Chapter 110: Jun Beichen's extreme other side

"Jun Beichen, you can really ...... Is it? ”

Shen Liuli looked at Jun Beichen's tall back and asked with some uncertainty.

Jun Beichen nodded, and said with great certainty: "Sister, don't worry, Ah Chen is very powerful, just kill a few people, it's okay." ”

"Uh...... Okay, you can do it. Shen Liuli nodded vaguely.

What does it mean to kill a few people, how can it seem that killing people is a very simple thing.

Could it be that Jun Beichen, even if he loses his mind, will often kill people?

However, if Jun Beichen can drive these people away, she won't have to do it.

Of course, even if she does it, she is no match for these people at all.

She still knows how many catties and taels she has in strength.

Jun Beichen reminded again: "Sister, you stay away, Ah Chen doesn't want you to splash blood." ”

"Uh-huh, good!"

Shen Liuli didn't think much about it and took two steps back.

Next, Jun Beichen seemed to have suddenly changed into a person, and his eyes became sharp the moment he turned his head.

With a gust of wind blowing, the black-clothed man led by him suddenly waved the sword in his hand and attacked Jun Beichen!

"Brothers, come on!"

Seeing this scene, Shen Liuli was immediately on guard, looking at Jun Beichen nervously, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I don't know if Jun Beichen, who is mentally weak, can deal with these people.

And she is ready to shoot at any time.

At this moment, Jun Beichen didn't know when, and took out a flute from between his sleeves.

Seeing this flute, Shen Liuli was stunned again.

This is...... Jun Beichen's weapon?

She knew that Jun Beichen was very powerful, but she had never seen him make a move.

So there was some surprise that Jun Beichen's weapon turned out to be a flute!

Does his flute have a chance of winning against these people's swords and long swords?

Just when Shen Liuli was so nervous, he saw Jun Beichen put the flute in front of him.

When the man in black rushed towards him, Jun Beichen pursed his thin lips on the flute's air hole.

Then, a strange and terrifying flute sound came from between the flutes.

The air seemed to freeze instantly, and the sound of this evil flute made people's hearts throb and blood coagulated.

The first person to rush forward was the first to be affected by the sound of the flute.

He covered his ears in pain and shouted at his subordinates behind him: "Everyone be careful, there is something wrong with this flute!" ”

I saw that with Jun Beichen's strange flute sound, the subordinates behind him, even if they hadn't rushed up yet, covered their ears in pain.

Shen Liuli's eyes widened, looking at Jun Beichen in disbelief, and her jaw almost fell to the ground in shock.

Is this Jun Beichen's real strength?

It's amazing, isn't it?

What's even more terrifying is that his flute can choose to attack sexually.

She stood closest to him, untouched.

At this time, the killer who was the leader had been tortured by the sound of the flute to his knees, holding his head in pain.

"I can't help myself." Jun Beichen snorted coldly.

He then stepped forward slowly, picking up the long sword that the killer had dropped on the ground.

"It's been a long time since I've killed someone, and only I know in my heart how intoxicating this taste is. Since you've all delivered it to the door, you're welcome......"

As he spoke, Jun Beichen held the long sword in his hand, and his movements were as agile as a leopard moving with lightning in the dark, and he rushed towards the killer in front of him with a brush.

The bloody Shura field was splashed with blood, and between the sword lights and sword shadows, I saw Jun Beichen waving a long sword in his hand, and a dazzling fierce light burst out of his eyes, and every time the light of the blade flashed, there were blood beads sprayed, and with the blood beads splashing with blood flowers, splashing in all directions.

In the chaos, Shen Liuli's eyes were always on Jun Beichen.

Even in front of them, all of them are killers with superb swordsmanship.

But in Jun Beichen's hands, they are all leeks harvested by the scythe of death.

About a stick of incense passed, accompanied by a tearing scream, and the last killer was wiped by Jun Beichen's neck.

The desolate floor was covered with thick blood stains, and the smell of blood spread in the air.

At this time, the sun had risen to a high place, and under the scorching sun, the blood glowed with a strange red......