Chapter 2768

Luo Junxian seems to be very powerful. In fact, he is not. When he enters the room from Longyan, this guy always flinches. However, those Meiji don't seem to want to let him go easily. This guy can only rely on drugs to maintain.

You should know how powerful the medicine from such a large force is. This guy is really ambitious again, until he completely frightens those Meiji.

"Big brother, I didn't expect that this guy's Kung Fu was not good, and he had to use drugs to support him. No wonder he didn't have enough follow-up strength to fight with you last time..." Xiao Hei despised Luo Junxian.

Long Yan cold hum a, in the heart secret way, "such scum die not to be pitiful, compare with me nature to want inferior too much." It reminds him that the last time he left Longling in Canghai area, he showed the most explosive power. How could mortals compete with the Dragon Spirit warrior.

Speaking of these girls, they are all Luo Junxian's women. Born in such a patriarchal clan, no one can control how many women he looks for as long as someone wants to.

Long Yan is also lazy to compare himself with this guy. In a word, even if Long Yan doesn't need to rely on any medicine, he is at least ten times stronger than this guy.

In this way, the battle continued, but after all, no matter how powerful the medicine was, it would only empty Luo Junxian's body in the end. He had to admit that after living for thousands of years, his energy was not as good as before.

Finally, Luo Junxian felt a sense of weakness all over his body, which made him almost collapse. He had no strength to exert and waved his hand slightly.

"Well, you all step back and drag Xiaoyu down by the way. By the way, you'd better keep Xiaoyu away from her cousin."

Those beautiful girls, wearing their own clothes, paid homage one after another and stepped down.

Long Yan laughed: "the opportunity has come, small black makes magic for me." After those Maggie leave, brush! A talisman flew out of his hand.

Originally, Luo Junxian, who was still enjoying himself, was weak and wanted to rest. But at this time, someone rushed down from the beam of his bedroom.

"What? Someone... "His most familiar talisman is not used to fix on that boy. How could it be?

Of course, when Luo Junxian woke up completely, he was shocked to see a handsome man standing in front of him, holding a sharp sword.

"Dragon..." Luo Junxian never dreamed that he would see Longyan in his bedroom, and it was too sudden.

Whoa!

Long Yan a sword inserts in his mouth, stir up and down for a while, quick ground his tongue thoroughly.

Luo Junxian hesitated and couldn't speak at all, and even widened his eyes. He has been given a big bed by the talisman. This big bed has brought him too much joy. At the same time, it is also the place where he died and his life will end.

"Luo Junxian, I said at the beginning that I would repay you ten times as much as you did to me. Now you realize it. Are you surprised? Do you have many questions? Unfortunately, I won't even give you a chance to speak, let alone someone to save you."

As long Yan said, he pulled out the sword, and the blood came out of his mouth. He followed the second sword and pierced his throat. These fatal injuries were not enough to kill the top nine of the spirit. It would be too cheap to kill him so easily.

"Luo Junxian, you are really bad just now. You need medicine to maintain it. Your grandfather and I are ashamed of you. I chopped off the third sword for countless women who died in your bed."

Brush!

This sword directly cut off the source of Luo Junxian's evil. This guy took no less than seven or eight pills, so even at the moment, the little thing was holding his head high.

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Luo Junxian's eyes are wide open, desperately want to shout, a face of painful expression, let jinxuanmeng and Jinrong do not dare to see.

But I think how painful this guy is, and his body is still fixed here, and his tears are raging. It's a pity that this fixed body talisman has fixed him there.

"The fourth sword, if I return it to you for Xuanmeng, you used a trick to get close to her and try to take possession of her."

Brush!

Long Yan's sword cut off his hands. The unbearable pain was more cruel than killing him directly. Luo Junxian glared at his eyes and gushed blood from his mouth.

"Ha ha ha, it's not a moment of spring and night just now. How did it become like this now? Next, I'll solve you quickly. After all, my time is limited." Long Yan has heard a big rush outside the door. It must be those Dharma protectors who know.

There are at least seven or eight top players, who stay outside and listen to their voices. They seem to be very nervous.

"No, young Lord, the sky fire from the death prison of purgatory will soon burn to us, and those poisonous demons will also escape. Please leave as soon as possible."

"I see. Get out of here." Long Yan roars like Luo Junxian.

"Young master, you must leave."

Long Yan is to rage more, "all give me to roll quickly!"

Luo Junxian, who had seen a little hope, wanted to move and falter at this time, but he couldn't start or speak.

All he could do was watch the men and leave.

The elder Wu, the Dharma protector, seemed to feel something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, you are waiting for me outside. Meiji and others who serve the young Lord have already left. The young Lord has no reason to stay here."

After he let others wait outside, he rushed directly into the bedroom. When he lifted the white silk yarn on the bed, he was surprised to see Luo Junxian. His mouth was open and his eyes were suddenly protruding. He was dead and could not die any more. His hands and feet had been cut off long ago. Wu Dharma protector used his hand to detect Luo Junxian's breath, and his head fell to the ground.

This guy died miserably, and he didn't wear clothes. The most fatal thing was the blood hole in his forehead, which was very shocking. Moreover, Luo Junxian's spirit didn't feel it at all. He had completely lost all his vital signs.

"No, the little Lord was killed..." elder Wu saw this scene, and his whole body trembled. You should know that Luo Junxian's identity as the little Lord in xuansha sect, the God of heaven, was a big deal when he died.

Obviously, these wounds are new. Presumably, the assassin won't escape far away, and everyone will be in a mess for a while.

When one of the Dharma guards took away Luo Junxian's body, Long Yan kicked the big bed and stood out from the ground.

Open the palm, looking at the hands of the small spirit Yuanying, "Luo Junxian, you see it, your stupid men, so left, they did not think, the more dangerous place, the more safe."

"Long, Long Yan, please let me go, please let me go..." Yuan Ying, the spirit, was frightened and begged for mercy. Before he died, he finally knew how terrible the young man was.

"Let you go and let you use your spirit to continue to harm the world. Do you think that's possible? Let's go. I'll take you out to see what your God xuansha sect has become. The scene must be very wonderful."