Chapter 745 Lin Han’s little thoughts

While his body was spinning, he swung the long sword with the sharp aura of gold, and rushed towards Jun Moyuan. Although he was unclear about his intelligence at this time, he subconsciously knew clearly that he could not kill Leng Wu.

Worry, so he wanted to kill this man.

He knew that this man had a great relationship with Leng Wuyou, so he wanted to kill him and make him suffer for the rest of his life.

At this time, he had completely forgotten the strong aura of Jun Moyuan. In his eyes, Jun Moyuan was a person who could be killed casually.

Jun Moyuan was stunned for a moment at first, but the next moment his eyes turned dark. He also guessed Lin Han's thoughts. It was because he guessed his thoughts that he felt angry.

He actually wanted to stimulate his little girl in this way. How could he? He didn't even have time to protect the little girl. Someone actually wanted to stimulate her like this. Damn it.

Jun Moyuan only moved his fingers slightly, and a white bead escaped from his hand and turned into a white line, flying towards Lin Han.

On the other hand, when Leng Wuyou saw Lin Han's actions, his eyes were slightly cold and the corners of his mouth curled up with disdain.

The fiery red sleeves flew up in the wind, and a strong force swayed directly from the sleeves, and the long sword bounced back in an instant.

The speed is even faster than when it came.

Lin Han's pupils were wide open, and the cold chill stimulated his senses to return a little.

It was such a critical moment in the blink of an eye. He wanted to hide but his body was very stiff.

He could only wait helplessly for death to come.

The long sword between the pupils grew bigger and bigger, and along with the long sword came a flash of white.

Poof

The sound of flesh being pierced was heard, and the long sword passed through Lin Han's heart and came out. A scarlet splash splashed on the ground next to it, and the small wild flowers were dyed with a charming red at this moment.

At the same time, a touch of white also fell on Lin Han's body. The surrounding air was turbulent. The small white balls melted instantly, like a touch of snow in winter. When the sun shined like this, it evaporated bit by bit in an instant, just like

Just like Lin Han who was evaporated at this time.

Lin Han's death brought greater panic to the already suppressed group of people, and their movements became panicked. Jian Yi and the others were caught in the act, and they counterattacked several times.

The remaining dozen people wanted to escape in a panic, but under the siege of Jian Yan and the others, they fell to the ground one by one until the last person fell to the ground. Jian Yan gasped for air and felt very tired, but at the same time there was a sense of exhaustion.

A hearty feeling.

This feeling made him exude a kind of joy from body to heart. He felt so good. Although he was very tired, this feeling temporarily made him forget his physical fatigue. He wiped it on his face.

of blood, gasping for air.

The enemy's blood dyed his clothes into a mess. Those who didn't know better thought that the blood was all his. In fact, the blood was everyone else's. They were not injured at all. They were killed by Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan.

Very well taken care of.

At the moment the battle ended, several people were sitting cross-legged. It was obvious that the bottleneck in their bodies was about to be broken through. Leng Wuyou looked at the promotion light on their bodies and nodded with satisfaction. Yes, actual combat is still needed.

On the messy battlefield, several people were promoted. Leng Wuyou threw a defensive shield for each of them so that the surrounding things would not affect them, while the others were responsible for taking care of the battlefield.

Jun Moyuan came over and took Leng Wuyou's hand, looked at her up and down, left and right, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no injury on her body and was intact.

Then he raised his hand and rubbed Leng Wuyou's little head, with a gentle smile on his lips, "Qibao is very good, and he didn't get hurt this time."

Leng Wuyou glanced sideways at Jun Moyuan, stretched out his hand and roughly grabbed his hand from his head, "Don't touch my head again?" Who's to blame if he doesn't grow taller in the future.
Chapter completed!