"And you ......"

Jun Ao looked at the remaining few people coldly.

"Changfeng, you pointed it out, who of them did it?"

Changfeng wiped the blood from his face and limped over.

"He, he, and him!"

Except for the young man named Murong Yu, everyone else made a move against Ye Qingli.

Especially the one called Jiang Shuilan.

He was the most powerful of these people, and he was a third-order martial artist of the wood system.

Just now, he shouted the most.

"Hey, don't mess around......"

Jiang Shuilan began to shiver.

"I'm a disciple of the Xuan Immortal Sect! Do you know what it means to be a disciple? It's the ...... of the head."

Changfeng couldn't help but glance at him.

He is not a person like Ye Qingli who doesn't understand anything.

The Xuanxian Sect is a famous sect on this continent!

Especially his leader, who is said to be a powerhouse who has broken through the eighth order!

Even on the entire continent, he is one of the few people!

He glanced at Jun Aohan and couldn't help but be a little worried, would he be afraid?

He glanced at Ye Qingli who was leaning on Jun Aohan's body again.

At this time, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if she didn't care at all.

It seems that the owner doesn't know what the other party's identity means......

Jiang Shuilan's words were not finished.

What he was about to say next suddenly turned into a scream like killing a pig!

"Ahh

He was directly pressed to the ground by Jun Aohan!

Both knees were pierced by the ice picks condensed by his ice spiritual power!

The kneecap was shattered!

Then, Jun Aohan directly punched him heavily and smashed it on his lower abdomen!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of black bruise suddenly spurted out of his mouth!

He fell straight to the ground, curled up like a shrimp.

The whole body was constantly spasming, trembling, and cold sweat broke out.

"You're ......"

Jun Aohan kicked directly and stepped heavily on his face!

There was an extremely crisp sound!

The cheekbones on his face were directly trampled on by Jun Aohan!

Jun Ao said coldly: "Is it fun to play people? ”

"Then, I'll give you a taste of being tricked!"

He glanced at the one named Murong Yu.

"Just now, only you didn't do it, then I'll let you go! Let's go! ”

Just now, only he didn't make a move on Ye Qingli, and he also stopped a few other teenagers.

Jun Aohan has clear grievances!

Murong Yu's face turned pale with fright.

However, he stood there and did not leave.

"Although I am not your opponent, I can't go, they are all my companions, what have I become when I go? To be friends, you have to share difficulties! ”

Ye Qingli glanced at him.

This young man is still a little righteous......

Jun Ao said coldly: "I want to be buried with them...... Then it's up to you! ”

"Bang! Bang! ”

The Dongfang Brothers, who had been frozen into two statues and could only stand there trembling with their eyes constantly blinking, were directly bombarded by Jun Aohan's ice spiritual power.

Blood spurted wildly, and flew out towards the back.

Almost all the bones in his body were broken.

Blood gushed out of all seven orifices.

Their eyes all showed extremely frightened expressions.

Jiang Shuilan couldn't help but scream.

"Hey, that's enough for now, right? You're angry enough, you can let us go, right? ”

"Enough?"

Jun Ao laughed coldly.