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On the southern outskirts of Beiao City, in a clearing in the middle of the forest farm, the black eagle fell from the sky, and when the black eagle stood firm, Xiao forced himself to come out of the cramped box and breathe in the fresh air. Read the latest chapters for the first time

The fresh air of the forest and meadow penetrated into his heart one by one, and his mood instantly improved.

After the Northern Austrians in the take-off and landing field recognized Xiao Qiang's clothes as Dongjue people, they showed strong hostility, Wan Lei was in a hurry, and rented two carriages at five times the price, and after everyone got the carriage, they rushed in the direction of the North Olympic City.

The carriage drove out of the forest farm, and entered the endless grassland, and in the distance of the North Olympic City, the towering tents seemed to be mushrooms, one after another, full of grassland style, which made Xiao Qiang in the carriage frightened.

When the carriage was about to cross a wooden bridge, in front, a team of people rushed from the other end of the bridge, and when they reached the center of the bridge, they happened to be blocked with Xiao Qiang's carriage.

More than a dozen grassland people, all riding the mounts of divine horses, gorgeously dressed and draped with weapons, were led by several young men, heroic and proud, with a look of pride written between their eyebrows.

A young man at the head rode on the horse, his face was red, he looked at the stopped carriage with a grim face, and shouted loudly in the steppe language, as if to let the carriage go back.

Wan Lei stepped down from the carriage, glanced at the teenagers in surprise, and asked the coachman about the situation.

Several teenagers suddenly saw Wan Lei's Dongjue outfit, and their faces couldn't help but change slightly, revealing hostility.

"Dongjue dog, get out of the way, otherwise we're welcome" The young man led by him shouted at Wan Lei in Dongjue language, which was not fluent.

Wan Lei's face turned pale, and he said loudly, "I am the person of the Jade Princess, you had better speak politely"

Dongfang Yu has been to the North Olympic City many times, and he also has some reputation in the local area, Wan Lei really doesn't want to cause trouble, so he directly declares his identity.

It's embarrassing to say, although he is an invisible organization after all, he can't talk about it, so Wan Lei doesn't have any title that he can handle.

The red-faced young man paused for a moment, and suddenly laughed and said, "Dongjue dog, let me ask you, it's the Jade Princess in the carriage."

Wan Lei suppressed his anger and said coldly, "No, it's a guest of the Jade Princess."

The young man pursed his lips and said contemptuously, "Since it's not the Jade Princess herself, then why should I give way, I'm the prince of the grassland."

Wan Lei had a headache, the grassland tribes were crowded, and there were many princesses and princes, judging from the mounts and equipment of the boy and his entourage, the boy didn't seem to be lying.

Moreover, in the steppe of the Northern Austrians, the serfdom system is still retained, as long as there is the title of prince, the status is very high, and it is not something that ordinary people can provoke.

But to let him go back is a humiliating thing.

When Wan Lei hesitated, Xiao Qiang got out of the carriage, walked to Wan Lei's side, looked at the arrogant teenagers opposite, and raised his voice, "I'll count three times, if you don't retreat, I will throw you all into the river"

The red-faced prince looked at Xiao Qiang in surprise, then turned around, translated Xiao Qiang's words into grassland language, and told everyone.

Everyone couldn't help but let out wild laughter, the red-faced prince turned around again, glanced at Xiao Qiang in a cyan robe, smiled contemptuously, and said coldly, "I will also count three times, you immediately kneel down like me and beg for mercy, otherwise I will cut off your head"

"One"

The red-faced prince and the warriors behind him laughed as they shouted.

"Two"

The prince drew his sword, and the warriors behind him also drew their swords one after another, and slashed at Xiao Qiang and Wan Lei a few times with great force.

Seeing that Xiao Qiang was still standing there quietly, the red-faced prince had neither retreating nor kneeling, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of gloom.

"Three"

The red-faced prince's tongue was thunderous, and at the same time as the word "three" was exited, the red light of the saber in his hand flashed, and an arc-shaped knife light peeled off from the blade, flying towards Xiao Qiang's neck like lightning

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Xiao Qiang's figure flashed suddenly, as fast as a ghost, and while sprinting forward, the dragon sword erupted from the palm of his hand, and at the same time as the light flashed, the dragon sword trembled, and let out a clear dragon groan.

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Countless ripples shook down from the dragon's sword and swept forward, and when the red-faced prince was about to continue the attack, his head was swept by the light waves, and a roar suddenly sounded, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, and his movements slowed down.

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Xiao Qiang's dragon sword, the blade of the sword slammed into the face of the red-faced prince

Before the frivolity of the red-faced prince's face could subside, a deep blood mark was made, and the muscles of his face trembled violently, and then his whole body flew up uncontrollably, tumbling in the air, and falling heavily into the river under the bridge.

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Xiao Qiang was interspersed like electricity, constantly shaking the ripples of the soul attack, and the grassland warriors on horseback didn't have time to react at all, falling into a short period of sluggishness, and then being slapped in the face by Xiao Qiang's sword, and planted into the icy river.

In the blink of an eye, all seven or eight people fell into the river, poked their heads out one by one, and shouted and cursed.

Wan Lei was worried that Xiao Qiang would kill people and make a big deal at first, but after seeing Xiao Qiang grasp the measure, his cold face couldn't help but smile.

"Xiao Qiang, let's continue on our way. Wan Lei turned a deaf ear to the shouting and scolding in the river, re-entered the carriage with Xiao Qiang, drove away the horses that had lost their owners, and drove away.

"Dongjue dog, I remember you, I'm going to kill you" When the carriage was far away, the red-faced prince crawled out of the river in embarrassment, pointed in the direction of the carriage, and scolded.

An elderly samurai walked up to the prince and said in a solemn voice, "Your Royal Highness the prince, that person's skills are not weak, he should be a cultivator, they are going to the Northern Aojo"

The battle of the Ten Cities has touched people's hearts, and in the past few days, not only have a large number of Northern Olympic cultivators converged towards Northern Olympic City, but also many Dongjue cultivators.

The red-faced prince was slapped in the face by Xiao Qiang, holding back his anger, and after hearing the old man's words, he nodded with understanding, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go into the city, let my uncle help me out of this breath, in the grassland, no one can slap the face of the grassland people"

At dusk, Xiao Qiang and Wan Lei's carriage entered the North Olympic City, and the two knew that they were always followed by a spy who seemed to be the red-faced prince's subordinates.

They also didn't know, and after entering the city, they walked through the bazaar, and finally came to a tent area where Dongfang Yu stayed.

"Xiao Qiang, you have a good rest first, I will go to report to Her Royal Highness the Princess, and Her Royal Highness will hold a banquet to entertain you in the evening. Wan Lei placed Xiao Qiang in a spacious dome tent, and after explaining a few words, he went to ask Dongfang Yu for peace.

However, Xiao Qiang hadn't been lying down for long, and there was a commotion outside, and the red-faced prince took people and looked for the door