740 Chapter 740: Face Slap Eighth Style (21)
Jun Wuxian narrowed his eyes, "Kill." ”
Jun Wuyao smiled, without half a minute of hesitation, he slowly raised his head and looked at the two people who were stunned.
"Then you will die." With an intoxicating smile on the corner of his lips, Jun Wuyao's voice was like a death knell, he suddenly raised his hand, and two black shadows flew directly towards the two of them!
One of them didn't have time to react at all, so he ended up with the same fate as his companions, and the man who was the leader fought hard with all the spiritual power of his body, and reluctantly took the fatal blow, but even if he didn't have a different head, his chest had already been cut out of a bloody hole by the black shadow, and a large amount of blood slipped down the wound.
He clutched his wounds and looked in shock at the powerful man who casually raised his hand and took the lives of several of them!
Although his strength is not top-notch, he is definitely not so vulnerable, but in front of this man, he feels that he is as small as an ant on the ground, let alone resisting, even the struggle seems so powerless.
He had never seen such a powerful strength, even the elders, they definitely did not have such a strong strength!
The vitality is passing rapidly, and the person can only stare at Jun Wuyao, staring at that good-looking excessive face, trying to find out the identity of the other party.
"You...... Why ...... with us Against ...... man, why should such a powerful man protect those weak guys, they have no enmity with him!
Jun Wuyao's good-looking lips slightly hooked a touch of intoxicating arc, as if he was watching something interesting, he looked at the unwilling man, and said casually: "Against you?" Oh, don't be mistaken, kill you, just because the little evil child wants you to die. ”
He still doesn't care about this kind of goods, because they don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they provoke Jun Wuwu, so they can't complain about being kicked off the Yama Palace.
"You...... You...... Finally...... Be...... What the...... People ......," the man struggled.
Jun Wuyao had already retracted his gaze, looked down at Jun Wuxian with a strained face, and no longer paid attention to the man's clamour.
The man sat on the ground with weak legs, feeling that he was getting closer and closer to death, he raised his head with difficulty, looked at the night demon who had already walked to Jun Wuyao's side and stood still, and then looked at the powerful and unbelievable Jun Wuyao, in a trance, he remembered the black spiritual power, an amazing thought rushed out of his heart, his eyes widened, and a fragmented sound came out of his throat.
"You are ...... evil"
The moment the man's words just came out, Jun Wuyao, who was looking at Jun Wuyao, suddenly raised his hand, and a black shadow directly smeared the man's throat, and in an instant, cut off his unfinished words.
"You're so noisy." The smile on the corner of Jun Wuyao's lips was impatient, and the man fell to the ground in shock and fear, lying silently in a pool of blood, swallowing his last breath.
In the blink of an eye, the three people from the Middle and Third Realms died cleanly under Jun Wuyao's hands, and the whole process was easy and simple.
He only raised his hand three times to deal with the three Purple Spirit powerhouses?!
There was silence in Fenghua Academy, and everyone was so shocked by the strength of that handsome man that they didn't even dare to make too much noise to breathe!
It's too strong!
It's really too strong!
The purple spirit that makes people bow and worship, but in front of his eyes is like a lamb to be slaughtered, what is the origin of this person!