Chapter 1750
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"Hahaha … I'm dying of laughter! Any random person from my Tian Family Army can crush a brat like him to death! "
Many of the Starry School's teachers and students also looked worried.
Someone even shouted at Mu Yan, asking her to call Xiaobao back from the battlefield. They were willing to fight with the Nether Fire Army.
However, the response she got was Muyan's melodious smile, but her voice was resolute and without a reply.
"The Nether Fire Army needs a commander to become a real army and defeat powerful enemies."
"And Jun Mochen is the only commander of the Nether Fire Army."
"So, of course he can't come back, let alone retreat!"
Luo Tian laughed even louder. "A five-year-old kid as the commander, what kind of rubbish army is this? Is it the Baby Army? Hahaha! "
The cultivators in the Tian Army looked at each other and laughed. Their faces were relaxed, without any nervousness or fear of the upcoming battle.
The people from the Starry School wanted to persuade her, but found that Mu Yan's expression was so determined.
The expressions of the Nether Fire Army were even more determined than Mu Yan.
Their gazes landed on the small figure in front of them. There was not the slightest bit of doubt, not the slightest bit of contempt, only worship and trust.
In the entire Taiyi Square, perhaps only the people from the Xiaoyao School knew why.
That their nephew was a five-year-old kid?
That their nephew was not qualified to lead the army?
Hahaha … Just wait for the slap in the face!
After laughing, Luo Tian suddenly revealed a sinister expression and waved his hand in the air. "Everyone, attack! Crush these so-called Nether Fire Army soldiers one by one!! "
"Haha, I remember Patriarch said that our plans in the Azure Cloud World were obstructed by this group of fellows, and that's why we failed at the last step. Today is the time for you to make a contribution. As long as you kill all these guys, the leader will definitely reward you handsomely when we return! "
"Kill them all! Kill them all!! Kill them all!! "
The Tian Army shouted in unison, then took out their weapons and attacked the people from the Taixu Camp and the Ink Camp.
Luo Tian leisurely sits on a chair brought over by his subordinate. He raises his head to look at the ceiling of the hall, "Jun Muyan, if you still have a little brain, then take your son back as soon as possible, then kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless if I hurt your precious son …"
Before he could finish, a scream came from the crowd.
There was also the sound of flesh being cut open.
And this cry was clearly coming from his side.
Luo Tian looked over in shock, only to see a sword flash pass through Lord Tian's body.
In the blink of an eye, it had sliced through the throats of five Inedia Cultivators, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
The battle cries in the center of Taiyi Square shook the sky.
But the surrounding people were all speechless, completely dumbfounded.
Oh my god!!! Was this a f * cking five-year-old?!
Was this the combat power a five-year-old should have?!
Although he already knew that Jun Muyan's son wasn't simple during the Three-Courtyard Tournament.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the princes of the Lan Clan Empire and the successors of the five great clans to hold him in such high esteem.
However, in the hearts of the crowd, no matter how powerful he was, he was still just a five-year-old child. How powerful could he be?
However, at this very moment, everything that was happening before their eyes had completely overturned their imaginations.
Is this a f * cking baby?
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