"Xiao Jun killing?" Jun Qinghan's heart suddenly twitched, and in such a situation, seeing the fifth peak powerhouse candidate in the mainland, he was really strong and murderous, but he was immediately relieved in his heart, if there was no such pure murderous aura, how could he be worthy of the world's popularity, and how could he be worthy of the name of killing gods!

"Could it be that he usually has such a murderous aura?" Jun Qinghan asked with a frown. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Usually?" Ji Xuefeng sneered, "Usually this thing is just a helpless, cynical face, only when he is really angry, will it be like this!"

As he spoke, Ji Xuefeng's figure shook, and he muttered in a low voice what he had just said, "Only when he is really angry, will he be like this", his brows were furrowed, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, "The last time he was angry was for his sister, but as a result, with the eldest brother and second brother, he slaughtered the entire country, and this time, who provoked him? Or what happened?"

Thinking in his heart, he abruptly pulled Jun Qinghan and walked towards the autumn wind stream, "Hurry up, go to Hidden Heaven City!"

Xiao Jun's killing flashed from the Baili Empire like a meteor, but what he left behind was the tremor of the entire Qinglian Continent, this continent, the killing god who had been silent for eighteen years, like a lion who woke up, revived again, I don't know how many innocent souls his blood-stained banner will slaughter.

Even the peak twenty-two of the continent is trembling up and down, that is the fifth peak powerhouse candidate of the year, if he continues to grow, his threat is not inferior to the four peak powerhouses!

What does it mean to be born to kill a god?

As soon as he came out of the autumn wind stream, Dongfang Youchen looked at the sky and was almost stunned, "Not long ago, he spread the news of the birth of the Son of Tibetan Heaven and the Son of Heaven, and as a result, the Dragon's Blood Iron Horse was born;

Dongfang Youchen never imagined that the rumors that he was only trying to disturb the mainland were confirmed one by one.

By the time Jun Qinghan and Ji Xuefeng entered Zangtian City, it was already two days later, and in the past two days, there was only one topic of discussion on the mainland - Xiao Jun Killing!

The passage of time does not seem to make people forget the news of the birth of the killing god, but it is even more boiling, everywhere you go, you can hear all kinds of legends of Xiao Jun's killing, from the weak crown age to kill the sword Venerable Xiao Xiong, to the slaughter of millions of soldiers of the Fengtian Empire, and the destruction of the hundred factions overnight eighteen years ago, which only took three years.

Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed, and he turned his head to look at Ji Xuefeng, "Is he really so powerful?"

Ji Xuefeng smiled indifferently, "If it is in terms of killing, he is a god!" Qinglian Continent, for thousands of years, except for the invasion of the Demon God Continent, the mythical powerhouse Sword Gutian, and the head of the monarchs Guhuhan, he killed the most people!"

Ji Xuefeng's tone was flat, but Jun Qinghan listened to it very bloody, the killing god at the peak of the black flag was really terrifying, if he broke through the white flag, what would be the consequences? At the same time, he was also shocked that the master was lonely, but he didn't expect that he was also a murderous master.

The two were walking, and suddenly Ji Xuefeng paused, looked up at the front, and a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes.

Ahead, the high city stands like a thousand mountain peaks, the river is turbulent like a rippling abyss, layers of green bricks, thick and simple, the base stacks straight up, the atmosphere is majestic and desolate, the city gate goes straight up, the three big characters fly and dominate, it is indispensable:

Tibetan Heavenly City!

Ji Xuefeng sighed, looked at the top of the city tower, smiled bitterly, and clearly remembered the scene when he stood on top of his eldest brother in his mind, "Xuefeng, with this city and a cliff, I can step on the world from here!"

After eighteen years, I have returned to the city where I was at the beginning!

Shaking his head helplessly, he patted Jun Qinghan's shoulder and said, "Let's go to the city, Xiao Jun's killing is not over, when you get inside, you will be even more surprised!"

Entering the city, Jun Qinghan suddenly felt a hideous killing intent, permeating towards him, his eyes were injured, and he couldn't see it for the time being, but Jun Qinghan could hear it, and on the street, the word killing god he heard the most.

"Guest officer, come here, don't you listen to the legend of killing gods, come to the small shop to sit down, and ensure that you are worth the money."

"Wrong, wrong, guest officer, there is a stool that the killing god used to make here, doesn't the guest officer want to feel the feelings, the killing god's recklessness, the small shop has already taken care of everything for you, just waiting for you to move in, and there is also a covered sheet of the killing god."

"Guest officer, there is half a pot of wine here that the god of killing didn't finish drinking, don't you want to taste it?"

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

All the restaurants are constantly soliciting guests under the guise of killing the gods, but there is no movement in one hotel, as if the birth of the killing god is not an uncommon thing. Ji Xuefeng stood outside the restaurant, looked at it in a daze, and pulled Jun Qinghan directly to the second floor.

"Guest officer, what do you need? The shop will be ready for you right away!" said a little two people who ran over quickly and said respectfully.

"Business as usual!"

Ji Xuefeng looked at Xiao Er in front of him, very young, and said with a frown.

Xiao Er immediately scratched his head, looked at the two people in front of him, and retreated suspiciously, "As usual!

Above the second floor, the banquet was full, but the table in the middle was still empty, it seemed that there had not changed in the slightest over the years, Ji Xuefeng smiled, and immediately sat down, "Little Er, wine, Kunlun blood!"

Xiao Er, who was originally puzzled, heard Ji Xuefeng's laughter, and immediately turned around, and when he saw him sitting on the table in the middle, his eyes were stunned, and he stumbled under his feet, and immediately rolled down the stairs.

"The shopkeeper's ...... The shopkeeper, the ...... Location...... Wine...... Kunlun ......" Xiao Er immediately got up from the ground and said in a sluggish tone.

"What are you doing? so frizzy, how do I usually teach you to do things?" In the counter, a middle-aged lame man said with a little anger, looking at Xiao Er, his face turned gray.

Xiao Er picked up the teapot on the counter, no matter how hot it was, he poured it directly into his mouth, and after his mood calmed down a little, "The shopkeeper, there were two people just now, and they actually made it to the seat in the middle of the upstairs."

Listening to Xiao Er's words, the lame man's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said coldly: "Let them get out of the way, that position is not something they can do?"

"They also ordered wine, what is it called Kunlun blood, we don't seem to have it in our shop!" Xiao Er continued.

The lame man frowned, "Kunlun blood?

The shopkeeper immediately smiled, supported his crippled right foot, and ran upstairs, turning his head abruptly, "Tell the kitchen, a stack of ice sea peanuts, a plate of blood sea red carp, and a plate of Gusen jade shoots, and then you go to the backyard, dig up the ground for me, and bring out the wine in it for me", after speaking, he climbed upstairs with a dingdong clang.

Xiao Er's face was stunned, "This is the same as usual, why haven't I heard of these dishes, and the backyard is so big, where should I dig?"

When I went upstairs, I saw the indifferent figure of Wei'an on the table in the middle, the lame man looked extremely excited, walked up to Ji Xuefeng, and said loudly, "Meet Lord Xuefeng!"

Sitting upstairs, the person who originally wanted to see Ji Xuefeng's jokes, his expression immediately stiffened, "The person who originally sat in this position, even if it was a strong person with a purple flag, was ruthlessly thrown out, I didn't expect that now this man would be treated so favorably......"

Ji Xuefeng, it turned out to be Ji Xuefeng!

Ji Xuefeng raised his head slightly, "Little third son, after so many years, he has become a shopkeeper, not bad!"

"My lord, this is the love of the old shopkeeper in the past, the old shopkeeper said, you will definitely come back, I didn't expect that you are really back......" The lame man said excitedly.

Ji Xuefeng smiled wistfully and looked at the two empty seats on the table, "One day, this table will eventually be full."

Back then, there were four people here, the Zangtian Son Jun Zangtian, the Son of Heaven Qin Yinfeng, the Killing God Xiao Jun, and the Dragon Blood Head Ji Xuefeng!

But after a long time, the wine came up, Ji Xuefeng smiled, took a jar, and put it in front of Jun Qinghan, "Taste it!"

Jun Qinghan opened the seal, and the smell of blood suddenly filled the restaurant, with a faint murderous aura, Jun Qinghan looked slightly shocked, looked at the wine in his hand, and poured out a glass, the wine was as red as blood, blazing as fire.

A full cup was poured into his mouth, Jun Qinghan frowned, and the strong wine entered his throat, like a knife cut, stimulating every inch of flesh and blood, Jun Qinghan only felt a murderous aura rushing straight to his head, his expression was shocked, and he said in surprise: "What a strong wine!"

Ji Xuefeng laughed, "That's good, you can make a cup! Ordinary people who don't have a murderous aura, even if they take a small sip, they will be destroyed by a murderous aura", as he spoke, Ji Xuefeng picked up the wine jar and raised his head to drink.

As he spoke, the stairs slammed, and everyone frowned, "The person who came, what a big momentum!"

However, after a while, a young man in fancy clothes, standing at the top of the stairs, looked at everyone's surprised expressions indifferently and disdainfully, and smiled disdainfully: "Why?

Ji Xuefeng frowned slightly, and asked the lame man, "When did the Tibetan Heavenly City have the existence of a family?

The lame man sighed and said with some gloom, "Lord Blood Peak, eighteen years ago, only a month after the dragon's blood was hidden, eight great families appeared in the city overnight, and after years of mutual conflict, there are still four families standing. ”

Ji Xuefeng looked at the man at the staircase, his face gradually became indifferent, he slammed the wine jar in his hand on the table, and patted Jun Qinghan's shoulder:

You drink, I'll come when I go!(To be continued.) )