"Young Master Feng, save me!" Ye Qian seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, Qian'er, he can't kill you!" Feng Zhantian said in a deep voice, rushing towards him like a cheetah.

"Ye Qian, I said that no one can save you today!"

Bai Ye said coldly, the general trend bloomed again, and the general trend supported by the three heavenly souls was simply outrageous. The Holy Academy and the Feng family had nearly a hundred people in total. However, when approaching this side, they were struggling and could not move forward half an inch.

This place is completely controlled by Bai Ye.

The three heavenly souls are like three heavenly gods, completely sealing the place!

"What?" Feng Zhantian's face immediately looked ugly. In the face of crisis, he immediately opened the storage ring, took out a golden sword, and threw it at Bai Ye regardless of everything.

"Golden Feather Sword! Isn't this thing Xin Bujue? You actually handed this thing over to Feng Zhantian!"

Yan Feng's pupils trembled, he suddenly turned around and looked at Xin Bujue over there.

Once this sword is released, Bai Ye will be injured even if he is not killed.

The golden sword turned into a golden lightning, and ignored the general trend and rushed straight towards Bai Ye.

The small sword is not long, but it reveals an invincible edge.

Hurry!

At this moment, a figure rushed over desperately, and a sword shook wildly, hitting the small sword.

Although the small sword could not be shot down, it strongly changed the direction of the small sword's flight. The golden feather sword moved and penetrated a large rock not far away and penetrated into the ground.

"Um?"

Feng Zhantian was stunned and looked up. This person was actually a person wearing the Holy Academy costume!

The people from the Holy Academy actually stopped Feng Zhantian from saving Ye Qian. What's going on?

And just after this man appeared, a crisp sound rang out from Bai Ye.

The terrifying soft sword was like a night meteor, piercing through Ye Qian's chest. She trembled a few times, cracks appeared on her skin all over her body, and her body fell down softly.

Bai Ye would not show mercy because he was a woman, and this sword was extremely decisive.

Ye Qian opened her mouth and a hoarse voice squeezed out from her throat.

"Bai Ye...I...I hate you...Why...Why...Why did you appear in front of me...Why...You want to appear in this world...If it weren't for you, I could have

Live better, achieve higher achievements, without you... nothing would be like this..."

She yelled unwillingly, and blood came out of her mouth.

Indeed, if it weren't for Bai Ye, how could Ye Qian have ended up in this position?

But, can all this be blamed on Bai Ye?

He had no intention of opposing Ye Qian, but Ye Qian pressed him step by step, even taking his life.

"Ye Qian, you look down on me too high, and you look down on yourself too high. I had no intention of going against you, but you forced me and suppressed me again and again! You forced me to the opposite of you.

In terms of position, you forced me to kill you with your own hands. If you were fair and selfless when you met in Luocheng, and you were willing to let go of your face, how could there be a battle in the arena? On the stage, you were willing to accept the loss.

, How could it be that Ye Bai dies? How could it be that disaster today? All this is not what I give you, but the bitter fruit you make yourself!"

Bai Ye said lightly, raised his arm and pulled out the soft sword...

Ye Qian's body, unwillingness seeped in her eyes, slowly fell to the ground...

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