Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

For Ye Chen, his sister Ye Xuan is undoubtedly the reverse scale on his body, since someone dares to touch his reverse scale, then he must bear his anger.

Through tonight's events, Ye Chen has realized that he has made a serious mistake, that is, cutting the grass without eradicating the roots.

If all the four men in black were solved last night, maybe there would be no trouble now, and my sister would not be in a deep crisis, let alone involve Wang Dandan and her two daughters.

Therefore, Ye Chen did not leave with the three of them as soon as possible, but chose to come back to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

At this moment, in a brightly lit room, Master Huang came out of the bathroom.

As soon as one foot stepped out, the whole person became alert.

On the simple sofa, a man in a trench coat sits, he shakes the red wine glass in his hand and takes a sip.

Master Huang was shocked in his heart, and he entered his room without noticing such a big living person, and asked tentatively, "You, who are you?"

As he spoke, Master Huang's palm hidden behind him began to secretly luck, and the green tendons in his hand trembled rhythmically.

Ye Chen elegantly put down the red wine glass and slowly turned his head, revealing a cold face, with a strange smile on his face.

As a martial arts cultivator, Master Huang's gaze fell on a seven-foot long sword on the edge of the sofa, and he immediately realized that the young man in front of him was not simple.

But he still kept calm, with a calm smile on his face: "Little brother, come to the door at night, please explain your intentions, if I can do it, I will never refuse." "

I have to say that Master Huang has rich experience, even if he is in danger, he can still be so calm and calm, but he has a bit of a master's demeanor.

Ye Chen slowly got up and looked directly at Master Huang: "At your invitation, I came to the appointment."

Master Huang's face changed drastically, his body flashed, and the next second he appeared in front of the counter in the room, he gave up his fist, and quickly drew a long knife with cold light.

Ye Chen calmly examined everything in front of him, as if he didn't care at all.

Master Huang used the true qi in his body, and the long knife in his hand pointed at Ye Chen: "You are Ye Chen who cut off one of my junior brother's arms."

Ye Chen nodded and said seriously: "You shouldn't use Ye Xuan to blackmail me."

After all, Master Huang is a ruthless person, and said bluntly: "Sure enough, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, I am a net, you dare to come alone, young people have this courage, it is really good, since you are here, then you will stay here."

Ye Chen shook his head and said indifferently: "You, really damn it!" Master

Huang didn't say much, the long-brewing true qi poured into the long knife in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the thick true qi shook the long knife to a buzzing sound.

As he slashed out, the compelling sword came out of the hole like a spirit snake, and he came to Ye Chen's body in an instant.

In the face of the galloping knife light, Ye Chen turned sideways slightly, and his steps moved strangely, and the knife light almost crossed his face.

"Shhh

During the whole process, Ye Chen only moved one step, and the sword that Master Huang was determined to win failed.

Master Huang stared at Ye Chen, and finally realized that the young man in front of him was not simple, only to see him swing the long knife in his hand, and the true qi of his whole body surged out, and he slashed out again.

But before he could cut out this knife, a little cold star suddenly flew out of Ye Chen's hand.

Between the lightning and flint, Master Huang only felt that his arm was sore, and the long knife in his hand bounced and stuck on the wall, reflecting the terrified face.

The long sword was pressed against the Adam's apple, and Master Huang controlled his breathing so that his throat would not be pierced by the tip of the sword.

Looking at the indifferent young man in front of him, Master Huang felt a chill on his back.

Since becoming a warrior, he has never experienced such a strange scene.

Even though Ye Chen put away his sword, his body was still stiff in place, not daring to move in the slightest.

It wasn't until Ye Chen's hand reached out and patted him on the shoulder that Master Huang was relieved, and after making sure that he had regained control of his body, he began to gasp for air, as if this would prove that he was still alive.

"You, who are you?" Master Huang looked at the young man in front of him in horror.

Ye Chen didn't speak, took a bottle of Moutai from the wine cabinet, poured two full cups, put them on the coffee table, and after sitting down idly, he motioned for the other party to sit down too.

Ye Chen drank all the wine in the cup, then pointed to the remaining glass, and said coldly: "Drink a glass, suppress the shock!" Under Ye

Chen's compelling gaze, Master Huang picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all.

Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction, and when he saw Master Huang looking out of the room, he said coldly: "Don't look at it, in order to prevent the same thing from happening again, they are all dead." A

cold aura penetrated Master Huang's body, and his eyes began to become flustered: "Little brother, don't kill me, I can give you all the money."

Ye Chen shook his head, his face was as cold as ice: "Tell me, who asked you to catch Ye Xuan." "