Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

"Ah Feng, why do you say Mr. Long has to ask for this villa?"

"Just do what Mr. Long tells you to do. The relatively thin martial artist looked at the Cloud Mist Villa and said: "It's not that you haven't seen Mr. Long's methods, what is the difference between a yellow-level martial artist like you and me and an ant in front of him, no matter what the amount is, you must wait for the owner of the villa today to take him down and give it to Mr. Long."

At the mention of Mr. Long's methods, the other person immediately showed a look of jealousy.

The thin martial artist got out of the car and continued to look at the villa: "Not to mention, this villa is located on the top of the Cloud Misty Mountain Villa, and it is surrounded by fog, but it is a good place to cultivate."

And at this time, a cold figure appeared in the line of sight of the two of them, walking in the direction where the Cloud Villa was located.

This person is none other than Ye Chen, who feels that something strange has happened in Cloud Mountain Villa.

The spirit veins of Swan Lake were not there, and two more warriors appeared outside the villa, which made Ye Chen realize that something was wrong.

Seeing Ye Chen coming, the two martial artists immediately became vigilant and watched his every move.

Ye Chen pretended that nothing had happened, took out the electronic key for himself, and opened the door of the Cloud Villa.

Seeing that the owner of this villa was just a young man, the two relaxed a lot, and one of them asked, "Little brother, are you the owner of this villa?"

Ye Chen stopped, turned around and nodded to the two.

Seeing the situation, the thin martial artist smiled and said to

Ye Chen: "Little brother, do you want to sell this villa?" Ye Chen shook his head, and responded coldly: "Not for sale!"

Seeing that Ye Chen refused without thinking about it, the other person said with an unkind face: "Boy, we have taken a fancy to this villa in your hand, how much is it, you can make a price."

Ye Chen glanced at the two of them coldly, and refused again: "Don't sell it!"

Seeing that Ye Chen's oil and salt did not enter, the fatter martial artist said with a threatening meaning: "Give you 10 million and transfer this villa." Sure

enough, the one who came was not good.

"Ten million?" Ye Chenpi smiled and said: "The cheapest villa in Yunwu Mountain Villa is also more than fifteen million, and my villa has the best location, at least fifty million, are you trying to grab it?"

Facing Ye Chen's questioning, the fat martial artist said fearlessly: "You can understand it this way, the two masters have limited time, hurry up and hand over the key."

"Before I change my mind, get out of here. Ye Chen turned around leisurely and walked straight into the Cloud Villa.

As soon as he heard Ye Chen's words, two martial artists followed one left and one right, and the fat martial artist said angrily: "Boy, you are toasting and not eating and drinking, and you won't be able to get 10 million yuan."

Ye Chen pointed to the outside of the villa: "Within ten seconds, leave my territory, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind." The

fat martial artist laughed, and said, "Look at your thin skin and tender meat, how do you want to be polite to our brothers?"

At this time, the thin martial artist said directly: "Don't rub it, just do him."

In the next second, he saw the fat martial artist condense his true qi in his hand, approaching Ye Chen step by step, and pointing behind Ye Chen: "Hey, who is that?"

According to the habits of ordinary people, Ye Chen turned around and looked in the direction he was pointing.

At this moment, a killing intent appeared in the fat warrior's eyes, and he slammed a punch into Ye Chen's vest, which was bound to kill him with one move.

In the eyes of the two, killing an ordinary person like Ye Chen is no different from pinching an ant to death.

To the surprise of the two, this punch that was determined to win actually fell into the air when Ye Chen turned around at will, and before he could react, a cold wind struck.

Ye Chen pinched the neck of the fat warrior, and his body weighing more than three hundred catties was like a chicken in Ye Chen's hands.

"Ahem, ahem...... You, are you a martial artist?" the fat man grabbed Ye Chen's wrist with both hands, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free at all.

"Click!"

As Ye Chen's wrist exerted force, the neck of the fat martial artist in his hand was directly pinched off.

Looking at his companion who was thrown to the ground, the thin warrior's eyes showed a look of horror, and he was about to run away.

But as soon as he rushed out more than ten meters, Ye Chen's figure blocked his way.

Ye Chen turned around leisurely and said indifferently: "Who asked you to come?"

Feeling the killing intent in Ye Chen's eyes, the thin martial artist's scalp was numb, and he trembled: "Dragon, Mr. Long asked us to come."

Before the words fell, a sword qi flew out of Ye Chen's hand, directly penetrating the neck of the thin martial artist.

In less than ten minutes, two yellow-level martial artists who were waiting for the rabbit died in Ye Chen's hands in an instant.

Obviously, the disappearance of the spiritual power of Cloud Misty Mountain Villa is related to Mr. Long in the other party's mouth, since the other party will kill him as soon as he makes a move, how can Ye Chen be merciful.

After throwing the two of them into the river under the embankment of Swan Lake, Ye Chen stepped into the lake in one step, like a swordfish, and went straight to the place where the spiritual veins at the bottom of the lake were located.

"Well, the spirit vein is still there?"

Looking at the rune paper seal on the spirit vein, Ye Chen's face showed a trace of solemnity: "I can seal the spirit vein, but I'm afraid that the person who made the move will cultivate above the Xuan-level martial artist."

"Although the method of this seal is clumsy, the other party has already mastered a certain spell technique. Ye Chen said in his heart: "I want to see who this Mr. Long is?" Back

at the Cloud Mist Villa, Ye Chen took out the medicinal materials collected by Murong Yunlong, as well as two thousand-year-old ginseng and fire spirit grass: "Without further ado, we must refine the Gathering Spirit Pill." "