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Chapter 1877 Delicate Young Master

"You no longer have the need to exist, die!" Then, he roared angrily, unwilling to leave Bai Ye's life behind, and the momentum in his body suddenly burst out, wanting to completely kill the young man in front of him.

"don't want!"

Suddenly, Qian Wushuang shouted, tears burst out from his eyes, and he rushed to the court desperately, trying to save Bai Ye.

"Stop her!"

Yun Yi turned his head and looked at it, his eyes suddenly widened, and the excitement of defeating Bai Ye suddenly dissipated, leaving only endless anger and determination to kill Bai Ye.

Undoubtedly, Qian Wushuang's impulse became the fuse for Yun Yi to kill Bai Ye. He threw all the blame on Bai Ye. If he did not kill the latter, how could he calm the anger in his heart?

"It's now!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, attracting countless people to watch.

I saw a strange energy surged from Confessor Ye’s body. The energy was invisible, but it made people feel thrilled, like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for a long time. If you don’t take action, you will take the other party’s vital points.

The terrifying energy appeared and rushed towards Yunyi frantically, and Yunyi's distraction also made it impossible for him to notice it in time.

"Um!"

Yun Yi let out a whimper, and there was no movement, like a stone sculpture, standing there motionless.

Even his eyes became unsightly and empty, and he looked like a walking corpse, with no sign of being alive except for basic breathing.

"I said, if you break one of my arms, I will break one of your hands to compensate!" Bai Ye snorted lightly, Jiutianjue waved it casually, and with a "chi" sound, a hand sprayed with bright red blood was thrown away, flying far away, falling to the ground with a plop, twitching twice, and then becoming a dead object.

"ah!"

A tragic cry sounded, Yun Yi held his broken wrist in pain and kept rolling on the ground. The endless blood spurted him all over his body, but he didn't have time to take it into consideration, because compared to the pain of breaking his hand, what is a mess?

"What's going on? What did Boy Bai Ye do?" Everyone stared at the stage blankly, until Yun Yi's scream came, they still couldn't figure out what had happened.

Facing Yun Yi, who was crying and howling with ghosts, Bai Ye looked at him expressionlessly, as if the anger in his heart had not subsided, he walked slowly towards Yun Yi.

"You are really a delicate young man!" He sighed, said with disdain, and raised his feet to kick Yun Yi away.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" He walked over again, raised his hand and slapped it. With a loud bang, it suddenly left a big red handprint on Yun Yi's pale face.

"Don't you think I am a person from the fairy world, that's the case?" He grabbed Yun Yi's hair, dragged him to the edge of the battle circle, and lifted Yun Yi up like a chicken.

Looking at Yun Yi who was almost unconscious due to the pain, Bai Ye smiled disdainfully and said calmly: "You are not allowed to harass my woman again in the future, otherwise I will hit you once when I see you! Get out!"

After saying that, Yun Yi loosened his hands and fell freely. He fell to the ground with a bang, and his eyes rolled, and he fell into a coma.

"Oh, it's a pity. I don't know if he heard what he said just now. If he didn't hear it, wouldn't I be embarrassed?" Bai Ye scratched his head and said to himself.
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