Chapter 4262
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But Feng Wu didn't give him time to hesitate. She reached out right away.
Her intention was obvious.
Ye Yijian gritted his teeth and glared at Feng Wu. Seeing her indifferent attitude, he had no choice but to throw the sword at Feng Wu.
"Let's go!" Embarrassed, Ye Yijian turned to leave.
However, Feng Wu called out again, "Wait."
Ye Yijian glared at Feng Wu. "I've already given you the sword. What else do you want?!"
Feng Wu gave him a half-smile. "How long do you think you have left?"
Ye Yijian wasn't the only one. Even the others couldn't stand it anymore and glared at Feng Wu. "He lost and gave you the sword as promised. What else do you want?! The Yuchang Sword is his life! "
Ignoring the others, Feng Wu stared at Ye Yijian. "If you leave now, you'll really be dead."
Ye Yijian suddenly realized what she meant. "What do you mean?"
Feng Wu said, "Haven't I made myself clear enough?"
Ye Yijian said, "Why would I be dead? It's not a deep wound! "
Sitting on the judge's seat, Princess Royal's face was livid.
Why did Feng Wu ruin her plans every day?!
She had ordered someone to smear poison on Ye Yijian's sword so that Ye Yijian could kill Feng Wu. Even if he couldn't kill Feng Wu, she could poison her so that the Formless Blade Sect and the Luo family would fight to the death. But now …
Had Feng Wu seen through him? No, that couldn't be. Her poison was odorless and colorless. How could Feng Wu …
"Haven't you realized that you've been poisoned?" Feng Wu rolled her eyes. "You call yourself the best swordsman in the future. Is that all you've got?"
Feng Wu's words were so vicious that Ye Yijian was furious. However, his spiritual essence worked faster than his brain and he began to check his spiritual vein.
"What?!"
Ye Yijian realized what was going on and stared at Feng Wu. "You, you …"
"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Ye Erjian supported his senior brother and the other members of the Formless Blade Sect were around them. Even Ye Buqi, the World's Most Arrogant Blade, rose to his feet and walked toward the stage.
"She's right. I've been poisoned." Ye Yijian took a deep breath and said slowly.
Poisoned?!
Hearing this, everyone stared at Ye Yijian in disbelief.
Ye Erjian reacted first, "Poisoned? Could it be … "
He stared at Feng Wu.
He looked as if Feng Wu was the one who had poisoned him.
By then, Feng Xun and the others had already caught up to them. They retorted right away, "What's with that look? If it was Xiao Wu who poisoned him, then letting Ye Yijian die would be fine, why would she say it in public? "
"Perhaps he has a guilty conscience?"
"Or maybe he's trying to clear himself of suspicion?"
The people of the Formless Blade Sect did not let him off and started to question him!
Feng Wu gave Ye Yijian a half-smile.
At this moment, Ye Yijian had regained his composure.
"It wasn't her." Ye Yijian gritted his teeth.
"But Eldest Senior Brother …"
"This little brother is right. If she really wanted to kill me, why would she say it now? She doesn't have the motive, not to mention … "
Ye Yijian gritted his teeth and said after a while, "It was the Fishbowel Sword that injured me!"
Everyone knew that the Fishbowel Sword belonged to Ye Yijian.
When everyone heard this, they agreed that it was indeed so.
"Then who did it?" Ye Erjian asked.
Feng Wu nodded, "That's a good question. Who did it?"
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