Metropolis: I Became The Rich Second-generation Villain

The Panlong Silk is made by Long Qianshan's infuriating energy and special means. When steel touches the Panlong Silk, it will be easily cut by the Panlong Silk, not to mention the flesh and blood.

Long Qianshan wrapped up Ye Xuantian with coiled dragon silks spread over several tens of meters, only thinking that the battle was a foregone conclusion.

However, when Long Qianshan controlled the Panlong Silk and slowly gathered it to the shape of a cocoon that just wrapped a person, it could not continue to gather it.

It seems that a terrifying force is blocking it.

Long Qianshan's secret path is bad.

Sure enough, the next moment, the silkworm cocoon woven from the coiled dragon silk actually showed vertical marks.

Ye Fan opened the cocoon with his hand and walked out of it.

His whole body was not damaged even his clothes, so don't mention that it hurt him.

The face of Long Qianshan's bronze complexion instantly turned pale.

On the river bank, the people watching the battle were also dumbfounded.

With a fierce reputation, Long Qianshan's strongest killer move, who had been known to have moved the world ten years ago, could not hurt Ye Xuan's talent? !

"Unexpectedly, this ordinary-looking young man is actually Master Ye." Zuoqiu Luoyan's immature face was full of shock and consternation.

"People can't look good, and what I didn't expect is that even Long Qianshan can't help him. Now that Long Qianshan's strongest killer has been used, it seems that this decisive battle is about to be won." Zuo Old man Qiu sighed:

"That little friend named Wang is right. The top ten martial arts families in Cangzhou, all of them are far from enough for Master Ye to fight. Fortunately, I listened to him at the beginning."

"It's over, I'm going to die." Zuoqiu Chen Yu's delicate face was full of distressed colors.

He placed a heavy bet to buy Long Qianshan to win. He thought he would make a lot of money, but he didn't know that Ye Xuantian was so strong that even Long Qianshan was invincible.

"Sister, how much did you suppress?" Zuo Qiu Luoyan asked curiously.

Hearing this, the old man Zuoqiu also looked at this granddaughter curiously.

In order to make up for this granddaughter, the old man Zuoqiu was very fond of Zuoqiu Chenyu and allowed her to control Zuoqiu's money at will.

"I..." Zuoqiu Shenyu stubbornly didn't dare to say it.

The old man Zuoqiu saw this granddaughter's look, his old face twitched, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

This eldest granddaughter won't throw in all the wealth of the Zuoqiu family, right? !

Zuoqiu Chen Yu was very regretful at the moment, and secretly said that he was indeed a prodigal.

At the beginning, she took over the position of raising her grandfather and became the big sister, who had some family background.

But because of investment and continuous losses, the property left by grandfather will die, all of which are almost lost.

Now I found my grandfather, thinking that it should be transported.

I don't know, it's really not as good as heaven to go back to the old path.

On the river bank, except for the three of Zuoqiu's family, the others were also very surprised by the current situation.

No one thought that Ye Xuantian, who was far less famous than Long Qianshan, had such terrifying strength.

And Ye Wuhen, who was sitting on the small boat in the river watching the battle, was also trembling.

She is Long Qianshan's opponent, and she knows Long Qianshan much better than others.

Compared with ten years ago, Long Qianshan's strength has greatly improved, and now he has steadily entered the realm of terrestrial immortals, which can be called the ultimate martial art.

Ye Wuhen was able to defeat Long Qianshan ten years ago, but after witnessing this battle, he asked himself that he had a very slim chance of winning against Long Qianshan.

The reason is that she was distracted by mundane things, and she was still caring about her appearance, spending Zhen Qi to delay aging.

And Long Qianshan has nothing to do with him, and he devotes himself to martial arts.

In ten years, the gap between the two has widened.

If a decisive battle as promised, Ye Wuhen knows how fierce he is.

But fortunately, although Long Qianshan was strong, Ye Xuantian was even stronger.

If Ye Xuantian could severely damage Long Qianshan, or kill Long Qianshan directly, then he wouldn't have to face the day of the decisive battle with Long Qianshan.

Ye Wuhen couldn't detect the ferocious aura from Ye Xuantian's body.

Regardless of the safety of Yan Country, Long Qianshan insisted on decisive battle with himself, this Ye Xuantian might not be such a person.

If Ye Xuantian wants to rank first, then give it to him.

For Ming Ye Wuhen, he doesn't really care.

That Long Qianshan is different, he is a martial arts lunatic, he has no principles in doing things, and he doesn't care about that much at all.

If Long Qianshan died in today's battle, it would definitely be a good thing for Ye Wuhen.

Ye Wuhen continued to stare at the battle in the field with this kind of expectation.

Ye Fan pulled away the cocoon and walked out, stepping on the surface of the river and looking at the pale Long Qianshan Mountain, and commented:

"Your plate of dragon silk is a bit of a genius, but it's a pity that the gap between you and me is too big. However, to a certain extent, you are a respectable opponent, and you are qualified to die in my hands."

When the words fell, Ye Fan slowly floated up, as if being lifted up by an invisible force.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

Boom!

The dark clouds were surging, the rain dripped, and a thunder blasted straight down from the sky.

Immediately, a few feet in front of Ye Fan's fingertips, gathered into a one-foot-diameter thunderball.

Above the river bank, everyone was shocked.

To mobilize the power of heaven and earth, this is beyond the realm of terrestrial immortals.

"You...you are the holy realm!" Long Qianshan's pupils shook sharply.

The terrestrial immortal can be called the strongest on the ground, and the strong in the holy realm can travel from the sky and mobilize the power of the heaven and the earth.

"Holy Realm?" Ye Fan smiled faintly, did not respond, just said: "I used the five successful powers to take your life, which is regarded as respect for you. Do you have a last word?"

Long Qianshan had a clogged throat and couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't give him time, so he flicked.

Thunderball locked Long Qianshan and shot away.

In an instant, Long Qianshan only felt a threat of death coming.

I want to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts, is it going to fall?

People die, but there is nothing left.

It’s not your own power, so what?

Without this life, what about the pursuit of peak martial arts to the top?

At this moment, Long Qianshan thought a lot.

In the desire to survive, Long Qianshan drove him, the power that did not belong to him in the dantian.

When the thunderball was about to reach Long Qianshan, a light blue air sword several feet long condensed in an instant.

The Qi sword touched the thunder ball, slashed the thunder ball, and immediately shot towards Ye Fan, who looked indifferent.

Ye Fan's calm eyes suddenly trembled, and he didn't anticipate this situation at all.

But even in a hurry, driven by the instinctive fighting consciousness, the figure floating in the air flashed, and evaded in a thrilling manner.

However, the light blue air sword followed immediately.

Ye Fan quickly judged that the Qi machine had been locked by the Qi Sword, and it was inevitable.

In full view, Ye Fan didn't want to escape.

Ye Fan immediately made a decision, running all auras, and arranging heavy defenses in front of him.

However, the light blue aura sword was like a broken bamboo, after breaking through various defenses, it still penetrated Ye Fan's body.

Ye Fan vomited blood, his figure fell from mid-air, and plunged into the river water.

And the light blue Qi sword that pierced through Ye Fan, the remaining power fell on the surface of the river, and it directly plowed the fifty-foot-long water surface of the Chunshen River.

For a few seconds, the mud at the bottom of the Chunshen River, which was more than ten feet deep, was even visible.

The river water that was ploughed out slapped towards the river bank.

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