The explosive man's feet were so weak that he almost fell to his knees. He didn't dare to look into Jiumei's blue eyes, and could only look at the Western sword in front of his collar with trembling eyes.
"Ah~~~~" The students around him fled in panic.
The outside world seemed to be isolated from Jiumei Luolan. She had no expression, only murderous intent. The tip of the sword jumped to the collar again, pointing directly at the neck of the afro-haired man.
"Don't... don't!" The explosive man realized that he was in danger, and the expression on his face began to distort. He wanted to escape. He wanted to run, but he didn't dare. The Western sword around his neck was threatening his life at any time.
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The students around him kept screaming, and it was these screams that made Xia Zhichun completely come back from the words of Yan Lingxi and Yin Shuoyue.
Jiumei Luolan flipped her wrist, ready to stab with the sword...
"Ah~~~~~~" followed by a scream.
"No!!" Xia Zhichun pushed Yan Lingxi away fiercely, and was about to rush over with a big step.
The small figure was blocked by Yin Shuoyue. Yin Shuoyue lowered her head and glanced at Xia Zhichun.
Xia Zhichun, who was in a hurry, didn't have the mood to give Yin Shuoyue more words, and tried hard to push Yin Shuoyue away from him. Unexpectedly, no matter how Xia Zhichun pushed, Yin Shuoyue didn't move at all.
Time was passing by, and Xia Zhichun watched in despair as the Western sword slashed the boy's neck. He watched as the Western sword was about to penetrate the boy's throat.
Some people are desperate and others are laughing... But as everyone knows, the most tragic thing is Jiumei Luolan. At this moment, she is holding a Western sword with a soul, but she herself is just an empty body and has lost her soul.
The air is freezing, and everyone's breathing is becoming rapid.
Suddenly, Xia Zhichun opened his eyes wide, raised his lips, and tilted his head slightly. Through Yin Shuoyue's body, he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The explosive man did not fall down, but squatted on the ground holding his throat.
The girl's scream also stunned her...
Yin Shuoyue realized something was wrong and turned around sharply...
Jiumei Luo's blue finger pointed at the Western sword, but the Western sword was still dripping with red blood.
A big hand tightly grasped the Western sword, and blood was constantly flowing out from the fingers of the big hand. And the owner of that big hand was Xiu Shengfeng!!
His sharp eyes, revealing his domineering power, stared at Jiumei Luolan, his eyes filled with distress.
"Xiu... Shengfeng." Xia Zhichun looked at Xiu Shengfeng.
"Feng..." Yan Lingxi on the side also tilted his head in disbelief. He didn't know when his friend appeared and grabbed the Western sword that Jiumei Luolan was about to stab at without everyone noticing.
"Xiu Shengfeng, you are indeed a good opponent." Yin Shuoyue shrugged and smiled faintly.
Xiu Shengfeng had a cold face. Regardless of the pain in his palm, he exerted force with his big hand, and with a 'clang~~' sound, the Western sword was broken in half.
Jiumei Luolan still held the broken sword in her hand. This meant that the war was not over. The broken sword was in hand again, and Jiumei Luolan quickly pressed the broken sword against Xiu Shengfeng's chest.
"Xiu Shengfeng snatched the broken sword from her hand." Xia Zhichun shouted loudly.
But Xiu Shengfeng did not move. Looking at Jiumei Luolan's beautiful eyes, he said: "Jiumei Luolan, are you afraid of Western swords, or are you afraid of blood? Or, there is something else."
It seemed that Xiu Shengfeng's words had some effect on Jiumei Luolan. She did not act or reply.
"Jiumei Luolan, don't allow anything to defeat your spirit or your soul!" Xiu Shengfeng continued.
Jiumei Luolan's hand was slowly relaxing... She looked down at Xiu Shengfeng's right hand, which was holding a half-broken sword and was bleeding continuously.
The blood redness in his eyes slowly dissipated. 'Clang~~' The Western sword slipped from Jiumei Luolan's hand and fell to the ground.