My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

The drizzle filled the river and enveloped Ye Chen.

Qianhun Taoist stretched out his hand to grab it, and the drizzle suddenly burst into dazzling light, turning into thin rain swords, leaning towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's mind tightened, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart. Then the blood in his body soared to the sky, and Ye Chen's sharp aura could be felt from a long distance away.

With a bang, Ye Chen punched out, and the whole world was shaken. White fists shot up into the sky, shattering all the rain swords in the sky.

"Such a strong Qi strength, worthy of a long-established master."

Ye Chen looked at the traces of blood on his palms, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

With the power of his punch, he was unable to gain an advantage when facing Taoist Qianhun's attack. Instead, he was at a slight disadvantage.

After all, Qianhun Taoist is a strong man who has been a master for decades. In terms of the strength of the true energy and the techniques of using it, it is far beyond what a new master like him can compare with.

Ye Chen only relied on the mystery of the Immortal Mystical Skill and the physical body of a demigod to be able to compete with Taoist Qianhun.

"Sure enough, he has some strength. It's worth my while to come here in person."

Taoist Qianhun laughed loudly, with a fiery look flashing in his eyes.

He originally thought that at Ye Chen's age, even if he was a new master, how strong would he be?

If an ordinary grandmaster faced him, he would probably have killed him long ago with just a few moves.

But he didn't expect that all three of his attempts were blocked by Ye Chen, and there were no obvious injuries. Instead, he suffered a hidden loss.

"If you have any other skills, feel free to use them."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, with a hint of indifference flashing in his eyes.

"What a arrogant young man."

Taoist Qianhun's eyes condensed, and the black energy rolled around him. He waved his sleeves, and the surging river water rose into the sky, turning into a sharp sword.

This sharp sword was made purely from the condensation of river water. It was crystal clear. The fingertips of the water sword exuded a sharp cold light under the sunlight.

Ye Chen's face changed, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

These water swords are all condensed by the Qianhun Taoist's true energy. They are extremely condensed. There are probably hundreds of water swords in front of Ye Chen.

Taoist Qianhun has shown his true skills now.

At this time, many grandmasters who were watching felt the sharp sword energy, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"This Taoist Qianhun's use of Qi has actually reached such an extent."

The face of the Grandmaster of the Baji Sect changed and he said in a deep voice.

"Controlling five hundred water-colored swords requires a lot of true energy, and it also requires a lot of spiritual consciousness. Taoist Changxu, I don't know how many water swords you can control."

One of the masters looked at a middle-aged Taoist wearing Taoist robes.

Taoist Changxu is a very famous and powerful person in the entire ancient martial arts world. He comes from a famous and upright sect like Wudang, and he is the youngest disciple of the Wudang leader. He is second to none in terms of strength and status.

Among the group of masters who came to watch the battle, Taoist Changxu was among the top few.

"Taoist Qianhun has been famous for a long time. Even I can't match the skill of controlling water into a sword. Even if I try my best, I probably won't be able to control five hundred water swords. Only my senior brother can take action. , Only then can we compare with Qianhun Taoist."

Taoist Changxu took a deep breath and said with emotion.

Everyone's expressions condensed. Taoist Changxu's senior brother was the head of Wudang and a famous grandmaster in the ancient martial arts world. How could they compare to them.

"This young man, Ye Chen, is the son of Emperor Yun. Since he dares to challenge, I'm afraid he still has some backup plans."

A strange look flashed in the eyes of one of the grandmasters, and he suddenly spoke.

"Even if we face such power, it would be difficult for us to resist, let alone such a young grandmaster like him."

Many masters shook their heads, with a look of doubt flashing in their eyes.

Those who can come here to watch the battle are some relatively strong veteran masters, and they are somewhat confident in their own strength.

Even they could barely resist Qianhun Taoist's attack.

Ye Chen is so young, how can he be stronger than them even if he becomes a master?

At this time, on the Huangpu River, five hundred sharp water swords were suspended out of thin air in front of Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, please take over my technique of controlling water and turning it into a sword."

Taoist Qianhun laughed, waved his sleeves, and a total of five hundred water swords poured towards Ye Chen.

The water swords filled the sky screamed, and then the water swords turned into long dragons, exuding sharp sword energy, and then shot towards Ye Chen.

"Well come."

Under the pressure of the sharp sword energy, the true energy in Ye Chen's body began to circulate crazily, and the surging blood energy roared in Ye Chen's body like thunder.

"Death."

Ye Chen shouted in his heart, and then punched out.

A wind of death suddenly blew across the Huangpu River, and the temperature of the air around him dropped by dozens of degrees. Then the black air of death directly froze the long water sword dragon in front of him.

A long black crystal dragon that was dozens of feet long was suspended on the Huangpu River, and then exploded.

Taoist Qianhun's pupils shrank slightly, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of punch is this? I've only seen it in my life."

Taoist Qianhun said with a surprised look on his face.

"This fist is called Nirvana, which means the decay of all things."

Ye Chen didn't have anything to hide.

"What a death. If you don't die today, just with this punch, you will definitely have a place among the Chinese masters."

Taoist Qianhun said with emotion.

"If you want me to die, then it depends on what abilities you have."

Ye Chen let out a long roar, which shocked all directions.

"Ye Chen, do you really think that was my real strength just now? You really underestimate me."

A glimmer of light flashed in Taoist Qianhun's eyes, he raised his hands and shouted in a low voice: "Get up."

The Huangpu River suddenly trembled, and then a series of water swords rose into the sky from the river. The number was more than double that of before. Thousands of crystal swords were suspended in the air.

Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed.

Ye Chen was extremely reluctant to use the five hundred water swords just now.

Ye Chen definitely couldn't catch these thousands of long swords by himself.

"Ye Chen, my water sword is twice as big as before. Let me see how you take it."

A hint of indifference flashed in Taoist Qianhun's eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Qianhun waved his sleeve, and immediately countless sword energy shot towards Ye Chen.

Thousands of sword energy almost covered the entire sky.

"I didn't expect to use this mirror flower and water moon so soon."

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and sighed.

As Ye Chen finished speaking, Jing Hua Shui Yue suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's hand, exuding a powerful sword energy. (To be continued)