887. Chapter 887 Anyone who hurts my men will die! (6)

"And you..."

Jun Aohan looked at the remaining people coldly.

"Changfeng, tell me, who among them has done anything?"

Changfeng wiped the blood from his face and limped over.

"Him, him, and him!"

Except for the young man named Murong Yu, everyone else had taken action against Ye Qingli.

Especially the one named Jiang Shuilan.

He is the most powerful among these people, a third-level warrior of the wood type.

Just now, he shouted the most joyfully.

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

Jiang Shuilan began to shiver.

"I am a direct disciple of the Xuanxian Sect! Do you know what a direct disciple means? It's the leader's..."

Changfeng couldn't help but glance at him.

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

Xuanxian Sect is a famous sect on this continent!

Especially his leader, who is said to be a strong man who has broken through the eighth level!

Even in the entire continent, he is one of only a handful of people!

He glanced at Jun Aohan and couldn't help but feel worried. Would he be afraid?

He glanced again at Ye Qingli, who was leaning on Jun Aohan.

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

It seems that the master still doesn’t know what the identity of the other party means...

Jiang Shuilan hasn't finished speaking yet.

What he was about to say immediately turned into a scream like a slaughtered pig!

"ah--"

He was directly pushed to the ground by Jun Aohan!

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

The kneecap was instantly shattered!

Then, Jun Aohan punched him hard in the lower abdomen!

"puff!"

A large mouthful of black bruises suddenly spurted out of his mouth!

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

My whole body was convulsing and shaking, and I was sweating profusely.

"You guys are simply..."

Jun Aohan directly kicked him and stepped heavily on his face!

There was an extremely clear sound!

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

Jun Aohan said coldly: "Is it fun to play tricks on others?"

"Then, I'll let you have a taste of being fooled!"

He glanced at the man named Murong Yu.

"Just now, you were the only one who didn't do anything, so I'll let you go! Let's go!"

Just now, he was the only one who had not taken action against Ye Qingli, and he had also stopped several other teenagers.

Jun Aohan has clear grudges!

Murong Yu turned pale with fright.

However, he stood there and did not leave.

"Although I'm not your opponent, I can't leave either. They are all my companions. What will happen to me if I leave like this? To be friends, you have to share hardships!"

Ye Qingli glanced at him.

This young man actually has a bit of loyalty...

Jun Aohan said coldly: "If you want to be buried with them... That's up to you!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Brother Dongfang, who had been frozen into two statues and could only stand there shivering and blinking, was directly bombarded by Jun Aohan's ice spiritual power.

Blood spurted out wildly and flew out behind him.

Almost all the bones in the body were broken.

There was blood coming out of all the seven orifices.

Their eyes all showed extremely frightened expressions.

Jiang Shuilan couldn't help shouting.

"Hey, is that enough now? You've been angry enough, can you let us go?"

"enough?"

Jun Aohan laughed coldly.