"Didn't those old men of the Hidden Clan teach you the rules?"

After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded again, "Isn't there a trace of education for people of the hermit clan?"

"What is upbringing? I only know that when I see people, I talk about people, and when I see ghosts, if I see animals......" The corners of Xiao Jun's mouth showed a touch of mockery, "Then I can only talk about animals!"

While speaking, Xiao Jun's expression became more and more vigilant, and the hand holding the Blood Killing Divine Knife actually pinched out the sweat of his palm, but under Tie Qing's appearance, he was uneasy:

The person who came was too terrifying, and with his current state, he didn't even know where the sound came from. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The kid is so presumptuous!"

There was obviously a hint of anger in the hoarse tone.

Before the words fell, Xiao Junlu suddenly felt a vast killing intent lurking all over his body, and before he could swing a knife, his whole body was already unable to move, like a mud cow entering the sea, completely imprisoned.

Jun Qinghan's pupils shrank sharply, "Who is the person who came, and it was easy to imprison the killing god!"

Suddenly, a giant hand that had been dry appeared in the void, it was sallow, and the giant hand did not have a trace of blood, it was full of staggered wrinkles, like a dead man's hand.

The palm of the hand became a claw, slightly bent, and the sound of bone frustration exploded in the air, stopping in Jun Qinghan's ears, it was like rolling thunder.

The fingers and claws are strong, full of shocking power, like the steel giant claws of Kunpeng soaring to 90,000 miles, but the sallow skin exudes a terrifying aura.

The dry hand grasped and leaned towards Xiao Jun lifelessly.

Behind Xiao Jun's killing, everyone was about to move, but at the moment when this thought hit their hearts, their faces were pale, their qi and blood were reversed, looking at the gray void, revealing a frightened expression.

Grabbing Xiao Junlu's neck with his hand, he raised it slightly, Xiao Junlu's entire body was lifted in the air, and his tower-like figure was like a chicken under the claws of a steel eagle at this time.

Humble struggle!

"The old man is not here to kill, let me spare your life for the time being, the old man has lived for hundreds of years, and he has seen countless strong people, you are the first one so arrogant, killing gods?

After speaking, the dry palm shook and threw Xiao Junzhu out of a thousand feet.

........................

In the void, an old figure appeared.

Sin Qianqiu's face was shocked, and the blood-gled sin word on his forehead instantly dimmed, and there was no trace of arrogance in front of the old man. The old man's body was weak and withered, but he was only seven feet, but in the eyes of everyone, he was like a peak, and he could not be surpassed in the slightest.

Ancient Names!

The person who came turned out to be the ancient name of the Celestial Clan, but unfortunately, the old man in front of him was the ancient name of the Celestial Clan who greeted the Celestial Clan Tianbu Heaven before - Tianchangkong!

"What's the matter, I'm so happy to get the inheritance of the Seven Killing Stars?"

Tian Changkong looked at the people in front of him, and said with a smile, but there was not the slightest killing intent in his tone.

"What are you doing here?"

Qin Yinfeng said with round eyes, but there was a hint of coolness on his back, "The Ancient Masters of the Eight Banners, the means are all over the sky, he can easily crush everyone here with one hand!"

"What am I here for?"

Tian Changkong asked suspiciously, then patted his head, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, I came to congratulate the Dragon Emperor, his strength has soared, and at such an age, he has reached the fourth stage of the Purple Flag", and at the end, he sighed:

"It's really a young hero, it's almost time to catch up with my young master of the Heavenly Clan, the old man admires it tightly!"

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and asked tentatively: "Young Master of the Heavenly Clan, didn't Tianbu Tian let you come?"

"Lord Dragon Emperor is simply extremely smart, he can even guess this, then he must be able to guess it, I am the young master of Tianbu Tian, and now I am in the realm of black flags", Tian Changkong laughed.

"What's the matter? On the Red Pond Villa, I devoured a drop of blood in my heart, do you still want to die?"

Jun Qinghan looked at the thin Tianchangkong, and said expressionlessly, but his heart was full of shock, "Black flag, it has reached the realm of black flag, how can there be such a terrifying speed?"

A trace of anger flashed in Tian Changkong's eyes, but he said gently: "Our young master said that the broken copper and iron of Hongchi Villa will be cleaned up by everyone!"

"Really, why didn't he dare to come to see me in person, didn't he make a bold statement before that he would kill me with a thousand knives when he set foot on the mainland, why did he retreat now?" Jun Qinghan was not angry at all, and said with a faint smile.

"It's really terrifying", Tian Changkong admired and admired his face, "All of them are crazy and boundless, how can this be called the old man's love?"

As he spoke, Tian Changkong slowly took out a gilded post from his sleeve robe, surrounded by golden light, and under the sunlight, it was very dazzling, and he couldn't even see the handwriting on it.

Pinching the gilding post, the sky is long and slowly pacing in the air.

"Stampede...... Stampede ...... Stampede ......"

Every step was extremely heavy, like a giant elephant thrashing in the air, and every foot was on the hearts of the people. At the same time, the sky was getting closer and closer to Jun Qinghan, but a few breaths were less than three feet away from Jun Qinghan.

In the void, Xiao Wanjun watched the sky and sky approaching Jun Qinghan step by step, her face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat flowed down her cheeks, and her eyes were full of horror.

"Kick ...... Step on...... Pedal ......"

Tian Changkong walked in front of Jun Qinghan, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and patted Jun Qinghan's shoulder, "You, in my eyes, you are not even as good as ants, at best, it is just a stepping stone for the young master of my clan!"

The laughter in the sky suddenly changed, and became poignant, like a terrible ghost.

In the distance, Xiao Wanjun's body trembled, but she couldn't move, looking at the blood-robed young man not far away, a trace of deep panic passed in her eyes.

"Okay, the old man will leave first if he has something, and I don't want you to entertain him", Tian Changkong changed his words, said indifferently, raised the gilded post in his hand and said:

"This is given to you by the young master, take it!"

Before the words fell, the dry palm of the sky pinched the golden post and thrust it towards Jun Qinghan's shoulder, only to hear a loud sound, and the bronzing post was like a knife embedded in Jun Qinghan's shoulder.

Blood was dripping and dripping down the post.

Tianchangkong laughed, waved his robe, stepped in the air, and suddenly disappeared into the void, and in an instant, the binding power around everyone disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Wanjun screamed, and the whole person immediately fainted to the ground.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and immediately helped Xiao Wanjun up with a step, looking at the place where the sky disappeared, a touch of crazy killing intent flashed under his eyes, "It's okay to kill him Jun Qinghan, but who wants to hurt his mother, take his life in exchange!"

"Mother, I'm fine!"

When Xiao Wanjun woke up, the worry in Jun Qinghan's eyes was put down, and a long-lost smile appeared on his cold face.

After a long time, Jun Qinghan pulled out the golden post on his shoulder and slowly unfolded:

- Fate!

The cover of the golden post, just one word, "life", Jun Qinghan looked at the big words, but his fists clenched suddenly, "Life, life or death, all life!"

Everything has its own life, and no one can escape it!

The big characters are sonorous, fierce and killing, but they are a trace of irresistible strength, full of a sense of harmony, like the six reincarnations, "No matter who it is, they will accept their fate!"

Jun Qinghan's heart suddenly became solemn, like falling a thousand pounds of boulder. Gold post, slowly open ......

The eighth day of September!

In front of the Sky Tower!

A battle of life and death!

Father and son meet!

With a hard grasp of the palm of his hand, he directly grabbed the deformation of the bronzing post, and there was an inexplicable murderous aura surging in his eyes, "This is the war book, the war book of the young master of the Heavenly Clan."

On the eighth day of the ninth month, the vision of the mainland was vertical and horizontal, and the day of the fall of Wanjun Pavilion.

Before the Cutting Heaven Tower, the two great sons of heaven fled here, and they were desperate and entered the Cutting Heaven Tower.

The battle of life and death is either a day by day, or a king dies in the cold, and the battle of fate is only divided between day and night.

When the father and son meet, Jun Qinghan is defeated, and will be thrown into the Sky Cutting Tower by Tianbutian, when Jun Zangtian and Jun Qinghan are killed, a tower traps two fathers and sons.

The body shook, the blood robe flew, looking at the Huanghuang Sky Cutting Tower far away in the east, the dark eyes burst out with endless desolate and bloody murderous aura, "September 8, the battle of life and death."

If Jun Qinghan is defeated, it is the defeat of the son of Jun Zangtian, and it is the defeat of the Dragon Emperor, not only his body is dead, but his reputation is broken!

Suddenly, Jun Qinghan's afterglow flashed, and landed in the lower left corner of the "life" post, his brows furrowed slightly, and then the murderous aura surging around his body was like a storm, and in an instant it condensed into a sea of blood, overwhelming the mountains and seas, raging the void, Jun Qinghan turned around, looked at the east of the Sky Cutting Tower, and said with a murderous voice:

"I'll crush you!"