Throughout the Heaven Cutting Domain, the murderous aura was unleashed, and on the blood-red ring, the black-robed young man was holding the Blood Killing God Knife, with a grim expression, pacing back and forth in front of the Seven Young Masters, killing and killing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire viewing platform shook in an instant, staring at Jun Qinghan on the ring in a daze.

"How is this possible that he won?"

"Not only did he defeat Xiguan Baihu, but he even broke the big array!"

"How did he do it?"

On the ring, the seven young masters were paralyzed on the ground, staring at Jun Qinghan, their eyes full of anger and resentment, "They were defeated, and the Xiguan White Tiger Great Array was broken."

Moreover, they don't even know why they lost?

"Jun Qinghan...... You...... You actually sucked our skill essence blood, you are looking for death, ......" Ziyang said with a gloomy face, "One day, Birang clasped his knees to the ground and begged me."

With a gentle smile on his cold face, Jun Qinghan squatted down, looked at Ziyang lying on the ground, and said:

"One day, however, you are going to die today, and I want to see who will save you and who will dare to save you in front of everyone's eyes, and even if you escape today, you will only be paralyzed in bed for the rest of your life."

"Hmph, Jun Qinghan, you don't have to be proud, today we are defeated, you will be hunted down by my Seven Banners Ancient Clan, and you will never be at peace!"

The young master of the Seven Banners, with a fierce light in his eyes, stared at Jun Qinghan deadly.

"Really?" Jun Qinghan smiled perversely, licking the blood from the edge of the knife, "The Seven Banners Ancient Clan, I forgot, there are behemoths behind each of you."

The Blood Killing Divine Sword shook slightly against the sun, reflecting a dazzling light, "But, will my Jun Qinghan be afraid?"

As soon as the words fell, Jun Qinghan's face turned cold, his arm shook, and he immediately threw the scarlet Blood Killing Divine Knife in his hand, like a giant axe that cut the sky, towards the young master of the Wind Clan.

"Ahh

With a scream, the head fell to the ground!

The Blood Killing Divine Knife returned to Jun Qinghan's hand, blood dripping from the blade, looking at the corpse of Qing Chengfeng in front of him, he said with a smile: "Young Master Qing Chengfeng of the Wind Clan, defeated!"

On the viewing platform, there was a sudden shock, and everyone didn't expect that Jun Qinghan would suddenly make a killing move.

Looking at the corpse on the ring, for a while, everyone was on their backs, "The Seven Young Masters have been defeated, but Jun Qinghan wants to kill them all, it is really ruthless and vicious!"

The Wind Clan Clan's face had turned purple because of his anger, and he looked at Jun Qinghan with a cold murderous intent.

On the ring, the young master of the Six Banners showed apprehension, and finally showed a trace of apprehension and horror in his eyes, looking at Jun Qinghan stroking the blade with his hand, his heart was cold, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Jun ...... Jun Qinghan...... What do you want to do? If you kill me and the others, there will be no place for you in the Qinglian Continent from now on. ”

The six young masters are now very inward-looking, and the tone of their speech is obviously insufficient.

"Standing?"

Jun Qinghan hooked his sideburns, said with a smile, and then his face turned cold again, and the Blood Killing Divine Knife came out of his hand, heading towards the young master of the Ze clan, only to hear a loud sound, and blood splashed in the sky.

"Only killing can stand!"

The faces of the five young masters were obviously cold, and the fear in their eyes became deeper and deeper.

The pitch-black robe flew above the ring, Jun Qinghan turned his head to look at the position of the Eight Banners on the viewing platform, and his voice spread in all directions, "Back then, the Ancient Famous House of the Eight Banners killed me and killed the Dragon Cliff, but fortunately, I did not die." Today is the day when my Jun Qinghan will open the knife to the Eight Banners Ancient Clan's sacrificial flag, from today onwards, Jun Qinghan and the Eight Banners Ancient Clan will not share the sky, and the land that my Jun Qinghan has stepped on will exterminate the Eight Banners disciples!"

As he spoke, Jun Qing's cold body was like a swimming dragon, and he let out a sharp roar like a long sword unsheathed.

"Khooth!"

The Blood Killing Divine Knife trembled, resisting Jun Qinghan's shoulders, like an iron tower as steady as a rock, looking at all directions, "The Young Master of the Seven Banners is the first step of my Jun Qinghan's killing!"

The blood shadow flew, the head rolled down, and above the ring, the heads of the seven young masters were in different places.

On the viewing platform, a huge wave suddenly set off, staring at Jun Qinghan with shock, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes, no one dares to underestimate Jun Qinghan now.

Frustrated the Young Master of the Seven Banners, made the Seven Ancient Clans lose face, and they would already be hunted down and killed by the Ancient Clans of the Seven Banners;

Jun Qinghan, and the Seven Young Masters, are already mortal enemies!

"He really doesn't want to die, he has already been defeated, and he even wants to kill the seven young masters!"

"Hmph, he's just waiting for the endless pursuit of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan!"

"It's the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, didn't he say just now that it was Chen's rebellion, and the Heavenly Clan should spare no effort to kill it."

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

On the viewing platform, there was a lot of discussion, and the face of the patriarch of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan was completely cold, and his eyes fell on Jun Qinghan's body, as if he was going to cut it with a thousand knives.

On the ring, Jun Qinghan's sleeve robe waved, and the heavenly tomb was full of flowers, but in a few breaths, the body of the young master of the Seven Banners had already turned into ashes.

The blood of the Blood Killing Divine Sword flowed, pointing straight to the sky in the air!

"Whew!"

On the position of the Heavenly Clan, a sharp light swept through Tianbu Tian's eyes, and his body was like a Kunpeng, rushing into the sky towards the viewing platform, falling like a thousand jun with a bang, standing in front of Jun Qinghan.

The white clothes are flying, and the immortals are in the dust!

The moment Butian stood in the ring that day, Jun Qinghan suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure.

"Your madness will make you die a miserable death, and anyone who dares to despise the Eight Banners Ancient Clan will be crushed by me", Tian Butian's face was cold, and Jun Qinghan was like a dead man in his eyes.

"I'm a demon, I should be arrogant", Jun Qinghan dusted off his clothes, and said with a light smile, "Even if you are the pride of the sky, what if you are the pride of the sky?

Jun laughed lightly, contemptuous of Tianbu Tian.

"In that case, you shall be killed!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Tianbutian's mouth, his fingers hooked his sideburns, and he said with a light smile, "Today, I will let you see what is the mountain outside the mountain and what is the real pride."

As he spoke, the holy aura of Tianbu Tian's body surged out, like a magnificent atmosphere like 100,000 Wei Yue.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and then was covered by a smile, and said with a light smile: "Why should the young master of Tianbu Heaven be in a hurry, my Jun Qinghan has not yet taken back his spoils."

"I can't save my life, I still want treasure, I don't know whether I live or die!"

Hearing this, Tian Butian said extremely sarcastically.

"Could it be that the young master of Tianbu Heaven doesn't want me to get my loot back at this moment?" Jun Qinghan showed a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the blood-red ring, Tianbu Tian's sleeve robe waved, and he said disdainfully, "No ......", but before the words fell, he suddenly paused, staring at Jun Qinghan for a long time, and said expressionlessly:

"Feel free!"

On the viewing platform, the Seven Banners Clan Lord was even more angry, not only at Jun Qinghan, but also at Tianbutian.

At this time, everyone is pregnant with their own ghosts. If Jun Qinghan wants to get the bet of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan, it must only be at this time, otherwise the Seven Banners Ancient Clan will leave, and when the time comes, tens of millions of clans will ask for the bet, which is tantamount to a fool's dream! And Tianbu Tian also covets the treasures of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan, Jun Qinghan will now claim the treasures, and then kill Jun Qinghan, then the heavy treasure of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan will be the Heavenly Clan's.

And the idea of the Seven Banners Clan Lord is exactly the vacancy of the two of them, as long as they escape from this time, if Tianbu Tiansheng wins, the clan treasures do not need to be taken out, if Tianbu is defeated, when all the wars are over, you can let the military intelligence press the clan to take the treasures, and when the time comes, there will be no return.

"Seven Great Clan Masters, what do you think?"

A perverse smile appeared at the corner of Jun Qinghan's mouth, and his eyes became more and more evil.

"Hmph, my Seven Banners Ancient Clan has a promise of a thousand gold, will I still fail to repay the account?" On the viewing platform, the Yan clan leader raised his sleeves and said, his words were full of anger, "After the war, the bet will appear!"

Jun Qinghan's eyelids raised slightly, looked coldly at the patriarch of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan, and said coldly:

"However, I want it now, the Seven Young Masters are dead, and you should also fulfill your promise, Jun Qinghan is anxious, I can't wait!"

"The Netherworld Heart of my Heavenly Clan's Alien Red Flag is still in the clan, how can I give it to you now?" The Yan Clan Clan's eyes were full of anger, and the killing intent became more and more intense, making people feel creepy.

"I'll wait!"

The pitch-black robe waved, "Presumably, the young master of Tianbu Tian is not in a hurry, after the bet is cashed out, the big battle will not be too late!"

"Hehe, the Lord of the Seven Great Clans, are you reluctant to give, or can't afford to give?", on the throne of the Heavenly Clan, the Heavenly Emperor stood up and said with a thorn in his words, "If you can't take it out, why do you have to agree before?" The Heavenly Emperor's voice suddenly raised:

"Or are you trying to break the gambling contract in front of everyone?"

On the viewing platform, the atmosphere was obviously cold, full of undercurrent surging killing intent, the Seven Banners Ancient Clan Patriarch looked at the Heavenly Emperor full of cold killing intentions, they didn't expect that at the critical moment, the Heavenly Emperor would fall into the well and put the Seven Ancient Clans in an embarrassing place.

And around, thousands of monks stared at the Seven Banners Ancient Clan Patriarch with their eyes intended.

"Hmph, if I can say it, I can do it", on the position of the Earth Clan, the Lord of the Earth Clan said with a murderous voice, looking at the tens of thousands of monks around him, his eyes became more and more cold.

In front of the flag cultivators all day under the sky, the other clans can't afford to lose this person.

The pitch-black robe waved, and when the clan lord spoke, the jade in his sleeve was like a sharp sword making a sound of chirping, flying towards Jun Qinghan.

Looking at the flying jade, full of mottled murderous intent, Jun Qinghan smiled indifferently, "In this jade, there are 100,000 Shura", the figure flew away, the figure retreated rapidly, and after sliding thousands of feet above the ring and reaching a certain speed, Jun Qinghan dared to reach out to pick up the jade.

At the moment when the jade bi was started, Jun Qinghan clearly felt a trace of blood and demonic thoughts contained in the jade, Jun Qinghan smiled coldly, and the demonic energy in his palm surged, instantly suppressing the Shura demonic thoughts in the jade.

Gradually, the heavy treasures of the major clans flew towards Jun Qinghan.

On the ring, the black-robed hunter took the heavy treasures one by one, looking at the greed in the eyes of the tens of millions of people on the viewing platform, the smile on the corner of Jun Qinghan's mouth became more and more perverse.

Finally, Jun Qinghan turned his head to stare at the Yan clan leader.

On the viewing platform, the patriarch of the Yan clan had a deep face, watching Jun Qinghan's smile become more and more brilliant, and the anger in his heart became more and more boiling, and he couldn't wait for a thought to crush Jun Qinghan's bones and ashes.

After a long time, he had to let out a long sigh, seal his hands, and summon the Clan's Netherworld Flame......