He has no expression on his face, and no one knows what kind of majestic power is contained in his thick body.

However, what is even more shocking is that where the soles of this person stepped, the gravel cracked and the ground sunken.

On the hard concrete floor, countless ravines appeared under his feet.

Behind him is the Tianhe River, and in front of him are thousands of soldiers bowing down.

Amidst the deafening footsteps, he walked on the ground, and he was domineering.

The soaring qi and blood and surging majesty almost made everyone terrified.

"This this..."

"Could it be..."

"Yanxia Army God, Long Baichuan!!"

The moment they saw this person, Li Er and the others trembled in shock and roared.

I don't know why, even when they faced Xu Junlin just now, Li Er and the others were not as panicked as they are now.

That feeling was as if what appeared at this time was not a person, but a mountain as high as ten thousand zhang.

"How do a group of frogs know the true majesty of Baichuan?"

Seeing Long Baichuan come out and frighten Li Er and the others into such a state, Xu Junlin couldn't help laughing, eyes full of disdain and contempt.

I just feel that Li Er and the others are people from a small place after all, as if they have never seen the world.

After sneering, Xu Junlin looked at Ye Fan again, his eyes full of pity, as if looking at a corpse.

Yes, in Xu Junlin's eyes, the current Ye Fan is no different from a corpse.

Long Baichuan was the military god of Yanxia back then, his position in the army was second to none, and his personal strength was even more powerful.

From Xu Junlin's point of view, even if Ye Fan has three heads and six arms, he will never be Long Baichuan's opponent.

After all, Long Baichuan was the best person he had carefully selected among millions of soldiers back then, how could a brat like Ye Fan be comparable to him.

"Junior, it's over."

"The farce should be over!"

Xu Junlin sneered, then looked at Long Baichuan who had already walked up, and said in a deep voice, "Baichuan, please leave the rest."

"Help me kill this madman on the spot!"

Xu Junlin's gloomy words resounded immediately.

And Xu He, who was held in Long Baichuan's arms, also said: "Uncle Long, you are finally here."

"It's him, this bastard who insulted my father and despised my Xu family. My nephew Shaohua also died at his hands."

"Next, ask Uncle Long to take action and kill him!"

The voice of resentment and coldness suddenly sounded.

The murderous voices of Xu He, father and son, echoed for a long time in Your Excellency Haiyuan. JrNovels.com