Then today's battle might be a joke of their East Court, and also Bei Ming Junze's last battle before his death. Perhaps he won't be able to defeat even one move from Lan Qingyu.

It's his fault that he is missing an arm.

Thinking of the arm that was broken by Lan Qingyu's whip, Bei Ming Junze was overwhelmed by hatred in his heart.

Lan Qingyu sneered and took out the spiritual weapon, while Bei Ming Junze also took out his green snake-head sword.

boom!

The high-level spiritual weapon and the green snake-head sword collided violently.

Sparks flew everywhere. Bei Ming Junze was hit by Lan Qingyu and his body immediately retreated dozens of meters. The green snake-head sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a thud.

Bei Ming Junze barely stood firm, blood from the corner of his mouth flowed down his chin. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth unwillingly.

His eyes were full of fire, and the look he gave Lan Qingyu was filled with strong hatred. Bei Ming Junze gnashed his teeth and called out Lan Qingyu's name, "Lan Qingyu!"

Lan Qingyu dealt with Bei Ming Junze so calmly that people couldn't help but want to applaud her, and in fact, there was a warm and exciting applause.

"Lan Qingyu will win!"

"West Court will win!"

The people in the west courtyard kept shouting these two sentences.

"Bei Ming Junze, you're just so-so. How dare you, such a weak person, challenge me to a life-and-death battle? Have your brain been eaten by a dog or a pig?" Lan Qingyu sneered disdainfully.

Bei Ming Junze coughed a few times, his sinister eyes staring at Lan Qingyu. He roared in dissatisfaction, "Lan Qingyu, don't get carried away. I have said that you will die today!"

Lan Qingyu shook his head. "That's it. Now that we're done, let's get on with it!"

Bei Ming Junze's chest rose and fell due to Lan Qingyu's anger. It was obvious that Bei Ming Junze was really angry.

With a swish, Bei Ming Junze sucked up his green snake-headed long sword. He looked at Lan Qingyu with gritted teeth, "Since you want to die, this prince will grant your wish!"

Then, Bei Ming Junze and Lan Qingyu fought against me again.

The situation on stage was tense, and it wasn't much better off stage.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the competition stage, afraid of missing any exciting moves.

Shi Xiaoshuai frowned and commented on the scene on the competition stage, "Brother, Lan Qingyu has improved again. His strength is so strong. The current Lan Qingyu should just be playing with Bei Ming Junze's feelings. Otherwise, why would he drag it out for so long when it can be done in one move?"

"Hmm..." Then, Shi Dashuai fell silent.

Boom boom!

Lan Qingyu narrowed his stern eyes, and the high-level spiritual weapon fell on Bei Ming Junze with the force of covering one's ears with a bell.

The green snake-head sword also broke instantly while resisting the spiritual weapon attack.

Bei Ming Junze staggered, and then fell to the ground with a bang!

Bei Ming Junze is dead!

Die very quickly!

As soon as Shi Xiaoshuai finished speaking, Bei Ming Junze died.

Lan Qingyu glanced at the dead Bei Ming Junze, and saw his eyes wide open with unwillingness, as if he would die with his eyes open!

Lan Qingyu's pupils shrank, and then she pretended to put away her spiritual weapon, "Bei Ming Junze, you deserve what happened today. I hope you can open your eyes in your next life and not get involved with a bunch of scum. Otherwise, you won't die as happily as you do now."

Originally, Lan Qingyu really wanted to teach Bei Ming Junze a lesson and be done with it, but when Bei Ming Junze was attacking Lan Qingyu, Lan Qingyu felt that something was wrong around her. Although she didn't quite understand it, Lan Qingyu didn't want to delay any longer.

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