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Chapter 1681 Am I dreaming

However, as soon as Elder Lei He finished speaking, there was a strange sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh and blood from the arena.

I saw the corners of Ye Wanwan's mouth raised slightly, her expression nonchalant, and the dagger in her hand instantly swiped across Meng Tian's neck.

Meng Tian's face was filled with astonishment and turned pale. He instinctively covered his neck with both hands and subconsciously retreated backwards.

Blood overflowed from Meng Tian's fingertips, and within a short period of time, it had dyed the ground of the arena bright red.

Meng Tian stared at Ye Wanwan, as if he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, blood sprayed out from his mouth.

"Is it fun."

With a lazy smile on her face, Ye Wanwan let the blood droplets fall to the ground along the dagger, and looked at Meng Tian with a smile.

Meng Tian's body twitched slightly, but after a moment, there was a "bang" and he fell to the sky on the ring. After his body twitched for a moment, there was no movement at all, and he died on the spot.

"ah……"

This situation completely panicked Meng Ke, who looked at Ye Wanwan. His expression was filled with intense panic, as if he had been greatly frightened.



"I...I...fuck..."

Li Xin's eyes widened, staring at everything that happened on the ring. Ye Wanwan, who was possessed by an evil spirit, fell into a state of confusion.

Several D-class mercenaries who lived with Ye Wanwan in Datongpu also felt as if they had seen a ghost.

"How is this possible... Meng Tian's strength is even higher than Meng Ke..."

"Is it now a question of who is on a higher level?! Damn it, Ye Wanwan killed someone!"

"Kill someone...Ye Wanwan killed Meng Tian!"

"Holy crap, is Ye Wanwan a pervert... to be so strong... why is she just a D-class mercenary?!"

"Fart, who is stronger now?"

"What the hell, Ye Wanwan is the strong one in the first place, so damn strong! One against two, one was seriously injured and the other was killed!"

"The point is...Ye Wanwan killed someone!"



At the VIP table, Lord Shura glanced at Meng Tian, ​​whose throat was sealed by Ye Wanwan with a dagger. There was no trace of mercy in his cold eyes, and he sat down again calmly.

Jiang Yan looked at Meng Tian and Meng Ke coldly. He originally thought that these two disciples of Elder Lei He might be able to teach Ye Wanwan a lesson, but he never thought that those two losers were even more powerful than the leader of the Fearless Alliance.

...his expectations were in vain.

Elder Gong stared at Ye Wanwan on the stage, with indescribable ecstasy and excitement in his eyes.

"Holy shit...am I dreaming?!"

Second senior brother Jian Hu, who had been treated by the infirmary and returned to the VIP table, had snow-white gauze wrapped around his arm and stared at Ye Wanwan with a confused expression. The master actually brought a monster back?!

The smile on Ji Xiuran's lips did not diminish, and he took a sip of tea, as if nothing had happened.

"You bastard, you killed your fellow sect members in the competition. You can't even hope to survive today!"

Suddenly, Elder Lei He jumped up with a terrifying momentum.

"Just try it!"

The next second, Elder Gong stood up instantly, and the two of them faced each other.

At this moment, all the senior officials watching the battle shook their heads at Elder Lei He.

Under this situation, Ye Wanwan had made a big mistake, but even so, the law enforcement committee and the referee would convict him. As an elder and the master of Meng Tian and Meng Ke, Lei He needed to avoid suspicion and could not do it himself.
Chapter completed!
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