Xue Wantao's scream was not out of pain, but out of despair, because he couldn't believe it!

Lin Xi was indeed unsteady in this position and could not exert force, but he still tried his best to extend the long sword forward and rotate it. While cutting out the bleeding hole in Xue Wantao's broken palm, it also stabbed into Xue Wantao's chest again.

, pierced into his wound that had cracked again.

Xue Wantao's right hand also fell down and grabbed Lin Xi's sword.

Lin Xitikong's left leg also fell down. He exerted force again, and the long sword slid in Xue Wantao's hand, and stabbed out with a cloud of blood from his back.

Lin Xi's body also followed the long sword and almost touched Xue Wantao's body.

"How is it possible...how can you avoid it?"

Xue Wantao's right hand loosened his grip on the sword blade, and he used his last strength to ask this question in a daze.

"Because Dean Zhang and I are the same person... I did not avoid it for the first time." Lin Xi turned the sword, drew the sword, and retreated. At the same time, he whispered in Xue Wantao's ear in a whisper that only the two of them could hear.

, said softly.

Xue Wantao fell backwards.

He just felt shocked and confused...because he still didn't understand what Lin Xi said.

He just saw that the green umbrella was falling in the sky. He hated the green umbrella in his heart, but he couldn't even do anything about the umbrella that always covered his head like a shadow.

, he could only watch as this umbrella blocked his last view of the sky and his last sight.

Xue Wantao fell heavily to the ground and breathed out his last breath.

The green umbrella fell, Lin Xi caught it, and put the sword back into the umbrella handle.
Chapter completed!