Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

Hearing that Ye Chen was going to ask the behind-the-scenes commander, Master Huang's face twitched, and he looked at Ye Chen cautiously: "Little brother, everyone is a martial arts cultivator, presumably you also know the rules in this river and lake, please let me live, I Huang Hao can make you a cow and a horse." He

knew in his heart that if he told the instigator behind him, there was only a dead end.

But the young man in front of him shot ruthlessly and killed Ah Dao and the others silently, so he had to be afraid.

Ye Chen looked at him levelly, and his right hand slowly moved and rested on the hilt of the sword.

Seeing Ye Chen's movements, Master Huang's wine glass fell to the ground, got up and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Gao, master, please spare my life."

Ye Chen stretched out three fingers and said coldly: "You have three seconds to think."

As soon as these words came out, Master Huang's temples were in a cold sweat, and his back was already wet.

After three seconds, Ye Chen's five fingers were pressed together and he grasped the hilt of the sword.

Master Huang's last psychological defense line collapsed instantly, and he almost shouted: "It's the Han family, it was Han Yu, the second young master of the Han family, who asked me to do it." "

Han Yu?" Ye Chen whispered, remembering the name.

Seeing the situation, Master Huang immediately reminded: "Master, although your strength surpasses the Huang-level realm, you are only a Xuan-level martial artist, then the Han family also enshrines a Xuan-level martial artist, and Han Fei, the eldest young master of the Han family, was selected into the Canglong Army at the age of eighteen, and his strength is unfathomable." Now

that he has shaken out of the Han family, Master Huang simply told him the information he knew, just for Ye Chen to let him live.

"Then why did Han Yu catch Murong Qiushui?" Ye Chen stared at Master Huang coldly, and asked without a beak.

It turned out that the Han family fell in love with the business of Murong Group in traditional Chinese medicine, and hoped to gradually obtain the equity of Murong Group through marriage, but Murong Qiushui had a strong personality and did not agree with Han Yu's pursuit at all, so the angry Han Yu took coercive measures to get Murong Qiushui.

"What realm are you?" Ye Chen asked lightly.

Master Huang looked at Ye Chen in surprise, it stands to reason that with the strength Ye Chen showed, he could completely see his realm, but he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and responded: "I am a Huang-level peak martial artist.

Ye Chen nodded, judging from Ye Chen's current cultivation of the third layer of Qi training, it was similar to what they called a yellow-level martial artist, and as for a Xuan-level martial artist, it was equivalent to a monk above the fifth level of Qi training.

Seeing Ye Chen bow his head and ponder, Master Huang asked solemnly, "Master, can I leave?"

Ye Chen came back to his senses and nodded slowly.

Master Huang was like being amnestied, and he turned around and was about to rush out of the unfinished building, but the moment he opened the door, Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he held the long sword beside him.

The spiritual energy in the dantian was poured into the long sword, and with a flick of Ye Chen's wrist, a sword shadow flew out like lightning, approaching the fleeing Master Huang.

Sensing the cold killing intent behind him, Master Huang turned around suddenly, immediately mobilized all the true qi in his body, and held the knife across his chest with both hands.

The sword qi attacked, and the steel knife in Master Huang's hand instantly broke at the waist, but the sword qi did not weaken at all, and it approached Master Huang's face.

"This ......" Master Huang's pupils constricted, his body seemed to have been immobilized, unable to move a bit, and a sword shadow was getting closer and closer in his pupils.

"The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!" Ye

Chen screamed, and the sword qi condensed into a silk thread, which submerged into Master Huang's eyebrows.

"Poof!"

Master Huang's body froze, and a scarlet line of blood began to spread from the center of his eyebrows.

Because Ye Chen was careless for a while, he almost made an irreparable mistake, and he would never make the same mistake again.

The long sword was sheathed, Ye Chen turned around, and floated out of the window.

And just after Ye Chen left, the blood line condensed at the center of Master Huang's eyebrows suddenly exploded, accompanied by a cloud of blood mist, and the two halves of the corpse fell in a pool of blood.

In the flames of the unfinished building, Ye Chen turned around and left.

After coming to a boulder, Ye Chen carried Ye Xuan who was in a coma, grabbed Wang Dandan with one hand and Song Suizi with the other, and shuttled through the suburbs.

Coming to the place where the Mercedes-Benz Big G was parked, Ye Chen put the three girls into the car, but as soon as he sat in the driver's seat, a fragrant wind hit, and a pair of tender hands were wrapped around his neck from behind.

Ye Chen turned his head, but found a beautiful face in front of him.

"It's so powerful!" Seeing Wang Dandan's state, Ye Chen instinctively pushed her away and started the car, and he had to find a place to detoxify the three of them as soon as possible.

In less than three seconds, a long white leg stretched out from the back seat, Ye Chen didn't have time to stop it, but Wang Dandan was like a water snake wrapped up, his hands were on Ye Chen's shoulders, his hips twisted, and he sat on Ye Chen's legs.

Wang Dandan held Ye Chen's face, and his pretty face was getting closer and closer.

In a small space, the temperature rises dramatically.