Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

Looking at the furious Qiuniu, a glint of excitement flashed in Yazi's eyes.

In his view, not only did he have Qiuniu, a true master, but he also had several brothers with considerable strength.

With them, he wasn't afraid of even Jiang Xuan.

Thinking of this, Qiuniu stretched out his large hand and grabbed Yazi's body, saying...

"let's go!"

As he spoke, Qiuniu walked in front and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the sea.

After hearing what the Water-Avoiding Golden-Eyed Beast had to say, Jiang Xuan thought that Qiu Niu and the others might be easier to talk to.

However, upon seeing the other party's furious appearance and the Yazi sword in his hand, which had almost fully recovered, he was immediately struck by the sight.

Jiang Xuan instantly realized that he had been tricked by Ya Zi.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't care.

Whether it was Yazi or Qiuniu, or the people who surrounded them, or Chaofeng observing from afar.

These dragon sons must all die.

Anyway, if they don't obey, they'll all die!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan got off the Zhao family orphan.

He tapped his crimson dragon sword against the water's surface, a smile of great interest on his face.

"I never expected so many dragon princes to come and greet me. It really surprises me."

Upon hearing Jiang Xuan's words, Ya Zi let out a cold laugh.

"Jiang Xuan, keep smiling, because you'll be dead soon!"

When Jiang Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, his expression indifferent.

At this moment, Qiuniu took a step forward and looked deeply at Jiang Xuan. He could indeed feel the aura of a true dragon from him, but it was not strong.

It is absolutely impossible for him to be the reincarnation of a true dragon.

Of course, what he didn't know was that Jiang Xuan had already put the dragon ball away.

Currently, I only possess a portion of the dragon energy.

Chapter 329 When Qiuniu Makes His Move, People Really Die

Upon hearing Qiuniu's words, Jiang Xuan didn't say much, but simply looked at him quietly, though his aura gradually subsided.

At this moment, Qiuniu stretched out his hand and grabbed a musical instrument that resembled an erhu or a morin khuur.

Before Jiang Xuan could make any move, Qiuniu began to play his zither.

"Mmm~"

The voice started off strong and high-pitched, giving people a sense of grandeur and power.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan stretched out his hand, and the Crimson Dragon Ancient Sword beside him disappeared with a whoosh.

However, when it landed next to Qiuniu, it couldn't penetrate it at all; a transparent barrier blocked the Crimson Dragon Ancient Sword.

Even if it breaks through at an alarming rate, it will be to no avail.

Jiang Xuan didn't show anything, only a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He looked around at the power of heaven and earth that he could not normally see.

At this moment, Qiuniu is mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, and the emotions of heaven and earth.

His music is grand and powerful, as if you are in the middle of the ocean, feeling its surging waves.

In reality, the entire ocean is indeed beginning to change little by little under the influence of the forces of heaven and earth.

The surging, turbulent waves began to sway.

Before long, a giant wave tens of meters high crashed towards Jiang Xuan, followed by countless waves, one after another.

Not to mention the immense power and terrifying force that ordinary waves tens of meters high can generate.

Most importantly, it contains the power of heaven and earth.

Jiang Xuan was naturally fearless, while the orphan of the Zhao family beside him was already kicking and trying to escape.

Jiang Xuan patted his head and said.

"Go play somewhere else, don't go too far."

The orphan of the Zhao family let out a muffled cry, then, with a cheerful expression, skipped and hopped away from where he stood.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the sky, where the giant wave was about to appear in front of him.

With a gentle stroke of his Crimson Dragon Ancient Sword, the towering waves were instantly cleaved in two.

At the same time, Jiang Xuan took a step and instantly appeared in front of Qiu Niu and the others.

Qiuniu snorted coldly, his fingers moving up and down on the strings, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

Jiang Xuan saw the terrifying demons and monsters that had suddenly appeared around him.

They pounced on him one by one, trying to tear Jiang Xuan to pieces.

However, Jiang Xuan showed no fear in the face of this situation.

He merely curled the corners of his lips into a slight smile, revealing a faint expression on his face.

"This guy's ability is an area-of-effect attack."

After Jiang Xuan finished speaking, he instantly appeared beside Qiuniu, and with a sudden flick of his longsword, he slashed directly at Qiuniu beside him.

when!

Although a metallic clang rang out, it blocked Jiang Xuan's sword strike.

However, Qiuniu could see that the barrier around him could no longer hold him back.

He could clearly feel that cracks were appearing on the barrier.

Qiuniu knew in his heart that if he swung his sword again, the barrier would surely shatter.

Thinking of this, Qiuniu took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Xuan beside him, picked up the horse-head fiddle in his hand, and smashed it at Jiang Xuan in front of him without hesitation.

Jiang Xuan was genuinely stunned for a second, after all, the elegant musician who had just been playing the zither suddenly picked up his instrument and smashed it aside.

Is this...normal?

Fortunately, Jiang Xuan reacted quickly. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the morin khuur.

The two men looked at each other, and Qiuniu was genuinely surprised by the situation.

After all, he was quite clear about his own abilities.

Especially strength.

He believed that among all the dragon princes, no one was stronger than him.

Normally, Jiang Xuan should have been smashed away by him.

But Jiang Xuan caught it easily, seemingly with ease.

Qiuniu snorted coldly, spun his horse-head fiddle sharply, and then smashed it down on Jiang Xuan's head again.

As Jiang Xuan watched the morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) approaching, he narrowed his eyes, then lightly tapped the ground with his foot, disappearing like a ghost.

Qiuniu's morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) crashed to the ground with a loud "boom," creating a huge splash.

At the same time, he twisted his body suddenly and waved the morin khuur behind him.

However, to his surprise, Jiang Xuan was not there.

Just as Qiuniu looked to the side, a voice rang out from behind him.

"What are you looking for?"

Before Qiuniu could react, after Jiang Xuan finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Qiuniu lowered his head and saw a sword tip protruding from his chest.

Qiuniu snorted coldly and turned around again, but once again he missed.

At this moment, Qiuniu still looked like a human, but Jiang Xuan could tell that the expression on his face was different.

It's about to transform.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan took a step back, a look of great interest on his face.

After all, he had never seen it before, but he could guess that it was probably a cow that looked like a dragon.

Just as he had expected, Qiuniu began to change.

His body first revealed bulging muscles, and then his entire face underwent a dramatic change, becoming a terrifying and ferocious face.

At the same time, two bull horns grew on his head.

"Ugh, so boring!"

Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Xuan subconsciously looked at the Zhao family orphan, who was also standing there in a daze not far away.

"stuffy?"

Jiang Xuan laughed heartily and said.

“I told you long ago that your braying doesn’t sound like a donkey, it sounds more like a cow or something.”

"After all, donkeys bray and moan, but you're always so quiet and withdrawn."

"Now it seems that it was absolutely right."

Upon hearing his words, the orphan of the Zhao family showed a look of displeasure on his face.

After all, he's no ordinary donkey. So what if he brays sullenly? No matter how sullen he brays, he's still a donkey!

It's not a cow!

Thinking of this, the orphan of Zhao cried out and went directly to Qiuniu.

His body shimmered with golden light as he appeared before Qiuniu and kicked him squarely in the chest without hesitation.