My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

As Xia Mengxian retreated, there was no one else around Ye Chen.

"Boy, if you don't want to suffer, just follow me to the Danxian Pavilion. As long as you tell the murderer who killed Junior Brother Danxuan, I can promise to let you go."

Xin Tai looked at Ye Chen and said in a deep voice.

"What if I don't go?"

Ye Chen said indifferently.

"No? It's really a toast and fine wine. If that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite."

An irritation flashed in Xin Tai's eyes, and he reached out and grabbed Ye Chen.

With a bang, a whistling hurricane blew in the martial arts hall, and Xintai's palms showed vigorous qi, which instantly turned into a black palm, and just grabbed Ye Chen.

"Huh, Danxian Pavilion, it's so domineering."

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes, and an extremely terrifying aura suddenly spread.

The entire hall was filled with Ye Chen's powerful coercion.

At this moment, Ye Chen slowly stretched out his right palm and patted Xin Tai's palm like this.

With a bang, Ye Chen's palm and Xin Tai's palm touched together, and an invisible hurricane suddenly spread to the surroundings.

Xin Tai's expression changed, he subconsciously stepped back two steps, and looked at Ye Chen with horror.

At this time, his right arm trembled slightly.

"Elder Xin Tai turned out to be a disadvantage?"

"That young man turned out to be a master?"

"And he is still a low-grade master? What a joke, he is only in his twenties."

"A low-grade grandmaster in his twenties? Which disciple is he, he is so evil."

The faces of the crowd of onlookers changed, and they took a breath.

A low-grade master in his twenties, this is definitely a genius rare in China for hundreds of years.

Such a genius is absolutely impossible to be an unknown person.

Many people have begun to doubt Ye Chen's true identity.

"Sure enough, you concealed your identity, you turned out to be a low-grade master."

Xin Tai frowned, looked at Ye Chen with a vigilant look and said: "Who are you, this northwestern land, I have never heard of you as the number one person."

A low-grade grandmaster in his twenties, even in the Danxian Pavilion, did not have such a genius.

Behind Ye Chen, there was obviously a huge school.

Otherwise, without a lot of resources, it would be impossible to cultivate such a genius of evildoers.

"Who am I? You are not qualified to know yet."

Ye Chen said lightly: "Where is the ghost king flower?"

"What ghost king flower?"

Xin Tai frowned and asked subconsciously.

"It seems that your Pill Immortal Pavilion did not intend to give me the Ghost King Flower. Originally, your Pill Immortal Pavilion took out the Ghost King Flower. I can give you this pill of the God Pill. Unexpectedly, you still want to get it from me. To grab a pill is simply overpowering."

A touch of indifference flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

"What an arrogant young man, no wonder he dared to yell at my Danxian Pavilion."

Ji Jiu came over at this time, snorted coldly, and said faintly: "But in this northwestern land, my Danxian Pavilion is not the object of insult. Killing my Danxian Pavilion elder, no matter who it is, you need eye for eye."

"Want me to pay the debt? Danxian Pavilion, I don't have the qualification yet."

Ye Chen said lightly.

"Senior Brother Ji, why bother with him and kill me Elder Danxian Pavilion, today is your death date."

Xin Tai took a deep breath, his entire chest bulged, and the blood in his whole body rose into the sky, and his feet were slightly hardened, and the hard ground suddenly sank deeply.

"Tianyang Fist."

Xin Tai let out a low cry, and a fiery red qi suddenly rose above his right fist, igniting like a flame.

From a distance, Xin Tai's punch was as big as the sun, and a powerful heat wave suddenly rose in the entire hall.

"So strong."

"Is this the power of the grandmaster? It's almost like tearing the world apart."

The faces of many ordinary martial artists who were onlookers changed slightly, and a look of astonishment flashed in their eyes.

"Xin Tai's punch, few of the middle-grade masters can hardly handle it."

Xia Xujie squinted his eyes and said softly: "This young man, I am afraid it is a bit dangerous."

"Uncle, you're afraid that you've missed it this time, and Xin Tai will definitely die."

Xia Mengxian's mouth raised a faint smile, and said meaningfully.

Xia Xujie frowned, and an ominous premonition could not help rising in his heart. Before he could speak, the situation on the court suddenly changed.

"court death!"

Ye Chen gave a low voice, sound like thunder, shocking all directions.

Suddenly, a powerful aura spread from Ye Chen's body, and then greeted him with the same punch.

With this fist, it was as if the sound of a dragon chanted on the field, like a five-clawed golden dragon flying in the sky.

"Boom!"

Ye Chen's fist and Xin Tai's fist touched together.

An unprecedented roar sounded in the field, and the terrifying wind whizzed around.

Then Xin Tai's figure flew directly upside down, the person was still in the air, blood spurting wildly.

After flying for tens of meters and hitting several warriors who couldn't dodge, it hit the wall.

With a bang, a human figure was knocked out on the hard concrete wall.

"Sin Tai of Danxian Pavilion was defeated?"

"What on earth did this young man come from, he defeated Xin Tai with a punch?"

The hall suddenly became silent.

No one thought that it would end like this.

Although some people thought that Xin Tai might lose to Ye Chen, no one thought that he would lose so quickly.

It's just like Cui Gula.

"You didn't die by punching me?"

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

With this punch, Ye Chen used 70% of his strength.

Who would have thought that Xin Tai would be able to fight him without dying, it seems that the technique of the Danxian Pavilion has some ways.

"What a strong physical power."

Ji Jiu's pupils shrank, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

He still knew Xin Tai's strength. Among the masters in the northwest, he was definitely not weak.

Otherwise Zong Zifan would not send him.

But despite this, he still lost a punch to the young man in front of him.

The physical power of the opponent has reached such a terrifying situation?

At this time, Xin Tai struggling to fall from the wall, breathing heavily, blood dripping from his right arm, looked at Ye Chen with fear.

"With this strength, you want to arrest me and go to the Danxian Pavilion? It's ridiculous."

Ye Chen stood on the spot leisurely and said lightly.

Xin Tai's face was uncertain, and then suddenly shouted: "Senior Brother Ji, you and I will take action together to capture this thief."

As soon as the voice fell, Xin Tai's eyes flashed a harsh color, and his face turned pale in an instant, and a scarlet blood mist appeared on his body.

Then, Xin Tai's breath suddenly rose.