The richest man starts from check-in

Chapter 661 Wang Ye's Strength

Zhong Xiaomo and others were arrested without a fight, and were taken into custody by the guards of the Fan family.

Wang Ye frowned slightly, it seemed that he could only give it a go today, Suzaku squatted down beside him, let out a low growl.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Fan Zhaolong imitated Wang Ye's tone before, and said, "One move, if you can't kill you, I'm the loser! I'll let you go."

"Really! Then I'll take you!" Wang Ye replied.

He signaled Suzaku to back down first, facing such a strong man, Suzaku could not hurt him at all.

Wang Ye, who stood with his hands down, secretly called out the strange fire in the group.

Seeing how he was about to take the move, Fan Zhaolong laughed disdainfully, "A level, ha, it's up to you, if you want to take my move, okay, I'll see you on your way!"

After Fan Zhaolong finished speaking, he shook Wang Ye's hand.

Immediately, Wang Ye felt a terrifying sense of oppression, as if the space around him froze.

That oppressive feeling turned into a bondage after a few breaths, making his body unable to move.

At the same time, Fan Zhaolong's figure flashed towards Wang Ye. On the clenched fist, it seemed that it was just an aura that would dissipate at any time, but in fact it carried extremely terrifying power.

Wang Ye's hair stood up all over his body. This was the only existence that made him feel extremely dangerous after seeing Ji Zhuang Jian.

The golden core stage is indeed terrifying!
boom!
Wang Ye's body trembled, and the strange fire Yin-Yang Pisces Flame gushed out of his body, and the surrounding prisons were broken.

"Huh?" Fan Zhaolong who came galloping was a little surprised.

He punched quickly.

Avoiding the inevitable Wang Ye, he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

boom!
That punch landed on his arm, and after a few breaths of stalemate, an overwhelming force lifted Wang Ye's body into the air.

He slammed more than ten feet away, lying on the ground motionless.

Fan Zhaolong stood up with his fists closed, and said with a sneer, "Heavenly Fire? Huh, that's all! But you are worth dying for. I will smelt this different fire and help Xingchen improve his cultivation!"

Not far away, Fan Xingchen was excited when he heard the words.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

At this moment, Wang Ye, lying on the ground, coughed violently.

Immediately, under countless surprised eyes, he stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and revealed a smile.

"One move, I took it! What I said just now, it still counts."

Fan Zhaolong frowned, he made a move just now, but the opponent is still alive?

In the black market, countless people were amazed that Wang Ye, who was only at the early stage of alchemy, was still alive after taking the next move under the hands of a strong Jindan stage, and he was able to stand up?
Unbelievable!

"It's interesting, it's interesting!" Fan Zhaolong's eyes lit up, "It seems to be because of the strange fire. Unfortunately, I may have to break my promise, because the strange fire in your body has aroused my great interest."

This was within Wang Ye's expectation.

He sneered and said: "A strong Jindan stage, talk like fart! Well, if that's the case, I'll kill it today!"

"Wang Ye, you go first and don't care about us!"

"We are descendants of the Zhong family, he dare not hurt us!"

Zhong Xiaomo and Zhong Yi shouted loudly.

Wang Ye nodded slowly. It is impossible to take everyone away. The only way at present is to escape first and then look for opportunities.

"Joke, he also wants to run away in front of me." Fan Zhaolong was extremely disdainful.

A frightening aura locked on Wang Ye, and as long as he moved slightly, Fan Zhaolong would spare no effort to kill him.

The chance of running away from the front was lost, Wang Ye stretched out his hand, Lingyuan sword in his hand.

With a slight shake of his arm, the Yin-Yang Pisces Flame sprang out and covered the sword.

Immediately afterwards, he made an astonishing move.

Instead of running away, he rushed towards Fan Zhaolong holding a sword.

"What does he want to do? Fight against the strong Jindan stage?"

"Fuck, is he crazy?"

"Isn't this courting death!"

Everyone couldn't believe it, and they all shook their heads one after another. If you dare to fight head-on with a strong person at the Golden Core stage, it's tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Fan Zhaolong also thought so, he sneered, and the spiritual energy gathered rapidly on the palm of his hand.

hum...

Wang Ye, who jumped up, stabbed Fan Zhaolong with the Lingyuan sword in his hand, and the sound of the sword screamed from the sword.

Fan Zhaolong slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the tip of the sword. When he was only about a foot away from the tip of the sword, a powerful spiritual energy gushed out and imprisoned the sword.

The strange fire was churning, but the opponent's cultivation base was too strong, Wang Ye tried to break through this layer of confinement, but he couldn't do it.

"Hit a rock with an egg!" Fan Zhaolong smiled disdainfully, stretched out his other hand, and a wave of spiritual energy surged out.

However, just when everyone thought that Wang Ye was going to abandon his sword and run away, he made an extremely abnormal decision again.

With a shock of his Lingyuan sword, after breaking free from the shackles, he fled behind his back but instead stalked in. Before the spiritual energy bombarded him, he hit his heart and elbow on Fan Zhaolong's chest.

Boom!

Two muffled bangs sounded almost simultaneously.

Fan Zhaolong staggered and retreated a few steps, Wang Ye spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew upside down, and his footsteps landed staggeringly.

"Hiss... City Lord Fan is injured!"

"My God, if Wang Ye is a little stronger, the previous blow..."

"What a scary young man!"

Many people were amazed.

Fan Zhaolong patted the non-existent dust on his chest. It seemed that the wind was calm, but in fact his heart was overwhelmed.

There is a gap of one realm, the opponent can actually hurt him, and only he knows that his body is corroded by a wisp of strange fire, if he hadn't suppressed and disperse it in time, the strange fire that crazily ignites may take his life.

Wang Ye, who staggered and stood still, was also seriously injured in his body.

He felt dizzy, and with the Lingyuan Sword in one hand, he was barely able to stand up.

"I didn't see it, you are not simple!" Fan Zhaolong said: "If you have enough time, I'm afraid you can really find my palm! But it's a pity, you have to die today!"

Wang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at him coldly.

"You alone are not worthy of keeping me! Fan Zhaolong, remember what I said, if any of them make any mistakes, I will slaughter your Fan family!"

"Make a mistake!" Fan Zhaolong shouted.

Wang Ye ignored him, turned to look at Zhong Xiaomo and the others, "I will come to pick you up after I recover from my injuries!"

"Wang Ye, you go first, leave us alone!"

"Brother Ye, you have already won this battle, retreat first! We will be fine!"

Wang Ye nodded with a smile, and when he looked at Fan Zhaolong again, his eyes flashed with cold killing intent. Although he was seriously injured in the previous fight, it made him weigh the severity.

"If you want to leave, it's not that easy!" Fan Zhaolong finished speaking, and strode towards Wang Ye.

"Suzaku, let's go!"

Wang Ye yelled violently, and Suzaku rushed out like a beast rushing out of the encirclement.

At the same time, Fan Zhaolong rushed over with increased speed and bombarded Wang Ye with a punch.

boom!
But when that punch fell, it just hit the afterimage left by Wang Ye.

At this moment, Wang Ye had completely disappeared from Fan Zhaolong's perception. No matter how carefully he searched, he couldn't find any trace of Wang Ye.

"Disappeared? It's so weird. Does Nanshan Institute have such unique skills?"

Fan Zhaolong looked at Zhong Xiaomo and the others coldly, it was a shame today.

"Take them back to Fan's house and keep them under strict supervision!"

Fan Zhaolong waved his sleeves and shouted: "I search for the rest, Wang Ye is seriously injured and can't escape, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I have to find him!"

(End of this chapter)