Looking at the man on the hundred-step stone platform, the Elder of the Hundred Pavilion was shocked, a hundred steps away, but he was high, making people feel small and humble, bloody, ethereal, and desolate!

Looking at the man, like a peak of ten thousand people, the material is pale and yellow, full of desolate slaughter!

Elder Baige was stunned, and a whisper came from the crowd from time to time, "Yes...... It's him, the person Tu Jun Qinghan!" Obviously, some people had seen Jun Qinghan in Fenghan Pavilion before, and they recognized it at a glance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Elder Baige, gasp!

People slaughter, Jun Qinghan!

Missing for seven days, he actually hid in the Cold Moon Pavilion, and the Elder of the Hundred Pavilion suddenly became vigilant in his heart, "It is this man who destroyed the Qin family, destroyed the Wanli River with 100,000 tons of explosives, and buried tens of thousands of innocent souls."

There were thousands of people in the audience, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

On the dragon chair, the corners of Jun Qinghan's mouth outlined a trace of evil smile, his sleeve robe was rolled up, he stood up, ripped off the cloak behind him, and inserted the halberd into the quaint bluestone slab.

The long sword is held in his hand, and he stands elegantly.

The green silk is flying, the white robe is dragging, Xiao Sao stands in the wind, the man is like a lost fairy, ethereal like the wind, ethereal like a cloud!

"Who is it that made you get involved in the Cold Moon Pavilion and step on the 10,000-step ladder?"

As he spoke, the blood-stained sword in his hand let out a gentle sword groan......

The man's scarlet thin lips opened slightly, but it was a cold and piercing voice, which fell into everyone's ears, and his heart suddenly chuckled, and a chill appeared on his back.

"Jun Qinghan, you devil, blowing up the Wanli Mountain Range, causing tens of thousands of innocent deaths, and daring to appear here, is simply arrogant, when the world is all yours."

Suddenly, an elder pinched the sweat in his hand, and came out strongly, but secretly he was gathering lines to transmit the voice, "Quick, inform the top level of the Hundred Pavilions, Jun Qinghan appeared in the Cold Moon Pavilion, and he must be killed today?"

"Let me ask, who made you get involved in the Cold Moon Pavilion and step on the 10,000-step ladder?"

Jun Qinghan's expression did not change in the slightest, his fingers hooked his sideburns, repeating the previous words, the killing intent emitted by the blood-stained long sword was even worse, lingering in the sky above the Cold Moon Pavilion, and the sword groaned......

"Hmph! With your fourth stage of the red flag, you also want to destroy the Hundred Pavilions, it's just a fool's dream", the Elder of the Hundred Pavilions waved his sleeves and robes, filled with righteous indignation, "We stepped on the 10,000-step ladder, what does it matter to you, are you the concubine of the group of bitches inside?"

Jun Qinghan's eyes suddenly swept away the hideous anger, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly!

"Isn't it just a 10,000-step ladder, what's the big deal, who can't trample on the Red Maple Hundred Pavilion at will, wait for the work to chop you, the cold moon inside is a dry person, etc., and you can't wag your tail and beg for mercy, be obedient and prostrate, and let us play with it."

Saying that, thousands of people below erupted in laughter.

Jun Qinghan's face was pale, his long sword was mighty, and the anger in his heart was surging to the sky, like an erupting volcano, rolling magma spread thousands of miles of cities, and everywhere he went, he turned into ashes in an instant.

Outside the Cold Moon Mountain Gate, the air suddenly warmed up, and a blood cloud hung above Jun Qinghan's head, radiating a thousand feet of light, like the blood-colored sun in the sky.

Jun Qinghan's hair was flying, pointing angrily at the sky, the scarlet blood was overflowing under his eyes, the long sword trembled, the void was cleansing and killing the terrible war song, Jun Qinghan's hoarse voice contained infinite anger:

"Damn you!"

As he spoke, his body leaped, pulled out an afterimage in the air, and rushed into the crowd, with a spark behind him, "Touching the Cold Moon Pavilion and stepping on the 10,000-step ladder, I will make you regret coming to this world."

"Ahh

The screams started, the blood rain splashed, the pupils of the Hundred Pavilion Elders shrank sharply, his body fell rapidly, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, he didn't expect Jun Qinghan's speed to be far faster than the red flag.

The long sword in Jun Qinghan's hand is a sharp bloody knife, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, invincible, the corpses pointed by the soldiers are all over the field, and the army of 7,000 people in the field is completely chaotic.

"Quick...... Fast...... Array!"

In the midst of the chaos, the panicked and screaming voice of the Hundred Pavilion Elders sounded.

"Hmph, what about the formation, what the soldiers are pointing at, vertical and horizontal", Jun Qinghan laughed rampantly in the crowd, the long sword was light and bloody, and he easily wiped his throat, Jun Qinghan's hair was flying, and he was strolling in the falling blood curtain.

All around, surrounded by the pitch-black Hidden Heaven Blade, it emitted a terrible roar, and the energy of Gengjin was all broken, penetrating the center of the eyebrows!

Jun Qinghan was in the crowd, and when he was going back and forth, the elders of the Hundred Pavilion quickly gathered together, their handprints flipped, and they stepped on the seven stars, and the momentum around them instantly merged together, forming a huge formation condensed by a hundred people.

The formation whimpered, flowing with a fierce strangulation force, exuding endless coercion, and the plundering factor was like a rolling river, surging and flowing.

Jun Qinghan smiled, took a step and flew up......

"He, he can fly!"

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the man in the air in horror, and their hearts were infinitely shocked, "The Red Flag Realm can actually fly in the air again."

The Elder of the Hundred Pavilion was suddenly worried, "If Jun Qinghan has been attacking in the air, the thousands of people here will have to be buried sooner or later", a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "Quick, give me to break through the Leng Yue Pavilion Mountain Gate."

As he spoke, thousands of people swarmed towards the mountain gate of the Cold Moon Pavilion.

"Shhh...... Ah......h

In front of the mountain gate of the Cold Moon Pavilion, the screams of pain were endless, and outside the mountain gate, three fierce formations were superimposed, sealing the mountain gate, and slashing frantically at the people in front of them.

Those who did not stop their steps and strayed into the formation, at the moment of entering, the meridians were twisted in a chaotic manner, the blood and veins rushed together, and the fierce blood of the formation cut their flesh and blood one by one, and the demonic blood splashed out.

Everyone was so creepy that they were put to death!

In the air, Jun Qinghan's anger was even greater, and he landed on the formation condensed by the old man of the Hundred Pavilions......

The old man of the Hundred Pavilion was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic, "Jun Qinghan, you are too arrogant, you are automatically sent to death, ahaha", the arrogant laughter of the elder of the Hundred Pavilion was as sad and ugly as a jackdaw.

The big array suddenly operated, and the wild breath came overwhelmingly towards Jun Qinghan, and a rumbling sound sounded in the big array, like the vast earth cracking for thousands of miles, and tens of thousands of boulders above the head, sharp and sharp, like a flowing surging stone river, rushing towards Jun Qinghan.

"You used 100,000 tons of explosives to make the mountains rise into the air, and now you feel the despair of the crowd swarming down and having nowhere to escape," Elder Baige said coldly.

"Carving insect skills!"

Jun Qinghan smiled contemptuously, "Do you think that these few broken stones are qualified to bury my Jun Qinghan, it's ridiculous", Jun Qinghan's eyes were bloody and flowing, and he let out a desolate sigh.

The long sword in his hand, emitting a strange blood light, rushed into the sky, hanging upside down in the void, like a blood-colored waterfall flowing through the ages!

The blood-stained sword, in Jun Qinghan's hands, continued to enlarge......

In the middle of the formation, Jun Qinghan waved a sharp sword that was a hundred feet long, vertical and horizontal, the heavy sword had no edge, like an ancient chariot in the air, crushing towards the large array inch by inch, and the already boiling air made a cracking sound.

The giant sword is pressed down, majestic as the five mountains, as fierce as the rolling thunder between the heavens and the earth!

"Bang bang bang!"

The formation shattered violently!

Elder Baige's face turned pale in an instant, and the sound of the bone library shattering came from his chest, the qi and blood in his body collided, and the blood spurted out, and his steps retreated, and he sat on the ground.

Looking at the giant sword in Jun Qinghan's hand, a monstrous wave set off in his heart, and he looked at the arrogant man in front of him with fear.

The power of a sword destroys the withering and decaying!

The power of one person is terrifying!

Jun Qinghan dusted off his clothes, and his voice was as cold as Shura, "You guys, you won't die so easily", as he spoke, the long sword turned smaller, and Jun Qinghan pulled out an afterimage in the air.

The index finger of the right palm turns golden and shines!

"Ahh

I only heard the sound of screams ringing in my ears, and the Elder of the Hundred Pavilion curled up on the ground, sweating like rain, looking at Jun Qinghan like a nightmare, "You...... What are you doing inside us?"

Jun Qinghan blew his golden index finger and said in dead silence:

"Buckle the pulse, the meridians are just rushing against each other!"

After speaking, Jun Qinghan's robe flew up, ignoring the Hundred Pavilion Elders who were screaming miserably, and frantically slashed at the Hundred Pavilion disciples outside the mountain gate of Cold Moon Pavilion, and the long sword in his hand became more and more cold.

Standing outside the mountain gate, as cold as Shura, "The Red Maple Mountain Range stretches for 100,000 miles from end to end, and you are only 10,000 people, you should feel lucky", Jun Qinghan's face was wrapped in infinite anger and monstrous killing intent, and the long sword was slightly raised, calmly explained:

Because...... Ten miles of rivers and mountains to bury a bone!