Chapter 1202 (1/2)
Snow city.
Carrying a pair of silver wings, Zhu Qingyang stands aloof in the sky and dominates the snow city.
”I'm sure I'll win this meeting, and those who don't want to die will get out of my way!”
Zhu Qingyang's eyes are cold, like silver thunder flashing, can penetrate the void.
”Boom
At the same time, a powerful momentum burst out from Zhu Qingyang.
Like the atmosphere of a storm, it sweeps across the city in an instant, and the array on the city is humming, as if it is going to be broken in the next moment.
In QianXue City, people were even more frightened. They didn't expect Zhu Qingyang to be so domineering.
All the martial arts who came to the ice and snow palace recruitment meeting are young martial arts. How can they stand this insult.
”Zhu Qingyang, you are so arrogant!”
Immediately, there was a young Tianjiao angrily.
”Boom!”
Surging aura surging, rolling evil spirit into the air, into a long river, toward Zhu Qingyang.
On the long river of evil spirit, standing a young warrior wearing battle armour, his fighting spirit is amazing.
”This is the son of the Marquis of the great Jin Dynasty. The Marquis of the small town is also a feathered pride of heaven.”
Someone recognized the warrior.
The great Jin Dynasty is an old imperial dynasty, and its power is no less than that of the supreme sect such as the stepping on heaven sect.
The Marquis of Zhenjun was a semi saint in the great Jin Dynasty. His son, the Marquis of small town, cultivated by him, was not inferior to the general sage son.
This is why the small town Marquis dare to challenge Zhu Qingyang.
”Showy but not real, a fool piled up with genius and treasure!”
Zhu Qingyang glanced at the military Marquis of the town and sneered.
”Zhu Qingyang, you and I are both eclectic realm, so don't look down on people!”
The Marquis of the small town was furious, and his evil spirit was surging. He wanted to fight.