"Hehehehe......" A sound like a death roar coming out of the throat of a tiger before predatoring came from Zhao Shanhe's mouth, and wisps of yellow-brown light and mist diffused from his body, as if it was a flame, flowing around his body.

The two beautiful concubines next to them were directly shocked.

"Tigers are harmless, people have a love for tigers, hehehe," Zhao Shanhe's laughter was extremely gloomy and cold: "I am strict with my seniority, I don't want to meet you in general, I can't think of killing people for too long, I think that tiger claws are not as sharp as before, it seems that in this world, some people's memory is always bad, and they forget the fear of being dominated by tigers." ”

The aura of powerful and invincible power permeated from his body.

In an instant, the people around the entire Mingyue Lake felt their hearts tighten, as if some terrifying giant beast was looking down in the sky, and the people in the Tianjiao Garden were all the prey of this giant beast.

In another immortal pavilion.

Li Qiushui slowly sat back.

In his eyebrows, there was a sword light, and his eyes opened and closed, like a knife sweeping the air.

Although he was furious in his heart, since Zhao Shanhe, the son of the Tiger Saint, was ready to make a move, Li Qiushui would naturally not do it again, although he had been completely enraged, but as a famous and strong man in the rivers and lakes, as the leader of the younger generation of the Ziwei Sect, Li Qiushui cherished his feathers very much, and would never join forces with Zhao Shanhe to deal with a junior who had debuted less than a year ago.

A suffocating atmosphere slowly spread throughout the Tianjiao Garden.

Today is just the first day of the opening of the park, and such a crazy battle has been set off in the waterlight printing ring, which makes everyone feel surprised, especially Ye Qingyu's big drink just now, like rolling thunder, stirring all directions, I am afraid that even the people outside Tianjiao Garden can hear it clearly.

At this time, countless people were lying on the garden wall, climbing on trees, squatting on high-rise buildings in the distance, desperately looking in the direction of the ring.

"What do you say, get up and die. ”

On the surface of Ye Qingyu's body, the brilliance flashed, and the white horse armor faintly appeared.

Shaoshang's sword was held in his hand, and the chill spread in all directions like a streamer.

Just in an instant, the entire Mingyue Lake was completely sparkling, the surface condensed blood-colored ice, the snow-colored cold mist rose into the air, the original bright clear sky was gradually shrouded in clouds and mist, and the biting chill radiated in all directions, on the shore of Mingyue Lake, countless people retreated frantically, the cold was like a knife, even the martial artists of the Lingquan Realm were difficult to resist.

There are a few children of the rivers and lakes, because they retreated a little late, the leather armor on their bodies is covered with frost, and they move slightly, and they instantly turn into powder.

"It's a terrible chill. ”

"This ...... How could the power of the ice attribute be so terrifying?"

"Retreat, retreat. ”

Someone screamed.

There was chaos on the lakeside.

There were large snowflakes falling in the sky.

Time seems to have regressed to the middle of winter.

In the flying snowflakes, Song Qingluo and Dugu Dixiu slowly retreated under the protection of the strong family members.

This terrible chill erupted, within a few hundred meters of Mingyue Lake, as if winter was coming, the wind was like ice blades, even the strong people of twenty or thirty Lingquan couldn't bear it, and they had to resist with their luck, and people like Song Qingluo and Dugu Dixiu were even more unbearable.

Song Jiannan's eyes flashed with deep jealousy and awe.

He didn't dare to imagine that a strong man like this was still oppressed by those noble students in the White Deer Academy a year ago, and in the four years before this year, the people in the entire Luming County City thought that this young man was an idiot and a fool, and those who had mocked and ridiculed him in the past, if they saw this scene, they were afraid that they would be scared and paralyzed, right?

Song Jiannan had already learned from his daughter's mouth that Ye Qingyu's current status in Youyan City.

I also knew the reason why I was able to enter this Tianjiao Garden.

In addition to being shocked, this shrewd businessman immediately realized that the opportunity for the Song family might have arrived.

But he didn't make a decision right away.

As for carefully inquiring about Ye Qingyu's various deeds in the city, he hadn't made up his mind yet, so he didn't rush to see Ye Qingyu, as a successful businessman, he knew when to make an investment to maximize the value.

It's just that all this he sees now makes Song Jiannan hesitate.

He had almost invested in Ye Qingyu.

But now, he can't be sure whether this young imperial marquis can survive this ring competition.

Moreover, Ye Qingyu's strong and domineering way of doing things almost does not understand human feelings and sophistication, which made Song Jiannan even more hesitant.

"Wait and see, wait and see, look at ...... again"

Song Jiannan persuaded himself in his heart.

At this time, he inadvertently glanced at it, and suddenly saw a figure in the crowd on the waterfront in the distance, subconsciously felt a little familiar, and looked at it, and suddenly there was a thrill in his heart, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

It's her?

How dare she come here?

Song Jiannan hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to stare at it head-on, but just used the residual light of his eyes to keep looking, and the more he looked, the more afraid he became.

......

Zhao Shanhe, the son of the tiger saint, finally got into the ring.

The momentum he exuded was as terrifying as a majestic primeval mountain, and the Yuanli light flame was like a tiger-colored markings, flickering in the void, and the diffuse tabby streamer was hundreds of meters high, enveloping the entire Mingyue Lake in it, not to mention the water light printing ring.

Ye Qingyu was surrounded by fifty silver dragon streamers around his body, and the dragon roared, and the snow mist was like a fire tree silver flower, enveloping him within one meter of his body, resisting the momentum of Zhao Shanhe.

Snowflakes fell in the sky.

"You think you're strong, you think you can break the game on your own, you self-righteous idiot. ”

Zhao Shanhe's gaze had a strange brilliance, and finally turned into a pair of tiger eyes that shimmered with light brown light, without the slightest human emotion in them, and there was a faint trace of yellow-brown tiger hair looming on the surface of the body, as if it was really about to transform into a fierce tiger.

It is rumored that the exercises of the Dragon and Tiger Sect and the Tiger Sect have been cultivated to the extreme, and they can be traced back to their origins and transformed into the Flood Desolation Divine Tiger of the Ancient Era.

Especially if there is an ancient white tiger bloodline in the body, the bloodline memory can be awakened and the demeanor of the mythical beast can be reproduced.

Zhao Shanhe is known as the reincarnation of the tiger god, although he does not have the blood of the white tiger, his exercise characteristics are more like the ancient fierce tiger, but the strength should not be underestimated, and Zhao Chuan and other elders practice the Tiger Sect Zhenzong Twelve stunts, Zhao Shanhe, as the holy son of the Tiger faction, cultivates the real Ancient Tiger Dao Mental Method, and it is one of the three fierce methods in the Ancient Tiger Dao Fierce Tiger Dao Mental Method, between the power of urging, it is like the ancient fierce tiger reappearing, just this terrifying momentum, can be intimidating without a fight.

At this time, the crowd around Mingyue Lake not only felt the cold and cold, but also felt that the tiger was like the prey targeted by the ancient fierce tiger, some of the timid people had been completely frightened to death, and there were even more unbearable people, the two trembled, there was a smell of dirty and smelly urine, overflowing from the two legs, it can be said that it was a shame to throw it home......

At this time, you can see the strength of the onlookers.

Those figures standing one meter away from the lake without changing their faces, May 1 is not the cultivation of more than fifty spiritual springs, followed by more than thirty spiritual springs, and again more than twenty spiritual springs, the cultivation of ten spiritual springs is no different from ordinary people, and they retreated far away to a hundred meters away, and most of the people who insist on not retreating are disciples of the three sects and three factions, occasionally there are some elders of small sects and the like, and there are also some wandering and idle powerhouses with strange opportunities.

The strength is clear at a glance.

"But you're wrong, you kind of frog at the bottom of the well, maybe Lu Chaoge and others will treat you as a treasure, but in front of my eyes," Zhao Shanhe's feet did not touch the ground, standing in the void, those strange tiger eyes without human feelings, like a cold and ruthless light hole, seemed to devour everything, he grinned: "In front of my eyes, you are no different from a bed bug, I stretched out my finger to press you, I felt that my hands were dirty." ”

"Don't show me superiority here...... What about people?" Ye Qingyu's eyes were like fire: "Since you are so confident, why do you want to do those things that don't see the light and tie me up secretly?"

He threw the white cloth in his hand.

This is a piece of white cloth that he snatched after killing Ziwei Zongluo Sanxing before.

It was torn from the robe.

It is the robe of Bai Yuanxing.

The button above, Ye Qingyu is very familiar with, it is the standard button of the White Horse Tower, made of delicate jade, and the standard equipment received from the baggage department, which is specially used by the patrol battalion to hold the sword.

"Oh, are you angry because of this?" Zhao Shanhe smiled: "It seems that I really think highly of you...... Well, how can I say it, because I don't like you, because you have ruined everyone, so there are many people who want to get rid of you, you have ruined the mood of others, and others naturally have to find a way to vent, you only have one, not enough for everyone to kill, so torture and torture the people around you, maybe the anger in the hearts of other people will be a little smoother?"

"Looks like I'm still looking down on you trash. ”

Ye Qingyu held the Shaoshang Sword tightly.

Since in Luo Sanxing's mouth, after learning that Bai Yuanxing and Ling'er were secretly tied up and taken away by the other party, Ye Qingyu's anger that had been suppressed for so many days finally broke out completely.

The filth of this group of people in the Jianghu Sect was far beyond his previous most malicious estimates.

"Since you care so much about those two wastes and that little boy, it's better like this, don't fight back, let me clean your blood drop by drop," Zhao Shanhe's tone was full of ridicule and banter, the more angry he was, the more crazy he became, the more he liked to torture his opponent, not only to torture **, but also to torture his mind.

It's all so boring anyway, so you might as well do something fun as you like.

It's a pity that there aren't a lot of people from the Youyan Army, and Lu Chaoge's old puppet is also gone, otherwise, in front of these people, he tortured and humiliated the most outstanding genius in front of him who was regarded as the most outstanding genius of Youyan Army for twenty years, and made him completely collapse, just like he did to that person twenty years ago, that's more interesting, right?

"My people, I'll save them myself. Ye Qingyu took a deep breath.

The vitality in his body began to run wildly, in the dantian world, one after another vitality springs rose to the sky, like pillars of light, he approached step by step, his eyes were like a sword, and he said word by word: "Slaughter your sick dog, in order to make those people jealous, it is best to travel far away and they are fine, otherwise, sooner or later, I will destroy the Dragon and Tiger Sect one day." ”

The voice fell.

Capture the sky.

With a vertical sword on his chest, his body was like a ghost, and Ye Qingyu shot first.