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Chapter 1777 Dan Fluid(2/2)

After Ye Linghan restrained Wen Qi, Liu Wuxie drove in and appeared in front of Wen Yi.

"Liu Wuxie, you are worried that you will not come. Today is your death date."

Wen Yi let out a grim smile, and the true immortal's power was crushed towards Liu Wuxie.

In everyone's opinion, it is undoubtedly a fantasy that Liu Wuxie wants to kill Wen Yi.

"Where did Liu Wuxie get the courage? Could it be that he wants to defeat the sixth level of the true immortal at the fifth level?"

Many tutors and students looked at each other, thinking that Liu Wuxie was too overestimating his abilities.

Including other disciples of the Wen family, they burst into laughter.

"Brother Wen Yi, kill him quickly!"

Those disciples of the Wen family laughed unscrupulously.

All kinds of discussions filled the square, and the combat area gradually became larger.

Wen Qi chose You Dou. His purpose was very simple. Just restrain Ye Linghan and wait for Wen Yi to kill Liu Wuxie.

Liu Wuxie drove straight in, and the blood-drinking knife appeared in his palm.

In dealing with the sixth level of the True Immortal, Liu Wuxie has little chance of winning. If he attacks and his opponent is careless, he still has a great chance.

Raise the blood-drinking knife, which is the starting step of the sword in one stroke.

"Xuanyin Divine Needle!"

Liu Wuxie caught him off guard and first cracked Wen Yi's defense and then killed him.

If the defense is not broken, it is difficult to hurt Wen Yi.

The Xuanyin Divine Needle has invisible substances, and even those Yuanxianxians cannot find it, and it appears magically in front of Wen Yi.

The defensive cover condensed from his body instantly broke, which scared Wen Yi to death.

"not good!"

Wen Yi said intimately, he was still careless. Who would have thought that Liu Wuxie's attack speed was so fast.

The long sword quickly slashed out, forming a storm, trying to stop Liu Wuxie.

"Your sword is too slow!"

A cruel sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth. The moment the Xuanyin divine needle broke through the defense cover, the blood-drinking knife had fallen.

It's like a twinkling meteor, flashing in a flash.

This is a sword that is known for its speed.

During this period, I have been practicing swords with Xiang Rulong and others, and the sword has reached its peak in the moment.

Wen Yi felt his neck chill and his body was fixed on the spot.

Liu Wuxie's body disappeared strangely, as if it had never appeared before.

The battle was over as soon as it began.

Wen Qi and Ye Linghan stopped and looked at this side.

Ye Linghan knew that Liu Wuxie had the ability to kill the True Immortal Realm, so he was not very worried.

"What happened, how did the battle end?"

The people around him were dull and looked at Wen Yi and Liu Wuxie.

None of them spoke. Liu Wuxie broke the knife and returned to the storage ring with the knife. Wen Yi seemed to have been cast by someone, standing there motionless.

"Brother Wen Yi?"

Several disciples of the Wen family shouted in a low voice.

Wen Yi did not answer, and still stood quietly, feeling the essence in his body disappearing little by little.

That feeling made Wen Yi a little crazy.

Waiting for death is an extremely painful thing. It’s not that Wen Yi doesn’t want to answer, but that he doesn’t dare to answer. As soon as he opens his mouth, the wound on his neck will instantly crack.

Time passes quietly like this.

Ten breaths passed, and a drop of blood slowly overflowed along Wen Yi's neck.

It was not until this moment that everyone could see clearly that there was an extremely weak thin thread on Wen Yi's neck.

"Seal the throat with one knife!"

I don't know who said something.

Those ordinary students felt chill all over, especially many students who had ridiculed Liu Wuxie.

In their opinion, Liu Wuxie is just a little bitch to go to the fairyland and is not worthy of being a mentor for them.

But at this moment, everyone was falling into an ice cave, and their eyes looked at Liu Wuxie, full of fear.

"I'm not willing!"

Wen Yi's consciousness began to blur. With a loud roar, the wound on his neck completely exploded.

Blood was like a tide, spilling wildly from his neck.
Chapter completed!
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