Beside him, the old weasel rode on the big black ox, its body bearing some bruises and wounds, which were inflicted by the World Destroyer earlier.
If it were an ordinary martial artist, they would have been dead long ago.
In other words, the old weasel has thick skin and flesh, and its vitality is exceptionally strong.
Although the big black ox was not as irritable as before, it was still very defiant, snorting white breath from its nostrils and stamping its hooves wildly, trying to knock the old weasel off.
Lan Yu nestled in Ye Feng's arms as the two rode together on a snow wolf. Her flowing hair brushed against Ye Feng's cheek, carrying a faint, sweet fragrance.
As for Xiahou Ba and Fatty Situ, they sat on the snowmobile in the back, which was pulled by three smaller snow wolves at a very fast speed, as if flying on the snow.
Suddenly, a figure stumbled and ran towards them from the front.
The newcomer was one of Leonif's men, severely wounded and covered in blood, who looked as if he had barely made it here.
The other person came up to Leoniv, but before he could say a few words, he died.
"Damn it!"
Leonif cursed under his breath, his face, mostly hidden by his fur hat, looking quite ugly.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Feng asked from the side.
Leonif looked grave and frowned as he spoke.
"Sect Leader Ye, do you remember Osgotovsky whom I mentioned to you before? That guy is a disciple of our Snow Country Old Demon. He was instigated by Gorn and took advantage of our seizure of energy crystals at Blood Wolf Pool to lead a group of experts into Snow Dragon City to force us to abdicate."
at this time.
Inside the Snow Dragon City Palace, a chilling atmosphere pervaded the air.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
The thick snow on the ground was splattered with blood, resembling blooming plum blossoms.
In the huge square in front of the palace gates.
Two groups of people are in a tense standoff.
One of them was a tall, elderly man from the snow country with a thick beard and a burly, rugged build. He had multiple injuries, and blood dripped from his thick arms onto the ground.
This person is the guardian of the Snow Kingdom Emperor, the old wolf king of the Snow Kingdom, with a high nose bridge and deep blue eyes filled with bloodlust. His cultivation has reached the early stage of the sixth rank of Martial Emperor.
He is a legendary figure in the martial arts world of the Snow Country, and his status is far higher than that of Leonif, the leader of the martial arts alliance.
He is also the one with the best chance of breaking through to the Martial Emperor realm and entering the Martial God realm.
He exuded a violent, bloodthirsty, and wild aura, panting heavily.
Because of his severe injuries, he could barely stand, his energy was waning, and he was on the verge of collapse.
Behind him lay a pile of corpses, all of them his subordinates and guards who served the Snow Kingdom Emperor.
"Hmph, old man, you can't stop us. If you know what's good for you, get out of here."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
Opposite them stood a middle-aged man from the snow country with a sinister expression and a ferocious smile. A scar ran from his brow to his chin, resembling a centipede crawling on his face.
This man was Osgotowski, who, at the instigation of Ghosn of the United States, split the Snow Country and proclaimed himself King of the Black Snow Country.
Meanwhile, the battle in the Black Snow Kingdom was still ongoing...
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