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It was a young man dressed in white, holding a long sword that shone like light.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the temperament is extraordinary.

The aura exuding from the sword in his hand, Xiao Li sensed immediately that it was a spiritual sword.

"Brother!" The girl in white saw the man in the void and immediately shouted to him.

That swollen face was full of grievances.

It seems that the man in white who blocked Xiao Li's sword is Han Feiyue, another disciple of the Bupo Holy Emperor she mentioned just now!

Han Feiyue, with a frosty face, landed in front of the girl in white and looked down at her.

"Brother." The girl in white called him aggrievedly.

Han Feiyue slowly turned around, looked at Xiao Li and Xiao Yuan, and said coldly: "How do you want them to die?"

"I'm going to peel off this man's entire skin and make him die in pain.

That little bitch, I will sell her into a brothel and be gang-raped by ten black men every day until she dies!"

The girl in white said fiercely.

"As you wish." Han Feiyue responded.

"Zheng!" Suddenly, a sword chant sounded from Han Feiyue's body, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a lightsaber, flying toward Xiao Li and Xiao Yuan.

"Brother Xiao Li, can you handle it?" Xiao Yuan asked Xiao Li with a worried look on her face.

The approaching Han Feiyue's sword was so powerful that Xiao Yuan felt as if her little body was about to be broken.

"Don't be afraid." Xiao Li said to Xiao Yuan.

That Han Feiyue was indeed very strong, stronger than himself.

However, although they were both disciples of the Unbreakable Holy Emperor, Xiao Li sensed that there was a gap between him and Yun Yimeng, the young master of the Immortal Mountain.

That being the case...

Xiao Li thought in his mind, "Roar!" Immediately, a ferocious scream was heard, and a dark corpse fog surged up.

Han Feiyue, whose face was full of coldness, could no longer maintain the coldness on his face as soon as the roar sounded.

His eyes opened uncontrollably, with a look of uneasiness on his face.

The figure that was stabbing forward like a sword could not help but fly back.

"Roar!" However, at this time, the Corpse King roared again.

Carrying the billowing fog of corpses, he rushed forward, and the surging black fog immediately swallowed up Han Feiyue.

Then, "Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

Bursts of dull roars and bursts of sword chants continued.

Obviously, the Corpse King had already started a fierce battle with Han Feiyue.

As the two men fought, the billowing dark corpse mist dissipated under the surge of power.

The figure covered with white corpse hair and Han Feiyue appeared in the eyes of Xiao Li, Xiao Yuan, and the girl in white.

"So fierce!" Xiao Yuan said while looking at the Corpse King who was fighting violently with Han Feiyue.

"Brother!" On the other side, the girl in white who was still lying on the ground looked worried and nervous.

She saw the white-haired beast, and every blast of power was extremely terrifying.

This forced Han Feiyue to retreat wildly back, and even completely suppressed him.

Xiao Li looked at it quietly. Before, the girl in white was showing off in front of him, and then Han Feiyue, a disciple of the Holy Emperor Bu Po, showed up in that show-off style.

It was as if the sword fairy in white had arrived, asking how he and Xiao Yuan should die.

Now, let's see how he can keep pretending.

"Boom!" The corpse king's punch destroyed all the power of Han Feiyue's sword, and finally hit him hard in the heart.

"Ah!" Han Feiyue screamed, and his whole body was blown back wildly.

"Brother!" Looking at this scene, the girl in white shouted in shock.

"Bang!"

Han Feiyue had just landed heavily when he suddenly saw the vicious creature rushing in front of him.

He opened a big hand and grabbed his head.

"Ah! No!" Before Han Feiyue could shout, he heard the girl in white shout again: "Don't touch my brother, don't hurt my brother."

After the Corpse King grabbed Zhonghan Feiyue's head, he lifted him up.

"My brother is a direct disciple of the Bupo Holy Emperor. If you kill my brother, the Bupo Holy Emperor will definitely avenge my brother! When the time comes, you won't be able to survive either."

The girl in white was shouting to Xiao Li.

After Xiao Li heard this, he was completely indifferent.

Are you still afraid of the revenge of the Bupo Holy Emperor?

Huh! The Bupo Holy Emperor has long wanted to kill himself.

"Ah!" A shrill cry of pain.

The Corpse King tore off one of Han Feiyue's arms, and blood flew into the air.

"elder brother!"

"Please, don't kill my brother.

I know I was wrong, I apologize to you, don't kill my brother, I will kneel down and kowtow to you. Please let my brother go."

The girl in white begged again.

Her body lying on the ground moved with all her strength, her trembling body was propped up, and she knelt down toward Xiao Li and Xiao Yuan, her face full of pity and misery, and she kowtowed heavily.

Xiao Li only found it funny when she saw it. Her previous viciousness and ferocity were completely gone.

After the Corpse King tore off Han Feiyue's arm, he threw it towards Xiao Li.

Xiao Li caught it and looked at the lightsaber on the severed arm.

Taking off the sword, Xiao Li's hand burned with scarlet flames, directly burning the arm to ashes.

"Ah~~~" Fang was still screaming in pain.

The Corpse King was still ruthlessly tearing apart Han Feiyue's body.

The girl in white cried, her heart ached and filled with regret.

If he hadn't bullied others with his strength, snatched the girl's purple fruit, and slapped her, none of this would have happened.

Brother, there is no need to suffer such pain and face death.

However, there is no if in this world.

"Brother! It's all me that hurt you! It's all me that hurt you!"

"Please, please don't hurt my brother anymore."

"I really know I was wrong. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. I'm cheap."

She was still kowtowing, her head hitting the ground loudly, and blood was dripping from her forehead.

Xiao Li looked at the woman, completely indifferent.

At this moment, Han Feiyue's screams suddenly stopped.

After there was no movement, the girl in white trembled physically and mentally.

She already knew that her brother Han Feiyue was dead.

He was torn apart by the vicious beast while still alive, and died in incomparable pain.

"Ah!" She looked up to the sky and screamed. At this time, she felt more uncomfortable than death.

Her brother is her only relative in this world now.

Now that even my brother is dead, there are no relatives left in this world.

"Hehe, hehe, hehehe."

"Haha, haha, hahahaha."

"Ha ha ha ha."

In the end, the girl in white seemed unable to accept what was happening in front of her, and her emotions collapsed and she went crazy.

"Hee hee, hee hee hee."

"Brother Xiao Li, is she crazy?" Xiao Yuan looked at the girl in white and said.

Xiao Li no longer cares whether she is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, she must die anyway, so he slashes her with his sword again...


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