Chapter 562
How could Yuan Zhijie be willing to be defeated by Yuan Cheng, an illegitimate son, if he wanted to kill him, he must be killed.

Yuan Zhijie, who was shaking, got up from the ground, raised the long sword in his hand, and rushed towards Yuan Cheng, "Yuan Cheng, go die!"

"puff……"

Some people watched in shock what happened on the ring.

Yuen Biao watched in disbelief what was happening on the ring in front of him.

A smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Yao's mouth, this is Yuan Cheng, the decisive Yuan Cheng.

The Liuyun whip pierced Yuan Zhijie's chest and pierced his heart.

"Ping-pong!" The long sword in Yuan Zhijie's hand fell to the ground, and he looked down at the Liuyun whip in his heart, spitting blood, "Poof..."

"Touch!" Yuan Zhijie bent his legs and knelt on the ground, blood fell to the ground along the flowing cloud whip.

Yuan Cheng whipped the Liuyun whip, "Poof..." The Liuyun whip twitched Yuan Zhijie's body, and watched Yuan Zhijie fall to the ground.

Yuan Zhijie pointed at Yuan Cheng, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes, unwilling to die like this.

"Did he really just die like this? I'm not reconciled! I'm really not reconciled!"

Yuan Zhijie was very unwilling, but he didn't expect that he would die like this. He felt that his vitality had declined, and he knew that it was not long. The cloud whip pierced through his heart, and he was sure to die.

Yuan Cheng looked down at Yuan Zhijie who was lying on the ground, and frowned slightly, "Don't blame me, who made you want to kill, originally I wanted to save your life, you asked for it yourself!"

Yuan Zhijie didn't dare to look at Yuan Cheng, but Yuan Cheng's figure in front of him became more and more blurred, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't have the strength to speak at this time.

"Touch!" Yuan Zhijie dropped his hand to the ground with unwillingness, and closed his eyes.

"Zhijie!"

Everyone looked at the scene on the ring in disbelief, seeing Yuan Zhijie die, this is really unacceptable.

Yuan Biao was even more angry. Although Yuan Zhijie's talent was not as strong as Yuan Cheng's, after all, among the younger generation of disciples of the Yuan family, Yuan Zhijie's talent was the best.

Now, Yuan Cheng killed his own son and the most talented disciple in the family, how could he not be angry?
Yuan Biao stood up angrily and rushed towards Yuan Cheng on the ring.

Nangong Yao was taken aback, and quickly stood up, but Liu Qingfeng who was beside her had already rushed towards the ring first.

On the ring, Liu Qingfeng and Yuen Biao looked at each other, with an arrogant smile on the corner of Liu Qingfeng's mouth, trying to hurt Yuan Cheng in front of his own eyes, don't even think about it!
Liu Qingfeng crossed his arms and lazily called to Yuan Cheng, "Yuan Cheng, come here!"

"Ah? Oh!" Yuan Cheng came back to his senses, nodded slightly, walked to Liu Qingfeng's side, and turned to look at Yuan Zhijie lying on the ground.

Unexpectedly, he still killed Yuan Zhijie in the end, which can only be said to be a trick of fate.

"Go down first!" Liu Qingfeng tilted his head slightly, ordering to Yuan Cheng.

"Oh, okay!" Yuan Cheng shifted his gaze, glanced at Liu Qingfeng, and nodded slightly, "Be careful!"

"Let me be careful, it's still early!" A haughty smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qingfeng's mouth.

Yuan Biao looked at Yuan Cheng's leaving figure, and quickly shouted angrily, "Yuan Cheng, stop!"

"Hey!" Liu Qingfeng immediately reached out to stop Yuan Biao, "Boy, your opponent is me! Only after you defeat me can you find Yuan Cheng!"

(End of this chapter)

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