2772: C2772 Kill Luo Junxian

C2772 Kill Luo Junxian

Luo Junxian seemed to be very powerful, but that was not the case. After Long Yan entered the room, this fellow had been cowering all this time, but the beauties did not seem to plan on letting him go so easily. This fellow could only rely on medicine to maintain itself.

One had to know that this kind of medicine, which was obtained from the strength of such a large sect, had a heaven-defying power. This guy was really ambitious, until he completely intimidated those beauties.

"Big brother, I didn't expect this fellow to be so lacking in kung fu, and to even use medicine to sustain himself. No wonder the last time we fought, he lacked sufficient strength …" Little Black despised this Luo Junxian.

Long Yan coldly snorted in his heart as he thought to himself, "This kind of person's death is not worth lamenting over. Compared to me, he's far inferior." It made him think about the last time he had parted from Long Ling in Canghai Region. That had been when he had displayed his most explosive strength, so how could a mortal body contend against a Dragon Soul martial artist?

These girls were Luo Junxian's women. How many women did he want in a sect like this? As long as they were willing, no one else cared.

Long Yan was too lazy to compare himself with this guy. In short, even if Long Yan did not need to rely on any medicinal herbs, he was at least ten times stronger than this guy.

Just like this, the battle continued, but no matter how strong the effects were, in the end, only Luo Junxian's body was hollowed out. He had to admit that after living for more than a thousand years, his own energy was indeed much worse than before.

Finally, Luo Junxian felt a sense of powerlessness in his body. He felt like he was about to collapse and no longer had any strength left in his body to use. He gently waved his hand.

"Alright, all of you can leave now. Take Xiao Yu away with you. Oh right, you'd better hide Xiao Yu well, don't let her cousin see it."

Only then did those beauties, dressed in their own clothes, leave one after another.

Long Yan laughed: "Here's my chance. Xiao Hei, create an illusion technique for me." After those beauties left, shua! A talisman flew out from his hand.

Luo Junxian, who had a face full of enjoyment, was in a weak state. He wanted to rest, but at this moment, someone rushed down from the beams of his bedroom.

"What?" "There's someone …" The Body Securing Talisman that he was most familiar with wasn't used to lock onto that brat's body. How could it be?

Of course, when Luo Junxian woke up, he was shocked to see a handsome man standing in front of him with an extremely sharp sword in his hand.

"Dragon …" Luo Junxian never dreamed that he would actually see Long Yan in his own palace, and this happened too suddenly.

"Chi!"

Long Yan's sword pierced into his mouth, stirring it from top to bottom, quickly tearing his tongue to pieces.

Luo Junxian didn't know what to say. His eyes were wide open. He had been given a big bed by the talisman. This bed brought him too much joy. At the same time, it was also the place where he died.

"Luo Junxian, I told you before, I will pay you back ten times the price for what you did to me. Now you know, are you surprised, do you have a lot of questions? Unfortunately, I won't even give you the chance to talk, and no one will come to save you."

Long Yan said as he pulled out the sharp sword. Fresh blood sizzled from his mouth and then, with the second strike, it pierced through his throat. This kind of fatal injury was not enough to deal a fatal blow to a powerhouse at the peak of the ninth stage of the Divine Soul Realm.

"Luo Junxian, you were really terrible just now. You actually needed to use medicine to maintain your condition. Your grandpa felt ashamed for you. I cut off the third sword for countless women who died in your bed."

Swish!

This sword attack directly cut off Luo Junxian's Origin of Sin. This guy ate no less than seven or eight pills. Therefore, even at this moment, that little thing raised its head and stuck out its chest.

Wu, wu, wu, wu …

Luo Junxian opened his eyes wide, trying his best to shout out. His painful expression made Jin Xuanmeng and Jin Rong afraid to look.

However, how much pain did this fellow have? Furthermore, his body was locked in place and tears were flowing down his cheeks. Unfortunately, this Immobilize Divine Talisman was firmly locked in place.

"Fourth sword. If I return it to you for Xuan Meng, then when you had approached her with a trick, you had attempted to take it for yourself."

Swish!

With Long Yan's sword, both of his hands were sliced off. The unbearable pain was even worse than killing him.

"Hahahaha, wasn't it the Spring Festival Gala just now? How did you become like this? Next, I'll quickly finish you off. After all, my time is limited." Long Yan had already heard a large commotion outside the door, it must have been from the Guardian Gods that found out.

There were at least seven to eight experts standing guard outside. Judging from their voices, they seemed to be very nervous.1

"Oh no, Young Master, the heavenly fire that came out of the Purgatory Death Prison is about to burn our way out. Those ten thousand poisonous devils have also escaped, please leave as soon as possible."

"Got it, get lost." Long Yan imitated Luo Junxian's voice and roared.

"Young master, you must leave."

Long Yan became even more furious, "All of you, scram!"

Luo Junxian, who had only seen a glimmer of hope, wanted to move but could neither move nor speak.

He could only watch as his subordinates left.

Initially, Elder Wu had sensed that something was amiss with those experts who were preparing to leave.

"Wait, wait for me outside. Mei Ji and her servants have left. The young master has no reason to stay here anymore."

Then he told the others to wait outside and rushed into the bedroom. When he lifted the white silk veil on the bed, he saw Luo Junxian with his mouth wide open and eyes bulging. He was dead beyond dead and his arms and legs were chopped off while this Protector Wu's head rolled to the ground after he used his hands to check Luo Junxian's breath.

This fellow died miserably without any clothes on. The most fatal thing was the bloody hole on his forehead. Not only that, Luo Junxian's soul could not sense anything at all. He had completely lost all signs of life.

"This is bad, the Young Lord was killed by someone …." As Elder Wu saw this, his entire body began to tremble. One must know that Luo Junxian was the Young Lord of the Divine Profound Bomb Sect. If he died, how big of a matter would that be?

It was obvious that these wounds were new. The assassin shouldn't be able to escape far, so everyone was thrown into chaos for a moment.

When one of the protectors took Luo Junxian's body away, Long Yan kicked the bed over and stood up.

He opened his palm and looked at the tiny soul on his palm. "Luo Junxian, you saw it right? Your stupid men just left like that. Have they not thought that the more dangerous the place, the safer it is?"

"Long, Long Yan, I beg you, please let me go, I beg you, let me go …" The Nascent Soul's face was full of fear. He was begging for mercy, but before he died, he finally realized how terrifying this young man was.

"If I let you go, I'll let you use your soul to continue harming the human world. Do you think that's possible? Let's go, I'll take you out now to see what your Divine Profound Fiend Sect has become. That scene must be very interesting."

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