Chapter 611

Ye Chen suddenly vomited out a strong painstaking effort. First, he looked at his pierced chest, and then took a look at the wind in front of him. His face was incredible.

"You Didn't I kill you? " Ye Chen's mouth contains blood clots, which are not clear.

In any case, he didn't expect that Feng Yixiu was only stabbed through one palm of his hand and never hit his heart.

It's reasonable to say that his own spirit soldiers are endowed with no more than ordinary weapons. Even if the warspirit king who started the third level source martial arts was accidentally stabbed, I'm afraid he could only drink hatred on the spot!

"Only you are the third level source warrior? Sorry, me too! " The wind is also facial expression.

He had just been on guard against the other side's sudden attack. Just as the opposite side stabbed into his heart, he took a few steps backward and took most of his strength off.

Besides, he is now a third-order source martial artist, and his skin looks like steel and iron. He has also tested the data of the third-order source martial artist. Each item has reached the peak of the third-order source material, and many data have surpassed the record.

If they are not stabbed, they are only skin injuries at most, and can not shake the root.

"This What a possibility After hearing the speech, ye Chen was even more surprised and spat out several painstaking efforts.

Feng Yixiu walked by Ye Chen's side with a sneer, patted yechen on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "I also deliberately let you stab me, but I didn't expect you were really cheated! You are still too young to fight with me

"You! You! You Ye Chen said three words of you in a row, and even the internal organs were vomited out with anger.

At the end of summer, the hand holding the secret silver dagger was shaking. This was his first time to kill a person!

Although he didn't take the initiative to kill, but it did die in his hands. At the end of the day, he was just a girl about to grow up, and he didn't dare to do such things.

Feng Yixiu took the secret silver dagger from the East in the late summer and pulled it out at will.

As soon as the dagger was pulled out, ye Chen's chest was like a blowout of blood, and he fell into the pool of blood with a scream.

Surprisingly, the secret silver dagger did not have a drop of blood. The crimson blood streamed all along the blood trough above. It still looked very clean.

He kept struggling on the ground. His eyes were fixed on Feng Yixiu's primitive silver dagger. He wanted to say something, but he could only spit out blood.

Feng Yixiu sneered and said, "you want to ask why this dagger can hurt you! This dagger is not an ordinary dagger. It is made of secret silver. It can easily cut iron like mud and cut gold and jade. It is also your luck that you can die under this dagger

Finally, ye Chen is finally no longer struggling. Before the medical team under the stage comes up, he has no breath completely.

Then the medical team directly used a stretcher to carry down Ye Chen's body and covered it with white cloth.

For a moment, the whole audience was silent, and all of them were looking at Ye Chen who was carried down.

Although almost all of them thought Ye Chen deserved it, they were still very tacit and did not applaud together.

After all, the deceased is great. Even if he was so heinous in his life, this person has already died, and there is no need to continue to slander him.