Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Chairman Chen and Iron Clan of Dongling No.1 also got up and said goodbye.

In an instant, none of Yuan's foreign guests left!

All went to support the newly established Tingxuelou.

In the end, only the members of Yuan were left, looking at each other alone.

Right now it is Yangchun March.

But everyone felt chilly, as in the cold wind of the cold winter...

In contrast, listen to Xuelou station.

It's fun.

The deputy holy master laughed and kept applauding Xia Qingchen's many deeds in the past six months.

"Disciple Xia, I am proud of the Nebula Holy Land because of you!"

It is hard to imagine that not long ago, he ordered Xia Qingchen to take care of the overall situation and expel him from the comprehensive hall.

"The deputy holy lord decided to give Ting Xuelou the right to go to the town of magic island!" deputy holy lord said on the spot.

Xia Qingchen chuckled: "Thanks."

Pursuing fame and profit is a common disease for mortals.

What can he blame?

The master of Situ Men flashed his eyes and smiled: "Xia Gongzi, I have a female heir in the vein of Situ, and I have long admired Xia Gongzi for a long time. I wonder if you have time to visit the door?"

Xia Qingchen refused without thinking, saying: "The business is busy recently and I have no time to go out."

He promised Gongliang to feather, that is because the other party gave him face and benefits.

But what is the reason for Master Stuart?

Based on some of her previous words, Xia Qingchen was calm for not giving her a cold face.

For a little impulsiveness, she was already driven away!

Master Stuart only smiled, a cold flash in his eyes.

to be frank.

She couldn't see anything special about Xia Qingchen.

Apart from their good looks, the martial arts and background are all so-so.

If she didn't look at the face of Gongliang's feathering, she was too lazy to show his favor.

As a result, he did not appreciate it.

Ha ha!

While listening to the liveliness of Xuelou.

Suddenly, the doorman hurried to report: "The landlord, it's not good. There are eight unidentified people outside. They injured the guard and wrote on the courtyard wall."

Today is a great day for the establishment of Xuelou.

This move is a clear provocation.

"Write?" Xia Qingchen asked indifferently.

The doorman did not dare to look at Xia Qingchen's eyes and hesitated: "Fourteen characters."

"Life is a matter of life, like a praying mantis is not self-discipline!"

Hearing the words, uproar.

Dare to satirize Xia Qingchen's praying mantis?

Who is so bold?

Xia Qingchen's expression was calm and normal: "Who is the person coming?"

"They claim to be the eight tyrants in Yu Qingyang!" the door boy shuddered.

Time.

The guests were shocked.

"Tianyueling's first day of proud Qingyang?"

"How could it be him?"

Feather Qingyang.

No one knows, no one knows.

Since he joined the Jianya Sect, he has set several martial art records one after another.

No one has surpassed so far!

Two of the martial arts records, shimmering ancient and modern.

First, he had 308 battles with his enemies in his life, and he had no defeats!

Second, in any World War I, there have never been more than three moves.

These two records laid the prestige of Tianyueling's first day.

No one has broken so far.

In the first day of Tianyueling, Yuwen Taiji was defeated by Yu Qingyang.

He once yelled into the sky and shouted, "I lived with Yu Qingyang in the same age, it was my life's sorrow!"

This reverberation echoed in the hearts of all the younger generation in Tianyueling.

It has not been wiped out so far.

They should have been the arrogance of the shining side.

But under the hood of Qingyang, they are like fireflies in the moonlight, dim and dull.

This, I have to say, is the sorrow they cannot erase.

It is the whole Tianjiao, the sorrow of the whole era!

Today, the mythical arrogance of the heavens actually conveys a highly ironic 14-character proverb to Xia Qingchen.

I really don't know how Xia Qingchen is related to Yu Qingyang.

The two are not people in a world!

At this moment, only Xia Qingchen said lightly: "What kind of person do I say, it turned out to be Yu Qingyang's dog!"

This remark came out.

No one dared to take the next sentence.

For fear of being hated by Yu Qingyang.

Swish swish—

Several broken sounds resounded.

The Bahao Nu flew to the eaves of Tingxuelou, and watched Xia Qingchen from the top.

"Xia Qingchen, you are an adult's life-and-death contender, but have the courage to fight us?" Bahao Nu said indifferently.

Under the public.

Of course, they could not force the eyes, nose, and ears of Lord Xia Qingchen in front of the Vice Lord.

But if there is a discussion, then there is no problem.

Shen Sheng, the deputy holy master, said: "Whimsical! This is the Holy Land of the Nebula Sect, not your Jianya Sect!"

It is a pity that his deputy holy master was majestic and could not suppress the Bahao slave.

"This is the grievance between Master Qingyang Yu and Xia Qingchen, Vice Lord Liu, are you sure you can afford it?" a giant slave asked indifferently.

The Deputy Lord shook his muscles and immediately fell silent.

He is not afraid of Yu Qingyang.

However, there is a mysterious father behind Yu Qingyang, Yuhua Long.

That is a truly terrifying existence.

He can't provoke him.

Then, the tyrant looked at the rest.

"Who else wants to intervene in Master Yu Qingyang, please stand up." Hao Nu asked.

All the people in the audience are the people of Tianyueling who are famous and have surnames and status.

However, under the pressure of a slave, no one dared to resist.

"Since not, then please shut up and stop talking," Howu said indifferently.

He seemed to be reprimanding a group of servants, rather than many big men in Tianyueling.

This is Yu Qingyang.

His slaves are not dare to contend.

Finally, the tyrant looked to Xia Qingchen: "Dare or not, answer!"

From beginning to end, there is a tone of command.

It's like forcing an ant.

Xia Qingchen's face was plain: "Where to come and where to go back."

He has not yet fallen into a fight against a group of self-serving people.

The talking tyrant took a step forward.

Upon stepping on its footsteps, the glazed tiles on the roof have frozen.

"Because of the lack of talent, Han Bing collapsed slightly, and I would like to ask Master Yu Qingyang about his life and death about his opponent." Howu said indifferently.

Everyone looked at the white roof and looked dignified.

That's the result of the triple repair of the small star position, plus the inferior martial art "Heng Bing".

There should be no one in the same realm.

Xia Qingchen's practice is still shallow, and he may not be an opponent.

"I said, don't want to fight." Xia Qingchen sat still, drinking in silence.

Honu dismissed: "Don't you want to, or dare not? I think, is it the latter?"

He jumped and jumped to the ground.

The splash of cold air cooled the air in the hall.

Xia Qingchen's face remained unchanged, and he didn't mean to get up for a fight.

Hanu scornfully said: "As a pioneer of the top martial arts alliance, I dare not accept any challenge? What are your qualifications to be the leader?"

"Or does it mean that the people in your Holy Land of Nebula Sect are all of this virtue?"

Lian Xing is angry.

She pushed Xia Qingchen: "Xia Lang, fight!"

Qiu Qiu also clenched his teeth: "Master Ye, fight!"

The tyrants are too hard!

Young disciples such as Xu Yuan, Ping Ren Jiao, Lu Yun, etc., all broke out of war.

"Brother Xia, take a fight!"

"Brother Xia, please play!"

"Brother, fight!"

...

Shishi can not be humiliated!

Insult him, insult the Nebula Sect Holy Land.

How can you not fight?