Chapter 879

"Baguio!"

Ye Chen's eyes trembled suddenly. As soon as he stepped, he immediately hugged Baguio's body. Looking down, he found that Baguio's face was very pale. There was a ferocious wound under his abdomen, with blood pouring out all the time.

Hiss!

The flame dagger reappeared, fell slowly in the void and suspended above the head of Wu Yuan, and Wu Yuan's eyes were somewhat disappointed.

Just now, using his keen perception, he noticed a flaw in Ye Chen, and immediately showed his martial spirit. Under the cover of the secret method, he approached Ye Chen silently. At the moment of success, he was ruined by Biyao.

"Wu Yuan did it, but he didn't kill the boy."

The crowd looked at the figure in the void and felt a little lost. If Baguio hadn't noticed the existence of the flame dagger just now and ye Chen died, they could put two places in their pockets.

Unfortunately, it's a pity. It's so close.

Ye Chen held Baguio's body tightly, and the black light bloomed. He swallowed all the residual flame at the wound, then took out a pill from the storage ring and stuffed it into Baguio's mouth. Only then did her face recover a little.

"Fortunately, you have the body of a real dragon. Your physical strength is strong and you have avoided the key points of your body in time." Ye Chen still feels afraid for a while. If Baguio dies for him, he can't love him all his life. Murong Xue has lost his soul for him. He doesn't want to see anyone sacrifice his life for him.

Baguio smiled. She just wanted to speak, but she was interrupted by Ye Chen. She said, "you are still seriously injured. Don't talk first. Then, leave everything to me."

Stepping out, ye Chen came to Yan Xiu and handed over the Baguio to Yan Xiu. In a low voice, "Yan Xiu, please help me take care of Baguio for the time being. Also, don't do it. I want the sneak attacker to pay a painful price."

The language fell, and ye Chen was full of ferocious killing intention. He looked at Wu Yuan coldly, which made Wu Yuan's body tremble slightly and his eyes coagulate slightly.

"Be careful." Yan Xiu nodded. He knew that ye Chen was really angry. His mind was full of killing intention. No one could stop him. Only killing could vent.

"Don't worry, I'll be measured." feeling Baguio's worried eyes, ye Chen paused, smiled back and gave Baguio a reassuring look. He knew his situation. He wouldn't kill and untie the seal of Kun pig totem for the sake of a witch yuan. In this way, he would only hurt Baguio and Yan Xiu. He wouldn't be so reckless and confused by killing.

The figure flickered, and ye Chen fell in front of Wu Yuan. His eyes were dark.

"Pretty fire!"

Looking directly at Ye Chen, Wu Yuan felt a sense of palpitation. He roared, and his hands kept shooting out. The flame turned into a palm print all over the sky and rushed towards Ye Chen. The flame dagger was integrated into the flame and looking for a wonderful opportunity.

"Destroy!" Ye Chen's hand turned and the soul killing sword was released. The sword light filled with the smell of destruction annihilated the palm prints of the flame. The harsh sound of breaking the air sounded. A sword juechen was about to penetrate the body of Wu Yuan and tear his soul.

"Kill me, you're dreaming!" Wu Yuan retreated, pinched the emptiness in his palm, and the flame dagger broke the emptiness, like a world destroying sky fire, collided with the soul killing sword. For a while, the flame and black light shrouded half of the emptiness, making the crowd retreat madly for fear of being affected.

"This guy is entangled by Wu Yuan. Yan Xiu can't do his best to take care of the injured. Maybe we can win three places together." someone suddenly said, which made the eyes of the crowd glow with greed.

Of the 100 people, 40 have been eliminated, leaving only 60. If ye Chen is eliminated, more than 50 people will compete for three places. How can the crowd miss such an opportunity.

The roaring sound broke out. The crowd was crazy and used their unique skills to kill Yan Xiu and the injured Baguio.

"Get out of here!"

Yan Xiu roared again and again. His sharp sword light burst out and penetrated the space. The soul of the sword was filled with an ancient barbaric atmosphere. He was very overbearing. He shocked the talented young people who rushed to the front. Blood gushed and countless sword marks appeared on his body.

On the ground, the fighting is chaotic. Yan Xiu's strength is amazing. Under the soul of the sword, there are ruthless killings.

But he was only one person after all. He had to take care of the injured Baguio. He couldn't give full play to his strength. He immediately fell into a fierce battle. He had to fight and retreat to avoid being surrounded by everyone.

"Your two companions are in danger, and you are not far from death."

Wu Yuan looked at the scene below and smiled coldly. The flame dagger made a buzzing sound, one into two, two into four, into four flame daggers, and killed Ye Chen at the same time.

"No moon!" Ye Chen uttered a voice of indifference in his mouth, and the dark light bloomed, which plunged the whole heaven and earth into darkness. Suddenly, a bright light emerged, as bright as moonlight, and collided with the four flame daggers, both of which turned into nothingness at the same time.

"Stupid!"

However, seeing this scene, Wu Yuan was not surprised, but spit out a voice of ridicule and scold Ye Chen for his stupidity.

A buzzing sound sounded, and the flame dagger annihilated by the moonlight reappeared. It was neither bathed in the raging fire nor with a violent breath. It just disappeared from the dust like a ghost and stabbed into Ye Chen's body.

"You have been defeated!" Wu Yuan raised his head high, and his words were like the words of judgment.

The flame dagger is his martial spirit. It has two distinct forces. One is the power of fire, which is extremely violent and can burn everything. The other is the cold power of the dagger, which can stab into the opponent's soul and cause great damage to it.

The endless moonlight just bloomed by Ye Chengang just annihilated the power of fire, but could not stop the cold power.

Now, the dagger has penetrated Ye Chen's body and is madly destroying his soul. Ye Chen has been defeated and even hanged by the dagger.

Looking at Ye Chen not far away, Wu Yuan smiled and showed a wild smile. At a glance, his body trembled suddenly. There was no figure of Ye Chen in his pupils, but he saw a palm with a rolling black light and approached himself.

"You are at the end of a powerful crossbow now. The more you do it, the faster you will die." Wu Yuan spoke coldly. Ye Chen was too stupid to leave directly. He had to fight. He had been dazzled by the killing and completely lost his reason.

"Really?" a cold sound uttered by Ye Chen made Wu Yuan suddenly feel ominous.

I saw that the palm was still shining with black light, still probing towards myself. It had no expected feeling of weakness. Instead, it became more and more powerful, broke through many flames, and finally directly fastened the throat of Wu Yuan.

"How could this be possible?" the voice of Wu Yuan came out from the throat. The dagger clearly stabbed Ye Chen's body. Why, ye Chen didn't have any injuries.

His hands clasped Ye Chen's hands. Wu Yuan's eyes were full of doubt and fear. He no longer felt arrogant. Even, he had a feeling that he was about to die in Ye Chen's hands.