Xiao Qingyu is an extremely protective person, the lion was injured, and he naturally wanted to get this account back.

"Wait a minute, how about sitting down and talking?" Bai Haoran said lightly at this time.

Hearing this, the god of death took a step back, he, the god of death, was more like Bai Haoran's minion.

"We don't seem to have anything to talk about. Xiao Qingyu shrugged his shoulders and said lightly! He, Xiao Qingyu, is leaving, and no one can keep him.

"Don't you want to hear about your woman?" Bai Haoran looked at Xiao Qingyu, his eyes narrowed slightly.

How could he Bai Haoran not make double preparations, but he didn't know that Xiao Qingyu had already taken precautions, so. At this time, threatening him with this is somewhat ridiculous in Xiao Qingyu's opinion.

"Do you think your people can really touch my woman?" Xiao Qingyu smiled disdainfully, he didn't believe that Bai Haoran had the ability to take people away in Ye Boyuan's hands.

If the Dragon Guard Pavilion makes a move, it is still possible, Bai Haoran's subordinates. I don't have that ability.

When Bai Haoran heard this, his face couldn't help but change, "Very good." Bai Haoran nodded deeply, and the next moment, the god of death stepped forward. Bai Haoran at this moment is more like a gambler at the end of his rope.

Since the Grim Reaper is as famous as Xiao Qingyu, in his opinion, he should be able to compete with Xiao Qingyu.

When his people come, the ghost fox will be a lion at that time, so don't think about retreating.

Since he can't catch his woman, it's okay to catch his subordinates, who let Xiao Qingyu protect his shortcomings like this.

The god of death stepped forward, Xiao Qingyu also greeted him, his eyes met, "I have been active in the East, and I have always regretted not being able to fight with you, but this time, it is my regret." The Grim Reaper looked at Xiao Qingyu and smiled coldly.

"So you can look at it. Xiao Qingyu grinned.

No one in the world has ever dared to be so arrogant with him, whether it is the God of War or the Hades King, in front of Xiao Qingyu, which one is not full of jealousy.

In this world, except for Yan Qingtian and others, who dares to say that they will win in front of Xiao Qingyu?

"Hmph. Hearing this, the god of death couldn't help but snort coldly, he naturally heard what Xiao Qingyu meant, but he didn't think he would lose.

In fact, Xiao Qingyu also thinks the same, and the two seem to have the same confidence.

The next moment, the two figures moved in unison, and when the interior was destroyed, the figures of the two left at the same time and appeared under the night sky.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of the god of war's mouth, his chest rose and fell abnormally, and his blood surged, looking at Xiao Qingyu, his eyes were slightly red.

"That's it. Xiao Qingyu smiled disdainfully. Barely comparable to the Hades, I really don't know where this guy's confidence comes from, didn't he learn about Xiao Qingyu's record?

Or, he felt that the legend was exaggerated, and he didn't think that Xiao Qingyu's opponents were so powerful?

"Die. When the Grim Reaper heard this, he sneered. After many years of crisscrossing the East, he has no reason to be scared to death, or rather, he has never lacked the courage to strike a blow.

Who is he? The Grim Reaper of the East?

In fact, he refused to leave, and even had to share the victory with Xiao Qingyu, but he just played himself more tragically.

He, a minion, can be regarded as doing his best for his master, that's all.

When the god of death rushed over violently, Xiao Qingyu's footsteps turned, and an afterimage crossed in front of him, but he had already lost Xiao Qingyu's figure.

Speed, strength, realm, the current Xiao Qingyu is flawless, and Lin Xiaoya has helped him a lot.

Make up for the last bit of weakness, and now he can, except for Yan Qingtian's level, no one can fight with him.

When a hand was about to be placed on the shoulder of the Grim Reaper. The Grim Reaper felt a chill in his back, this was an intuition cultivated after years of killing, and he turned around suddenly, but when he turned around again. In situ, he lost Xiao Qingyu's shadow again.

This man is teasing him a look of humiliation appeared on the face of the god of death with xiao qingyu now at his current speed he can find countless opportunities to attack him but. He didn't.

Death did not expect that one day, he would fight people in such a humiliating way.

In fact, Xiao Qingyu didn't have much intention of humiliating the god of death, that set of footwork. He is not yet proficient, in his opinion, actual combat is the easiest way to train a person, and the moves sharpened from actual combat are also the most applicable.

Rare. With such a good sparring partner, how could Xiao Qingyu miss it easily.

"Xiao Qingyu. The angry roar of death resounded through the night sky.

He hated this feeling so much, there was a feeling of power and nowhere to vent, and with it came anger, emotional irritability.

Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but smile disdainfully. For this degree of emotional control, the name Grim Reaper is an exaggeration.

In the final analysis, the level he played was obviously a step worse than Xiao Qingyu.

"Who do you say, who will win?" Bai Haoran asked, sitting on the sofa looking at the ghost fox and the lion, even if he was alone in front of Xiao Qingyu's two subordinates. He didn't have anything to worry about.

To kill him, the ghost fox and the lion had too many opportunities, but after all, they still didn't make a move, which meant that Xiao Qingyu had no intention of killing him.

In fact. He is really not afraid, the Bai family is unbearable, he is going to die, and it is still possible to let Xiao Qingyu lose his life.

"Naturally, it's Childe. The lion said lightly!

There is no doubt about this, for their own sons. The lion has absolute self-confidence.

Since Xiao Qingyu's debut, he has never been afraid of anyone.

The god of war in the west can't help Xiao Qingyu, and neither can the Hades King, and the god of death can't do it.

Therefore, the two of them are not even interested in seeing the results.

"So confident. Bai Haoran smiled faintly.

"You say I'm not kind to the two of you, and I don't even hide anything from you, the way you do things is a little chilling after all. Bai Haoran said lightly!

The lion heard this. But he smiled coldly and ignored it, he was loyal to only one son.

"If you don't make enemies of Childe, we will be friends. The ghost fox said lightly! He never denied his appreciation for Bai Haoran.

"Then you can talk about it, and evaluate me and him. Which is better or worse?" Bai Haoran looked at the ghost fox and asked lightly!

In the final analysis, at this point, he did not give up his mind of comparing with Xiao Qingyu.

The younger generation, Langyue is already a waste. Defeated again and again, he didn't even have the courage to raise his head, Xiao Qingyu was known as the first person in the younger generation, and he Bai Haoran felt that he could still compare with Xiao Qingyu.

The answer you hear in your opponent's mouth. Nature is the most pertinent.

Under this indifferent appearance, there is actually a strong sense of competitiveness.

"In terms of ambition, the son is not as good as you. The ghost fox said with a pertinent face!

Bai Haoran's heart and wrist are definitely the best candidates to be a hero, in contrast, Gongzi is not good, he is too affectionate, and he has many bottom lines that he is unwilling to cross. At least he couldn't be as unscrupulous as Bai Haoran.

"Rare, rare. Bai Haoran chuckled.

At this time, the battle outside seemed to have come to an end.

The roaring god of death couldn't help Yama after all, "Enough of playing, you can go and see the real god of death." Xiao Qingyu's disdainful voice sounded in the night sky.

In the face of the ultimate punch of the Grim Reaper, Xiao Qingyu did not dodge or dodge. In the clash of strength, even Yan Qingtian did not dare to sweep his edge, let alone the god of death in front of him.

In terms of internal force, Xiao Qingyu is not weaker than anyone in the world.

A punch was also thrown out. A crisp sound of bones breaking, the figure of the god of death staggered back, looking at Xiao Qingyu's narrow eyes, the god of death finally realized Xiao Qingyu's strength at this moment.

If this man was serious, with his ghostly speed and unmatched strength, he would not be able to hold out ten moves under this man's hands.

The figure of the god of death staggered back, and Xiao Qingyu's figure followed him like a shadow, this set of footwork can form a counterattack in any situation, and even, there is no need to consider the state of the body.

A sword slashed abruptly, and a human head rose into the sky.

"The winner has been decided. At this moment, a look of excitement appeared in the eyes of the ghost fox.

Xiao Qingyu's figure appeared in the room, and he glanced at Bai Haoran lightly, "Let's go!" Xiao Qingyu looked at the ghost fox and the lion and said, With Bai Haoran, there is nothing to say.

Zhao Zhiguo has already started, and Bai Haoran is afraid that it will be difficult to retreat with his whole body.

At this time, the phone rang, Bai Haoran glanced at the phone on the table, and then connected the phone.

"Haoran, you're too much. An old voice came, Bai Haoran could hear it, it was the voice of the old man, Bai Haoran's eyes changed, a touch of decadence and loneliness appeared on his face, and he leaned heavily on the sofa, his heart was like ashes.