?? Chu Huai's face was gloomy, he was also a bloody person, and now that the national prestige of Chu was challenged, Chu Huai was no matter how good he was, and he would not continue to tolerate Xuelong's arrogance and presumptuousness.

"Then let you see, the majesty of the Chu State!" Chu Huai's voice was a little higher, and while speaking, his arm was raised, making a gesture, and then more than twenty elite soldiers behind Chu Huai quickly surrounded Xue Long and others.

"What, you're going to send a visiting envoy?" Xue Long was not afraid, he stared at Chu Huai with great interest and said: "The border of Chu still wants to be peaceful, you should do a good job or don't mess with me, otherwise ......"

"How else? My Chu country will inevitably be threatened by your snow country? Chu Huai's voice was a little colder.

"I know that your Chu country is prosperous, but ......" Xuelong suddenly stopped, didn't say any more, paused for a long time, and suddenly changed his words and said: "Your country will not go back on its word, I will come to the competition sincerely this time." Hehe, Xiao Yuyu can't escape from the palm of my hand. ”

"My Chu country has always been a man of words!" Chu Huai stared at Xuelong, "But that one is only for those who obey the rules!" ”

"That's good...... Instead of talking nonsense here, let's start now. Xuelong's gaze stayed on Chu Yu, his gaze swept restlessly over Chu Yu's jade-like ** full of youthful vitality, and finally landed on Chu Yu's well-developed twin peaks.

Xue Long licked his tongue, and the evil thought in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

He couldn't wait to tear open the barrier in front of the twin peaks and play with it to his heart's content.

How obscene and obscene it is, how obscene it is, how obscene it is.

Feeling Xuelong's gaze, Chu Yu glared at Xuelong in disgust. However, Xuelong didn't pay attention to Chu Yu at all, and still looked at Chu Yu greedily, staring at him intently.

"Xiao Qian, kill him for me!" Chu Yu was so angry that he jumped to his feet.

For some reason, the first thing she thought of when she was in a bad mood was not her father, not her brother Chu Huai, but Yang Qian.

It was as if only Yang Qian could give him a sense of security.

Being shouted by Chu Yu, Yang Qian was slightly stunned, but then reacted, only answered a good word, and took a step forward and blocked in front of Chu Yu.

Although Yang Qian didn't want to get involved in the dispute between the two countries, it involved Chu Yu, and he was also very unaccustomed to Xuelong's style, so he didn't hesitate to stand up.

Seeing Yang Qian standing up, Xuelong sneered: "Little eunuch, don't look at how many catties and taels you have, are you worthy of doing it with me?" ”

Yang Qian sneered and said, "You really think I'm a little eunuch?" Didn't Chu Yu tell you, I am his fiancé. After saying that, Yang Qian smiled, and then stretched out his arm and naturally took Chu Yu behind him into his arms, deliberately pretending to be very intimate.

Yang Qian just wanted to be angry with the snow dragon and let out a bad breath for Chu Yu.

Seeing Chu Yu's delicate body being taken into Yang Qian's arms, Xuelong had a feeling that his treasure had been robbed, and his heart suddenly emptied, and then a thick sourness filled his heart.

"Little bastard, I'll let you be strong!" The snow dragon was enraged, and with a wave of his big hand, hundreds of ice blades suddenly condensed out of thin air, forming a rain of ice blades, which shot towards Yang Qian.

Yang Qian didn't dodge either, and with the same wave of his hand, the "Fire Devouring Qiankun" suddenly launched, and hundreds of fist-sized fireballs shot out, meeting the ice blades that shot in.

Both are extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the fireball and the ice blade collided together, making a burst of explosions.

Suddenly, the flames splashed, and the ice blade instantly melted, evaporated, and completely disintegrated!

Scattered sparks were thrown down, like a rain of fire.

After doing all this, before the snow dragon could react, Yang Qian gently pushed Chu Yu away, stepped away, and the whole person quickly approached the snow dragon like a ghost.

Xue Long only felt that his eyes were flowering, and Yang Qian had already arrived in front of him.

"What a speed!" Snow Dragon sighed.

He was surprised when suddenly Yang Qian's voice sounded in Xue Long's ears.

"Who is the little mongrel scolding?"

The voice fell, and Xuelong was not given time to react at all, only listening to dozens of crisp sounds, and Xuelong's whole person suddenly flew out upside down.

flew out dozens of meters, and the snow dragon smashed to the ground with a bang.

From a distance, Xuelong's entire face was swollen, and he struggled to staggering up from the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Frost Mist Barrier!" Yang Qian let out a loud shout, waved his big hand, and the blue frost sword qi instantly spread around the snow dragon. The snow dragon was almost instantly enveloped in frost sword qi.

Under Yang Qian's subtle control, the Frost Sword Qi quickly shrank inward. The snow dragon only felt an irresistible chill coming, even though he was from the snow country and had a certain resistance to the frost attribute, but in front of the frost sword qi, the snow dragon was simply unable to withstand it.

"This breath ......" The bone-chilling chill made Xuelong's whole body tremble. He could feel that Yang Qian only had the eightfold cultivation of a martial artist, which was three levels lower than him, and there was a big realm in the middle.

It stands to reason that he should crush Yang Qian.

But the fact is that he was suppressed by Yang Qian, who cultivated to be lower than himself!

And in front of Yang Qian, Xuelong actually showed fear!

"Roar ......" the snow dragon roared, and the powerful sound wave contained terrifying energy fluctuations, and it was suddenly cultivated to a slightly weaker one, and it was directly swept away by this terrifying sound wave.

The snow dragon roars in the sky!

A black hair danced wildly in the wind, and the powerful energy fluctuations directly dispersed the shrinking frost sword qi.

"What do you think you can do with me?" Snow Dragon's two eyes turned dark blue, staring at Yang Qian, looking extremely weird.

"Let's see how big the gap is between you and me!" Xue Long's voice fell, and he laughed. Its laughter shook the four fields, as if it was about to shatter the entire space.

As he laughed, a thick dark cloud suddenly appeared above the head of the snowy dragon.

Lightning flashed out of the dark clouds, accompanied by a low thunderclap.

After a while, the lightning and thunder disappeared, and the goose-featherlike snowflakes began to fall, enveloping Yang Qian and the snow dragon.

"Ice and Snow Field!" The corners of Xuelong's mouth rose, and he suddenly laughed weirdly.

And as the snowflakes fell, Yang Qian's brows also wrinkled.

Because since the snowflake appeared, Yang Qian felt that there was an invisible force around him, blocking his connection with the whole world.

The surrounding world is soon covered in snowflakes and becomes a world of ice and snow.

The surrounding noise disappeared completely, and the bustling crowd gradually blurred, and finally disappeared from view.

Everything fell silent.

Only the sound of falling snowflakes could be heard clearly.

Yang Qian had to admit that the ice and snow world in front of him was very beautiful.

But Yang Qian's mind remained clear, and he knew that behind this beauty, there was a murderous intention.

"Ice and Snow Realm ......" Yang Qian thought silently in his heart, and when he read the word "domain", Yang Qian's body shook suddenly!

The realm, to put it in layman's terms, is the world created by the martial artists themselves.

In the realm, the possessor of the realm is the master of it, and within the realm, he can dominate the existence and disappearance of all things.

Possessing a realm is a symbol of a master in the Martial God realm, because only by reaching the Martial God realm can you condense your own realm.

But there is also another situation, that is, the gifted people bring their own natural fields. This kind of situation is almost one in ten thousand, and in the past 10,000 years, there has only been one person with such talent!

Anyone who has this kind of talent is called a legend!

Xue Long obviously can't be a master of the Martial God Realm, so there is only one last possibility, that is, he has a talent realm!

"Unexpectedly, he is a strange man!" Yang Qian's heart sank, and his expression became a little more solemn. Snow Dragon not only has a higher cultivation level than him, but also has a talent field.

Yang Qian knew that he had met a strong opponent this time!