Tanamucuo, the great warrior of the Jade Chamber Palace, was already stunned on the spot, horrified, with waves of turbulence in his heart, constantly beating his mind.

The powerful Heavenly Warrior who had just accompanied the Golden Horde Prince Gonpo Nyima had no time to resist, and was frozen into an ice sculpture, then shattered and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Then the warriors sent by the Golden Horde Royal Court to intercept and kill them all turned into ice sculptures and shattered into pieces.

In the world where the wind and snow are howling now, this strange and shocking scene makes people feel extremely cold.

But what he had seen before was that Zhao Wujiang was just leisurely drawing something between heaven and earth, and then he killed all the people in the Golden Account.

Tanamtso could never have imagined that this young Daxia man was not a great warrior who was similar to him, nor was he a heavenly warrior who made him worried, fearful and even a little desperate.

The high priest with a little bit of rebellious mind.

For most of his life, no one in the grassland, except the high priest, had given him the same sense of oppression as Zhao Wujiang did now.

This oppressive feeling was so suffocating that it was difficult for him to breathe, so much so that he couldn't even hear Zhao Wujiang's questions clearly.

He only felt that his big hand holding the knife was shaking and not obeying his command.

At the same time, he felt a sense of joy in his heart, glad that he was mature and steady, and had not offended Zhao Wujiang before because of his identity as a member of the Great Xia Dynasty.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and finally came to his senses. Thinking of Zhao Wujiang's question, he looked in awe and a little panicked. He stumbled for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

If he had known that Zhao Wujiang was so tyrannical, he would not have asked those questions before.

He also understood why Zhao Wujiang rejected him twice in a row.

Because Zhao Wujiang is here, his questions and requests are meaningless. Zhao Wujiang will kill all the people who come to intercept the little princess this time.

Unless the high priest of the Golden Tent takes action personally, or the pilgrims under the Wolf God take action, it is possible to capture Zhao Wujiang and bring the little princess back to the Golden Tent or intercept and kill her on this ice field.

Tanamtso stuttered for a long time, but was still speechless. He could only bend down and lower his head, bowing to Zhao Wujiang.

At this time, the rest of the warriors in the Jade Chamber Palace were as silent as cicadas. They felt that the world had suddenly become much colder. They had never felt such coldness in their lives, and it almost froze their breath.

They were all filled with fear, even though Zhao Wujiang's miraculous attack was not aimed at them, but to kill all the warriors and princes of the Golden Tent so that they could return to the Jade Tent smoothly.

But they couldn't help but want to run away, fearing that if they were contaminated by even a little bit of the weird snow, they would turn into ice sculptures and die without any bones left, unable to return to the land of Jade Account.

And their fear became more and more fermented in their hearts. Recalling that they were following Zhao Wujiang and Xuelang Xiaobai before, they almost always had their shoulders crossed or their swords drawn, ready to attack Zhao Wujiang if the situation went wrong.

Their happiness and regret continued to spread in their hearts. Fortunately, they didn't really take action. If they did, they would all be buried in the ice field before the warriors of the Golden Tent Court came to intercept and kill them. They would not even have to run away and beg for mercy.

There will be no chance, just like the group of people who died in Jinzhang just now.

But they couldn't figure it out, why did Zhao Wujiang become so tyrannical? Even the Heavenly Warriors of the Golden Tent Royal Court had no resistance at all.

That was the Heavenly Warrior. There were not many Heavenly Warriors in the Golden Tent and the Jade Tent, and they didn't even resist in the slightest.

With Zhao Wujiang so powerful, I am afraid that only the high priest and others are qualified to be on an equal footing with Zhao Wujiang, right?

No wonder, no wonder the little princess would be so intimate with this Daxia man named Zhao Wujiang.

Only such a powerful man is worthy of the little princess...
Chapter completed!