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Chapter 207 The Righteous Girl × Demon Cult Young Master (57)

Fang Zhiyuan was defeated by one move and retreated step by step.

Wen Shuyan and Qiao Huan wanted to come forward to save him, but Ning Yichen shot too fast.

Only a second later, Ning Yichen's sword pierced Fang Zhiyuan's chest.

After the blade of the sword pierced into the heart stirred half a circle, Ning Yichen drew out the sword indifferently.

The blood on the sword body condensed on the tip of the sword to form drops of blood, which dripped to the ground.

Fang Zhiyuan looked in Yu Yao'er's direction and fell straight to the ground.

Ning Yichen pointed his sword at Wen Shuyan.

He will not let anyone who wiped out the Demon Sect be spared.

Wen Shuyan knew he couldn't escape, so after closing the fan, he took the initiative to attack!

Ning Yichen's white clothes were stained with blood, as if implying that this was just the beginning of the killing.

Wen Shuyan folded his fan in blue clothes, his jade-like eyes became serious.

"Master Ning, you have always been reasonable and discerning right from wrong. Mr. Wen knows that you are not involved in the Hehuan Sect, and we have not wiped out the Demon Sect, so please stop, Young Master Ning." Wen Shuyan resisted Ning Yichen's increasingly fierce attacks , took advantage of the gap to say these words.

Ning Yichen sneered, "You encircled and suppressed the Demon Cult, killed my father, and still want me to stop?!"

The epee slashed, Wen Shuyan folded his fan to resist, and a crack was cut on the fan bone made of black iron.

No time to feel sorry for the fan, Wen Shuyan evaded and said: "What the Hehuan Sect has done is beyond conscience! If Young Master Ning insists on going his own way, Wen has nothing to say!"

Wen Shuyan was not Ning Yichen's opponent in the first place, and he came up to fight Ning Yichen just to delay the time and let the martial arts people retreat.

But with Ning Yichen's character, even if everyone retreats today, he will come to them one by one afterwards.

After this battle, the Demon Cult was almost completely wiped out, and the leader of the Demon Cult was also dead. Ning Yichen would never let this kind of deep hatred go!
Qiao Huan is Ning Yichen's sweetheart, so he should be able to avoid death.

Just now Ning Yichen had countless chances to kill Qiao Huan, but he never did so.

Should be able to live after that, right?
Wen Shuyan glanced at Qiao Huan from the corner of his eye, and continued to dodge Ning Yichen's attack.

In the end, there was no way to retreat, the joints of the folding fan were broken, and it could no longer meet the fierce sword intent.

Wen Shuyan threw the folding fan and responded with bare hands.

There were several sword marks on his arm, and Wen Shuyan looked at Qiao Huan again, with a little anxiety in his eyes.

Everyone else has retired, why isn't she leaving?
Ning Yichen noticed Wen Shuyan's gaze, glanced at Qiao Huan, and said in a cold voice, "Don't worry, none of them can escape! Especially Qiao Huan!"

The sword that Qiao Huan stabbed into the leader's chest hit him deeply.

"Are you going to kill her?" Wen Shuyan knew that he couldn't beat Ning Yichen, so he smiled and said, "Then why did you avoid her vitals with all your moves just now? Reluctant? Still admiring Qiao Huan?"

"Shut up!" Ning Yichen's eyes turned red, and the sword in his hand pierced Wen Shuyan's heart.

Wen Shuyan avoided it with difficulty, and said, "Is it the center of the matter? Qiao Huan is righteous and heroic, and she and Fang Zhiyuan are friends again. You killed Fang Zhiyuan today, and you still want to reconcile with Qiao Huan?"

What responded to him was a more piercing sword aura.

Wen Shuyan lost his strength, and laughed, "I'm also Qiao Huan's friend, if I die at your hands today, Qiao Huan will never forget me!"

Ning Yichen stared coldly, and the tip of the sword pierced Wen Shuyan's heart without hesitation.

At this moment, a silver-white sword light slanted out to block the blow.

However, the sword owner's hand was not steady, Ning Yichen reflexively turned the direction of the sword, and the sword fell into the person's chest.

(End of this chapter)