The personal disciple Jiang Chunjian cut himself, and his head was different.

This picture of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion has never been seen before, and the sensory stimulation of all the disciples is incomparable.

It caused many female disciples and timid disciples to scream.

The Seven Great Masters also had stiff faces, and their hearts were tightened.

One of the top ten personal disciples, he died and went away with hatred.

Infinite sighs, sighs.

Jiang Chunjian ended up miserable, and the ridicule on the face of his rival Mo Xiaoke also subsided a little.

On the surface, it seems that Jiang Chunjian was defeated and gambled to death, but Mo Xiaoke's mean words helped the fire, and he had some connection with him.

is also a man who keeps his promises.

Yun Qian's heart welled up with a feeling of sympathy, but he didn't feel guilty in his heart.

Jiang Chunjian was aggressive, and proposed a way to gamble on his life, naturally firmly believing that Yun Qian would lose, and if it was Yun Qian who lost, he would definitely not let Yun Qian live.

So it wasn't Yun Qian who killed him, but Jiang Chunjian who was hurt by his arrogance.

"Xuanyuan Changqing, if you want to kill me, why bother fabricating charges? You don't have to let your personal disciples come up one by one to send them to death, you and I will make a decision! ”

Yun Qian's heart was horizontal, his gaze crossed the crowd, and swept towards Xuanyuan Changqing in the audience without showing weakness.

She plans to break the kettle and meet the strong man of the Yuan infancy for a while.

Taking the initiative to declare war on Xuanyuan Changqing is instead a strategy of advancing and retreating, at least it can avoid the situation where the seven great masters attack at the same time and are killed in seconds.

Xuanyuan Changqing also stared at Yun Qian with his eyes like a torch, hesitating.

If he had done it earlier, Jiang Chunjian would not have died, Xu Mao would not have lost face, and the situation would not have evolved like this.

"You have such a big breath, do you need to kill chickens with a knife, can you use the pavilion master's shot? The old man will meet you! ”

Before Xuanyuan Changqing could make a decision, the fourth elder Song Yan jumped onto the stone platform.

His voice was very loud, he stared at the two triangular eyes, and pointed at Yun Qian viciously: "In the past hundred years in Tianlei Pavilion, there has never been a young man like you who doesn't know whether to live or die, I, Song Yan, have never looked down on people who don't know the height of the sky, let the old man try how many catties and taels you have!" ”

"Do you want to gamble your life?"

Yun Qian glanced at him coldly, his face full of banter.

This Song Yan looked like a brainless fool, and the other elders didn't move, but he wanted to curry favor with Xuanyuan Changqing and be this up-and-coming bird.

What disgusted Yun Qian the most was Song Yan's preachy taste.

Obviously, he just curryed favor with Xuanyuan Changqing, bullied the small with the big, and wanted Yun Qian's life, but he was high-sounding by what he said, looking like a life mentor, hypocritical and brainless.

Song Yan was stunned, Jiang Chunjian gambled his life and whimpered, he still remembered it vividly, and his head and body were still on the stage.

The audience instantly burst into laughter: "Bet with her, bet with her!" ”

Some people even fanned the flames: "The fourth elder is a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, how can he be afraid of a small Jindan Period?" Isn't this a sure win? ”

"Do you still need to think about it? Bet on this sect scum! ”

"Bet, bet, bet ......"

At first, it was gossiping, but later it evolved into shouting slogans.

The audience resounded with the sound of "gambling" like a tide.

The atmosphere was like this, and Song Yan's old face tightened, like a voice spitting out: "Bet!" ”

is obviously stronger than Yun Qian's, but Song Yan is playing the drum in his heart, because Yun Qian's wisdom is superb, and he has performed many unexpected stunts, with his early strength in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, he really has no absolute grasp of crushing.

Although he agreed to gamble his life, he was also a dead duck on the shelf, and he held it up.

As an elder, he can't afford to lose, and he can't do it if he doesn't judge himself when the time comes.

"If I win, you're going to let me go?" Yun Qian sneered at Song Yan's lack of confidence, and turned his gaze to the speaker Xuanyuan Changqing: "Can Song Yan represent you?" ”

She is not stupid, if she lets these masters fight in wheels, it will be too much of a loss, even if she defeats Song Yan, as well as Sima Hong, Zhuo Feng, Lin Feiyang, and Liu Baoju, where can she deal with so many masters?

And even if it was a Song Yan, Yun Qian was not sure to defeat him.

Xuanyuan Changqing smiled, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, sad and angry.

"Fourth junior brother, step aside, my son Xuanyuan Chun's grievances have made me a father!"

Xuanyuan Changqing smiled miserably, his eyes seemed to be blurred by the mist, and he jumped onto the stone platform.

Song Yan also realized that he was a little hasty to come to the stage without authorization, and Xuanyuan Changqing's words immediately made him breathe a sigh of relief and silently jumped off the stage.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

The dignified master, Xuanyuan Changqing made his first move.

It was definitely a sensational event in the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion.

None of the disciples had ever seen the number one master of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion make a move.

In the ring of the school field, Xuanyuan Changqing accepted the declaration of war from the newly promoted personal disciple Qian Yun, no, Yun Qian.

This scene is definitely the most classic scene in the history of Tianlei Pavilion.

The disciples waited and waited and held their breath.

"Yun Qian, should we also gamble?"

Xuanyuan Changqing stiffened his face and stared at Yun Qian fiercely.

Those two gazes, as if they were substance, were so oppressed that Yun Qian couldn't breathe.

Yun Qian was only under the pressure of this gaze, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he felt that he was standing with a weight, and his body was struggling to support.

In the late infancy, it is terrifying!

Although her strength has broken through to the late stage of the Star Pill, it is only equivalent to the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and compared with the powerhouses in the late Yuan Infant stage, she has almost no power to resist.

"Okay, old man Xuanyuan, how do we bet?"

Yun Qian was also not polite, and changed the title to Xuanyuan Changqing.

The disciples in the audience scolded one after another, scolding Yun Qian for not respecting the teacher and being vulgar and rude.

On the contrary, it was the six elders who admired Yun Qian's courage in their hearts.

In the Jindan period, it is a battle of moths to fight the fire.

But Yun Qian was not only not deterred, but competed against each other and scolded, which really made people look sideways.

Zhuo Feng nodded and expressed his appreciation: "If you lose, you don't lose, I like this little girl very much!" ”

Lin Feiyang, the seventh elder on the side, had a surprised expression: "The sun is coming out in the west today?" The sixth senior brother with eyes above the top will praise people? ”

Zhuo Feng laughed at himself: "I, Zhuo Feng, have always done my own thing, this girl is very similar to me, if I were my apprentice, these things might not happen!" ”

sighed, feeling full of regret.

At the very least, his disciples will be carefully protected from being framed and harmed by others, and will not fall into the face of public criticism.

Liu Baoju and Sima Hong were silent.

At this time, whoever speaks has to play.

Because of his identity, it is not good to bully the small, and let his disciples go to touch Yunqian, and he is afraid of damage, so it is better to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Little slut, just bet that you can't catch the three tricks of the pavilion master, if you can still stand up and count you as winning, let you go down the mountain, if you can't stand up, I win, you have to mourn for my Chun'er for three days, and then marry my son and bury it together!"

Xuanyuan Changqing's eyes flashed with a crazy light, and his voice was rolling and extremely vicious.

Yun Qian's delicate body trembled when she heard this, and her pretty face changed color.

The elders and disciples in the audience were also dumbfounded, and they forgot to breathe for a long time with their mouths wide open!