Boom!
In an instant, it seemed as if a thunder struck through the air.
Iron Arhat froze two meters away from Ye Guichen, his pupils constricting, disbelief etched across his face.
A clear bloodstain appeared on his forehead, as if precisely cut by a surgical knife.
"You, you... What on earth..."
Iron Arhat managed to open his mouth before collapsing to the ground.
Everyone's eyelids twitched.
Even Shuang Feiyan was taken aback and looked down at Iron Arhat.
Iron Arhat was dead, undoubtedly and completely dead, yet his eyes were wide open, clearly dying unhappily.
Shuang Feiyan was utterly panic-stricken. They glanced at each other and then turned to flee.
Ye Guichen sneered coldly: "You've come all this way, is it still meaningful to flee?"
With a step, Ye Guichen leaped gracefully and caught up with Shuang Feiyan, reaching out to grasp both of them simultaneously.
"Yandongxi, Yannanbei, since you value Yama Hall's reputation, today, you shall honestly die for Yama Hall!"
