Bai Xiaopang suddenly laughed, very miserable and demonic, and his fat and round body almost danced in the air, "That's, don't look at who my little fat is, just a white flag, what a way." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bai Xiaopang looked modest, and lowered his hair in front of his forehead, blocking the lotus.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, grabbed Bai Xiaopang's neckline, and lifted his fat round body into the air.

"Boss Qinghan, what are you doing...... What are you doing...... Bai Xiaopan's face turned pale, "Don't act rashly, I'm a white flag, a white flag, otherwise, I'm going to kill a little fat!"

"Boom!"

As soon as Jun Qinghan's hand was released, Bai Xiaopang immediately fell to the ground, lying on his stomach.

"It seems that you have returned to the basics, and I can't even sense the slightest fluctuation of Dao Qi", Jun Qinghan said as he kneading his fists, "Since you are a White Flag powerhouse, there should be no problem in eating a few punches from me."

"Light Cold...... Boss ......"

Bai Xiaopang's whole body trembled, as if he had goat epilepsy, "I don't know anything now, I'm back to my original shape!" After speaking, Bai Xiaopang was actually in tears and crying bitterly.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and his fist slammed into the air, "Say, what's going on?"

"Say...... Say...... I must say", Bai Xiaopang said with a smile, "What, that old immortal pit me, saying that my current fat body is a pure physique, and I can directly cultivate the power of rules."

The green-robed Qinglian waved her hand and said: "He said, the stronger the power of my rules, the weaker the realm displayed on my forehead;

Jun Qinghan's eyes widened, "This ......"

Suddenly, between Jun Qing's cold eyebrows, a trace of cruel killing intent swept through, and he reached out to help Bai Xiaopang up.

"Eh, Boss Qinghan, where did that guy called Styx die?" Bai Xiaopang looked around, very puzzled.

"It fell into a deep sleep and is now in the process of evolution", Jun Qinghan's eyes kept staring at the lotus pattern on Bai Xiaopan's forehead, and suddenly said: "Little fatty, now, help me do something."

"What's the matter? What, I'm chubby, is it any good?" Bai Xiaopang suddenly said with a sinister eyebrow.

Jun Qinghan's slender fingers hooked his sideburns slightly, glanced at the square airspace, and said, "Of course there is, and it is a treasure of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan!"

Bai Xiaopang stared at Jun Qinghan, circled around three times, and felt that something was wrong, "...... It's a big deal that I don't want the life of this white flag, for the sake of the cold boss, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I will not give up!"

Bai Xiaopang said awe-inspiringly.

With that, Jun Qinghan took Bai Xiaopang into his room......

The vibrating pen flies fast, strong as a dragon, domineering like a tiger, strong and powerful, majestic and desolate; but in the time of half a pillar of incense, there are seven pitch-black posts on the table in Jun Qinghan's room.

Battle post!

The cover of the battle post is a big letter, a big word cast in blood, "Burial!"

Inside the battle post, the blood-colored characters are swirling, full of a strong murderous aura, like a red sea, every stroke is hidden, and under the murderous aura, there is also a strong dead silence:

The eighth day of September!

In front of the Sky Tower!

A battle of life and death!

Meet Hades!

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

Bloody, funeral for you!

With a "snap", Jun Qinghan closed the battle posts, threw them all to Bai Xiaopang, stood up and said expressionlessly: "Send these seven battle posts to the young master of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan."

"Light...... Light cold boss, you ...... You're playing with fire, I, I'm not giving it away, I'm not going to send it!" Bai Xiaopang trembled all over, looking at the young man in front of him with fear, and a trace of panic appeared in his heart.

With the power of one person, challenge the Seven Young Masters, and it will be within a day!

"Don't worry, I can't die", Jun Qinghan turned around and patted Bai Xiaopang's shoulder, "Moreover, I want this Qinglian Continent, everyone knows it, and I, Jun Qinghan, am the power of one person to challenge the Young Master of the Eight Banners."

Bai Xiaopang looked at the blind confidence in Jun Qinghan's eyes, his legs were weak, and he immediately sat on the ground with his buttocks, in a cold sweat, "Oh mother, my little fat life is hard, I have been following for so many years, and I will never give up, but I am always frightened and afraid, and my life is hard!"

Bai Xiaopang shouted.

"Brother, trust me!"

Jun Qinghan looked at Bai Xiaopang on the ground and said in a dead voice.

Bai Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, looked up at Jun Qinghan, only to find that the man in front of him had a solemn and solemn expression, full of decisive killing intent, and immediately stood up from the ground, "Don't worry, Boss Qinghan, I Xiaopang will definitely make those turtle grandsons tremble when they receive your battle post!"

As he spoke, Bai Xiaopang walked out of Jun Qinghan's room with a majestic spirit as if he had been sprayed with chicken blood......

Pushing open the window and looking at the world outside the window, Jun Qinghan clenched his fists, and a trace of madness passed through his eyes, "Since you want to play, you will play a big one, if you don't shake Qinglian, you will be crushed, why am I afraid, why am I afraid of Jun Qinghan?"

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After Qin Yinfeng disappeared for three days, he finally came back from the Sky Cutting Tower and dragged Jun Qinghan into the Drifting Snow Tower.

"Boy, follow your mother!"

Qin Yinfeng's sleeve robe waved, and at the same time turned to face Xiao Wanjun, "I think, let Qing Han go to the hidden clan to experience it, I believe that the forbidden land among the hidden clan will inevitably increase its strength quickly."

Xiao Wanjun shook his head, "Even if the Hidden Forbidden Land is powerful, it can make Han'er break through the third stage within a month, but it can't make him break through the fourth stage in two months."

"What's more, the realm of Han'er and Tianbutian is only different, but it is six stages!"

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, dusted off his clothes, and said indifferently, "In the past twenty days, don't mention any cultivation to me, I won't go there, just in this snowy building!"

Qin Yinfeng glanced at Jun Qinghan, directly took his words as a deaf ear, and continued to say to Xiao Wanjun, "I know the second master of the Yun Clan, so I can let Qinghan stay in the Yun Clan for a month."

"Second Master of the Yun Clan?"

Jun Qingshu's heart chuckled.

At the same time, Xiao Wanjun's brows furrowed, "I know, you are only a general friend at most, how can he tolerate your request? Besides, Zangtian was very hostile to the Yun Clan back then."

"However, there is only one way to do it, and there is still a glimmer of hope."

"Yun Clan, I will definitely not go", behind Qin Yinfeng, Jun Qinghan said categorically, he had already guessed seven seven eight eight in his heart, "He hates the Yun Clan, I naturally will not set foot in the Yun Clan half a step!"

"Who told you kid to interject, go aside!"

Qin Yinfeng glared at Jun Qinghan, and then said to Xiao Wanjun, "I also know that Zangtian has a grudge against the Yun Clan, but it is his intention to go to the Yun Clan!"

"Him?"

Xiao Wanjun showed a hint of doubt, and then her body trembled, "He...... He's still alive, Zangtian is still alive? Didn't you say you couldn't enter the Sky Cutting Tower, didn't you say that before you escaped from the Sky Cutting Tower, Zang Tian had sealed himself?"

Xiao Wanjun excitedly grabbed Qin Yinfeng's neckline, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"These are all lies, if you knew, you would definitely rush into the Sky Cutting Tower desperately, but now it's different", Qin Yinfeng said bitterly.

"This is the token he gave, take the light cold to the Yun Clan!" Qin Yinfeng slowly took out a pale yellow mottled token.

"Give him to me", Jun Qinghan stretched out his hand and stared at the token, "Yun Clan, I won't go", Jun Qinghan said word by word, "Jun Zangtian gave up face for him, and he will not insult his father's dignity either!"

"Whether you go or not, your mother has the final say!" Qin Yinfeng said with a hint of anger, "If you don't go, just wait to be beaten to death by Tianbutian?"

"But...... Even if I go, it won't help, they won't be able to save me anymore!"

Jun Qinghan's face was indifferent, "I have already issued a war letter to the young master of the other Seven Banner Ancient Clans, the battle of life and death before the Eighth Attack on the Heavenly Tower in September, and it is my Jun Qinghan who is one enemy and eight!"

The voice was sonorous and loud. The hearts of everyone in the main hall were shocked, and their expressions instantly stiffened.

"Do you know, what did you do? Young Master of the Eight Banners, that is the Young Master of the Eight Banners, you are too arrogant, one day is not enough for you to kill, but you also challenge several other young masters."

Qin Yinfeng's eyebrows suddenly showed a trace of hideous anger, and he scolded loudly, "If you lose, you will be laughed at for ten thousand years;

"I know all of this!"

Jun Qinghan raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yinfeng, his expression was indifferent, "Jun Qinghan, no-will-lose, and besides, I'm too lazy to calculate, so why worry too much, I want to kill to stop killing." ”

"If you can't destroy heaven and earth, you will destroy me alone!"