My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Ye Chen was surrounded by a total of seven or eight masters, with black hair fluttering, golden rays of light shone from Ye Chen's flesh, and his face was full of gaze.

Originally, Ye Chen didn't want to kill him, but how could this group of people look for death? A group of middle- and high-grade masters dare to hunt him?

"kill."

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and he looked at Norland with murderous intent.

As the elder of the Dark Council, Nolande's strength is much more sinister than others, and Ye Chen must also beheaded to kill him with this weird curse technique.

With a thought in his heart, Ye Chen's figure suddenly appeared behind Nolande and blasted out with a punch.

"Quiet."

Ye Chen let out a low growl in his heart, and the dark wind of silence passed by, blasting towards Noland.

Noland's face changed, and he felt an unprecedented crisis of life and death.

"The wind of darkness."

Noland's mouth uttered a language that was extremely unfamiliar to everyone, like an ancient language spoken in the underworld, full of boundlessness and evil.

Although Ye Chen could not understand this language, he seemed to know the meaning of this sentence.

As Nolande's voice fell, the light on the cursed dagger flickered, and then a black mist suddenly appeared around Nolande, hitting Ye Chen's wind of silence.

There was a harsh sound, and the wind of silence and the dark mist collided with each other. In an instant, most of the dark mist was swallowed.

"not good."

There was a look of anxiety flashing in Noland's eyes, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the cursed dagger, and then the cursed gem on the dagger rose red.

"Reaper stares."

Noland let out a low growl, and then a red ray of blood was transmitted from the red gemstone, lasing towards Ye Chen.

It is said that the gaze of the **** of death is the ability of Anubis, the **** of death in Egypt. As long as he is gaze at by Anubis's pupils, he will be dragged into **** and there will never be a day to turn back.

With this blast of blood, Noland seemed to be thin and weak all over his body.

Obviously, the release of this trick is not so easy for Noland, who is comparable to the low-grade master.

"Dream bubble."

The light in Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand burst into bright light, and the technique of space was used to the extreme by Ye Chen.

With a swish, Death's gaze directly penetrated Ye Chen's afterimage and bombarded the body of a high-grade grandmaster who wanted to sneak attack on Ye Chen behind him.

"what."

The Middle Grade Grandmaster had no idea that he would be hit by Death's gaze. Before he could react, he was penetrated by the red light, subconsciously let out a scream.

In an instant, a pitch-black mist diffused along the wound to the surroundings, and unexpectedly wrapped his whole body in it.

"help me……"

The high-grade grandmaster let out a scream, the true energy and flesh and blood of the whole body were swallowed by this black mist, and after a few breaths, even the bones were not left, and the whole person disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

The pupils of the surrounding masters shrank slightly.

Although this person is only a high-grade grandmaster, and is considered the weakest in the grandmaster realm, he is also a grandmaster after all. He was killed by this western man in a single move?

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and his figure appeared silently behind Nolande, just like that, and he slammed out.

This fist was heavy and simple, as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, all the power was gathered in the fist, and it hit Noland's body.

Noland's face changed, and he placed the cursed dagger in front of him and tilted his side slightly.

With a boom, Ye Chen banged his fist on the back of the cursed dagger, threw a terrifying energy into the dagger, and shook Noland's body.

Half of his body was shattered by Ye Chen's fist.

"The Curse of Death."

Noland's face was full of hideous colors, and he roared at Ye Chen.

The flesh and blood flying around gave a slight pause, and a **** red light transmitted from Noland's flesh and blood, and fell on Ye Chen's body.

With Noland's low-grade master's general body and vitality as a guide, the death curse released was more powerful than Ye Chen had expected.

In an instant, Ye Chen’s black hair turned pale, and his skin became a bit old. The vitality in his body was melted a lot. With Ye Chen’s semi-divine body, he couldn’t resist Norland’s death. curse.

At this time, Noland took advantage of the strength of Ye Chen's fist and flew away. The whole person turned into a black mist and escaped.

Half of his body was shattered by Ye Chen, and he had exhausted all of Noland's strength if he could survive, and he would die without a doubt.

"Never let him escape."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, a dignified color flashed in his eyes, watching the figure of Noland running away, his eyes full of killing intent.

The elder of the Dark Council is respected in the dark world. If you don't kill him this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have such a chance next time.

"Ye Chen, where to go."

Ye Chen stepped out, just about to chase Noland, a middle-aged man beside him shouted, and directly stopped Ye Chen, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Ye Chen volley.

The sword energy of several feet long rose to the sky, blocking Ye Chen's front.

Ye Chen's eyes condensed, his figure paused involuntarily, and he was forced to make a move and punched him up.

With a bang, the sword energy was shattered by Ye Chen's punch. Seeing Noland escape at this moment, Ye Chen's eyes were full of anger.

"Heavenly Spirit."

Before Ye Chen could take any action, a female grandmaster of the Heavenly Spirit Sect who stood not far away gave a tender voice and pointed to Ye Chen.

Suddenly a delicate finger appeared in front of Ye Chen out of thin air and pressed it down boldly.

"Xuan Ming palm."

An old man of the Black Witch Sect gave a low cry and grabbed Ye Chen with a palm. The black handprint appeared on top of Ye Chen's head out of thin air, and he grabbed it.

"Thousand ghosts eat their bodies."

An old man holding a ghost flag, Jie Jie, smiled, and ghosts shot out from the thousands of ghost flags, biting towards Ye Chen.

For a time, a full five or six grandmasters attacked Ye Chen at the same time. Within a few miles, the dust was flying, aura surging, and various martial arts and tactics went to suppress Ye Chen.

"You guys, looking for death."

A scarlet light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, a long roar, and the terrifying killing intent burst out, the golden glow of the sun burst out from the body, and the terrifying blood rose into the sky.

The vitality in Ye Chen's body vented out unreservedly, relying on his physical body to directly carry down the martial arts of many masters.

Even if Ye Chen had a semi-divine body, he couldn't bear it anymore, and his body was almost broken up.

"kill."

Ye Chen let out a low roar, and the blood in his body was as turbulent as a sea wave. The semi-divine body was urged to the extreme by Ye Chen, turned into a golden light, appeared directly in front of the middle-aged man holding a long knife, and blasted out with a punch.

The man's face changed. He didn't expect Ye Chen to move so fast, he subconsciously placed the long knife in front of him, and at the same time he retreated.

"dead."

A fierce color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he hit the back of the knife with a punch.

With a click, the long knife smashed, and the remaining strength hit his chest.

With a bang, with Ye Chen's iron fist as the center, the middle-aged man's body burst open directly, his internal organs were instantly annihilated by Ye Chen's fist, and a huge blood hole appeared in front of everyone.

It was just a move, a high-grade master was directly beaten to death by Ye Chen.