Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh public anger
The crowd's eyes fell on Ye Chen, and then looked at the body of the Phantom Wing youth. They were shocked, and felt their faces burning, making them very uncomfortable.
Just now, they all thought that Ye Chen would be killed with a sword after losing, but in the end, it was not Ye Chen who died.
"This guy is difficult to deal with. We all underestimated his strength." Such an idea appeared in the minds of many geniuses at the same time, and they all moved back. Ye Chen was not only powerful, but also ruthless in his attacks.
, kill them as they say, they don’t want to die.
"Such strength does indeed qualify you for arrogance."
At this time, a graceful young master holding a jade fan spoke. This man was wearing a black robe. He exuded a dangerous aura when he raised his hands and feet. His eyes were as red as blood, as if they were soaked in blood.
There is a kind of beastly bloodlust that makes people dare not look directly into his eyes.
"Han Shaoning!" The crowd's eyes trembled slightly, and they all looked at the young man in black robe.
This young man, named Han Shaoning, comes from the beast tribe.
Normally speaking, among the many races in Yuehua Continent, the beast race is a humble race at the bottom, worse than the human race. The people of the beast race are not even qualified to be followers, and can only become coolies, or even
slave.
But this young man was different. He was born in the vast mountains with no one to guide him, but he showed amazing fighting talent. He once slaughtered an entire tribe with one person, and developed an orc tribe with only a hundred people into ten thousand people.
A major force that can be called a legendary figure.
Now, Han Shaoning has entered the realm of the Holy Dao and awakened the Greedy Wolf Martial Spirit. His strength is extremely terrifying. He is the leader of the younger generation in the Barbarian Domain and has an astonishing reputation.
With his strength, he can easily get one of the top ten places.
"You want to fight?" Ye Chen felt the bloodthirsty aura emanating from Han Shaoning. This aura can only be released after endless killings. This person is very powerful, and he is also a ruthless person, far more powerful than
That young man from the Phantom Wing Tribe is terrifying.
"Fight, but not now. Only after you get the quota will you be qualified to fight with me." Han Shaoning's mouth curled up with an indifferent arc, his eyes moved over and looked at a red-haired young man beside him, and said calmly
He smiled and said, "Wu Yuan, why don't you take action?"
Han Shaoning's words caused the crowd to turn their eyes and fall on the red-haired young man named Wu Yuan with a sense of expectation.
Wu Yuan, from the Barbarian Fire Clan, is known as the first genius of the Barbarian Fire Clan. He realized the martial spirit at the age of twenty. His martial spirit is very strange. It is a flaming dagger, possessing the fury of flames.
It also possesses the insidiousness of a dagger. When the two are combined into one, the power is terrifying.
What's more important is that this person has deep admiration for Su Qingxue and threatens to marry Su Qingxue. Logically speaking, he should be full of murderous intentions towards Ye Chen.
"What does it have to do with you whether I take action or not?" Wu Yuan responded indifferently, but glanced at the two people behind him.
These two people are both men.
One is honest and honest, with a smile on his face all the time, and looks harmless to humans and animals. The other is leaning on the huge rock, his head lowered, and even his eyes are slightly closed, as if he does not want to participate in the melee and is aloof.
to things.
The former is named Gu Wantao and is from the Blackwater Tribe; the latter is named Zuo Zhenchuan and is from the Houshan Tribe. They are both the top geniuses of their tribes and their abilities are extremely terrifying.
The four people in front of me can easily get their quotas. Adding Su Qingxue and three others, seven of the ten quotas have already been taken.
If Yan Xiu is included, then there are eight candidates, and only two are left. The situation is not optimistic.
Therefore, when Han Shaoning stood up, the crowd was very excited, thinking that they could use Han Shaoning's hand to eliminate Ye Chen. If Ye Chen was eliminated, Baguio would also be eliminated. In this way, everyone's chances would be greatly improved.
Already.
Unfortunately, Han Shaoning didn't seem to be ready to take action. Even Wu Yuan had no intention of taking action and chose to remain silent. This made the talented young people who were clamoring to deal with Ye Chen look very ugly. If they were not eliminated,
Ye Chen, the ten spots can almost be said to have been determined in advance.
"We can't wait any longer, let's take action at the same time." A voice sounded, revealing a tone of indifference. Everyone besieging one person can be said to be a shameless move, but for the precious quota, we can no longer restrain our hands and must take the initiative.
Ye Chen suddenly turned around and looked at the person who spoke coldly, causing the person's body to tremble suddenly. His eyes were so cold. Almost at that moment, he seemed to smell the breath of death.
He immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly.
"This guy actually wants to kill someone!" Another person shouted angrily. He could see the ferocious murderous intention in Ye Chen's eyes. Ye Chen, after killing a young man from the Phantom Wing tribe, still wanted to kill someone.
This is considered a slaughterhouse.
"Let's do it together. Kill this kid first, and then eliminate the woman from the Snake Tribe. Otherwise, we will all be eliminated and miss the trip to the Heavenly Blood Holy Palace. We will also be ridiculed by others, and our tribe will be known as cowardly.
"
The crowd's anger was completely stirred up, and they stepped out one by one and approached Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen, please step aside for the time being, so as not to offend the public." Seeing the emotionally charged crowd, Yan Xiu walked to Ye Chen's side and whispered.
But just as he finished speaking, a cold black wind suddenly blew up and hit his face, making him shiver. This black wind bloomed from Ye Chen's body like a storm.
In that way, it slowly swept across the entire Tianshan Mountains.
"Back up!"
Baguio stepped forward, grabbed Yan Xiu's shoulders, and pulled him back.
A rumbling sound erupted, and in an instant, the black wind raged away, tearing apart ferocious cracks on the ground. Above Ye Chen's head, the Black Devouring Martial Spirit reappeared, making it even darker and colder.
In the place shrouded in black light, everything seems to be lifeless.
"Those who want to take my life will all die!" A cold voice came out of Ye Chen's mouth. He held his palm in the air, and a dark sword, the Soul-Destroying Sword, appeared.
The current Ye Chen's strength is so terrifying. Even Duan Zhongyu is ashamed of his understanding of the power of the soul. With a thought, he can use the soul as the source to condense the soul-destroying sword, hold it in his hand, and become a ruthless weapon that can kill everything.
Sharp weapon.
"Kill him for talking shamelessly!"
The crowd roared, and their bodies rushed out towards Ye Chen. The terrifying momentum was like a mountain, pressing on Ye Chen's body. In the void, the true energy rolled, the power of the soul raged, and the light of the martial soul flickered, everything was
He attacked Ye Chen and wanted to kill Ye Chen on the spot.
Roar!
At this moment, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly sounded.
After this dragon chant, there was a lingering sound, as if there were countless real dragons soaring in the void.
Under the surprised gazes of the crowd, with Ye Chen as the center, the phantom shadow of nine true dragons emerged. The dragon shadows meandered and condensed into a majestic and huge elemental array, falling from the sky and covering the entire open space.
Covered within.
"Sleepy!"
Ye Chen's handprints suddenly moved, the dragon shadow dissipated, and the entire array suddenly took shape, turning into a nine-square grid, dividing the crowd. However, the moment the nine-square grid emerged, the dragon shadow reappeared, and nine true dragons appeared again.
Shadow, soaring in the void.
But this time, the formation formed by the true dragon's shadow erupted with extremely hot breath, descending from the void, filled with Ye Chen's cold murderous intent.