Chapter 490 (2/2)

”Brother, let me do it.” A Li stood in front of Jiang Hao, a face indifferent said.

Jiang Hao did not say anything, but said with a dignified face: ”Ali, he is a strong one in the transformation period. Let me come.”

”Elder martial brother, don't forget that I received the inheritance from the gods and Demons not long ago.” With that, Ali directly displayed the Dharma phase of heaven and earth, and suddenly his body soared tens of Zhang.

A li in the hand holds the frost long sword, the eye son does not have any emotion.

”Originally, Tiangong said that the palace of the Qi Dynasty was destroyed by gods and demons. At the beginning, I didn't believe it. Now when I see you incarnate ten Zhang, I believe it.” Ouyang Chengye looks at Ali without any feelings in his eyes.

A Li's frosting sword turned directly, and then his eyes showed a trace of indifference. He saw a sword yuan rising from the sky, and then, the sword yuan kept flowing on the frozen long sword.

”One sword makes nine states cold!” A Li roared and waved the frost sword in his hand.

All of a sudden, the sword awn gushed out of the frost long sword, and an incomparably strong sense of sword came to my face.

Ouyang Chengye looks at this sword, but does not have any feelings in his eyes.

”Xuanhuang fist!” Ouyang Chengye angrily drinks, the Mou son does not have any emotion.

In Ouyang Chengye's fist, however, it is incomparably powerful, which is several times stronger than Ali's sword.

”Falling snow and flying feather!” Suddenly, a very cold and sharp voice sounded, and a sword fell from the sky, directly separating Ali and Ouyang Chengye.

”Lord of the city!” When the guards of Xuecheng saw the sword falling from the sky, they saluted respectfully.

A Li and Jiang Hao looked up and saw a middle-aged man slowly falling from the sky.

He was wearing a long robe of Shu brocade, with a silver band of green dragon and phoenix pattern tied around his waist, and his hair was flaxen. His black pupils showed a trace of unruly defiance. His body was upright, and he was dignified and heroic.

He is the Lord of snow city, South Gate feirong!

”Ouyang Chengye, can you give me a face and stop here?” South Gate flying glory looks at Ouyang Chengye, slow voice says.”Lord feirong, can you give the Ouyang family a face? Give them to the Ouyang family? ” Ouyang Chengye did not answer, but a smile.

”I will not deal with them, nor can the Ouyang family deal with them.” Nanmen feirong looked at Ouyang Chengye, took a deep breath, and then continued: ”in the snow city, I guarantee their safety.”

Ouyang Chengye looks at Nanmen feirong, his eyes are full of shock, even his face is full of disbelief.