I just don't know if they will feel pain when they are slapped in the face!
Stretching out his hands, Luo Liyan hung on Huo Yujun's body like a koala.
Following his slight tap, the two landed in the middle of the hall.
He pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and then kissed Luo Liyan's round cheek.
"Hey, close your eyes and you'll be fine!"
That cold voice is like a gurgling stream in the mountains, flowing through people's hearts, as if it can calm people's hearts.
Luo Liyan obediently obeyed his words, but felt a little inexplicably nervous in her heart.
In other words, the main reason for visiting the Devil's Cult is not to make a move, but once he makes a move, he will not leave a living.
But in this situation now, if the other party uses one or two dirty tricks, then killing him is still acceptable.
I'm afraid that he will suddenly become honest.
If that is the case, if it takes his life, it is very likely that it cannot be justified.
But when the soldiers come to block, and the art comes to cover, when is the fight over
She couldn't express her worries now, it would be bad if Huo Yujun was held back.
Soon the sound of weapons clashing rang in Luo Liyan's ears.
Huo Yujun hugged the little guy in his arms with one hand, for fear that he would fall on her, while with the other hand, he followed the master Wang's move with ease.
However, it was only a short dozen moves, and he was already powerless to resist the convenience.
Really weak!
Huo Yujun sneered mockingly in his heart.
With him like this, he still wants to be strong, it's really beyond his control.
Fighting with such a person is simply a waste of my time.
As Huo Yujun thought about it, the moves in his hand suddenly became a little more ruthless.
This caused fine cold sweat to break out on Wangwangmen's forehead, and he gradually retreated irresistibly.
Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, his followers hurriedly pulled out and besieged Huo Yujun collectively.
Although Luo Liyan didn't open his eyes, he could clearly hear what was going on in front of him.
These people are really decent in vain!
The corner of her mouth ticked up sarcastically.
This made the person who planned to attack her from behind slightly taken aback.
Some couldn't understand why a six-year-old child would show such an expression, as if she knew what everyone had done until she opened her eyes.
Isn't it rumored that the eldest lady of Feixia Villa is a waste of martial arts just like her mother? !
Just as the man was thinking, Huo Yujun turned around abruptly and swung his sword energy towards him.
The thin sword energy carried a fierce killing intent, and before he had time to react, it directly drew a thin red line on his neck.
Bloody mist spewed out.
He was a little shocked and wanted to look down at his wound, but only halfway through this movement, he lost his strength and fell down softly, completely out of breath.
This startled everyone who was doing it.
It can be seen that they have realized how strong Huo Yujun's martial arts are, and no one dared to jump out to help at this time, and just watched him relentlessly kill the dozen or so people who besieged him.
The moment his sword was sheathed, the last person also fell to the ground.
The surrounding air was as deadly silent, and no one dared to even take a breath.
No one thought that the final result would become like this, and they didn't know how to deal with it for a while.