"Shreds us, hahahaha......"

A presumptuous laughter came, and I saw a young man suddenly walking out from behind the middle-aged man, looking at the group of disciples of the Death God War Group in front of him, the young man had a touch of disdain in his eyes, and said proudly: "It's really ignorant and fearless, a group of ants, and they also want to fight against my divine kingdom!"

"Young Master Tuo, will we kill them now?"

The middle-aged man looked at the young man and asked respectfully.

If only Han Yun were here.

can definitely recognize that the young man in front of him is the direct disciple of the Xuanyuan royal family, Xuanyuan Tuo, who was also the young man in Taiyuan City who forced Jiuyu to submit.

At that time, if it weren't for Han Yun's soul snatcher, it was cooling down.

Han Yun had already killed this young man to improve his soul-snatching proficiency!

"Kill them?"

The corners of Xuanyuan Tuo's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and then he said with a cold face: "The Kingdom of God does not allow any existence that challenges the majesty, I want to turn the Seven Ancient Cities into dead cities in the next hour!"

"Yes!"

As soon as he heard the young man's words, a terrifying killing intent rose in the middle-aged man next to him, and he slaughtered the seven cities in a row, so ruthless.

"You're going to slaughter the city?"

Yuan Yue looked at a few people, and his face changed slightly.

He's been stalling as long as he can.

As soon as these people came, they asked them to hand over the disciples of the War Clan, and he, who had been delaying for more than an hour, contacted the boss an hour ago, but now......

"Why hasn't the boss shown up yet!"

Yuan Yue's eyes were a little anxious.

Although there are many disciples of the Death God Warband, when facing a real powerhouse, no matter how many disciples of the Death God Wargroup there are, it will not help!

"Hahaha...... Young Master Ben asked you to hand over the people of the War Clan, since you don't listen, then you are all ready to die!"

In Xuanyuan Tuo's eyes, the cold light skyrocketed.

Hand over the disciples of the War Clan?

It was just his play, but what he didn't expect was that these people who had nothing to do with the war clan, since they insisted on protecting the people of the war clan, this made him very annoyed.

"If you want us to hand over the brothers of the war clan, you can dream!"

"That's right, be your mother's big dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival, the disciples of the war clan have now entered my Bullshit Pavilion, that is my Yuan Yue's brother, you dare to touch my Yuan Yue's brother, even if Lao Tzu dies, you have to find someone to back!"

"Roll ......"

......

A series of curses came from Tahoe City.

The heart of Tahoe City.

A group of disciples of the War Clan, their eyes were full of emotion, looking at the figures blocking in front of them, and their hearts seemed to have a stream of heat again.

This heat flow does not flow for itself, but for the ......

Brothers in front of them!

"My Zhan Clan disciple Zhang Yun also wants to fight!"

"I'm going too!"

......

Tens of thousands of disciples of the War Clan suddenly stood up, they were all disciples of the War Clan, but because of the lack of exercises, they couldn't even cultivate the battle qi, and now although Han Yun issued the exercises, these people had only just reached the level of warriors.

"You ......"

Yuan Yue's eyes flashed, and then he laughed loudly: "Very good, let's tear up this group of miscellaneous pieces today!"

"Tear them apart!"

"Tear them apart!"

......

A frantic roar came from Tahoe City.

The disciples of the war clan were completely integrated into the Bull Pavilion at this moment, this group of martial artists who had no connection with their bloodline power, but in their eyes, they were so kind.

"Brothers......

All the disciples of the War Clan began to cry out in their mouths, and at this moment, it was as if they had found someone who would never abandon them.

"If my war clan had so many brothers back then, how could they ......?"

A ray of light swept through the eyes of the disciples of the Zhan Clan, the Zhan Clan, the first clan of the Xuanling Continent, but the Zhan Clan, they had no friends, they were too proud to stand on the peak.

"Very good, you have successfully provoked me, today I Xuanyuan Tuo will open the killing ring and kill me!"

Xuanyuan Tuo looked at a group of war clan disciples, and his eyes were full of anger.

These Zhan Clan disciples were just a group of small warriors, but now, they were shouting to kill their group of Great Sage powerhouses, how arrogant this was.

"The Reaper Warband prepares ......"

Yuan Yue jumped up, and the battle intent on his body soared into the sky.

"Wait......"

Just as Xuanyuan Tuo's people were about to make a move, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the void.

With this figure.

All the people in Tahoe City trembled, the disciples of the Bull Pavilion were full of excitement, the disciples of the War Clan were full of respect, and the other ordinary people in Tahoe City couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship......

"The Boss is back!"

I don't know who shouted, and the entire Tahoe City suddenly cheered.

"Who?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Xuanyuan Tuo's eyes, and he shouted coldly.

"It's me, Han Yun!"

The voice came again, and I saw a purple light, which fell like lightning in the sky above Tahoe City, and then a dashing figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

......

In Tahoe City, there were cheers, and a group of Zhan Clan disciples who followed behind Han Yun also looked at this group of people with strange faces.

From the eyes of these people.

They see respect, they see admiration......

"That's a disciple of my war clan......"

I saw an exclamation, and some of the Zhan Clan disciples in Tahoe City suddenly walked out.

"It's you!"

Zhang Qu's eyes were full of surprise, these people were the disciples of the War Clan who had left the Golden Dragon Forbidden Land at the beginning.

"Patriarch Zhang......"

Several people looked at Zhang Qu, their eyes full of excitement.

"You ...... now"

The light in Zhang Qu's eyes flashed slightly.

"It was the boss who saved me, we are now the disciples of the Bullish Pavilion!"

Several people looked at Zhang Qu and said in a deep voice.

"......

Zhang Qu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That's right, we are the disciples of the Bull Pavilion, if it weren't for the help of the brothers of the Bull Pavilion, we would have died in the Kingdom of God a long time ago!"

A disciple of the War Clan, sighed.

"I, Zhang Yun, am now an intermediate disciple of the Bull Pavilion, and when I become a senior disciple, I can also become a member of the Death God War Group, and then follow Yuan Yue, the Xiao Jin Regiment to fight the world!"

"Hahaha...... I'm going too!"

......

A group of disciples of the War Clan, full of laughter.

"Intermediate Disciple of the Bull Pavilion ......"

A gleam flashed in Zhang Qu's eyes, but the next moment, a voice suddenly came: "You are Han Yun?"

"That's right!"

Han Yun looked at Xuanyuan Tuo on the other side, and a cold glint rose in his eyes.

"Boy, I am a direct disciple of the royal family of the Kingdom of God, the war clan is in my Kingdom of God, that is ants and slaves, you dare to shield these people, this is a capital crime, now as long as you hand them over, I can spare you from death!"

Xuanyuan Tuo looked at Han Yun and said with an arrogant face.

(End of chapter)