In a private room in the Xianke Building, Xue Qinghan stood in front of the window, looking at the noisy street below, and was indifferent to the surging spiritual power fluctuations behind him.

"Ah~ Bastard, kill him, kill him, kill him..."

On the street outside the Cyclops, Bao Wenlong held his bloody palm, his face was ferocious and kept roaring. Around his body, figures stood up in a mess, but there were red sword marks on his body.

The Cyclops were originally located in the most prosperous area of ​​Snow King City, with a huge flow of people. Now it caused such a commotion and immediately surrounded a bunch of people. However, no one dared to approach. The young man in white who caused the commotion did not know what origins, but they all knew the people who kept shouting there.

The two Bao family guards came straight to Xue Qinghan, wanting to take Xue Qinghan down first, but how could this be so easy to do it? Even though their cultivation has reached the late stage of the Taoist God Realm, or even at the peak, when facing Luo Shuang, they still felt the dangerous aura filled the room. At this time, a white light flashed in front of them, and the girl was wearing a white dress fluttering gently, and the long sword in her hand pointed at the two of them, forcing them to give up, and they looked at Luo Shuang with a serious expression.

"Young Master, do you have to offend the Bao family so much? You have to think clearly whether the consequences of being an enemy of the Bao family can withstand the anger of the Bao family." The man in black at the peak of the Taoist God Realm said, "And, this is the Snow King City."

"Ha, I still know that this is Xuewang City instead of the Bao family? Don't worry, all the consequences are just to come to me." Xue Qinghan turned around and said calmly. What's the use of nonsense in the current situation? Besides, Xue Qinghan didn't plan to give up. It seems that people still need some popularity, otherwise, as his second son of the Xuewang Mansion, there should be no one in this Xuewang City that dares to provoke him so unscrupulously. Since that's the case, let this kind of eye-opener and remember it for a long time.

In addition, there is one reason why Xue Qinghan started this directly, that is, the aura emitted from Bao Wenlong, which made Xue Qinghan feel deeply disgusted for no reason, exuding a hidden and cold feeling.

"I heard that the elves are born archers, and your cultivation seems to be equivalent to the Taoist God Realm, right?" Xue Qinghan asked, looking at An Yu, a girl from the elves who seemed a little timid next to her.

An Yu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slightly: "Yes."

Xue Qinghan's mouth curled up a curve, and a light flashed on his hand. A white longbow with a tangled pattern appeared in his hand. Xue Qinghan handed the longbow to Anyu, pointed to the bottom, and said, "You can make do with the bow first. I want you to drive those annoying guys aside, don't disturb me. As for what to do, I will do it yourself. No need to worry about the consequences."

"But......"

Anyu was a little hesitant, but Xue Qinghan had no intention of giving him time to react. He stuffed the long bow in his hand into Anyu's hand, turned over and jumped out of the window, leaving a sentence in Anyu's ear: "If you fail, you will be deducted your salary. If you want to leave, you will have to wait longer."

"Why is this happening..."

"You guys, come up and catch the bastard for me. I'm going to peel him off."

"Why don't you go quickly? A group of people were thrown down by a slut. Is it embarrassing to throw them away? What's the use of asking you bunch of trash?"

Bao Wenlong kept roaring, and the two chopsticks inserted in his hand had been pulled out. However, there were wisps of faint red evil energy flowing from the wound, making it difficult for the wound on his hand to heal. The red blood dripped and the heart-wrenching pain made him crazy.

At this time, at the window above, a figure in white clothes stepped on the void, walking towards the garden with a faint smile on his face, and he looked at the furious Bao Wenlong jokingly.

"Take me and kill him!" Bao Wenlong said angrily. While speaking, he saw a purple nine-story tower rising from his body, carrying a majestic aura, with strong pressure, and the road flowed in the rules, emitting a dazzling light, long in the wind, and suppressing Xue Qinghan.

Around Bao Wenlong, a group of people also took out their weapons and attacked Xue Qinghan.

Xue Qinghan looked at the overwhelming attack, his face calmed down. He turned his head and opened his mouth to the girl in black standing at the window, silently but clearly conveying four words: You have a salary deducted.

Then, there were a series of void swords around Xue Qinghan's body condensed and revolved around Xue Qinghan, forming a huge sword energy storm, covering Xue Qinghan's body. Xue Qinghan's eyes showed a little starlight, revealing a mysterious hazy meaning.

Xue Qinghan stepped on the void, her figure was unpredictable, and afterimages appeared, and the sword intent roared, passing through the gaps of attacks.

The sound of metal and stone collisions that sounded from time to time were accompanied by a spiritual weapon being knocked out. Some of the spiritual weapons were even printed with clear finger holes, and cracks were everywhere, like spider webs, which made people worry that they would break up in the next moment.

Xue Qinghan's left hand was surrounded by a faint blood-colored light, and his five fingers were carved from blood jade, but they exuded a terrifying sharpness and killing aura; his index finger and middle finger of his right hand were put together, and his fingers were used as a sword. The sword intent in the void was spreading, and the sword energy was lingering. Xue Qinghan moved quickly and walked through the attacks. If he really couldn't avoid it, he pointed at him with a arrogant point.

An Yu looked down, bit his lip, and finally raised his longbow. The black light flashed on his body. He opened his bow like a full moon. An arrow that was pitch black like night condensed, but there was no slight fluctuation spread out.

At this time, Zhang Gong's An Yu seemed to have suddenly changed into another person, becoming extremely focused. He could no longer see the previous timidity on his face. Without hesitation, he took action decisively and sharply.

Black arrows crossed the sky, and during the flight, they quickly split and turned into rain of arrows and covered them. The arrows were as dark as ink, not as evil as demonic energy, but with an extremely pure dark aura.

Suddenly, a scream sounded, and several people were shot by black arrows, and the erosion of the dark aura brought a strong sense of pain. After that, the rain of arrows fell, and it turned into a formation. The more dense attacks fell, leaving the crowd unable to take care of themselves and no longer able to attack Xue Qinghan.

Xue Qinghan looked at the black arrow rain that was covering her face and was a little surprised. She didn't expect that she was quite capable, so she would not deduct her salary.

Xue Qinghan flashed and headed straight for Bao Wenlong. Without the obstruction of others, Xue Qinghan quickly approached her.

Bao Wenlong was panicked and quickly blocked the spiritual weapon tower in front of him to defend himself. At the same time, his body was filled with yellow light, which was the "Tianyan Jue" by the Bao family.

Xue Qinghan ignored this and faced the tower of spiritual weapons, he punched it without hesitation. On the fist, the sword energy and the blood-colored evil energy shone together.

"Clang~"
Chapter completed!