Chapter 7280 The Last Battle 28

"You lose."

She looked at Jun Aohan coldly.

"But don't worry, I will never kill you."

"Come with me, I'll let her go."

Jun Aohan lowered his head and looked at Ye Qingli who was behind him.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other affectionately.

Although all around is a life and death situation.

However, in the eyes of the two, it seemed that there was no other existence at all.

His eyes are filled with only himself...

"I'm afraid I can't protect you anymore."

Jun Aohan's voice was still very deep and firm.

From his voice, he didn't seem to be able to hear any depression in him.

However, Ye Qingli who was behind him could clearly see it.

On his back, a large piece of blood was pouring out continuously along the battle armor.

The injury is so serious...

It was so serious that even her elixirs were helpless.

After all, it is still too weak...

Ye Qingli has never hated her for being so weak.

So much so that when it is necessary to protect the love of two people.

There was nothing she could do.

He could only be blocked by Jun Aohan.

If she can be stronger...

The deep pain made her heart ache like being bitten by thousands of insects and ants.

A sense of powerlessness filled her heart.

She almost had to open her mouth, her throat was as dry and painful as a knife cut.

However, she had a bright smile on her face.

Just like at a wedding, the joy from the heart is the same.

"It's alright."

Her smile was as bright and brilliant as the two when they first met.

"Then let's go together."

Her voice was soft, as if she was talking about something completely unrelated to her.

"Anyway, we live together and die together."

She reluctantly raised the corner of her mouth, revealing a slight smile.

Fingers caressed his cheek lightly.

"Anyway, I've earned it by being with you for so long."

The atmosphere in the square was extremely stagnant.

Everyone stopped at this moment.

They all know that this war is over.

There are no winners!

However, Mo Ziqing's heart felt uncomfortable as if it had been hollowed out.

Finally, there is no way to recover...

Feng Ziluan raised her hand.

On her pure white palm, the joints were exposed at this time, and the veins burst out.

His face was even more ugly.

Jun Aohan's eyes that completely ignored her made her feel deeply humiliated.

"Except him...all the people, kill them all!"

This was originally a wrong battle!

Now, it's time to end!

Above the head, it was as black as ink.

Before I knew it, dark clouds had completely covered the entire sky.

Only in the clouds, there is a faint light.

The light on Feng Ziluan's face made her look extraordinarily weird.

However……

Just when Feng Ziluan's hand was just in the middle of waving.

"boom!"

Above the head, there was a deafening sound of explosions!

A thunderbolt struck from the sky!

A holy rank who was raising his weapon with a ferocious face and wanted to step forward.

He was directly struck by that thunderbolt!

Then, he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

In an instant, the body directly turned into coke!

There is no resistance!

"Fourth!"

A holy step beside him yelled in shock!

Then, desperately, he rushed forward, trying to save his brother.