I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 430 Seven experts from outside the domain came to provoke

Everyone has their own ideas, this is a hundred surnames, a hundred possibilities.

Leng Qiu also has his own ideas, Huang Wuyou is a marriage arranged by Leng Feiyang, and she is also a woman who is tempted at a glance, so naturally she will pay more.

The main reason is that she was steadfast and unyielding in the face of crisis, which won his heart even more.

Anything else would not be an obstacle.

In just ten days of separation, Leng Qiu has undergone earth-shaking changes, and even spread a great reputation.

Anyone who dared to trouble him was killed, leaving no one behind.

So vicious, cruel, and vicious.

Therefore, when he came to the Snow Mountain Sect, the disciples who were standing at the door to entertain saw that it was Leng Qiu, all of them turned pale and trembling, fearing that they would be killed in anger.

Leng Qiu didn't care about their changes at all, and rushed to Huang Wuyou's place without joy or sorrow.

Along the way, every place he passed, all the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect were cowering, their eyes were dodging, and their legs were trembling, which made him uncomfortable.

His face sank, and he walked all the way with evil spirits.

This time it was even more exaggerated. Anyone who saw him knelt on the ground and sent him respectfully. Those who were devout were more devout than the suzerain.

It seems that Leng Qiu is a super big shot above the Snow Mountain Sect.

For this, Leng Qiu felt helpless, was his reputation really that strong?

Scared everyone to their knees.

The figure flickered, and when he reappeared, he was already approaching the Temple of the Holy Maiden, and what he saw in his soul consciousness made him extremely unhappy.

I saw seven young people, each with tall horns and dignified appearance, standing outside the formation of the Saintess Hall with a domineering posture.

Standing behind each of them was an expressionless elder, giving the Snow Mountain Sect great oppression.

Just like at this moment, Xue Wuya was standing outside the Saintess Hall, his face ashen.

An icy cyclone permeated his body, driving the snowflakes in the entire space, and continuously escaping to the outside.

"Sect Master Xue, what are you angry about? Aren't we discussing this? You didn't post an announcement saying that the martial arts competition is over. It is reasonable for us to come here. Do you want to go back on your word?"

One of them was a tall, thick-backed young man with a scar on his face, which gave him a rough and tall feeling.

It is an alternative rough quality, which is very attractive to girls.

"It's not that we're unreasonable. The matter of martial arts competitions to recruit relatives is publicized. We came here thousands of miles away, but we said there is no more. You won't give us an explanation?"

One exudes a cold aura, as cold as the suzerain of the Snow Mountain Sect, with a broad forehead, eyes like ice, without a trace of warmth.

At this moment, he also asked coldly.

"As for the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, all the participants who come here know that the final winner has been decided, and they leave voluntarily. There are no competitors, so how can there be a martial arts competition!"

Xue Wuya's cold voice filled the air, and then continued:
"You guys are naturally stronger than Leng Qiu, so I didn't say that. If you can't compare, leave as soon as possible. He doesn't allow anyone to covet Huang Wuyou!"

The last sentence is very apt.

Whether it is the Son of God or the Son of God, anyone who dares to covet him will be killed!

If Leng Qiu can let it go, Huang Wuyou won't let it go, after all it caused her great confusion.

"Leng Qiu, what is he? Where did the rubbish come from, and he is worthy to compete with me proudly? I am the prince of the Mobei Dynasty!"

The young man with the scar on his face said coldly.

"I am Kaishan of Huangshendian Road, a first-rank sect disciple. If you say you can't do it, you won't do it? What kind of thing?"

A young man with fine features but a thick frame, with a proud face, scolded coldly.

"Snow Mountain Sect, a mere seventh-rank sect, what kind of thing is it? Leng Qiu, the garbage in the Jiuliu Sect, can also compete with me? I, Cangmuya, Cangwu! Tell him to come out, let me see how powerful he is place!"

An unusually tall young man with a height of [-] meters said in a low voice.

"Leng Qiu, as long as he is not the chosen one, there is nothing awesome in front of us! Luoshui Jiang Family Jiang Yuxu!"

A rebellious man in a luxurious robe shook off the folding fan in his hand and fanned his long hair by his ears.

Four geniuses in a row, each arrogant, took a step forward, putting enormous pressure on Xue Wuya.

In an instant, the snowflakes all over the sky were blown away, causing the sound of wind to startle.

It seems that if there is a disagreement, there will be a big fight.

Facing their aura, Xue Wuya couldn't resist at all, and couldn't help but retreat again and again, reaching the edge of the formation.

But Huang Wuyou suddenly appeared and supported her.

Exquisite face, eyes like knives, swept across the 14 people at the scene, and coldly reprimanded:

"What are you guys, get out immediately!"

The white skirt fluttered on her body, and ice crystals scattered under her feet, exuding a cold aura all over her body.

In terms of momentum, it surpassed Suzerain Xue Wuya impressively.

"Huang Wuyou, you really have icy muscles and bones, immediately follow me back to the Mobei Dynasty, and you will be safe and sound!"

The scars on Ao Chongxiao's face were trembling, and he cried out in excitement.

He only cares about Huang Wuyou's physique, not her appearance and feelings.

"It's really beautiful. If you want to leave, you're afraid you'll have to pass through me!"

Jiang Yuxu next to him, with a huge smile on his face and excitement in his eyes, directly cut off his words.

Stunning beauties with icy muscles and bones naturally drive men crazy, and they don't want to let it go.

"You guys fight first, I want to see if she is still a virgin, don't be taken advantage of by others, we need to decide the winner!"

Cangwu of Cangmuya moved forward with a huge body, wanting to grab Huang Wuyou directly, hoping to find out what happened to her.

Facing the persecution of a group of geniuses, Huang Wuyou, whose strength was only at the sixth level of the Eighth Palace Realm, was completely powerless to resist, and retreated back with his thin body.

But at this moment, he saw a familiar figure coming from outside the crowd, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared instantly.

"Brother Qiu!"

With a shout, everyone's attention was focused on the approaching Leng Qiu.

His face was gloomy, and as he walked, his murderous intent was revealed, and a cold voice sounded:
"A group of sect geniuses who only know how to bully weak women. I really don't know how your sects taught you rubbish! If you don't want to die, get out!"

When he was far away, he saw this group of people with his divine sense and heard their voices.

To force Huang Wuyou is to seek death.

It's just that they didn't hear the voice at the front, so they didn't know their identities.

When the seven foreign geniuses saw Leng Qiu approaching, they couldn't help narrowing their eyes slightly.

The master of the four-polarization dragon realm is full of energy and blood, the momentum is like a mountain, and the coercion is shocking.

Such a character, is it really the younger generation?
The seven people were shocked in their hearts, and their bodies involuntarily retreated backwards, just like Xue Wuya just now, unable to bear the aura of Leng Qiu.

However, Xue Wuya couldn't bear the oppression of the seven of them.

Now, the seven of them couldn't bear the pressure of Leng Qiu alone.

Even more embarrassing!

(End of this chapter)