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"That's almost it." Bai Ye said casually.

"So, are you ready to die?" Young Master Huai Ying said with a smile again.

"Oh? You still decide to kill us?" Bai Ye frowned slightly: "If you choose to let us go now and let the matter rest, when the people from the Shentian Palace come, how about you apologize and apologize, at least the Shentian Palace will not use the ground to hold the door open.

, but if you touch us in the slightest, I'm afraid the entire earth will be buried with us. Is this what you want?"

The purpose of Bai Ye's words was just to protect Mo Ziyun and to prevent these people holding the door from acting rashly.

However, he obviously underestimated Hui Ying.

I saw Huai Ying gently shaking the folding fan and saying with a smile: "Boy, do you think I, Huai Ying, will be afraid of the Temple of God?"

As soon as he said this, Bai Ye's face tightened slightly: "What do you mean? Is it possible that your door can be bigger than the Shentian Temple?"

"I can't defeat the Shentian Temple, but some powerful clans are much bigger than the Shentian Temple. Your Shentian Temple is not the best in the Holy State, why should I be afraid?"

Young Master Huai Ying laughed, his face full of generosity and disdain.

This can frighten Fei Li Qiankun and others.

What does Huai Ying mean by this? Could it be that there is some extraordinary power behind him?

However, Bai Ye seemed to have guessed something. His eyes tightened slightly, but soon relaxed, and he looked like he had suddenly realized something. He looked really weird.

I saw him exhaling hard and shaking his head lightly: "You guys... you are really haunted."

"Um?"

Huai Ying looked at Bai Ye with some confusion, as if he couldn't quite understand what he said.

But Bai Ye grabbed Mo Ziyun's hand and said, "Elder, let me take you away. Let's go back to Shentian Temple first."

Mo Ziyun's delicate body trembled and she looked at him in disbelief: "Bai Ye, you..."

"Let's go!"

Bai Ye said solemnly, then dragged Mo Ziyun towards the outside.

At this point, he could only prepare for the worst.

Forced to take Mo Ziyun away.

However, his actions angered everyone at Diqingmen.

An elder could not hold his head up in front of them, but a mere disciple could be so arrogant?

"You brat, do you think we are air?"

A door-holding spirit man roared angrily, and then took a step forward, his body moved wildly, and he swept through the void and rushed towards Bai Ye.

"Go to hell!"

He punched first, hitting Bai Ye directly in the head.

The violent breath seemed to shatter Bai Ye's body.

but...

Before the Soul Man's fist could get close, one of his feet took a quick step and kicked the man.

Gudong...bang!

The man's body was swept by strange force, and his body instantly expanded and exploded. His whole body was transformed into a ball of blood mist, and he died tragically on the spot.

"What?"

The people around him breathed heavily and were stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!
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