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Ye Pianpian, who was standing behind him, was also an extremely smart person, and immediately pulled Wan Haolin's clothes to indicate that he could go.

"Junior sister, go down first!"

Wan Haolin said softly to Ye Pianpian.

There was a slight smile at the corner of Ye Pianpian's mouth. She looked at Wan Haolin's expression and guessed that he knew what she meant.

At the moment, I just smiled.

"Ye Pianpian, your Heavenly Sword Gate... privately..."

"Shut up! You ungrateful, ungrateful villain!"

Leng Qingming blocked what he was about to say, and Hengjian stabled towards Wan Haolin.

Wan Haolin decided to kill Leng Qingming, but as a person in Wuling County, he had to do enough to save face.

He knew that Leng Qingming was not his opponent, he was totally fine, and he would say something in a high-sounding way before killing Leng Qingming.

In this way, his reputation is preserved, and there is no need to see this disgusting woman again.

This woman is alive, like a sign, warning herself that her mistakes and everything she has gained are all because of her.

It came from deceiving her feelings.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Leng Qingming.

After she said these words sternly, she killed him violently, with the kind of sword intent and the kind of anger she carried in her swordsmanship.

He wasn't even her opponent at all, and he retreated steadily.

She came fiercely, and that kind of momentum made Wan Haolin feel that he was about to die under her sword.

He kept backing away, he even wanted to escape, his heart was full of panic, he couldn't beat her...

He could not beat her unexpectedly, why she has such great ability, he could not beat her unexpectedly.

Wan Haolin, who was still very arrogant, suddenly panicked at this moment. His hand holding the sword was also trembling slightly.

Before his sword touched the deserted sword, he felt a wave of tremors. He was not her opponent at all.

How could it be like this! !

Wan Haolin noticed the cold in his lonely eyes.

He was shameless, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape from the sword shadow of her.

The sword in her hand was waving recklessly, turning into an airtight sword net. When Wan Haolin noticed something was wrong, he went out no matter what.

Leng Qingming even did not move anything.

Wan Haolin was inside her sword net, piercing those phantoms and Wan Jian.

"Uh……"

Wan Haolin's body was full of blood holes, his eyes were wide at this time, and his posture remained the same as before.

She stood there motionless.

Leng Qingming stood holding the sword again, staring at Wan Haolin in front of him coldly.

Wan Haolin is dead, he is standing there, the blood hole on his body is constantly spraying blood mist outside.

This kind of blood dance, Zizlara's gushing out... dyed the surrounding table red.

Everyone under the platform was silent.

At first, everyone who watched the play felt that the desertedness was dead.

Secretly, many people said again that Wan Haolin and Ye Pianpian were together, and the orphan of the Heavenly Sword Gate was thrown out of the clouds.

Of course, everyone laughed at this, and it was just a conversation after a meal.

Wan Haolin's martial arts is strong, this time the martial arts conference, as if held for him, directly became the first place.