The people outside the tent sang and danced, and it was very lively, even if they often barbecued meat on a bonfire, it was extremely rare to make a fuss like this, even if Toya wanted to pretend to be deaf, but after all, she couldn't resist the bursts of cheers, gently lifted the curtains, and paused in the dark. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Beside the Northern Hades King Harbara, a man in a white robe slowly stood up, with his hair tied up high, broad shoulders, and a light blue jade belt around his waist.

"This king will never dance a sword for others, if General Sanggan has to try this king's martial arts, why don't we have a fight." The man in white's voice was low, but with a seductive magnetism.

General Sanggan is known as the eagle of the grassland, is the first warrior of the Northern Underworld, and is deeply valued by Halbara, but this person is extremely martial, known for his strength, and thinks that the so-called martial arts of the Central Plains people are just opportunistic tricks and embroidered legs, and in the face of absolute power, they are vulnerable scarecrows. Even if Toya didn't see and hear what had happened before this, she could guess that it must be Sang Gan who wanted this Central Plains man to dance the sword and humiliate him again.

Tuoya only said that the back in front of him, he didn't know how to judge the situation, so he fell into the trap of Sang Gan so easily, you know, Sang Gan will never show mercy to a Central Plains man, even if he doesn't take the other party's life, but he will definitely let the other party either be injured or disabled.

"The third prince is really happy." Sang Gan laughed and got up from the chair, and walked to the middle, the man in white was already very tall, but he was also half a point shorter than Sang Gan, plus Sang Gan's tiger back and bear's waist, his dark skin, under the light of the fire, the muscles he had made were shiny.

The man in white took a few steps forward and stood directly across from Sangan. The two of them formed a stark contrast, the originally sturdy figure also became weak in front of Sang Gan, and the already white jade fingers looked a little pale at the moment.

Tuoya heard Sang Gan's rude voice calling the other party the third prince, and she understood why her father Khan was so grand this time, in the past two years, Qingxuanguo sent envoys with a little status, but this time he sent the prince of a country here, although Beiming didn't want to serve any party, there was no need to be disrespectful to Qingxuanguo.

However, seeing that his father Khan did not stop Sang Gan's recklessness, he knew that his father Khan also wanted to try what the legendary third prince Chu Yichen, who was named the king of Chiyan by the Qinglong Emperor at the age of ten because of his martial arts.

Adjacent to the Qingxuan Kingdom, many clansmen in the Northern Underworld have heard of this young but well-known prince, Toya does not deny it, when Sang Gan shouted the name of the third prince, Toya's curiosity was also hooked, although she secretly sweated for the man in front of her, but she also wanted to know whether this person was as powerful as the legend, or just a false name packaged by the glory of the royal family.

"General, please." The man in white made an elegant gesture.

"The third prince can go over there and pick a weapon, I know that you Central Plains people are good at using weapons, so as not to lose and say that I Sang Gan bullied you." Sang Gan's tone was rough and simple, but he was full of anger, and the smug ambition in his eyes seemed to have won the victory, which made the Northern Hell warriors present laugh boldly, as if the competition had ended, but they all forgot that it had not yet begun.

"I have long heard that General Sanggan is the first warrior of the Northern Underworld, a husband is invincible, this king has admired for a long time, today I finally have the opportunity to see the style, this king just wants to learn a little more, as for the weapon, use this jade fan in his hand."

Tuoya still couldn't see the appearance of the third prince, but through his light tone, Tuoya could feel that compared to Sang Gan's rudeness and arrogance, this person's faint kingly aura from the inside out made her unable to underestimate him with the crowd.

This person is not like she initially thought that she knew nothing, since he knew that Sangan was the number one warrior of the Northern Underworld, then he took the initiative to respond to the battle, if he didn't underestimate Sangan too much, then he was absolutely sure to defeat Sanggan.

A light breeze blew, the clothes of the third prince were slightly raised, he opened the folding fan, fanned it gently, with a faint smile on his face, the fan used by Chu Yichen was naturally not a mortal thing, the finely carved jade face, exuding a faint bamboo fragrance, seemed to be far and near, but a clear-eyed person could naturally see clearly, even if the fan was precious, it was just a fan, not a specially processed weapon.

Even if Toya couldn't see the faces of the third prince, she could still think of a thing or two from the red cheeks of those women.

For the warriors of the Northern Underworld, this move of the three princes is not only a provocation, but also a kind of contempt, Sang Gan's rough laughter is gone, and the contempt in his eyes has turned into a fierce color, with Tuoya's understanding of Sang Gan, Sang Gan has been enraged, if Sang Gan just wanted to insult this famous alien race, then at this moment his eyes are condensed with the reckless killing intent of the grassland boy, even if he is the famous Red Flame King of Qingxuan Kingdom.

Sang Gan's mouth let out a violent sound, a pair of thick arms grabbed Chu Yichen who was close to him, Tuoya's heart tightened, and a fine bead of sweat overflowed from the palm of her hand, she had seen Sang Gan's hands crush the enemy's bones alive, if he succeeded in this move, he was afraid that the famous Chiyan King, a pair of arms would be crushed and become a waste.

It's just that this seemingly dangerous move was easily resolved by the third prince, he toe lightly, moved back half an inch, leaned back, and made a gorgeous maneuver in mid-air, standing behind Sang Gan like a ghost, and didn't seem to use the tip of the fan to lightly touch Sang Gan's back, Sang Gan's huge body staggered forward a few steps unsteadily.

It was only at this moment that Toya saw clearly through the dancing flames that made the starry sky dark, so that they all gathered in his eyes in shame and condensed into a moving streamer, his shallow smile, not a half-trick of joy, as if the warm face that was as bright as the stars should have belonged to him. He does not have the glitz and glitz of the royal family, nor the cold and bitter winter of the emperor's blood, but the outstanding natural fairy bones make people can't help but want to crawl on the ground and respect him as the king.

Sang Gan felt ashamed, his eyes were split, and he reflexively attacked, and Chu Yichen was like sand between his fingers, every time it seemed to be in Sang Gan's hands, and every time it flowed away inadvertently.

Sang Gan's physical strength was passing rapidly, his breathing became short, and he gasped heavily, Chu Yichen gently fanned the jade fan, as if this battle had never been related to him.