"Hand over the War Clan disciples?"

The light in Han Yun's eyes flashed slightly, and then he said with a smile: "Okay!"

"Boss ......"

Hearing Han Yun's words, Yuan Yue's faces changed greatly.

"Don't be impatient!"

Han Yun waved his hand slightly, then turned his head to look at Zhang Qu and said: "Patriarch Zhang, you are a disciple of the War Clan, please take your own shelter, I, Han Yun, have limited ability, and I can't help this position of the Young Master of the War Clan!"

"Boss ......"

Hearing Han Yun's words, Zhang Qu's face changed greatly, and a group of disciples of the War Clan also looked at Han Yun with gloomy faces one by one.

To have one’s hands tied?

Han Yun, aren't you going to manage the disciples of the Zhan Clan?

"Hahaha...... Boy, you know each other very well, when I Xuanyuan Tuo kills these war clan disciples, this Taihao City will be rewarded to you, hahaha......"

Xuanyuan Tuo laughed insolently.

Then he stepped forward and commanded in a cold voice: "Kill all these people of the war clan!"

"Yes!"

More than a dozen figures suddenly stepped forward.

An incomparably terrifying aura spread out from these dozen figures, and the majesty made everyone feel as if they were pressing a mountain on their bodies, and their faces were full of amazement.

"Patriarch, they are all great saints!"

"How is this possible!"

Zhang Qu swallowed his saliva, he originally thought that his Great Sage's cultivation was already very strong, and in his heart, he naturally looked down on other strong people other than the Zhan Clan, and Zhang Qu was also very resistant to the pavilion in Han Yun's mouth.

But now......

"They are all great sages and powerhouses!"

Zhang Qu's eyes were full of wry smiles, he finally understood why the powerhouse of the war clan just now said that there was no bullish pavilion, and now they had long since turned into corpses.

The Great Sage is strong!

He is the only one of the warring clans who still has the strength to fight, as for the others......

That's to die!

"Patriarch, what now?"

The three elders asked at Zhang Qu.

"Get on your knees!"

Zhang Qu looked at the void and suddenly gritted his teeth.

"We ......"

The three elders froze!

"Get on your knees!"

Zhang Qu snorted coldly again, then puffed and knelt in front of Han Yun.

"Patriarch Zhang, what do you mean by this?"

Han Yun looked at Zhang Qu, his eyes full of indifference.

He, Han Yun, sheltered the war clan.

The first is because of the power of his own war clan's bloodline, and the second is the commands of the heaven-shattering war.

But the most important point.

But it was he Han Yun who appreciated the unity atmosphere of the war clan, if he was not satisfied with the last point, then he Han Yun would not even be able to bird the war clan.

What does the war clan have to do with the demise of the war clan?

Even if he Han Yun has the bloodline of the War Clan, does he have to protect the disciples of the War Clan?

The Bull Pavilion was cultivated by him Han Yun with hard work.

The disciples in the Bull Pavilion are all brothers of life and death who fought with him Han Yun, and the Zhan clan dares to look down on the disciples of the Bull Pavilion, that is, they look down on him Han Yun.

"Young master, we were wrong!"

Zhang Qu looked at Han Yun, his face flushed.

"Wrong?"

The corners of Han Yun's mouth hooked up a sneer, and then he spoke: "You didn't say that you want to tear them apart, you don't look down on my bullish brother, Lao Tzu told you, Lao Tzu has never been rare in the identity of the young master of the war clan, if you want it fuckingly, then take it!"

Han Yun's eyes were filled with anger.

"Young Master ......"

Zhang Qu and his entourage were flushed by what Han Yun said.

"In my Bullish Pavilion, there is no distinction between races, no identity, and no distinction between strength and weakness, those who can enter my Bullish Pavilion are all my Han Yun's brothers, brothers are in trouble, life and death help each other!"

Han Yun stood proudly in the void, and the momentum on his body rolled out.

"Boss ......"

Yuan Yue and his entourage looked at Han Yun with emotion in their eyes.

They finally understood.

Why is Han Yun angry, this is because, the disciples of the Zhan Clan, look down on the disciples of their Bull Pavilion, the War Clan has a strong bloodline power, and they are talented, but so what, no matter how strong you are, it is not uncommon for me to be Bullish Pavilion......

"It's really hateful to underestimate my disciples of the Pavilion......"

Xiao Jin's eyes were full of anger, he was a demon beast, if it weren't for Han Yun back then, he would be just a little snake now, but now, he is one of the people with the highest status in the Bull Pavilion.

"You ......"

Zhang Yun's group of Zhan Clan disciples looked at Zhang Qu and the others, their eyes full of disappointment.

Look down on the disciples of the Bullish Pavilion?

What qualifications do you have?

"Young master, we were wrong!"

Zhang Qu and the three elders called out again.

"Wrong!"

Han Yun shook his head, then turned his head to look at Yuan Yue and the group of people: "If you can ask for the forgiveness of my Pavilion disciples, then I will take you in, otherwise ......"

"Then get out!"

Han Yun's eyes were full of coldness.

"Ask for forgiveness from the disciples of the Bull Pavilion!"

Zhang Qu paused slightly, and then suddenly said to everyone: "I, Zhang Qu, instead of the Zhan Clan, I feel the life-saving grace of the disciples of the Bullish Pavilion to my Zhan Clan disciples!"

"My Zhan Clan disciple is grateful to ......"

A group of people, brush and kneel!

"Boss ......"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jin's anger in his eyes disappeared a lot, and looking at Han Yun, Xiao Jin let out a low snort.

"Boss, let them enter my awesome pavilion!"

Yuan Yue said.

"Boss, let them ......"

......

One voice after another, looking at a group of pleading Bull Pavilion disciples, Han Yun's cold eyes eased slightly, turned his head to look at Zhang Qu, Han Yun said indifferently: "The disciples of the War Clan in the Golden Dragon Forbidden Land obey the order!"

"The disciple is here!"

Zhang Qu and a group of people hurriedly said.

"In my Bullish Pavilion, there is no distinction between races, no distinction between strength and weakness, no hierarchy, those who enter, are all brothers, and now after you enter my Bullish Pavilion, you are all ordinary disciples of my Bullish Pavilion, do you have any objections?"

Han Yun said coldly.

"Ordinary disciple?"

The disciples of the Bull Pavilion paused slightly, but Zhang Qu and a group of people were already greatly relieved in their hearts, and hurriedly said, "There is no objection!"

"Then enter Tahoe City!"

Hearing this, Han Yun smiled indifferently.

"Thank you, young master!"

Zhang Qu said with gratitude on his face.

"Don't call me young master, call me, boss!"

Han Yun said with a smile.

"Yes, Boss!"

Zhang Qu hurriedly said respectfully.

"Zhang Qu, don't be so restrained, the boss is very good, hahaha......"

Yuan Yue walked over and said with a grin.

"Head Yuan, thank you!"

Zhang Qu said to Yuan Yue with a grateful face.

From the eyes of the tens of thousands of Zhan Clan disciples in Tahoe City, Zhang Qu saw a touch of respect from the heart, and that respect was much more respectful than that of him, the patriarch!

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Han Yun grinned, and then said, "Let's drink together at night!"

"Drinking?"

Zhang Qu paused slightly, and then said with a smile: "Okay, let's drink together!"

"Add me one more!"

"And my old cow!"

......

One after another, voices came, and the sky over Tahoe City became lively again.

Looking at the hearty figure in front of him, Zhang Qu suddenly felt a different feeling in his heart.

The disciples of the Bull Pavilion seem to be no different from the disciples of his war clan!

If there is any difference, it is that they are more united than the War Clan, and even in the face of disciples with low cultivation, they do not have the slightest arrogance.

(End of chapter)