Yi Daoxing snorted coldly, then took a step, and the long Pu Dao held it on the ground, dragging a long black line on the snow. His murderous intent appeared and walked towards Long Junchen. Every step of Yi Daoxing took, Long Junchen's heart would jump hard, and the round small stones on the snow country were moving, as if they were afraid of the soul-devouring sword on Yi Daoxing's hand, and hurriedly avoided both sides.

Long Junchen had not yet relieved from the injuries in the confrontation just now. He looked at Yi Daoxing, breathing a sigh of relief, and began to cough violently, appearing very painful, with blood oozing from the corners of his lips. Then, he remembered Yi Daoxing's slightly provocative words just now, and suddenly looked up and remembered some of his past events.

The father of Long Lingtian, back then, had ridiculed him like this, and looked down on him, thinking that he was not a good person. It was because of this reason that Long Junchen resolutely joined the Dragon Walker. After years of experience, he smoothed out the pride in his bones, and removed the magnificence that Zhongming Ding Food House should have, becoming a tough and cold ordinary person, and an indifferent and silent king of dragons.

Long Junchen raised his head and looked at Yi Daoxing. A cold light appeared without warning. The dragon-patterned dagger suddenly stabbed out like a letter from a poisonous snake. His eyes were very calm and cruel at this time, like a python staring at prey on the grassland, making people shudder!

The dagger containing the majestic murderous intent was like a tiger claw poked out from the snow, sharp and fatal. Long Junchen's eyes flashed with a resolute light, the dragon-patterned dagger carried a sonorous afterimage, and the slightest sound of breaking the wind was like a "kill" roaring out of the sharp blade, and this dull dagger stabbed Yi Daoxing's face.

Long Junchen now mobilized the dragon-patterned blood on his arms and stabbed it out with one blow, enough to break through a steel-cast city wall. However, Yi Daoxing just squinted his eyes and picked up the not-so-gorgeous Park Knife and blocked it in front of him. Long Junchen's desperate dagger hit Park Knife's knife surface, making a clinking sound, and a fatal blow, but it seemed to hit the mud deep in the wasteland, and it seemed to fall into a sea. The Park Knife did not even shake.

Yi Daoxing smiled disdainfully. He even stuck out his tongue and licked the snowflakes falling from the sky, leaving them between his lips and teeth, and savored the taste.

Long Junchen's mind moved, and his face was as watery as he faced with Yi Daoxing's intentional provocation. His right hand holding the dragon pattern dagger did not retract at all. His left fist was like a meteorite from outer space, and it blasted out without warning. Yi Daoxing also reacted very quickly, as if he had expected Long Junchen's punch, and quickly raised his left hand, turning into claws, claws into palms, one fist, and one palm, and naturally collided together.
Chapter completed!