Long Xiaotian's posture of no one in his eyes not only surprised everyone, but also made Ziyuntian angry.

"Your Majesty, please stop being angry, I just said what I should say, if Your Majesty is dissatisfied, I am willing to resign King Tuoba and return to the mountains and forests from now on, and then ignore the affairs of the kingdom, please Your Majesty do it!" King Tuoba bowed to Ziyuntian and said.

"You ......" Zi Yuntian secretly hated in his heart, he dared to let Long Xiaotian resign, once he resigned as the Tuoba King, who would guard the Northern Frontier? The Blood Demon Group Army would definitely cease to exist, and even the mountains and rivers in the Northern Frontier would fall into the hands of the Barbarians again, which was definitely not what he wanted to see.

Long Xiaotian was named King Tuoba completely by Ziyuntian and forced it to him, all for the sake of a large area of land in the northern frontier, and now it is controlled by the Blood Demon Group Army, and it has not been handed over to the kingdom yet, Ziyuntian can't do anything to Long Xiaotian at all.

And Long Xiaotian really didn't care about this Tuoba King, he told Zi Yuntian when he was crowned king, he could wait for the kingdom to send troops to take over the northern frontier, and then he would leave the falling moon, his life goal was not here, forming a blood demon army to recover the northern frontier was just a small goal in life, and he had a higher pursuit.

"King Tuoba!" the eldest prince spoke at this time, "I think King Tuoba is concerned about chaos, casualties are inevitable, as for dealing with the disciples of the Murong family in private, I think King Tuoba is just angry, please stop the fire, don't let people see jokes!"

"Hehe, since the eldest prince said so, I can't say anything more!" After speaking, Long Xiaotian sat down again and looked at the ring below.

But Murong Fu almost squirted a mouthful of old blood, and he was slapped in vain, feeling that there was a faint ridicule in everyone's eyes, which made him more and more angry, looking at Long Xiaotian's eyes were cold and vicious, eager to swallow his flesh and suck his blood, and he felt more ashamed than the last time he scrapped his arm.

But he didn't have the courage to fight back, so he could only bear it first.

The ice beauty Nangong Wan was in full swing, the ice and snow were flying, Shen Tujiao's delicate face was a little pale, and her body movement was a little sluggish, as if she was in a cold ice field.

The soul pattern shield on the top of the head was also frozen, and the snowflakes on the ring gradually condensed and turned into needle-shaped ice flowers, with terrifying lethality.

Shen Tujiao, as the three beauties of Falling Moon City, is also not to be underestimated, and she occupies one of the three masters of the Shen Tu family.

Although her movements are restricted, Shen Tujiao and her pair of short guns are ghostly, and the body they guard is not leaky, and Nangong Wan can't even take Shen Tujiao for a while.

"Hey!" Shen Tu Jiaojiao shouted, her hands shook violently, and the two short spears went out to sea like dragons, all the way like a broken bamboo, and everywhere she passed, the colorful ice flowers in the air were all vaporized, and they appeared in front of Nangong Wan in an instant.

At the same time, Shen Tujiao poked her hands behind her back, and two short guns appeared in her hands, and her slender thighs stomped into the ring, and with a bang, her delicate body shot out like an arrow, and the tip of the gun went straight to Gong Wan.

In the face of Shen Tujiao's fierce attack, Nangong Wan put her arms together, and all the ice flowers in the ring rolled and galloped, gathering towards her fiercely.

The dense ice flowers hit the short spears like needles, making the speed of the two short guns slower and slower, and when they reached the front, they were copied by her and collected in her hands, and at the same time, the ice flowers gathered formed ice bullets, rotating around the body at a rapid speed.

"Hurry!" Nangong Wanjiao shouted, and the ice bullets flew out one by one, shooting towards Shen Tujiao, and at the same time, her figure flashed, and the two guns in her hands were like a pair of elves, rushing towards Shen Tujiao.