provincial capital.

In the magnificent box, Kuang Sanjiang was drinking and talking with Yang Cong, the new leader of the Yang family.

Yang Cong held the wine glass in his hand, his face full of joy: "Brother Kuang, I was able to take charge of the Yang family successfully this time, but thanks to you!"

"You and I have been friends for many years, why bother thanking me?"

Kuang Sanjiang shook his head and smiled: "However, we had agreed to deal with Chu Feng together before. Do Brother Yang have any good ideas?"

When Yang Cong mentioned this, he burst into laughter.

It looks like a complacent attitude.

Kuang Sanjiang frowned slightly: "Brother Yang, why are you laughing at?"

Yang Cong laughed and said, "I laughed at my incompetent uncle Yang Rouchuan, and Brother Kuang, you can't do anything to him like this little Chu Feng. It's not me that I would have boasted, if it were me, I would have to tear Chu Feng apart in minutes."

Kuang Sanjiang looked a little unhappy.

What Yang Cong meant was almost pointing at his nose and calling him a waste.

He couldn't help but snorted coldly, "I wonder what Brother Yang has to do with his opinion?"

Yang Cong curled his smile, glanced around him with a thunderous look, and leaned towards Kuang Sanjiang.

"I'm not to be hiding Brother Kuang, when I was traveling around the world three years ago, I saved someone by chance. This person is one of the three lords of the Heavenly Wolf Palace, named Xuelang."

Yang Cong said, and looked at Kuang Sanjiang proudly.

Kuang Sanjiang was confused: "What is the Tianlang Palace? What is it for?"

Yang Cong: "..."

He felt that his pussy was not pretending.

Because there was no preparation in the early stage.

After all, ordinary people have never heard of forces of the Tianlang Palace.

If I had not met Xuelang, I would not have known the existence of Tianlang Palace.

"It's a super force overseas."

Yang Cong looked at Kuang Sanjiang and saw him confused, and didn't know how to explain it. After all, his own understanding of Tianlang Palace was limited.

After pondering for a while, he said in a scathing voice: "Tell me this way, the snow wolf I met has reached the sixth level of the Imperial Dao. And he is only one of the three rudders of the Heavenly Wolf Palace. There is a stronger rudder above the three rudders of the rudders."

"I see!"

Kuang Sanjiang immediately felt awe.

The realm of the Imperial Way!

That's the top powerhouse in this world!

Yang Cong looked at him with horror, and his vanity was immediately greatly satisfied.

"This morning, Xuelang contacted me and said that he was ordered by the Lord of the Tianlang Palace to come to Ningjiang City to do business, but he was sensitive and should not make a big fuss, so he asked me to arrange a residence for him."

Yang Cong looked at Kuang Sanjiang mysteriously and smiled: "He is a master of the Sixth Heaven of the Imperial Dao. With my friendship with him, it will be easy to ask him to help kill Chu Feng in one sentence."

"So you're serious?"

Kuang Sanjiang was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he jumped up from the sofa.

His eyes were full of expectations.

Yang Cong nodded and said, "Of course it's true. When did I lied to you?"

"Okay! OK! If you can get the help of Xuelang, then Chu Feng is indeed not worth worrying."

Kuang Sanjiang hurriedly picked up the wine glass and toasted Yang Cong with a glass of wine: "By the way, when will the snow wolf come?"

"It's probably coming soon."

Yang Cong was full of confidence: "When he arrived, it will be Chu Feng's death."

"If this happens, it will all depend on Brother Yang."

Kuang Sanjiang grinned, no longer had any airs, and kept flattering Yang Cong.

...

Just as the two of them were drinking and drinking the celebration wine in advance.

Among the mountains ninety miles south of Ningjiang City.

There is a long abandoned mountain road here. At this moment, an off-road vehicle is running at a high speed and heading towards Ningjiang City.

The ones sitting in the car were Xuelang and his three subordinates.

Their mission on this trip was to go to Ningjiang City to confirm something at the order of the Lord of Tianlang Palace.

Is the Holy Lord of Changsheng Pavilion really here?

If you are there, then follow the clues and find out where the Chinese dragon vein is.

Because all the Holy Lords of the Changsheng Pavilion were guardians of the Chinese dragon vein, if he had settled in Ningjiang City for a long time, it was very likely that the dragon vein was here.

Boom!

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded.

Fires surged into the sky on the mountain road, and one of the off-road vehicles driving at a speed was blown away.

The car hit the hillside and almost overturned.

"Grass! Where did the explosives come from!"

An angry scold came from the car.

Xuelang held the spear in his hand and rushed out of the car window as soon as possible.

The remaining three subordinates also jumped out immediately afterwards.

The snow wolf glanced around with a bitter look.

There are mountains on both sides, with dense bushes covering the mountains, and no enemies can be seen at all.

"Stop looking for it."

Wang Jian sneered and walked out of the bushes.

Next to him was the cold snow shadow.

"It's you!"

The snow wolf is like a great enemy.

He hurriedly connected the spear that was removed in two pieces in his hand, lifted it backwards in his hand, staring at Wang Jian and Xueying with vigilance, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Are you too stupid, or are you not expressing it clearly enough?"

Wang Jian drew his sword out of the sheath and walked forward with great strides.

Xuelang subconsciously took a step back, and was shot in front of him, and said sternly: "Although my Tianlang Palace and Changsheng Pavilion have had a grudge, it has been settled last year. Do you do this today and want to break the contract?"

"Either get out of China or die."

Wang Jian stood five meters away from him.

The sound was not loud, but it made Xuelang and others tremble.

An invisible murderous aura enveloped the woods, and the birds and beasts around had already scattered and fled. The scene was dead silent and terrifying.

Xuelang was fierce on the outside and weak on the inside, and pointed the gun at Wang Jian: "Don't bully people too much. If you really start, it's not certain who loses and who wins!"

"Then try it."

Wang Jian smiled a little contemptuously: "Today I want to see if you, the former defeated man, have made any progress."

"You're so verbose."

Xueying beside her has long been impatient.

He glanced at Wang Jian with disgust, and the soft sword wrapped around his waist was unsheathed. His body was like a ghost, leaving a afterimage on the spot. The next moment, the sword edge had already stabbed in front of Xuelang.

Sharp!

Mars flew everywhere, and the energy dissipated.

The sword tip pierced on the gun barrel, and Xuelang felt his arms numb, and his body churned with blood. He took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body.

"you……"

He looked at Xueying in horror, feeling a little unbelievable.

Last year, they fought.

At that time, Xueying's cultivation level was not much different from that of him, and she was even a little weaker, but now she was far superior to him.

This terrible cultivation talent made him far beyond his reach.

"I just gave you the opportunity to leave China. If you don't cherish it, then let's bury you here."

Xueying said coldly.

Word by word, murderous aura splashes.
Chapter completed!