her, and the girl's white dress fluttered gently, and the long sword in her hand pointed diagonally, so that the two had to give up, and looked at Luo Shuang with a solemn face.

"This son, do you have to offend the Bao family like this? You have to think clearly, whether you can afford the anger of the Bao family after the consequences of being an enemy of the Bao family. The black-clothed man at the peak of the Dao God Realm spoke, "Moreover, this is the Snow King City. ”

"Heh, do you know that this is the Snow King City and not the Bao family? Xue Qinghan turned around and said flatly. What's the use of talking nonsense in the current situation? Besides, Xue Qinghan has no intention of stopping there. It seems that people still need a little popularity, otherwise, with his identity as the second son of the Snow King's Mansion, there should be no one in this Snow King City who dares to provoke him so unscrupulously. Since this is the case, let this kind of eyeless goods have a long memory.

In addition, there is one point that is also the reason why Xue Qinghan directly started like this, that is, the aura emanating from Bao Wenlong's body, which made Xue Qinghan feel deep disgust for no reason, revealing a vague sense of coldness.

"I heard that the elves are all born archers, and your cultivation seems to be equivalent to the Dao God Realm, right?" Xue Qinghan asked as she looked at the elven girl next to her, who looked a little cowering.

Dark Feather was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slightly: "Hmm." ”

The corners of Xue Qinghan's mouth hooked an arc, and the light on his hand flashed A white longbow engraved with stripes appeared in his hand. Xue Qinghan handed the longbow to Dark Feather, pointed down, and said: "The bow is for you, make do with it first, I want you to push those eyesore guys aside, don't come to disturb me, as for what to do, watch it yourself, all the consequences, don't worry." ”

"But ......"

Dark Feather hesitated, however, Xue Qinghan didn't intend to give him time to react at all, stuffed the longbow in his hand into Dark Feather's hand, turned over and jumped down from the window, leaving a sentence in Dark Feather's ears: "If you can't deduct your salary, if you want to leave, you will have to wait longer." ”

"How is this so......"

"You guys, go up for me, get that bastard to Young Master Ben, I'm going to skin him. ”

"Why don't you go quickly, a group of people were thrown down by a slut, is there any shame in throwing them away?

Bao Wenlong kept roaring, and the two chopsticks in his hands had been pulled out, however, at the place of the wound, there were wisps of faint red air swirling, making the wound on his hand difficult to heal, the red blood dripping, and the pain in his heart made him crazy.

At this time, I saw a white-clothed figure stepping on the void at the window above, walking leisurely, with a faint smile on his face, and playfully looking at Bao Wenlong, who was thunderous.

"Do it with me and kill him!" Bao Wenlong said angrily. As he spoke, he saw a small purple nine-story tower rising from his body, with a majestic qi machine, strong coercion, the avenue circulated regularly, exuding a scorching light, growing in the wind, and coming straight to the snow and cold.

Around Bao Wenlong, a group of people also took out their weapons and attacked Xue Qinghan.

Xue Qinghan looked at the overwhelming attack, his face was calm, he turned his head and opened his mouth to the black-clothed girl standing at the window, silently but clearly conveyed four words: deduct your salary.

Then, he saw that a void sword around Xue Qinghan's body was condensed and born, rotating around Xue Qinghan, forming a huge storm of sword qi, enveloping Xue Qinghan's body. Xue Qinghan's eyes were full of stars, revealing a bit of mysterious hazy meaning.

Xue Qinghan stepped into the void, his body shape was unpredictable, and one after another afterimages appeared, and the sword intent roared, shuttling through the gaps of the attacks.

From time to time, the sound of gold and stone clashing sounded, accompanied by a spiritual weapon being knocked out, and even a clear finger hole was imprinted on some spiritual weapons, and the cracks were all over the place, like spider webs, making people worry that they would collapse in the next moment.

Xue Qinghan's left hand was surrounded by a faint blood-colored brilliance, and his five fingers were carved from blood jade, but they exuded a terrifying sharp and murderous aura; Xue Qinghan moved quickly, shuttling through the attacks, and he couldn't avoid it, so he pointed at it brutally.

Dark Feather looked down, bit his lip, and finally raised the longbow, the black light on his body flashed, the bow was like a full moon, and a pitch-black arrow like night was condensed, but there was no slightest breath fluctuation that diffused out.

At this time, Zhang Gong's dark feather seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, and he became extremely focused, and his face could no longer see the previous sense of cowardice, without hesitation, he made a decisive and sharp move.

One after another, black arrows slashed across the sky, and in the middle of the flight, they quickly split apart and turned into a rain of arrows. The arrows were as black as ink, not as evil as demonic energy, but with an extremely pure dark aura.

Suddenly, a scream sounded, and several people were shot by black arrows, and the dark aura eroded and brought a strong sense of pain. After that, the rain of arrows fell, and it turned into a faint formation, and more intensive attacks fell, so that everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, and they couldn't care about attacking Xue Qinghan.

Xue Qinghan glanced at the black arrow rain that was shrouded in it, and was also slightly surprised, I didn't think that he was still quite capable, so he wouldn't deduct his salary.

Xue Qinghan's figure flashed, and he went straight to Bao Wenlong, without the hindrance of others, Xue Qinghan quickly approached him.

Bao Wenlong panicked in his heart, and hurriedly blocked the spirit weapon tower in front of him as a defense, and at the same time, his body was filled with an earthy yellow light, which was the Bao family's "Tianyan Jue".

In this regard, Xue Qinghan didn't care about it, and in the face of the tower of spiritual weapons, he didn't hesitate to smash it out, and above the fist, the sword qi and the blood-colored evil qi complemented each other.

"Bell~"

With a loud bang, the fist slammed into the tower of the spiritual weapon, and the next moment, everyone saw that the spiritual weapon made of rare materials actually appeared like cracks like spider webs, like a porcelain that would shatter at the touch of a button.