The sharp sword qi pierced through the sky and came straight towards Xue Chen's door. The Holy Spirit Sword moved slightly, and easily dissolved this sword.

"Okay, I was also trying to see how strong the captain of the White Dragon Team was!" The belligerent character in Xue Chen's bones was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Since the Grand Canyon of Death came out, Xue Chen hadn't fought a battle with anyone, and his hands were always a little itchy. Although he fought with Elder Bai Liang in the secret room, because it was just a temptation, Xue Chen did not use his true strength at all. And today, Zhan Tianlong, the captain of the White Dragon Team, actually took the initiative to challenge himself, which was very much in line with his appetite. He also wanted to take advantage of this to get to the bottom of the battle dragon and see if the so-called White Dragon team was really as powerful as the legend.

In mid-air, Xue Chen and Tianlong were far away, but the ice and snow couldn't hide the fierce sword intent.