Chapter 1783
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Feng Wu's hair danced in the wind, and the terrifying aura almost suffocated her.
Feng Wu's eyes were as cold as ice.
Her beautiful master had told her that the Fallen Star Sword could fend off a fatal strike, and Feng Wu had never doubted his words.
However, at that critical moment!
Thump!
All of a sudden, a streak of white light appeared in the air and shot into Seven's body.
Seven's sword was only an inch away from Feng Wu's forehead.
He would be able to kill Feng Wu in 0.1 seconds, but he wouldn't be able to do it for the rest of his life.
Because he was dead.
The white fairy was surprised.
She had wanted to make a deal with Feng Wu while she was down, but the girl was so stubborn that she wouldn't give up her body no matter what.
Hmph!
However, even if Feng Wu hadn't agreed, she would have helped Feng Wu. As it turned out, she didn't need her help at all.
Feng Wu was dumbfounded as well.
She stared at Seven in disbelief, who was glaring at her.
Meanwhile, Seven was still in the posture of stabbing her with his sword, but he was so stiff that he couldn't move at all.
Feng Wu pointed a finger at his sword.
Thump —
Ah Qi was thrown backwards.
With a bang, his whole body fell to the ground, but his body still maintained its original strange posture.
Feng Wu and the white fairy looked at each other in astonishment.
They had no idea what had happened.
They couldn't understand why Seven, who had looked so aggressive and murderous, had suddenly died.
Of course, Sefiro was the most astonished of all.
The princess was in a complete daze.
Her eyes were wide open as she stared at Seven's falling body.
How could this be?
How was that possible?
Seven could have killed Feng Wu. His sword was only an inch away from Feng Wu. One inch!
Sefiro ran toward Seven as fast as she could. She crouched down and put her finger under his nose.
He wasn't breathing.
Sefiro put her finger on Seven's carotid artery.
There was no trace of a pulse in his carotid artery.
Bang!
Sefiro fell to the ground and stared at Seven's body in disbelief.
Dead … dead!
Is he really dead?!
Sefiro's glimmer of hope was doused in cold water.
A chill that penetrated his heart!
"A streak of white light flew in and … Seven died?" Sefiro murmured to herself as she looked at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu shrugged. She didn't know either.
"What's going on? What did you do?! Is Feng Wu a human or a ghost?! " Glaring at Feng Wu, Sefiro wanted to charge at her, but she didn't dare. Her face was tense, and a chill ran down her spine. There was fear in her eyes.
Right at this moment, a white light flashed past with a whoosh!
Fright!
Right now, Sefiro panicked and blanched with fear. She stumbled back involuntarily.
However, when she saw the person in front of her clearly, her eyeballs almost popped out.
Because the person in front of him was none other than —
"Imperial Preceptor!"
Sefiro looked astonished.
She had never thought that she would actually meet Lord Imperial Tutor at this place.
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