Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

Ye Chen didn't say much, his toes exerted a slight force, and his body was as light as a swallow and landed on the roof of the villa, looking directly at Mr. Long.

For some reason, touching Ye Chen's gaze, Mr. Long actually had the illusion of facing a flood beast.

But he is an old man who has experienced countless life-and-death battles, how can he be scared by a young man.

"This ginseng plant is good, so it should be a filial thing for you to worship under my door. Mr. Long looked at Ye Chen lightly, and had no intention of returning it at all.

Ye Chen's eyes were full of murderous intent: "I don't want to say it a second time."

Mr. Long laughed and said loudly: "Since I have practiced martial arts, you are the first young man who dares to talk to me like this.

"Since you don't know what to do, you are a piece of jade, and the old man will forcibly destroy it. Mr

. Long waved his hand, and a rune paper appeared in his hand: "Hurry like a law!" As Mr. Long punched a hair trick in, the rune paper exuded a dazzling yellow brilliance, and instantly flew in front of Ye Chen and stuck to his chest.

In an instant, the power of the spell spread, blocking Ye Chen's eight veins.

Ye Chen was stunned in place, as if he had been immobilized, and he didn't move at all.

Looking at Ye Chen, who was fixed, Mr. Long's face showed a touch of pride: "The young man nowadays really doesn't know the height of the sky, the old man eats more salt than you eat, and he dares to be presumptuous here!"

Seeing that Mr. Long fixed Ye Chen with a piece of rune paper, Yang Chao was surprised and delighted, and immediately knelt on the ground and flattered: "The master is right, this Ye Chen doesn't know what to do, and dares to offend your old man, this is what will happen to him."

Ah Meng was stunned, under the punch just now, he could clearly feel that Ye Chen's strength was far more than that, how could he be subdued by the master like this.

"Ah Meng, why don't you go up and abolish him?" In Mr. Long's eyes, Ye Chen no longer had any power to resist, and he didn't need to make another move.

Ah Meng didn't dare to slack off, and immediately stepped forward and punched Ye Chen's back.

"Touch!"

Under the punch, Ye Chen didn't move at all, but the rune paper attached to his chest fell to the ground.

"You, why are you okay?" Looking at Ye Chen, who was not injured at all, Ah Meng's face was bruised.

"Are you tickling me?" Ye Chen looked at him coldly, punched him with a backhand, and knocked Ah Meng out, and then looked at Mr. Long: "I said, you can't take my things."

As he spoke, Ye Chen's figure flashed, appeared directly in front of Mr. Long, and punched him in the chest.

But at this moment, Mr. Long crushed a spell in his hand, and the whole person suddenly disappeared from the place, leaving a puppet in place.

"Bang!"

the puppet shattered under a punch.

Mr. Long flew ten meters away, looking at Ye Chen with a fierce gaze: "I really didn't expect that you would be a Xuan-level peak martial artist."

Ye Chen's eyes froze, and he jumped, and his figure chased after Mr. Long like lightning.

The two of them leaped one after the other in Cloud Mountains, and finally landed on the embankment of Swan Lake.

Mr. Long stood at the end of the embankment panting, and said with palpitations: "Young man, presumably you are also here for the dragon vein at the bottom of this lake, why don't you and I just stop and share this dragon vein together, the dragon vein qi can completely allow you and me to reach the ground level cultivation."

After being hit by Ye Chen's two punches, Mr. Long had already realized that Ye Chen was not easy to deal with, so he used a delaying tactic.

"Sure enough, you're here for the dragon veins at the bottom of the lake. Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and stared at Mr. Long coldly: "In ancient times, there was a reason why others were allowed to snore on the side of the couch, and how could I let others get involved with what I Ye Chen fancied." "

So, do you want to die?" Mr. Long gritted his teeth.

"Never die?" Ye Chen smiled indifferently and said indifferently: "Just with your strength?"

Seeing that Ye Chen was so unrelenting, Mr. Long took out a copper bell the size of a bowl from his pocket, and said with tears in his eyes: "I originally planned to let you live for a few more days, since you are so ignorant, then don't blame the old man's ruthlessness."

As he spoke, Mr. Long bit his finger and used blood as a guide to outline a series of spells on the copper bell, and as the spell took shape, blood light appeared on the copper bell.

"Magic weapon!" Seeing

the copper bell in his hand, Ye Chen couldn't help frowning slightly, he didn't expect that he actually had a complete magic weapon in his hand.

Seeing that Ye Chen was shocked, Mr. Long laughed and said arrogantly: "It's too late to regret it now."

Mr. Long stretched out his hand and threw it, and the blood-colored copper bell dipped and spun in the air, flying towards Ye Chen with a soul-stirring sound.

Suddenly, the waves on Swan Lake were tumbling, the clouds and mist were lingering, and the runes on the blood-colored copper bell swam, turning into chains and cages towards Ye Chen.

Feeling the filthy breath in the copper bell, Ye Chen floated and landed on the surface of the lake, but the chains in the copper bell became faster and faster, and he was already in front of him in an instant.

"Today, you will definitely die!" Mr. Long flew over with the copper bell, saw Ye Chen standing in the middle of the lake, and said coldly: "What, don't you run?"

Immediately after, I saw Ye Chen stretch out his hand and make a move, and a seven-foot long sword with a green glow appeared in his hand.

"Here, it's better to kill you!".