Chapter 110: Jun Beichen’s extreme other side

Style: Fantasy Author: Jiang FubaiWords: 1347Update Time: 24/01/18 23:50:56
"Jun Beichen, can you really...?"

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

Jun Beichen nodded and said with great certainty: "Don't worry, sister. Ah Chen is very powerful. He just killed a few people. It's okay."

"Uh... Okay, you go ahead and do it." Shen Liuli nodded vaguely.

What do you mean by just killing a few people? Why does it seem like killing is a very simple matter?

Could it be that Jun Beichen still kills people often even if he loses his mind?

However, if Jun Beichen could drive these people away, there would be no need for her to take action.

Of course, even if she takes action, she is no match for these people.

She still knows how much her strength is.

Jun Beichen reminded again: "Sister, please stay away. Ah Chen doesn't want you to be covered in blood."

"Hmm, okay!"

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

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

As a gust of wind blew by, the man in black suddenly waved his sword and attacked Jun Beichen!

"Brothers, come on!"

Seeing this scene, Shen Liuli immediately went on guard and looked at Jun Beichen nervously, feeling a sigh of relief in her heart.

I wonder if Jun Beichen, who is mentally weak, can deal with these people.

And she was ready to take action at any time.

At this moment, Jun Beichen took out a flute from his sleeve.

Seeing this flute, Shen Liuli was stunned again.

Is this...Jun Beichen's weapon?

She knew that Jun Beichen was very powerful, but she had never seen him take action.

So it was a bit surprising that Jun Beichen's weapon turned out to be a flute!

Does his flute have any chance of winning against the swords and swords of these people?

Just when Shen Liuli was extremely nervous, she saw Jun Beichen holding the flute in front of him.

When the man in black rushed towards him, Jun Beichen pressed his thin lips to the blow hole of the flute.

Then, a strange and haunting flute sound came from the flute.

The air seemed to freeze instantly. The evil sound of the flute made people's hearts tremble and their blood freeze.

The first person to rush forward will bear the brunt of the flute sound.

He covered his ears in pain and shouted to the men behind him: "Be careful, everyone, there is something wrong with the sound of this flute!"

Following Jun Beichen's strange flute sound, the men behind him covered their ears in pain, even if they hadn't rushed forward yet.

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

Is this Jun Beichen's true strength?

It’s so awesome!

What's even more frightening is that his flute can selectively attack.

She stood closest to him and was not affected at all.

At this time, the leading killer had been tortured by the sound of the flute and fell to his knees, holding his head in pain.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." Jun Beichen snorted coldly.

Then he walked forward slowly and picked up the long sword that the killer dropped on the ground.

"I haven't killed anyone for a long time. Only I know how intoxicating this feeling is. Now that you have all arrived, I won't be polite..."

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

Blood splattered everywhere in the Shura field of killing. Jun Beichen was seen wielding a long sword in the shadows of swords and swords, with a dazzling fierce light in his eyes. Every time the light of the sharp blade flashed, blood beads sprayed out, and as the blood beads flew around Blood splashed everywhere.

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

Even the people in front of me are all killers with superb swordsmanship.

But in Jun Beichen's hands, they were all leeks harvested by the death sickle.

After about a stick of incense, with a tearing scream, the last killer was wiped on the neck by Jun Beichen.

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

At this time, the sun has risen high, and under the scorching sun, the blood is glowing with a strange red color...