Liu Qinghuan's fight with the Japanese was magnificent, which made the snowmen who watched the excitement retreat again and again, and avoided them one after another. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The small tower is like a small mountain, even if you look at it, it feels heavy, not to mention the sun directly below.

As the first warrior under Hudal, Rige also changed color a little at this time, but he couldn't retreat, let alone defeat!

Khudal was right behind him, and he ran ahead to rush back on his own initiative, just to teach Khudal a lesson for these people. If he loses, it's not just his own face that will be lost!

Therefore, Rige stared fiercely at the rapidly falling giant tower above his head, and the blue stripes burning all over his body were like viable poisonous snakes, swaying and swimming on his face and body.

In the next moment, the giant tower smashed down, and the dull sound shook the ground for a while, and the snow on the ground splashed up like a splash, and all the flying snowflakes exploded, forming a snow mist that drowned the figures of the sun and the giant tower.

At this moment, everything was silent, and all the snowmen watched this scene with their mouths wide open, stupidly.

Their first warrior was stoned to death on each day?!

But a loud roar came from the snow and mist that gradually dissipated, and I saw that the heavy tower was actually rising little by little, revealing the ugly face of the sun that was swollen blue.

Liu Qinghuan, who was standing in mid-air, was not surprised by this result, he didn't want to smash the first warrior to death at once, that would only cause the dissatisfaction of the Yeti clan, but the lesson was indispensable.

Rige walked up step by step from the pit that had been smashed out of the huge tower, and with the roar he raised to the sky, his arms doubled with a bang, shrank down, and then slammed into the top!

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand, and the small tower flew up.

Rige gasped, his hands trembled slightly, obviously he had just been smashed lightly, and scolded: "Despicable villain, you have the ability to come down!"

Liu Qinghuan said with a smile: "You have the ability to come up?"

He didn't wait for the other party to catch his breath, the small tower fell down again, and this time Rige was no longer standing stupidly in place, pouting his ass and running.

The corners of Liu Qinghuan's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he saw that the bottom of the small tower suddenly cracked, like a huge mouth like a black hole, and the speed surged.

When Rige looked back, he was startled, and he turned in a direction as soon as he stepped on his feet, but he was captured by the giant mouth before he ran three steps, and with a bang, his huge body was swallowed by the small tower, and the bottom of the tower quickly closed.

In the screams of the surrounding snowmen, I saw the small tower suddenly stop in the air, and a loud bang came from the tower, and the whole tower swayed as if it was drunk.

Liu Qinghuan quickly played the trick, trying to maintain the balance of the small tower, and after a while, sweat appeared on his forehead.

There are more and more snowmen watching, and almost the snowmen of the entire Agu tribe have come out, whispering endlessly.

In front of a room in the innermost part of the valley that was larger than the other igloos, an old snowman with an old dragon bell walked out with a delicate wooden staff inlaid with precious jade spirit stones, and a young snowman greeted him, and said worriedly: "Wuhan, Rige has been accepted by that person's magic weapon, should we ...... it?"

The old snowman Wuhan raised his cloudy eyes that flashed with the light of wisdom, and scolded: "Nonsense, don't we have the rule that we Yeti Clan do not allow outsiders to interfere in duels?"

The young snowman hurriedly said, "That person is not from our clan!"

Wu Han stomped the wooden staff in his hand: "Fart, rules are rules, do you want to be looked down upon by others!"

At the exit at the other end of the valley, beyond the high walls of boulders, hundreds of tall and mighty snowmen are making their way through the wind and snow to reach the Agu tribe.

Yu Ying rushed back from behind the mountain, fell to Ye Cai'er's side, and said with a serious face: "What's the matter?"

Ye Cai'er whispered to him about the previous situation, but her eyes were still staring at Liu Qinghuan's figure in mid-air and the small tower that was constantly trembling.

Just when everyone thought that Rige was going to lose, they saw a loud bang, and a piece suddenly protruded from the surface of the tower, which was shaped like a fist.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, and there were only two more fist prints on the tower body in an instant, which made him feel distressed.

Forget it, if he destroys a spiritual magic weapon for a reckless man, then he will lose a lot!

So as soon as he pinched his fingers, the bottom of the tower immediately opened, and spit out the sun, and then the whole small tower quickly became smaller, and immediately pounced on Liu Qinghuan like a wronged child and got into his sleeve.

Rige rolled to the ground, stood up with his legs propped up, his mouth snorting and panting, his eyes were red, and he was obviously extremely angry.

He roared, as if he was going to choose a mad beast that he loved people, and with one punch he smashed an igloo next to him, and the huge ice brick was grabbed by him, his arms were rounded, and he threw it at Liu Qinghuan in mid-air with raging anger.

Ice bricks shot out, Liu Qinghuan took a few steps in the wind and snow, and dodged away as soon as his figure floated, and quickly dodged more ice bricks, and when he turned around, he saw a black spear from nowhere!

Liu Qinghuan's heart froze, this spear was black all over, shining with black and leisurely light, as soon as it appeared, there was a sharp and fierce cold killing intent spreading!

It's time to get real!

He didn't dare to be careless, the gray light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and the sword intent of life and death flew out with a vast gray qi, starting from the tip of the sword, the black quickly spread to the entire sword body, and the withered and dead sword intent spread out, making people's hearts flutter, and when they seemed to feel some loneliness and sadness.

The old snowman who was watching the battle from a distance jumped for a moment, and his old hand clenched the wooden staff tightly. If Liu Qinghuan noticed this, he would definitely find that the body of the staff was flashing with a faint spiritual light.

After taking out the black spear, the whole person suddenly calmed down, and his red eyes turned pure black, leaving only pure killing intent.

He leaned back slightly, his eyes were firmly fixed on Liu Qinghuan in mid-air, and the arm holding the spear swung back, and the spear turned into a black lightning, and a sharp whistle broke through the sky.

Here it comes!

Liu Qinghuan looked at the spear that was getting closer and closer with an expressionless face, everything around him had disappeared from his eyes, the crowd below, the ice and snow dancing in the air all turned into nothingness, and only the black lightning was left in his eyes.

The death sword that was quietly floating in front of him suddenly moved, as if it was just shaking inadvertently, and the next moment it met it, and the two black shadows met in the air and touched lightly.

The dead silence that was overwhelming was suddenly broken, and before anyone could come back to their senses, the violent sword intent suddenly erupted, with the two striking each other as the central point, and the goose feather snow within dozens of zhang instantly disappeared, forming an incomparably clean airspace.

What's even more terrifying is that in this airspace, black qi suddenly snaked out from the black long sword, spreading quickly like a spider's web, exuding the aura of destruction and death.

In the frightened gaze of the sun, the black spear snapped and broke!

"Hahaha!" There was a loud laugh in the wind, very fast from far to near. I saw the snowmen gathered around wake up to the laughter, and one by one they showed their fanatical admiration, and retreated one after another.

Liu Qinghuan looked at it in a blink of an eye, and a giant with a height of more than three feet approached, looking at him with a smile on his face, and his calm and capable temperament made people settle down at first sight. He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The guests who came from afar, the day is not as good as you, you won!"

This person's facial features are rough, his skin is gray, and he can't see a little blue, but it makes Liu Qinghuan feel extremely dangerous.