After three years of seclusion, he returned, handsome and invincible!

"Who am I?"

The middle-aged man's wanton sneer came from the video: "You killed my Iron Fist disciple, don't you know who I am?"

Ye Yuan was startled, Iron Fist Sect?

never heard of that.

It should be just a little-known little sect.

"Which of your disciples did I kill?" Ye Yuan asked.

"Asshole! You killed someone and you didn't even know his identity! He is Cao Zhenggang of the Cao family!"

Zhao Tiezhu roared angrily, then turned the camera and saw Su Yixue tied to a chair in the living room at home, her mouth sealed with tape.

"Uuuuuuu..."

She looked at Ye Yuan in the video anxiously, wanting to speak, but couldn't.

"Boy, although I can't find any evidence that you killed my disciple, this debt must be placed on your head!"

Zhao Tiezhu gritted his teeth, stretched out a finger and said, "I'll give you 10 minutes to come back and die, otherwise, just wait to collect this woman's body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the video was hung up.

Ye Yuan put away his cell phone, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Iron Fist Gate!

It’s true that the smaller the sect, the less sure it is about life and death!

As he turned the accelerator, the motorcycle suddenly tilted its head and rushed towards the east like lightning.

When Ye Yuan returned to Su Yixue's villa, he saw the door open and bursts of cold murderous intent emanating from inside.

Although he hasn't entered the room yet, he has already locked onto the other person's aura.

"For those who dare to break into my home and kidnap me, I have to say that you are really brave."

Ye Yuan's tone was indifferent, without any sense of nervousness when facing a powerful enemy.

Zhao Tiezhu was furious when he heard this: "What a fool, you are still pretending to be cool when you are about to die! Kneel down quickly, otherwise, I will kill her with one knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword directly.

But the moment he grasped the handle of the knife, a terrifying aura suddenly came over him and enveloped his whole person.

The unrivaled momentum was like a huge mountain pressing down on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He held the knife in his hand tightly, but couldn't pull it out.

It was as if all the power in his body was blocked.

How could this be?

Zhao Tiezhu was shocked.

As an elder of the Iron Fist Sect, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Xiantian realm, and he is only half a step away from the Grandmaster realm.

He considers himself to be invincible in a place like Star City!

However, the situation he was facing now suddenly confused him.

Is it...

This guy is so young, but he's already a master?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

How many people in the past and present have reached the master level at such a young age?

Zhao Tiezhu denied it repeatedly in his heart, unwilling to believe that he would be so unlucky.

after all!

Grandmaster level experts are extremely rare in this city.

The journey of cultivation is divided into seven realms——

Introductory, acquired, innate, master, nirvana, transcendent, and holy.

Each major realm is divided into four stages: early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak stage.

Although the Grandmaster Realm is in the middle of the seven realms, it is almost invincible in ordinary cities.

Because most of the strong people above Nirvana live in seclusion and practice hard, and rarely enter the world.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

For example, Ye Yuan.

He doesn't like to live in seclusion and practice hard. He just wants to be happy in this bustling city.

when clang clang...

A crisp sound.

The knife in Zhao Tiezhu's hand fell to the ground.

His legs softened, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed. He fell down and sat down, beads of sweat as big as beans falling down on his face.

In just a moment, his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

"You...are a strong master?"

His voice trembled, and he asked with great difficulty.

"Master?"

Ye Yuan sneered.

He moved his fingers through the air, and his true energy condensed into an invisible talisman. Then he pushed with his palm, turning into golden light and sinking into Zhao Tiezhu's forehead.

This talisman is the secret technique of the Changsheng Tower. Those who win the talisman will obediently complete the order of the person who cast the talisman.

After it is completed, the talisman will explode between the eyebrows, and the death will be extremely miserable.

Therefore, throughout the ages, this talisman has been used most of the time to convey messages and other things.

"Go back to Iron Fist Gate and send me a message."

Ye Yuan glanced at Zhao Tiezhu and said: "Tonight, I will go to your Iron Fist Sect. You go and inform me first, and then say, I will give you two choices. First, give me the order of the leader. From now on I am a slave and a servant. Second, the whole sect will wash my neck and wait for death!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Tiezhu nodded desperately.

As Ye Yuan waved his hand, he rolled and ran outside.

shuh...

Ye Yuan put his hands together with his sword and used his true energy to cut open the rope that bound Su Yixue, tore off the tape on her mouth and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Uh-huh."

Suyixue nodded repeatedly.

"It's fine."

Ye Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Otherwise, under my protection, someone would hurt you. If you tell me this, you won't be laughed at."

Suyixue's eyes were a little strange.

Do you think what he cares about is not his own safety, but his face?

"What, are you sad?"

Ye Yuan suddenly reached out and hit her on the head, and said with a smile: "I'm just teasing you, aren't you really sad?"

Su Yixue, who originally felt that her heart was completely cold, suddenly felt springlike again.

"Tch, I'm not that sentimental."

She raised her head proudly.

Ye Yuan showed no mercy and knocked her on the forehead again: "Are you still being harsh? Have you forgotten the consequences of being so harsh after you were injured while rafting last time?"

"you……!"

Su Yixue's face turned red.

"Hmph! I'm ignoring you!"

She glared at Ye Yuan angrily, and like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she hurried back to the sofa and watched TV absentmindedly.

However, before her butt was hot from sitting, Ye Yuan suddenly took her hand and dragged her out.

"What are you doing?"

she asked in confusion.

"Don't do it."

Ye Yuan shook his head.

Su Yixue was stunned for a moment, what do you mean by not doing it?

After he reacted, he pinched Ye Yuan's arm angrily and said angrily: "Can you stop being so dirty?"

Ye Yuan shrugged: "I can only blame you for not expressing yourself clearly enough."

"Bah! It's obviously you, so you can't tell the difference!"

While Su Yixue retorted, she was dragged along by him and trotted along: "Hey, hey, where are you going?"

"shopping."

"Buy what?"

Su Yixue asked doubtfully: "You're not going to drag me shopping, are you?"

"Is there any problem? We have known each other for such a long time, and I decided to buy you a token of love."

"A token of... a token of love?"

Su Yixue's steps faltered, and she stayed where she was.

Is this guy crazy?

When did he and I get to this point?

To send a love token directly, did he get my consent?