Stimulated by Murong Feixue's words, Murong Yilan suddenly opened her eyes wide. Her originally limp body suddenly stiffened in place, and struggled painfully for a moment. Then she helplessly swallowed her last breath, tilted her neck, and then
He couldn't even utter a single word.
"Murong Yilan is dead! Murong Yilan is actually dead!"
Both the red silk team and the yellow silk team made exclamations of surprise. Everyone gathered around, as if watching a world wonder, their eyes almost fell out. The crowd surrounded Murong Yilan and Murong Feixue.
Three floors, three floors outside. People watching like a pot exploding...
Not only Murong Feixue was startled, but Dongfang Jin Ye, Dongfang Yuan, and Cang Sha were also startled!
"Feixue, how did you do it? I see that you only used three points of force, how could you kill him with one punch?"
"Yeah... I think this Murong Yilan seems to be much weaker than when he participated in the academy competition. It's really strange!"
Dongfang Yuan and Dongfang Jin Ye flew to Murong Yilan's body and looked at it as if they were studying it together with Murong Feixue. There was no trace of regret in their eyes. They were just full of questions and deep curiosity.
But Cang Sha would not give up so easily. After all, she was his talented female apprentice who was about to go to Zhouguang Palace. To die inexplicably like this was simply his loss. It was also the greatest irony to him.
"How dare you Murong Feixue, you brutalized a fellow disciple, what else can you say?" Cang Sha's face darkened, he pointed at Murong Feixue and asked angrily in a cold voice.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Life and death are determined by fate, success or failure depends on heaven. She, Murong Yilan, died like a joke without being beaten. How dare you blame others?" Dongfang Yuan was the first to stand up and angrily scolded Cang Sha.
Dongfang Jin Ye also echoed and said: "That's right, no matter how you protect your shortcomings, everyone is not blind! He died with just one punch. Who can blame this? In the competition, you can't punch even one? What is that called?
Compete!"
With the support of the two great mentors, all the disciples standing in Murong Feixue's team also opened their mouths to help Murong Feixue speak.
"Grand Master is right, we all saw it! Senior Sister Feixue only hit Senior Sister with one punch, and that punch was not very heavy. As long as it is a heaven-level disciple, there is no fear of life.
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"Senior Sister Feixue is not wrong. Originally, the competition in Haotian Palace was regardless of death or injury, not to mention that they had signed a life and death certificate before!"
"That's right. When the senior sister attacked Xin Yue and Xiang Niang so fiercely that she almost killed Xin Yue and Pan Niang, why didn't you say anything, mentor? Didn't you show your preference for your disciples..."
Hearing these complaints and indignant voices, the pale face immediately turned ugly. The frowned brows seemed to have two deep lines in the middle with a wood carving knife. It was suspicious of squeezing a fly to death. He was just angry.
After being angry and calming down, he had no reason to refute these people.
In desperation, Cang Sha could only sternly say: "Your senior sister is a meritorious minister of the academy. If she dies like this, the three deans will definitely not ignore her. Even if I don't pursue it, the dean will not."
I will let Murong Feixue go! Huh..."
Murong Feixue frowned slightly, but ignored Cang Sha's indiscriminate and threatening behavior.
She just stared at Murong Yilan's body and subconsciously moved forward.
