Seeing the sword so close at hand, Ye Tianchen's expression was dull, and the arrogance in his eyes was not disappointing at all.

"I lost... I actually lost... I actually lost..."

After muttering to himself for a while, Ye Tianchen closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

Feng Wuchen said softly: "If you are not burdened by the shackles of the family, you are indeed qualified to be my friend!"

Ye Tianchen's face was ashen: "But there are not so many ifs in this world, go ahead and give me a good time! If I lose, I will no longer be qualified to be the heir of the Ye family, let alone face the Ye family... I can do it for Ye

If my family dies under the sword of a genius like you, I will have no regrets in this life!"

As he spoke, a certain light in Ye Tianchen's eyes dissipated, and the fighting spirit that supported him in fighting completely collapsed.

At this moment, he just wanted to die!

This young genius of the Ye family has reached the point of madness in his pursuit of family glory!

Feng Wuchen's fingertips moved slightly.

But it didn't go as he wished, and he took back the Wrath of Heaven Sword.

"You...you won't kill me?"

"First! I promised Senior Nangong not to kill juniors from Taihuang's lineage! Second! People like you who have lost their fighting spirit are not worthy of dying by my sword!"

Not worthy!

These two words gave Ye Tianchen another heavy blow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His face gradually became ferocious and hysterical: "Kill me! Kill me! I live for the Ye family, and I will die for the Ye family! I can't clear the name of the Ye family, so I just want to die!"
Chapter completed!