My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Qi Shiyue and Elder Shen walked in front, strode towards Ye Chen, their expressions extremely gloomy.

"Yi Shiyue, I didn't expect you to come out."

Ye Chen looked at Qi Shiyue who came over and said with a smile.

"Ye Chen, you are so bold that you dare to break into my Shen family."

A young man beside Qi Shiyue screamed at Ye Chen.

"who are you?"

Ye Chen asked casually.

"I'm Shen Ling, Ye Chen, even if you are from the Ye family, you are so presumptuous in my Shen family, if you don't give me an explanation from the Shen family, you don't want to leave here safely today."

Shen Ling said with a cold face.

With a snap, before Shen Ling could finish speaking, Ye Chen's eyes flashed a cold light, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, he slapped Shen Ling's face with a slap.

Shen Ling didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, so he was directly taken away by Ye Chen. The person was still in the air, blood spurted out of his mouth, and two **** teeth flew out horizontally.

The huge body directly hit the security guard behind him, and then fell to the ground.

"You...you dare to hit me."

Half of Shen Ling's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.

He never expected that Ye Chen, as the young master of the Shen family, would really dare to slap him in front of everyone.

This is simply naked humiliation.

"I didn't kill you, even if it was to save the Shen family's face, what kind of thing you are, you deserve to talk to me."

Ye Chen said indifferently.

"Grandpa, help...Help, he is going to kill me."

The corners of Shen Ling's mouth were full of blood, and she cried to Old Man Shen with a miserable face.

"Something embarrassing, come, give him to my husband."

The old man Shen's face was extremely ugly, and he waved his hand to let the security guard on the side help Shen Ling away.

"Young man, are you a bit too much? Although my Shen family is not as big as the Ye family, but it has been passed down in Yanjing for decades, even your grandfather Ye Weiguo would not dare to humiliate my Shen family like this."

Mr. Shen squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "If you don't give me an explanation today, just stay at my Shen's house."

"Father Shen, I respect you as a hero, and I, Ye Chen, is a person with clear grievances and grievances. Qi Shiyue only framed me outside the Great Wall on that day. If I were not lucky, I would have died outside the Great Wall long ago."

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with evil spirits, and he said faintly: "If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for stepping down the Shen family."

Qi Shiyue's face changed when she heard this.

"Ye Chen, this is a matter between you and me, and has nothing to do with the Shen family. If you want revenge, you can come to me."

Qi Shiyue stepped forward and said firmly to Ye Chen with a face: "What's the matter, I will take care of it."

"Yi Shiyue, you don't think I really dare not kill you."

A heavy killing intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said faintly: "A life for a life, if you dare to judge yourself here, the grievances between you and me will be offset."

Qi Shiyue's face changed slightly, her heart tightened as she looked at Ye Chen's murderous eyes.

Feeling the killing intent on Ye Chen, Qi Shiyue had no doubt that he really wanted her life.

"Shiyue, you retreat, I want to see who dares to kill in my Shen's house."

Elder Shen glared his eyes, his whole body exuding a vigorous momentum, and he shouted loudly, "Xiao Zhu, I beg you for today's affairs."

"Shen is polite, the Shen family has great favor with me, and the Shen family is in trouble today, how can I be alone."

A bright light appeared in the eyes of a middle-aged man standing behind the crowd, holding a long knife and walking out.

"Sword King Xiao Zhu?"

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Zhu, the king of swords, is China's long-established sword master, and is known as the king of swords of China.

More than a decade ago, the King of Swords relied on an iron knife to kill all the powerful enemies in the world.

However, a few years ago, the sword king Xiao Zhu had already retired to the mountains and forests, and there had been no news of Xiao Zhu in the arena for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhu, the sword king, was hiding in the Shen family.

"Young man, your strength is indeed very strong. If it is the peak period, I will hardly be able to defeat you. But some time ago, you were seriously injured in the battle with many masters. You must be the same as me. war?"

Xiao Zhu looked at Ye Chen seriously and said in a deep voice.

"Sword King Xiao Zhu, long admiring your name, you are not a masterpiece, and you are not my opponent. If you leave now, I can let you go."

Ye Chen said casually.

"What an arrogant young man, I have already given you advice. In that case, I will ask for advice. Why can you kill Ji Wenyuan."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Xiao Zhu, the sword king, and he walked towards Ye Chen holding the sword.

As Xiao Zhu walked step by step, a sharp sword aura radiated from Xiao Zhu's body.

This sword energy is so strong that it can be felt a few meters away, and there are traces of the sword energy cutting on the marble floor.

As Xiao Zhu walked three meters away from Ye Chen, suddenly, a bright light lit up in the sky, and Xiao Zhu held a long knife and slashed towards Ye Chen.

This knife is extremely ordinary, so ordinary that there is no energy leaking, not even a little energy.

It's just such a cut, and it's not even different from the knife cut by ordinary people. It doesn't even have a bit of knife energy.

But looking at this knife, Ye Chen's face suddenly changed.

A real swordsman, one of his moves is extremely simple, and only a simple one can achieve the state of returning to the original.

There are no fancy moves, and there is no leakage of sword energy.

All Xiao Zhu's true energy was concentrated in this long knife, and every cut contained Xiao Zhu's extremely terrifying sword intent.

"Good knife."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, he laughed, and greeted him with a punch.

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't evade, and even wanted to face him hard, a gloomy color flashed in Xiao Zhu's eyes, and the long knife in his hand suddenly fell.

With a bang, the long knife and Ye Chen’s arm collided with each other, and there was a long, metallic sound.

The horrible energy dissipated madly towards the surroundings, and a breathtaking sword air vented towards the surroundings.

With a bang, the figure of the sword king Xiaozhu retreated three steps, and each step was as heavy as a mountain. A pair of canvas shoes stamped six shoe prints on the ground, a full five centimeters deep.

In contrast, Ye Chen only took a step back.

Although they are both low-grade masters, just this move can tell the difference between the two.

"Your injuries are all healed?"

Xiao Zhu's right hand holding the long knife trembled slightly, looking straight at Ye Chen, suddenly spoke.