The original battle evolved into a group fight, and Yechen's deterrence did not shock everyone, but made these people more unbalanced in their hearts, and complained that Yechen's methods were too cruel.

For a time, the crowd was excited, and countless people flocked to Yechen, and this scene was very spectacular.

In their opinion, so many people, one kick per person, can kick Yechen into a serious injury, and one palm per person can kill Yechen.

The so-called law does not blame the public, in this case, if Yechen is really killed, I am afraid that he will not even be able to find out who the murderer is, plus everyone present has some big or small backgrounds, even if the marshal is angry, it is impossible to punish so many people at the same time.

And Yechen is dead, who would speak for such a useless dead man to offend so many military generals.

Therefore, some ill-intentioned people are secretly preparing to put Yechen to death.

Looking at the fanatical crowd, some were enthusiastic and excited, and some were gloomy, but Yechen was still not afraid.

Before they could pounce, Yechen pounced forward and threw himself into the crowd.

In this way, Yechen faced only four or five people at the same time.

These scum are not under pressure at all for Yechen, thinking that in the Tianwu Secret Realm, Yechen shook a group of peak martial artists in Tianluo Castle, and they still used the peak martial artists of the same fate lock, and their strength is far from comparable to these people in front of them. And now Yechen's strength has reached the realm of a sixth-order martial artist, and he was just a first-order martial artist at the beginning.

"Shoot him. Someone shouted in the crowd.

Countless pairs of fists smashed into Yechen's body, and Yechen's whole person was like a loach-like soul, and after having a strong soul power, Yechen was more handy for group fights.

The fist that smashed into Yechen was nimbly avoided by Yechen, and then he stretched out his fingers and broke the bones of the outstretched fist.

"Ahh

Yechen kept turning and moving, and any punch that slammed into him was constantly avoided by him, which made people feel so incredible.

Then, more and more wails sounded, and every fist that slammed into Yechen could not escape the fate of broken bones, and for a while the wails came and went, but Yechen was still moving in the crowd, dodging and moving, which made people feel incredible.

A dagger appeared silently, stabbing from Yechen's back in the direction of the heart, this is a purple sharp weapon, with the power of sharpening iron like clay, as long as it is successfully stabbed, it can easily pierce Yechen's heart, and even pull his body away directly with a dagger, even if it is the bones in the body, it can't block the sharpness of the sharp weapon.

Finally, someone came out and asked for Yechen's life.

The dagger stealthily approached the night, and when there were only twenty centimeters left, it suddenly sped up and stabbed hard.

Usually at such a close distance, it is difficult to guard against it, and the person holding the dagger is proud of his speed and will not let Yechen avoid it.

Just as the dagger swung violently, Yechen's back seemed to open his eyes, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the person holding the dagger with a cold expression.

This was a tall and thin young man with a very gloomy face, and when he saw Yechen turn around, he froze, as if he didn't expect Yechen's perception to be so keen.

But the movement in his hand did not hesitate, gritted his teeth, and stabbed hard at Yechen's chest, his eyes looked at Yechen, and a cruel smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth.

Yechen shot out like lightning, grabbed the wrist of the tall and thin young man, and then flipped his wrist over, the tall and thin young man was as weak as a baby in Yechen's hand, and was easily turned by Yechen's wrist, and pointed the dagger in his hand to his own chest, and then, Yechen's palm slapped his wrist fiercely, causing his wrist to stab hard into his chest.

The tall and thin young man's pupils instantly widened, and a thick panic appeared on his face.

Yechen is merciless, anyone who wants his life, Yechen will not let him live as long as he has the opportunity.

The tall and thin young man could only watch as his dagger was inserted into his chest, and his eyes widened as he looked at Yechen, his face full of resentment.

Then he saw that Yechen didn't even look at him, and turned around and rushed directly into the crowd, countless people passed by the tall and thin young man, drowning his body.

Unwilling, too unwilling, originally just wanted to go to Yechen to die, thinking that he was 100% sure before he made a move, but the result was so cruel, just to see that a person was unpleasant and wanted to harm him, and he ended up taking his own life.

With a thick sense of unwillingness, the tall and thin young man slowly lay on the ground, his body twitched, the blood flowed more and more, countless people walked past him and rushed to the night, and some even stepped on his body, but no one noticed him, and no one went to rescue him in time.

Charging all the way, shattering people's bones all the way, Yechen used brutal means to beat everyone to the ground.

Finally, ten minutes later, countless people squatted on the ground with their hands covered and wailed, and no one of the more than 500 people in the canteen dared to take another step.

Yechen used his powerful force to shatter everyone's hard energy.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, looking at a pair of jealous eyes, Yechen sneered and said, "Who else is not convinced and stands up?"

The crowd was silent.

"It's so strong. "Finally, someone was timidly in the crowd.

"It's a strong fart, but it's just relying on your body. Someone hid in the crowd and said loudly, but when Yechen looked at him with his eyes, he immediately hid in the crowd and did not dare to speak.

In the cafeteria, someone exclaimed, "Oh no, someone is dying here." ”

The crowd was alarmed.

Is it dead? That's a big deal.

Then everyone saw a man lying on the ground with a dagger in his chest, and blood all under his body.

"Yechen, you killed someone. Someone shouted.

Yechen's cold gaze fell on the crowd, and the man who spoke openly immediately crouched down, trying to shrink his head into the crowd.

This time, Yechen didn't let go of this person in the crowd, and immediately jumped up with his body and landed in the crowd, catching the person who tried to avoid him.

It was a thin-looking young man with sinister eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes, and his eyes were always rolling.

Yechen grabbed his hand and said coldly, "You say it again." ”

"Yechen, what are you doing? The thin young man shouted, "I'm just telling the truth, do you want to kill me too?"

Yechen smiled coldly and said, "I'm just asking you which eye you saw me killing." ”

(End of chapter)