I Was Born in A Massacre. All Traitors Will Die!

"Kill everyone who is in a Martial Alliance uniform!"

As soon as Ye Chen left, Ye Wushuang was the only one that remained.

"Kill him!" Deacon Chen growled. He slammed his palm and charged out at Ye Wushuang. A grin appeared on his face. To him, Ye Wushuang was just a 17- or 18-year-old young man. How could he be his match?

Qiu Yueli snapped back to her senses and stomped in panic while her little face was flushing, "Douchebag, run. Run, now!"

However, Ye Wushuang stayed where he was.

Just when Qiu Yueli thought Ye Wushuang was going to be killed, a glaring sword gleam flashed through the air. Subsequently, Deacon Chen, who was getting close to Ye Wushuang, froze. He stood still.

A bloody line cracked from his forehead.

Bang!

As Deacon Chen's body broke into half directly, blood and organs splashed all over. Even until he was dead, he had no idea how the young man managed to do that.