My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

The howling wind sounded in his ears, Ye Chen looked at the knife light flashing in front of him, squinted his eyes, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Master!

With Mo Qingyun's knife alone, Ye Chen knew that this person was definitely a master with knife.

The sword was dazzling, and Tang's sword had not arrived yet, but the indomitable domineering sword force rushed towards him.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, moved his steps slightly, and slightly stepped on the ground with his right foot, his figure resembling a soaring golden-winged roc, he backed away in a flash.

As soon as he stabilized his figure, Ye Chen frowned, lowered his head, and saw a scratch on his coat.

It seemed that he had avoided the knife, but in fact it was still caught by the scattered sword air.

If it wasn't for Mo Qingyun's innate nature, his strength could not be leaked, otherwise Ye Chen would be really in trouble today with just this cut.

"Your sword is well practiced."

Ye Chen looked at Mo Qingyun, who was holding a Tang knife, his eyes were full of appreciation, and he shook his head, and said, "But it's a pity, it's still a bit short."

Although Mo Qingyun didn't use his full strength with this knife, it also showed most of his strength. He didn't expect to be avoided by Ye Chen so lightly.

Mo Qingyun held Tang Dao in his hand with a solemn face. Hearing Ye Chen's words of appreciation, a sneer appeared on his face, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, the smile on his face instantly froze, and he said coldly. : "What is a pity."

"When you meet me, your knife will be broken today."

Ye Chen said with a pity, his tone of voice was quite serious.

Mo Qingyun was obsessed with knives all his life. The knives were his life. To break his knives was equivalent to killing him.

"Speak up without shame."

Mo Qingyun seemed to have heard some funny joke, laughed loudly, with a sneer on his face, sneered: "Then it depends on whether you have this ability."

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Qingyun stepped forward with his right foot slightly, and the aura on his body was instantly restrained in the knife, turning his wrist, holding Tang Dao, he slashed towards Ye Chen.

There is no skill, just a very ordinary slashing posture. In this small Jiangling, no one is qualified to teach Mo Qingyun's knife skills. He has learned all of his own knowledge and honed from the lore. .

Therefore, his sword has ordinary moves, but his killing intent is extremely heavy.

The simple slashing action has been tempered countless times by Mo Qingyun, but in his hand, it is already very different. The monstrous killing intent is mixed with the sword force, and it whizzes towards Ye Chen.

If you were an ordinary person, under Mo Qingyun’s terrifying killing intent, the spirit would definitely be a little trance, but he was facing Ye Chen. Although Mo Qingyun’s killing intent was strong, to Ye Chen, it was like a pediatrician. of.

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and Yuan Li was flowing between his right palm, and suddenly he reached out and plunged into the light of the knife. The movements seemed slow, but in fact they were relaxed and quick.

Crotch!

There was a sound of swords echoing in the field, and everyone recovered and saw that Ye Chen stretched out **** and clamped Tang Dao's blade.

Mo Qingyun's expression suddenly changed, and the right hand holding Tang Dao instantly froze in the air.

"How is it possible that he could actually grab the blade with his bare hands in Mo Qingyun's hands?"

Black Rose froze for a while, exclaiming.

The same as the Eight Great King Kong of the East Forest Society, although Black Rose is not very clear about Mo Qingyun's strength, it can also snoop one or two.

If it is a head-on fight, the other seven of their Eight King Kong, together, are not necessarily Mo Qingyun's opponents.

Mo Qingyun's killing intent had already been fused with the sword. Although he was not innate, his grasp of the sword's intent had already seen a hint of true meaning.

But he didn't expect Ye Chen to take Mo Qingyun's knife with his **** so easily, and Black Rose was stunned.

Chen Feng and Lu Zizhe's hearts suddenly froze, and their faces became extremely ugly.

They weren't fools either, Ye Chen's movements were so casual, and he took Mo Qingyun's knife lightly. He probably couldn't win this battle.

Chen Feng's face was deep as water, and he lowered his head and said something softly in Lu Zizhe's ear. The latter nodded and hurriedly walked towards the villa.

At this moment, Mo Qingyun no longer had the self-confidence he had just started, and his right hand was violently hard, but the Tang Dao in his hand seemed to be stuck with Ye Chen's fingers, and he didn't even move.

A smile flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and with a slight movement of his two fingers, Tang Dao was instantly pinched by Ye Chen's fingers.

Mo Qingyun's complexion instantly turned ugly, Ye Chen broke his knife in front of him, slapped him in the face naked.

Regardless of the broken tip of the knife, Mo Qingyun raised the Tang knife in his hand and stab Ye Chen.

A smile appeared on Ye Chen's face, stretched out his palm, and clamped the blade again.

With a slight force in his hand, suddenly, with a click, the blade left in Mo Qingyun's hand instantly shattered, turning into countless pieces of broken blades.

Mo Qingyun's pupils suddenly contracted, and a sudden thump in his heart, flashing a very bad premonition.

But when Mo Qingyun wanted to retreat violently, Ye Chen smiled lightly and waved his hand suddenly.

The blade floating in the air seemed to have heard his command, turned into a sharp knife, and shot towards Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun's face changed drastically, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, trying to make the final resistance, but there were too many fragments, and countless blades flashed in front of Mo Qingyun's eyes, all penetrating Mo Qingyun's body. In an instant, The blood stained the clothes red.

Mo Qingyun glanced at Ye Chen with a look of horror, and then fell to the ground weakly.

This Tang knife killed countless people under his hands, but he didn't expect to end up with his own sword.

Causality is nothing more than this.

"Chen Feng, it's your turn now."

Ye Chen turned around, looked at Chen Feng with cold eyes, and said lightly.

"Ye Chen, what about this matter? The loss of my Donglin Club today is counted as a compensation for you. If you leave now, I promise, Zhonghai will never enter the boundary of Donglin, how? ."

Chen Feng's face was pale, he took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

"I just want to be soft now? Are you too naive."

Ye Chen's face was full of mockery, and said sarcastically.

"Ye Chen, do you really think you will eat me today?"

Chen Feng snorted coldly and said coldly.

"Oh, do you have any other players?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a playful expression.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps from the villa behind Chen Feng, and an extremely cold breath came from not far away.

"My lord, I'm going to trouble you this time."

When Chen Feng heard the movement behind him, his face was happy, and he turned around and said respectfully.

"Chen Feng, you should be very clear about the price of me."

At this moment, a man wearing a black cloak with a cold breath came over, and Lu Zizhe followed him in awe.

"My lord, this time your opponent is absolutely satisfied."

Chen Feng showed a flattering expression on his face, and said flatly: "As for the remuneration, you can rest assured, my lord, you will definitely do it according to your request."

Ye Chen felt the cold and cold breath on the man's body, his pupils shrank slightly, his eyes squinted, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.