Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but tremble again, and then couldn't help but clench his fists and cheer: "I... no, I... no... what palm was that just now?"

Didn’t this Beidi Sword King’s unparalleled sword skills? Is this considered teasing me or this junior brother…

Zhang Heling, on the side, had a pale face. He supported his brother Zhang Yanling. Zhang Yanling looked at his brother with a pitiful look, thinking about how much money he lost this time. Zhang Heling felt like he was struck by lightning. When he heard Zhu Houzhao ask him, he just stuttered: "This...this...this...this should be the Tathagata divine palm that has been lost in the world for a long time. According to...it is said that this Tathagata divine palm...this seems ordinary, but in fact it hides a hundred thousand murderous intent. Your...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this,this,this, come and help me, quickly support me..."

Zhang Yanling blew his beard and glared: "Everyone said that he was dead and clean, and he came to harm others. I sold two farms."

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Zhu He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, while Ye Chunqiu was already walking step by step, Zhu He looked frightened and said, "You...you..."

Ye Chunqiu smiled at him and sighed, "If I had known that day, why would you have been there?" He stretched out his hand: "Senior Zhu, please get up, the duel is over."

Zhu He looked at Ye Chunqiu suspiciously. Ye Chunqiu's face looked sincere and seemed very sincere.

He stretched out his hand, Ye Chunqiu pulled him up, then bowed to him, just as he was about to say thank you for your advice.

But Zhu He, who was shaking, saw the opportunity. He knew very well that all his secrets were in Ye Chunqiu's hands, let alone... He could not ruin Ye Chunqiu today, so he missed the opportunity to curry favor with the Jiao family.

He has been ruined, and this is his last chance.

His eyes flashed, and he flew over his murderous intent. He suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist, and then stabbed Ye Chunqiu like lightning.

The people in the school stage had not yet come back to their senses from the shock, but when they saw the shocking changes on the school stage, they couldn't help but exclaim.

No one would have thought that the King of Swords in Northland was so shameless.

Ye Chunqiu smiled, but that was a bright smile.

The two were so close that Zhu He did not see the uneasiness in Ye Chunqiu's eyes, but saw a color of success in his plan.

A chill spread from Zhu He's whole body.

Sure enough, Ye Chunqiu seemed to have noticed it, and he slapped it hard.

Bang...

The dagger hit the ground with a slam, and Zhu He flew out again.

Ye Chunqiu stepped forward slowly and stepped on Zhu He's chest that was pressed against the ground. Zhu He couldn't move, and a burning pain came from his face. He couldn't breathe because he was trampled by Ye Chunqiu, and he gasped.

Ye Chunqiu shook his head and said softly: "You forgot one thing, I am a scholar."

When Ye Chunqiu talked about scholars, he looked proud. The pride that this young man who has always been modest and cautious now shows is only fear in Zhu He's eyes.

Ye Chunqiu continued: "You and the people behind you want to harm me. Do you really think that I just defeated you easily and this matter will be over? I have said just now that I want the people behind you to know the consequences of provoking me."

Ye Chunqiu showed a cold look at Zhu He. A layer of frost seemed to condense on his handsome face: "But since it's a sword fight, you have lost. How can Ye Chunqiu be a scholar? Do you think that I just exposed your tricks and just gave me a speech? Do you think that I was just trying to pull you up and just showing my demeanor to others? You never understand what a scholar is. I have been creating opportunities for you from beginning to end and giving you a chance to kill me. Of course, this opportunity can also give me enough reasons to kill you."

Ye Chunqiu's face was as cold as frost. His voice was as low as a mosquito whisper: "You have offended me, I have no grudges with you, I have given you opportunities again and again, but you want to kill me again and again. Today you can harm me for the sake of flattery, and how many people can you harm tomorrow?"

All fear was left in Zhu He's eyes.

He never expected that from the beginning, he had been calculated. Ye Chunqiu exposed himself. Ye Chunqiu kindly pulled himself up. Ye Chunqiu created a chance for him to kill him. Everything was just the calculation of the top scholar, and what he did created a chance for Ye Chunqiu to kill him.

He immediately showed a pitiful look, looked at Ye Chunqiu with a begging face, and almost sobbed: "Zhuang Yuan Gong... spare me... spare me."

Ye Chunqiu's feet had increased their strength, like a hill, pressing hard on his chest. His words were getting harder and harder. In the end, he could not even breathe. The pain in his chest made cold sweat like soybeans drip out of his forehead, and the feeling of stuffiness made him even breathing abruptly. His face suddenly turned red, his mouth wide open, just wanting to be crazy.

Ye Chunqiu continued to strengthen his feet, but there was a smile on his face. At this time, rather than anger and hatred swallowing his heart, it was better to say that his heart was as clear as a mirror at this moment. He was still calm. This was definitely not a killer under passion, but rather something he should have done.

Zhu He hugged his feet and wanted to move Ye Chunqiu's feet away, but no matter how hard he struggled, Ye Chunqiu still stood still.

Crack... The sound of shattering of the sternum came, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from Zhu He's mouth, and the blood flowed out drop by drop. His eyes began to straighten, and then opened wide, as if begging Ye Chunqiu for pity.

Ye Chunqiu's eyes did not fall on him. His eyes fell on the burnt yellow body under the school stage.

The burnt yellow face was already like earth. He never expected that the so-called Northern Sword King had no power to Ye Chunqiu. When he saw Ye Chunqiu stepping on Zhu He's chest, he seemed to be just trying to subdue Zhu He to prevent Zhu He from continuing to commit crimes. However, when the eyes fell on him, he saw Ye Chunqiu's smile and his clear and smiling eyes.
Chapter completed!