Chapter 475
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"The Ghost City of the Three Realms was founded by Jun Shang. Do you think that Jun Shang wouldn't know what you've done?"
"Hahaha … Do you think I'm a fool? Who doesn't know that the Yanwu Continent doesn't have any Spiritual Power, it doesn't have even the slightest bit of value. It has long been abandoned by the Polar Domain and Jun Shang. Gu Yue, that pitiful guy. Although he's said to be the representative of the Polar Domain, in fact, he's a waste that has long since been abandoned. " The smile on Xuan Ji's face was incomparably insolent, "Even if I kill the two of you, and take possession of Yingmei, to the Polar Domain, it would only be three less wastes. Do you really think that anyone would care?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly soared into the sky.
He ruthlessly kicks Han Ye.
With a bang, Han Ye flies out and heavily hits the bed.
When he got up, blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.
"You want to divert my attention by talking and force out the poison of the Spirit Devouring Powder? Ha, Han Ye, do you think I'm an idiot? "
"Don't waste your energy! Today, none of you will be able to escape from the palm of my hand! "
Step by step, Xuan Ji walks towards the two people on the bed, and kicks Han Ye to the ground.
She lifted her foot and stomped hard on his chest.
His bones shattered. "These two strikes are for you. How is it, Han Ye-daren, does it feel good? "
His ribs are broken, piercing his internal organs, but Han Ye doesn't even groan.
His murderous gaze unwaveringly glared at Xuan Ji.
Xuan Ji felt slightly scared in his heart under his gaze. Soon after, he flew into a rage out of humiliation, and ruthlessly stepped on his face, using the soles of his feet to grind it. "Don't worry, I won't kill you right now."
"I want you to personally witness Ying Mei and I consummate our marriage. Hahahaha … "
"Yingmei, you must be burning with lust right now, and you can't wait to jump into my arms!"
Han Ye suddenly pounces over and hugs his thigh.
The long sword in his hand stabbed towards his abdomen.
"Ah –!" Xuan Ji screams, an ominous glint flashing in his eyes, "You're courting death!!"
With a flick of his wrist, a dagger appeared in his palm.
The tip of the dagger shone with a green light and emitted a fishy smell.
Ruthlessly stabbing Han Ye's spine.
"Han Ye –!" Ying Mei lets out a cry of alarm, tumbling down from the bed.
She struggles to get to Han Ye's side, but her body doesn't listen to her at all.
Xuan Ji sinisterly looks at Han Ye, slowly saying: "Do you know what poison is on this dagger?"
"It's called [Blood Sucking Fang]. You definitely haven't heard of it in the Xiuxian Continent. "Just a little bit of this poison can seep into a person's blood and destroy their nerves. From then on, you'll become a cripple. Not to mention cultivating, you won't even be able to stand."
"Of course, if it was you in the past, with spiritual power protecting your body, this kind of poison would definitely not be able to seep into your lungs and corrode your nerves. But now that you've been poisoned by the Spirit Devouring Powder, you're worse than an ordinary person."
"Han Ye, just quietly watch how I take Ying Mei for myself, and make her thoroughly my woman!"
As Xuan Ji says this, he raises his foot and kicks Han Ye's face, wanting to kick him away.
However, Han Ye doesn't budge from hugging his thigh.
Xuan Ji frowns, his face distorting for a moment. Then he raises the dagger, stabbing Han Ye's back again and again.
With each stab, he raises his foot to kick Han Ye's face.
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