God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Originally, he was speculating that this man was up to some bad idea again, but when he saw Ye Changqing coming on stage, the Palace Master of Paradise Palace could no longer hold back.

Are you kidding me? What kind of place is this? You sent someone with the cultivation level of an Emperor Venerable here. What? Are you here to liven up the fun?

Suddenly he felt humiliated, but facing the angry shout from the Palace Master of Paradise Palace, Zhang Xiaohuai directly retorted.

"What do you care about me? Stop talking nonsense. Do you dare to fight?"

"Is war necessary?"

"If you're afraid, just say so."

"Come and fight."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaohuai took out a formation plate and threw it directly under the arena. Soon, a new formation light curtain rose up.

This formation is specially designed to suppress the cultivation of cultivators and is not considered to be very advanced.

Being inside the formation, Ye Changqing didn't feel anything, but the cultivation of the young palace master of the Paradise Palace was suppressed to the small success level of the Emperor Realm, the same as Ye Changqing.

The two of them had the same level of cultivation, and the young master of the Paradise Palace did not seem nervous.

His expression returned to calm, just like before, and he looked at Ye Changqing in a terrifying manner and said.

"Your city lord asked you to come here to die, you......"

According to the previous script, as soon as he finished speaking, he crushed Ye Changqing with one blow and won the competition beautifully.

But that was the previous script. The script has been changed and the old script no longer works.

"you.............."

So, he had only said half of his words when Ye Changqing, who was originally standing on the other side of the ring, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Then, he swung his fist in a round shape and slapped him. The wind from his palm made the young master of the Paradise Palace's head buzz.

The next second, he felt a burning pain, accompanied by a huge force that made him feel weightless.

His body spun in the air for who knows how many times, like a spinning top, and suddenly flew towards the edge of the ring.

Ok? ? ?

This sudden scene stunned everyone in the audience.

What's going on? How could it be that the young master of the Paradise Palace took off? Shouldn't it be the disciple of the Kitchen King Immortal City?

The many immortal cultivators present did not know Ye Changqing's identity.

After all, Ye Changqing had only been the young city lord of Chuwang Fairy City for a short time, and the city was in a closed period at that time.

The city has just been opened and the news hasn't had time to spread yet.

However, all the disciples of the Kitchen King Immortal City were so excited that their eyes were red.

When some disciples saw Ye Changqing coming on the field just now, they were extremely excited, not to mention that it was a battle between two opponents of the same level.

In an instant, many disciples understood the city lord's intention, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, "It's really smart, it has to be the city lord himself."

What is Senior Brother Ye’s biggest shortcoming now? Isn’t it his cultivation level?

Now that we are fighting at the same level, it’s a sure thing.

At the same level, who is Senior Brother Ye afraid of? Even if you ask the first young master of the Paradise Palace to come, it is hard to say who will win or lose.

This statement is a bit arrogant, but many disciples of the Kitchen King Immortal City really think so.

After crashing heavily into the formation, the young master of the Paradise Palace fell heavily to the ground.

He staggered to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Changqing fiercely.

However, in addition to ferocity, there was also a hint of shock in his eyes. The speed at which Ye Changqing attacked just now was so fast that it was a bit outrageous.

At least at the level of Emperor Realm, he had never seen anyone's body move so fast.

There was still a red slap mark on his face, and the burning sensation made the young master of the Paradise Palace feel extremely humiliated.

He should have defeated the opponent with one blow, but now he was slapped away.

With rage burning in his heart, the young master of the Paradise Palace had no intention of holding back.

He immediately took out his magic weapon, a strange long sword emitting emerald green light.

The reason why it is weird is that this long sword has an exaggerated blade width. It is called a sword, but it is more like a knife, with blades on both sides.

"I won't stay any longer............Huh??? What the hell is this."

He was thinking that he would use a stunning sword strike next to decide the outcome in one blow, in order to make up for the face he lost in the slap just now.

But just like before, before he could finish his words, Ye Changqing, holding a golden dragon-patterned kitchen knife, had already slashed out.

"So much nonsense."

The blade light tore through space and rushed straight towards the young master of the Paradise Palace.

The moment this golden blade light appeared, it directly filled the entire arena. If it were not for the restriction of the formation, it would have soared into the sky.

However, compared to others, the Palace Master of Paradise Palace felt more deeply.

From this blade light, he felt the extremely sharp sword energy and the terrifying power that was huge enough to affect people's minds.

In this blade light, the Young Palace Master of the Paradise Palace seemed to see the countless innocent souls who had died under this kitchen knife.

They struggled and wailed in the sword light, full of resentment but also full of fear.

Is this the kind of sword that can be swung by someone with the cultivation level of an Emperor?

This knife is obviously beyond the scope, and it is not just a little bit beyond the scope.

Is this the trick of the Kitchen King Fairy City?

He was extremely shocked, but facing the golden sword light that came at him like lightning, the young master of the Paradise Palace had no time to think about it. The sword light was already on his face, and now was obviously not the time to think about these things.

Just when he was about to fight back, he suddenly found that he could not move his body.

It wasn't that he was being controlled and couldn't move, but there seemed to be some invisible restrictions around him that kept his body stuck in place.

It was as if I was put into an invisible coffin, and I couldn't lift my hands and feet because of the obstruction.

Of course, this is not a coffin, and Ye Changqing did not use any magic weapon. The Young Palace Master of the Paradise Palace also quickly realized that this is the power of the law.

"Law of Space.................."

The disciple in front of him who had achieved minor success in the Emperor Realm was actually proficient in the laws of space, and his mastery was quite high. Could a person at the Emperor Realm master the laws of space at this level?

If he could recover his cultivation, the Young Palace Master of Paradise Palace would naturally be able to break free from the constraints of the laws of space.

But now, his cultivation was suppressed, and it would take some time for him to break through the laws of space.

But the problem is that there is no time now. The golden blade light is like a tiger coming down the mountain, rushing towards him with its bloody mouth wide open.

He tried hard to break free from the suppression of the law of space, but for a moment the power of the law did not move at all.

Under the ring, the Palace Master of Paradise Palace frowned as he saw the guy standing there in a daze with the blade against his face, yet he still didn't understand.

The monks who were watching the battle were full of doubts.

"Why aren't you moving yet? Do you want to face this blow? You are being too arrogant. The power of this blow is obviously beyond the level of the Emperor."

Ok? ? ?

Hearing this, many monks around looked strange. What do you mean by that look? Does this mean he doesn't want to move?