Huh ~

The strong wind blew up the snow.

The limelight is like a knife, and the face is like a cut!

The words of the moon and river are just like thunder, resounding everywhere.

After hearing this, countless people looked pale and were terrified.

Obviously, everyone has guessed that the next battle will probably determine the final life and death and victory!

"Uncle Chen, Mr. Chu, will he win?" He Yurou asked Chen Ao in a low voice with a pale face.

Qiu Mucheng clenched his palms even more nervously, and his fingertips were almost trapped in flesh and blood.

It seemed that he had noticed Qiu Mucheng's strangeness, but Su Xi, who was beside him, gently grabbed Qiu Mucheng's hand and comforted her softly.

"Mu Cheng, it's okay."

"You and Ye Fan have come so many storms."

"This time, it's definitely okay~"

Susie said softly.

But even what she heard herself seemed so pale.

After all, the battle has not ended for a moment, and no one knows the result.

Buzz ~

Finally, with a sound of swords, it exploded.

It was as if a dragon came out of the East China Sea. Everyone saw a brilliant green light gathering into a hundred meters of sword energy. In this way, it slashed at Ye Fan with a sword.

The dazzling sword light seemed to split the sun and the moon and block the galaxy.

In the shocking eyes of countless people, they swept out like this.

With one sword, Ye Fan was stabbed into the foot of Dongchang Lake!

Wow~

The lake water rushes, causing huge waves.

The entire Dongchang Lake seemed to be overturned under the sword of Wangyue River.

Ten thousand tons of lake water roared and rushed.

The huge waves raised were ten meters high, ruthlessly slapped towards the lakeside.

"not good!"

"Run~"

"Everyone, run!"

The world here exploded completely.

Everyone who was watching by the lake screamed in panic and fled outside frantically.

Just to hide, the rushing lake!

"Miss Qiu, go quickly~"

Li Er and others were also shocked and turned around and ran towards the distance.

But Qiu Mucheng only had Ye Fan's safety in his eyes, so how could he care about the storm in front of him?

"Miss Qiu, go!"

At the last moment, Lei Laosan, Li Er and the others were also anxious.

Regardless of Qiu Mucheng's consent, he forced her to run out.

Wow~

The storm of the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

Under the huge impact, all the corridors by the lake were smashed by the waves, and some people who ran slowly were knocked unconscious by the waves. Dozens of people fell into the water and asked for help, and the scene was once chaotic.

I don’t know how long it took, but the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped.

The entire shore of Dongchang Lake has returned to peace again.

"Is it over?"

"Who's winning?"

"Did Mr. Chu block it?"

After everything subsided, the powerful and powerful bosses from Jiangdong immediately surrounded him again.

Qiu Mucheng even threw away Li Er and others, and ran to the shore regardless of everything to find the figure of the boy.

However, in this huge lake, besides the small boat from Suzumiya Eiyue and Xu Lei, there is only one person left in Wangyue River, who is independent with his sword!

The world is vast, and the wind and snow are swaying.

Above the vast flat lake, the Moon River stands proudly.

The turbid old eyes looked down at all directions.

Above the old face, there is majesty and arrogance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Eiyue Suzumiya immediately bowed her head and congratulated her respectfully: "Ye Fan is dead, congratulations to the teacher, the great revenge is avenged!"

.....

"Ye Fan is dead, congratulations to the teacher, you will be repaid with great revenge~"

The loud sound kept echoing between this empty world.

Hearing this, Qiu Mucheng's delicate body trembled suddenly, and the light in her beautiful eyes quickly dimmed.

It seemed as if the sun in my heart had set forever.

Then, the stunning soft body fell into the wind and snow.

“Mucheng~”

"Miss Qiu~"

"Madam Chu!"

.....

"Come on, come and take it to the hospital!"

"Quick~"

.....

On the banks of Dongchang Lake, there was chaos.

It was not until Qiu Mucheng was sent away that a little calm here was restored.

But who knows the despair and sorrow of the people in Jiangdong at this moment.

"Mr. Chu, did he really die like this... fall?"

Li Er and others were filled with sadness and speechless voices.

"Oh~"

"What a pity."

"After all, I fell under the sword of Wangyue River."

"My Chinese martial arts lacks a pillar of talent."

The martial arts people from other provinces and cities shook their heads and felt regretful.

Only Chu Wenfei was smiling happily there.

But He Yurou's eyes suddenly turned red for some reason.

She asked even more. Even though she and Ye Fan had never met each other: "Uncle Chen, Mr. Chu, is he really dead?"

Chen Ao, silent.

But his silence undoubtedly gave He Yurou an answer.

Just now, everyone saw with their own eyes that Ye Fan was slashed by the sword energy of Wangyue River.

At that level of attack, it is impossible for anyone to survive.

"No."

"It won't die."

"Brother Xiaofan will not die."

Above the middle of the lake, Xu Lei's eyes were red and she kept shouting, tears were just like rain.
To be continued...