Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

Seeing the eerie and terrifying laughter from the dry bones, Jiang Wenhao suddenly felt his scalp tingle, his teeth began to fight, and he couldn't help but take two steps closer to Ye Chen: "Ye, Doctor Ye, what is going on?" Jiang Wenhao

has been practicing medicine for more than 50 years, but he has heard a lot of strange incidents, and now that he has witnessed it with his own eyes, where can he be calm.

In just a few seconds, the wooden house of the old mansion was already shrouded in black mist, and only the laughter of "Ji Ji" was heard coming from inside, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and Jiang Wenhao crossed his arms, as if he was in the middle of ice and snow.

"Bad for me, good thing, you deserve to die. An

angry voice came from the black mist, and then a figure slowly walked from inside.

As the mist dissipated, a hideous-looking skeleton appeared in front of the two of them, green flames pulsing in their pupils, and black blood flowed from the two hand bones.

Seeing the skeleton shelf, Jiang Wenhao's heart was about to jump out, and he was about to run away with Ye Chen's legs.

But he didn't grab Ye Chen's hand at all, and the whole person had already rushed out, calling for help to Song Yi: "Mr. Song, ...... Help.

Song Yi immediately rushed into the old mansion with two of his subordinates, and when he saw the skeleton shelf rushing towards Ye Chen, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he rushed forward with a knife, and slashed the neck of the skeleton with the long knife in his hand.

"Martial artist?" Seeing Song Yi's move, Ye Chen was slightly shocked.

"Ding Dong!" A

string of sparks burst out, and the long knife in Song Yi's hand fell into the neck of the skeleton frame, only to see that the skeleton frame hand bone lifted, broke the long knife at the waist, and threw the hand bone, and he flew upside down five meters away.

Song Yi knocked out a hole in the wall behind him, and after crawling out of the pile of rubble, he wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, walked to Ye Chen's side, and blocked him behind him: "Brother Ye, we protect you, you leave quickly."

As he spoke, Song Yi roared and yelled at his two subordinates: "What are you doing in a daze, let's kill Lao Tzu." After

all, the two men were good at licking blood from the knife edge, and they took out their shuttles one after another and shot wildly towards the skeleton shelf.

After a strafing shot, the skeleton shelf stood in place intact, and the next second it rushed up, carrying the two of them like chickens.

Song Yi has been on the road for so many years, but he has never seen such a terrifying situation, but when he saw that the two subordinates were controlled, he was about to rush forward again with the handle of the gun.

"You're no match for him, let me do it. A hand was placed on Song Yi's shoulder, Ye Chen nodded to him, and then walked towards the skeleton shelf.

Ye Chen stepped over, but Song Yi and his two subordinates fainted.

As if sensing Ye Chen's contempt, the flames in the skeleton's eyes flickered, and with a swing of his hand, he rushed towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen shook his head, his expression was still indifferent, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

I saw his right hand hidden behind his back swing out, and the golden runes spread in Ye Chen's palm.

As Ye Chen's five fingers came together, the red mark condensed in the palm of his hand exploded like a flame, spreading along the five fingers, and the red flame surrounded Ye Chen's hand, turning into a flame sword and slashing towards the skeleton shelf.

"Huh!"

Facing the falling flaming sword, the skeleton frame stopped, looked up, and gradually became hideous, and suddenly opened its mouth to emit a puff of black smoke.

The flame long sword fell, and as soon as the black smoke was contaminated with the flames on the long sword, it turned into ashes, and it was impossible to stop Ye Chen's sword at all.

"Boom!"

the sword shadow sank into the skull of the skeleton, and as it passed through the back of its head, it brought out a string of sparks.

The skeleton stiffened in place, no longer moving.

Staring at Ye Chen's eyes, the dancing green flames gradually dimmed until they were dim.

"Peng!"

the flames exploded, the black smoke dissipated, and the skeleton shelf turned to ashes.

At the moment when the skeleton shelf turned to ashes, in a dilapidated building in the shantytown of Dongcheng, a woman with a cloak stared in the direction of the Song family, and let out a sharp scream: "Bastard, I will definitely kill you."

After everything calmed down, the Song family's bodyguards rushed into the old mansion, but found that it was empty, and there were no skeletons at all.

Jiang Wenhao scratched his head and looked around with a puzzled expression: "Could it be that I was wrong just now?"

At this time, Song Yi and his two subordinates woke up from their coma, looked around, and didn't see any skeletons at all.

But at this moment, Song Yi touched his waist and said in shock: "Why doesn't my waist hurt?"

Immediately after, Song Yan'er came up and said in surprise: "Dad, as soon as the market opened in the afternoon, the company's stock has already risen and stopped."

Song Yi checked and found that the company's stock rose, and in just one hour, he made hundreds of millions of yuan.

Looking at the collapsed wooden house, Song Yi is naturally convinced of Ye Chen's feng shui theory.

Coupled with the fact that the old man's illness was cured, Song Yi immediately said to Ye Chen: "Brother Ye, today you and I are like each other, why don't you become brothers."

Ye Chen couldn't resist Song Yi's enthusiasm, so he had to agree to his request and worship as brothers.

As a token of gratitude, Song Yi presented the latest diamond necklace to Ye Chen: "Brother, I don't have anything good, take this necklace and give it to your girlfriend."

Thinking that Aunt Xu's birthday would be in two days, Ye Chen accepted the necklace.

After three rounds of drinking, Ye Chen returned to the Cloud Villa, and immediately took out the wild ginseng he got from the Song family, and thought, "I didn't expect it to be a thousand-year-old ginseng." "