1748 The Abused Trembling (1)

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"Hahaha... I'm really laughing at me! Such a furry boy, I, Tian Jiajun, can run over him to death just by himself!"

Many teachers and students of Xingchen Academy also showed panic and worry.

Someone even shouted at Muyan, asking her to quickly call Xiaobao back from the battlefield, and she was willing to go out with the Mingyan Army.

However, what responded to her was Muyan's melodious smile, but there was absolutely no answer.

"The Mingyan Army must have a commander-in-chief in order to truly become an army and defeat a powerful enemy."

"And Jun Mochen is the only commander of the Mingyan Army."

"So, of course he can't come back, let alone back down!"

Luo Tian laughed louder immediately, "A five-year-old baby is the commander-in-chief, what kind of garbage army is this? Is it the baby army? Hahaha!"

The monks in the Tian family also looked at each other and laughed, their faces full of relief, without the slightest nervousness and fear of the upcoming battle.

The people from Xingchen Academy had to persuade, but found that Mu Yan's expression was so determined.

The expressions of everyone in the Mingyan Army were even more determined than Muyan's.

Their eyes fell on the small figure in front of them, without the slightest doubt, without the slightest contempt, only full of admiration and trust.

In the entire Taiyi Square, perhaps only the people from Xiaoyaomen know why?

Said their nephew was a five-year-old baby?

Said that their nephew was not qualified to lead the army?

Hehehe... Everyone, just wait for a while and slap in the face!

After Luo Tian finished laughing, he suddenly showed a sinister expression, and waved his hand in the air, "Give it to me! Crush these so-called Mingyan Army to death one by one!!"

"Hehe, I remember the Patriarch said that our plan in the Qingyun Realm was only obstructed by these guys. Today is your time of merit, as long as you kill all these guys, and when you go back, the Patriarch will definitely have it all. reward!"

"Kill all—! Kill all—! Kill all—!!"

Tian Jiajun shouted in unison for a while, and then he showed his weapons and attacked the people from Taixu Ying and Mo Ying.

Luo Tian leisurely sat on the chair brought by his subordinates and looked up at the top of the palace, "Jun Muyan, if you still have some brains, take your son back as soon as possible, then kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy."

"Otherwise, the sword has no eyes for a while and hurts your precious son, don't blame me for being cruel..."

Before he could finish speaking, a scream suddenly came from the crowd.

There was also a puff, the sound of flesh being cut open.

And this cry clearly came from his own side.

Luo Tian looked over in shock, and saw a sword light passing through Tian Jiajun.

In a short period of time, the throats of five bigu cultivators were cut open, and blood splattered everywhere.

The screams of killing in the center of Taiyi Square were loud.

But the people around were speechless and completely stupid.

I'm sooooooooooooooo! ! ! Is this a fucking five-year-old baby? !

Is this the fighting power a five-year-old should have? !

Although at the time of the competition in the three courtyards, I already knew that Jun Muyan's son was not easy.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the prince of the Lan Empire and the heirs of the five major families to respect him so much.

But in the hearts of everyone, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a five-year-old baby, how powerful can it be.

However, at this moment, what happened in front of them completely subverted their imagination.

Is this a fucking doll?

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