Chapter 611
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Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of blood. He first looked at his chest that had been pierced, then looked at Feng Yixiu in front of him with a face full of disbelief.
"You … … Didn't I kill you?" Ye Chen's mouth was filled with blood as he spoke unclearly.
He never would have thought that under his full strength stab, Feng Yixiu's hand was only pierced. His heart wasn't pierced at all.
It was reasonable to say that his Spirit weapon was not an ordinary weapon. Even a battle spirit king who had activated rank 3 Source Martial Artist would have died on the spot if he had been unexpectedly stabbed!
"Only you are a rank 3 Source Martial Artist? Sorry, so am I! "Feng Yixiu said expressionlessly.
He had been on guard against the other party's sudden sneak attack. When the other party had stabbed his heart, he had taken a few steps back to disperse most of the force.
In addition, he was now a rank three source martial artist. His skin was as tough as steel, and he had also tested his stats after becoming a rank three source martial artist. Every stat had reached the peak of a rank three source material, and many of them had even surpassed the records.
If he hadn't been stabbed, it would at most be a superficial wound. It wouldn't have shaken his foundation.
"This … … How is this possible!" After Ye Chen heard this, he was so shocked that he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. It seemed that he was only breathing out and not breathing in.
Feng Yixiu sneered as he walked past Ye Chen. He patted Ye Chen's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I purposely let you assassinate me. I didn't think that you would really fall for it! You are still too inexperienced to fight with me! "
"You! You! You! " Ye Chen said "you" three times in a row. He was so angry that he even spat out his organs.
At this moment, The End Of Summer's hand holding the mithril dagger was trembling. This was the first time he had killed someone!
Although he hadn't taken the initiative to kill, he had indeed killed someone. In the end, he was just a little girl who was about to become an adult. He normally wouldn't dare to do such a thing.
Feng Yixiu took the Mithril dagger from The End Of Summer and pulled it out casually.
As soon as the dagger was pulled out, blood spurted out from Ye Chen's chest like a geyser. He screamed and fell into a pool of blood.
What was surprising was that this mithril dagger was not stained with a single drop of blood. The dark red blood flowed out along the blood grooves, but it still looked very clean.
He struggled on the ground and stared at the mithril dagger in Feng Yixiu's hand. He wanted to say something, but all he could do was spit out blood.
Feng Yixiu sneered and said indifferently, "You want to ask why this dagger can hurt you, right? This dagger is no ordinary dagger. It's made of mithril and can easily cut through iron like mud, gold and jade. You're lucky to be able to die under this dagger. "
Finally, Ye Chen stopped struggling. Before the medical team could come up to him, he stopped breathing completely.
Then, the medical team directly carried Ye Chen's body down on a stretcher and covered it with a white cloth.
For a moment, the entire audience was silent. Everyone looked at Ye Chen who was being carried down with a dignified face.
Although almost all of them thought that Ye Chen deserved it, they still tacitly didn't cheer together.
After all, the dead should be respected. No matter how evil he was when he was alive, he was already dead. There was no need to continue slandering him.
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