The blood-red ring was desolate and magnificent, and when the smoke and dust on the ring completely dissipated, everyone on the spectator stage frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt could not help but rise in their hearts, "What's going on?"

Behind the huge Xiguan White Tiger, a pitch-black figure stood proudly!

The pitch-black robe seemed to have been marked with countless knives, and it was riddled with holes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The original skin of the info youth was wrapped in pitch-black scale armor, which was incomparably sharp, like a mad knife with a handle.

A playful smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and the young man took out a robe from the ring and draped it over his body.

On the viewing platform, Jun Killing Palace, Luo Ning'er, and the people of the hidden clan breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone hanging in their hearts finally fell.

"Hey...... Whether the Qinghan boss is dead or not, it's really a sin!"

Next to the sin Qianqiu, Bai Xiaopang sighed with a sad face, "Such a sinner, staying in the world, is really a disaster star", when sighing, Bai Xiaopang smiled with a simple face.

"How is this possible?" Thousands of monks were shocked, they didn't expect Jun Qinghan to be able to stand in front of everyone, "Shouldn't he be paralyzed on the ground, how can he stand there intact?"

"Everything is safe, why did the war stop?"

On the viewing platform, there was once again a boiling discussion. At the same time, the original smile on the corner of the Seven Banners Clan Lord's mouth froze on his face, and his eyes suddenly became apprehensive and gloomy.

"Boom!"

On the ring, there was a sudden piercing sound of broken bones, as if the Great Wall of steel had been crushed, and on the blood-red ring, the behemoth body of the white tiger fell three feet violently.

There was a loud and crisp sound, and he was used to the white tiger's front feet clasping his knees on the ground and couldn't move!

At the knee, a hideous and terrifying wound gradually burst out, revealing the white bones of Sensen, and bright red blood gushed out. Everyone in the viewing platform was shocked:

"Why is there such a deep bone scar on the white tiger's knees?"

Then, the white tiger let out a long roar, shaking the sky, sad and desolate, full of infinite anger and monstrous hatred, and looked at Jun Qinghan who walked in front of him with hideous and bloodstained eyes.

With a terrible roar, the entire behemoth white tiger's body burst open countless wounds. The wounds are staggered and horizontal, the blood is splashing, the bones are visible deeply, and hundreds of hideous wounds are intertwined, as if they have been Lingchi.

Xiguan Baihu, who was arrogant and arrogant before, was incomplete in the blink of an eye!

The white tiger is stained with blood and turns into a blood tiger!

On the viewing platform, tens of millions of monks looked at the blood-red ring with horror and jealousy, staring at the black-robed young man incredibly, and the waves in their hearts swept over again and again:

"How is this possible?"

"How can the White Tiger be defeated, its body is as solid as a copper wall, and it does not have the strength of the fifth stage of the Black Flag, so it is impossible to cut its skin. ”

He ...... How did he do it, he actually shook Xiguan Baihu. ”

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On the throne of the Heavenly Clan, the corners of the Heavenly Emperor's mouth outlined a smile, and his eyes swept over the Seven Banners Clan Lord playfully, "The Western Official Divine Technique cultivated by your Seven Young Masters is nothing more than that, the White Tiger has become like this, how can it be invincible?"

"Tian'er, if you want to kill this white tiger, how long will it take?"

The Emperor of Heaven suddenly turned his head, looked at the arrogant young man beside him, and asked with a smile.

"Three moves!"

Tian Butian's face remained unchanged, he replied indifferently, and when he looked at the blood-red ring, his eyes were full of strong confidence, and from beginning to end, the Seven Young Masters were like wastes in his eyes.

When the Emperor on the side heard this, he couldn't help but laugh heartily.

On the viewing platform, the face of the Seven Banners Clan Lord had turned iron-blue, his fists were clenched, and the sound of Kuku was emitted, and when he looked at the ring, there was obviously a trace of anger and murder on his face:

"The young master of the Seven Banners was defeated. The white tiger condensed into the Xiguan White Tiger Great Array was actually scratched by Jun Qinghan with tens of thousands of knives."

"Ancient Secret Technique, Xiguan Divine Technique is defeated today, and the Seven Young Masters are no match for Jun Qinghan alone!"

What's more: the Young Master of the Seven Banners represents not only him, but the entire clan, representing the Ancient Clan of the Seven Banners. The combined power of the young master of the Seven Banners was undefeatable against Jun Qinghan, which made the reputation of the Seven Banners ancient clan ruined.

At the same time, the family will also lose a lot of treasures.

In particular, the Yan clan and the earth clan, the Netherworld Flame, and the Horn of the Earth, are equivalent to the foundation of the two major clans that established their sects hundreds of millions of years ago, but today they have to give them away.

In two quarters of an hour, Jun Qinghan alone made the Seven Banners Ancient Clan embarrassed!

And if Tianbu Tian is defeating Jun Qinghan, then from now on, the reputation and prestige of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan will be under the Qu Tian Clan, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to turn over for eternity.

Looking at the emaciated stiffness on the ring, the Seven Banners clan lord almost simultaneously raised a thought - there is no forgiveness to kill!

This son messes with the reputation of my clan and will die!

Take away the treasure of my clan, and you will die!

If you are an enemy today, you will be an enemy tomorrow, and you will die!

On the high ring, Jun Qing's cold face was like frost, coldly swept across the viewing platform, a contemptuous smile wiped from the corner of his mouth, and his footsteps moved, heading towards the blood tiger whose knees were clasped and unable to move.

"Rumbling...... Prosperous...... Long ......"

The footsteps that Jun Qinghan stepped on at this time were exactly the same as the sound of the white tiger coming out of the smoke and dust before. Looking at the blood tiger full of anger and hatred in front of him, he raised his eyebrows:

"Unwilling? Still don't know why you lost?"

The words were contemptuous, and a trace of ridicule flashed in Jun Qinghan's eyes, "Just because I'm stronger than you, what about the White Tiger Great Array?

Dusting off his clothes, Jun Qinghan's face gradually turned cold:

"You are looking for death yourself, how can you blame me Jun Qinghan?"

At the time of the battle just now, although every attack of the White Tiger landed on Jun Qinghan's body, it made a shocking thunderclap. However, after the first time, under Jun Qinghan's black robe, there was a dragon body against the world.

The whole body is covered with black reverse scales!

Every attack of the White Tiger hit the edge of the sharp scale. The body of the white tiger quietly scratched thousands of knives against the scales.

The wind swept by, stirring up the green silk of Jun Qingqing, on the blood-red ring, the pitch-black robe was hunting and flying in the air, and the young man stared at the white tiger in front of him with a murderous face:

"If you want to kill my Jun Qinghan, you need to come back at a price. My life is up to me, if you want to take it at will, you will seek death!"

Staring at the huge word 'king' above the blood tiger's head, Jun Qinghan suddenly showed a crazy laugh, "Wang, are you worthy of being a king?

As he spoke, Jun Qinghan put one hand on the forehead of the blood tiger, "The king who has no momentum is a cat!"

"Ang...... Ang ......"

The behemoth blood tiger suddenly let out a terrible roar, and the anger and resentment in his eyes disappeared, replaced by horror, infinite horror, staring at Jun Qinghan like a nightmare.

Jun Qinghan's hand on the blood tiger's forehead is like a Hades order sticker!

The blood tiger's body writhed and struggled constantly, but at this time, the strength of the whole body was exhausted, and it could no longer escape the restraints of Jun Qinghan. Moreover, the strength and blood of the whole body rolled towards Jun Qinghan, like a hundred rivers filling the sea."

"This ...... It's called the Wedding Dress Divine Book!"

Looking at the painful blood tiger in front of him, Jun said with a cold smile:

"I want to see how the Seven Young Masters, who have no minions, dominate the Qinglian Continent?"

The entire vast void resounded with Jun Qinghan's crazy laughter, and the power contained in the blood tiger continued to surging towards Jun Qinghan's body, and the terrifying and manic aura swept through the meridians.

The indifferent eyes glanced at the indifferent and cold Tianbutian on the position of the Heavenly Clan, and a smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

The dantian surged, and the infinite power swept away, and the power of the white tiger that originally flowed in the body was instantly compressed by Jun Qinghan and sealed in a meridian in the body.

On the viewing platform, the Seven Banners Clan Lord had already risen up, staring at Jun Qinghan angrily, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Back then, they naturally recognized the wedding dress god of the Tibetan Son of Heaven who was famous in the mainland, and they naturally knew that the wedding dress god had the effect of marrying, and the power of the white tiger that Jun Qinghan has absorbed now is the essence of his seven banners young master!"

Which young master, but the treasures of heaven and earth, the hard work that the clan poured into them, can only be described as terrifying. Now, Jun Qinghan is doing this, which is tantamount to putting the young master of the Seven Banners to death, and there will never be a day to turn over.

Defeated, can make a comeback!

Die, but hate a thousand years!

But they can't stop it now. Here, hundreds of millions of monks, in full view, if they are saved, it can be said that in front of the monks all over the world, their clan will be beaten into a situation from which they will never recover.

The battle in the ring, life and death are conceited, how can others interfere!

Moreover, even if it is rescued, it may not be successful, and on the viewing platform, the four alien races are eyeing each other, and they will definitely guard against them.

Just when the Seven Banners Clan Lord was angry, a sharp roar sounded in the Heaven Domain, cutting through the void, and in the ring, Jun Qinghan had already let go of the hand attached to the blood tiger's forehead, and his pitch-black robe was like a banner hunting in the air.

At the same time, the blood tiger let out a mournful roar, disintegrated in an instant, and disappeared without a trace, leaving the seven young masters lying in the ring covered in blood......