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Chapter 1276 The final trump card(2/2)

"It's too early to say this now. Besides, are you so confident in yourself?"

Unexpectedly, at this time, Yang Yi still chose to go against Wei Lan, which surprised everyone.

"Is this kid crazy? How dare he confront Verlaine after all this time? Aren't you afraid that Verlaine will really kill him with a sword?"

"Yeah, this kid is done playing."

"Not necessarily. After all, he is a foreign aid brought in by the family. There is no way they will watch him die."

Everyone couldn't help but whisper, and they all began to guess that Yang Yi would definitely be stabbed by Verlan next.

As for Bo Qi, he naturally frowned because he also heard what those people said. If Weilan really wanted to kill Yang Yi, then he would definitely save Yang Yi before then.

As for Xin Ruila's face, she still had that calm smile. In fact, it was not difficult for her to see that Yang Yi was at the end of his strength and could not muster any counterattack. If he continued to waste it, his defeat would only become more ugly.

However, she couldn't figure it out. At this point, Yang Yi still refused to admit defeat. What on earth did he want to do?

"You really want to save face. If this is the case, then I won't be polite!"

"Don't meet me again in your next life!"

Yang Yi's attitude really irritated Wei Lan. He tolerated it again and again, but Yang Yi was still like this, so Wei Lan was also a little angry, and rarely had murderous intentions.

Originally, he just wanted to scare Yang Yi into submission, but he didn't expect that this guy would be so stubborn.

In this case, don't blame him for being rude.

Even with Xinrila in charge, he still had to kill Yang Yi.

"Then go to hell!"

Weilan's expression suddenly changed, and the long sword in his hand flashed with blood-red light. The next second, his figure appeared in front of Yang Yi.

The charged blow containing anger was naturally unexpected by everyone, especially Yang Yi. His eyes widened slightly, but the long sword in the opponent's hand had already penetrated his chest.

The energy in his body was losing rapidly, and the world in front of Yang Yi gradually became darker. He was about to die.

Yang Yi slowly closed his eyes and used up his last bit of thought to enter the spiritual world.
Chapter completed!
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