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Chapter 295 Crazy Yorkby(2/2)

But Edward noticed that Yorkby seemed to be a completely different person now. The opponent's blow seemed to be an understatement, but it shocked his jaw and almost made him lose his sword.

"Stop, Yorkby. It's me, stop it!" Edward shouted while resisting Yorkby's strange power.

But Yorkby seemed to ignore it and just smiled strangely at Edward.

The knife in his hand was a little heavier. Suddenly Yorkby withdrew the strength from the knife, and then Edward took a step forward like an inertia.

At this moment, the knife in Yorkby's hand stabbed forward strangely, and the sharp tip of the knife immediately pierced Edward's left arm.

Edward's arm suddenly gushed with blood. After seeing that Edward was injured, Yorkby's expression looked extremely excited, and the knife in his hand also danced faster and faster. Edward could only rely on his willpower to support himself, resisting and retreating at the same time.

The two fought from the village to the edge of a nearby cliff. Edward felt dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

At this time, Yorkby raised his sword again and struck Edward's sword hard, sending Edward flying to the edge of the cliff with his sword.

At this time, Edward felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if they weighed a thousand pounds. He watched Yorkby slowly raise the knife above his head and slash at him, but he could not muster the slightest strength to resist.

"Is this the end?" Edward thought secretly.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, using his body to block the fatal blow.

The hot blood made Edward wake up. Edward could see clearly that the person who blocked the fatal blow for him was Stella who was staying in the cave at that time!

"Why...didn't I let you stay there!" Edward shouted excitedly.

"If...if I hadn't gone to that place, such a tragedy wouldn't have happened. It's all my fault.

Just be fine..." Stella lay in Edward's arms with an extremely painful expression, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"Ah!" Edward shouted heartbreakingly.

At this time, his mind went blank, except for Stella's appearance before her death.

The frantic Yorkby once again raised his knife and slashed at Edward. Edward did not dodge this time, but moved his fist and slammed it towards Yorkby, not caring at all that the sword was about to hit him.

With a muffled "bang" sound, Edward's fist actually hit Yorkby's lower abdomen first, knocking Yorkby several meters away, and even the Soul-Eating Blade in the opponent's hand fell to the ground.

"I, what's going on? What happened?" After the soul-eating blade left his hand, Yorkby's originally cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

He looked around and suddenly found Stella dead in Edward's arms, "Edward, you actually! You actually killed Stella!"

Yorkby, who apparently regained consciousness, misunderstood the other party and thought it was Edward who had done it.

"Yorkby, are you awake?" Edward lowered his fist after seeing Yorkby's appearance.

But at this moment, Yorkby picked up the Soul-Eating Blade on the ground again and rushed towards Edward crazily.

Although Edward avoided the fatal part, Yorkie's speed was too fast, and Edward's thigh was still pierced by the soul-eating blade.

When Yorkby pulled out the knife, he did not continue to kill Edward. Instead, he stepped forward and picked up Stella's body, looking up to the sky and laughing.

Then he kept repeating Stella's name in his mouth, and he slowly backed away, completely unaware that behind him was a hundred-meter-high cliff...
Chapter completed!
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