My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Zhao Feng and Xiao Po looked at Ye Chen with solemn expressions, and a touch of jealousy flashed in their eyes.

"Boy, we underestimated you before. Then, you won't have such good luck."

An icy color flashed in Xiao Po's eyes, and he whispered, "Do it, it's a change in late."

The three of them looked at each other, and when they moved, they attacked Ye Chen.

"Many people bully fewer people? Doesn't the real aunt and grandma exist?"

A sorrowful expression appeared on the Phantom's face, and Zhao Feng stopped with a soft cry.

A dignified color flashed across Yun Xiao's face, deceiving him and colliding with Qishangquan Master Zhou Ren.

The destructive power caused by the six masters was extremely strong. In the courtyard, there was flying sand and rocks, the sky broke and the ground cracked, and the surrounding walls not far away collapsed. Many of the Lu family's children retreated far away.

Xiao Po waved the fine steel rod in his hand and hit Ye Chen with a blow.

Ye Chen frowned, stood still and did not move. He raised his white palm, and slapped Xiao Po's iron rod. The sound of metal collision resounded in the courtyard.

"What a strong body, did you start practicing in the womb?"

Xiao Po's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of shock.

In terms of strength, Xiao Po is inferior to the wolf king, facing Ye Chen this enchanting genius, the harder he fights.

"Zhao Feng, Zhou Ren, stop playing with you two, come and help me, I can't hold this kid alone."

Xiao Po showed a look of suffocation on his face and shouted at Zhao Feng and Zhou Ren.

"I want to go too, but this woman is a bit tricky, she's all poisonous."

An abnormal lavender appeared on the palms of Zhao Feng's hands, and his face looked at the Phantom with a little fear.

Although the Phantom's strength is not as good as him, Zhao Feng's negligence caused the Phantom to succeed with this tricky means of poisoning.

Phantom's personally deployed poison is very virulent, even an innate master like Zhao Feng needs to forcefully use real air pressure to control the poison in his body, otherwise the poison gas will attack his heart and he will be killed.

The cultivation base of his body was suppressed by the poison, and in a short time, it could not break through the block of the Phantom.

"You are holding it for a while."

Zhou Ren said with a gloomy expression, a pair of iron fists suppressed Yunxiao's retreat, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yunxiao's defeat was a matter of time.

But the more anxious, the easier it is to make mistakes. Although Yun Xiao's strength is slightly weaker, he is also innate, especially good at defensive methods, and Zhou Ren can't solve the battle quickly for a while.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, knowing that he could not drag on any longer, the dark divine power flowed in his body, and a terrifying aura radiated from his body.

Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly, and an inch-long energy spewed from the several-meter-long iron rod, and he slammed Huanglong towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen gave a long whistle, the sound shook thousands of miles, the spirits in his eyes skyrocketed, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming, and he slammed Zhao Feng's iron rod.

A crisp sound of metal fracture sounded, and the iron rod in Zhao Feng's hand broke directly from the middle when two energies collided.

Zhao Feng snorted and took a step back involuntarily.

"Sky Shaking Fist."

Ye Chen snorted, blood was overwhelming, and his right fist slowly blasted towards Zhao Feng. The dark divine power in his body formed a black fist mark in the sky, carrying a monstrous aura, and moved towards Zhao Feng's suppression.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

Zhao Feng's complexion changed, and his figure quickly retreated back, but he could not dodge in time, gritted his teeth, gave a low drink, and the true energy in his body patted the black fist imprint desperately.

The Shaking Fist is an innate level martial skill recorded in the Immortal Profound Art. With the current strength of Ye Chen, the power of the Shaking Fist can be fully exerted.

The black boxing force broke through Zhao Feng’s true energy and directly bombarded Zhao Feng’s body with a dull roar. This boxing force directly penetrated his body, the body of flesh and blood exploded, and the flesh and blood mixed with blood and spilled over. patio.

After solving Zhao Feng, Ye Chen looked at Zhou Ren, and at this time, Yunxiao's situation had become precarious.

Ye Chen frowned, raised his toes, held the broken iron rod on the ground in his hand, and threw it fiercely at Zhou Ren.

With Ye Chen's current physical body, his body weighed several tons of strength, and the speed of this iron rod was comparable to the speed of sound. It roared in the air, and long sparks shot out from the rod, like a small meteor, flying towards Zhou Ren. Shot away.

Facing Ye Chen's stick, Zhou Ren's complexion changed drastically. During the crisis, his body quickly retreated, and a stick with sparks flashed past Zhou Ren's body, smashing a wall not far away. A large hole several meters deep appeared not far away.

Zhou Ren heaved a sigh of relief, and as soon as he recovered, Ye Chen's figure appeared in front of him.

"Seven injuries fist."

Zhou Ren shouted, his face suddenly turned pale, the blood in his body was boiling violently, and he fisted at Ye Chen.

"The praying man's arm is a car.

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth raised a faint arc, and the blood qi in his whole body was violently transpiring, and he also slammed out with a punch. This punch was powerful, like a mountain and a river, and the world was changed.

With a very mysterious arc, the latter came first, and blasted Zhou Ren's body.

With a roar, Zhou Ren vomited a mouthful of blood, and flew out directly, limp to the ground with a weak breath.

Zhao Feng's face suddenly changed, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

In less than half an hour, the four innate masters were left alone, and the three renowned innate masters were killed by Ye Chen.

He alone can't even solve the Phantom, how can he fight Ye Chen.

"Escape, run away quickly."

Zhao Feng's face was full of horror. After blasting the Phantom away with a punch, he fled to the outside of the yard with a movement.

"I want to leave now. I asked my grandma if I did."

A murderous aura flashed in the eyes of Phantom, the fingers moved slightly, and the white and tender fingers were interspersed with black poisonous needles. The body was dancing slightly, and the poisonous needles turned into a ray of black light, which suddenly shot towards Zhao Feng's back. .

Zhao Feng waved his sleeves, trying to stimulate the zhenqi in his body, but the toxin lurking in his body broke out instantly, and the zhenqi in his body was disturbed. When his body became stiff, a few poisonous needles shot him. .

The dark purple toxin spread rapidly in Zhao Feng's body, directly corroding his nervous system, jet-black markings surfaced on the surface of the skin, and a strong pain sensation passed from the body.

Zhao Feng screamed, limp to the ground feebly, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

"Looking at you as a congenital, give you a joy."

Ye Chen raised his hand slightly, his fingers were like swords, and a sword light flashed in the air and shot Zhao Feng's heart.

Zhao Feng snorted, his body lost its vitality.

"Master Lu, I'm afraid this result will disappoint you."

Ye Chen turned his head, looked at Lu Yuan who was pale, and said lightly.

As Ye Chen's gaze swept across, everyone in the Lu Family who was present took a step back subconsciously, their eyes filled with panic.

At this moment, a very familiar aura appeared around, Ye Chen showed a solemn color on his face, and said lightly.

"Withered Wood, since it's here, why hide in hiding? It's hard to say that people who become dragons and tigers are all those who hide their heads and show their tails."

As Ye Chen's words just fell, a breeze drifted across the yard, and the silhouette of dead wood suddenly appeared in the yard, looking at Ye Chen indifferently.