My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Although Ye Chen killed seven or eight grandmasters in a row, he paid a high price. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was seriously injured.

Bone-deep scars were all over his body, and his aura was extremely low.

Ever since Ye Chen inherited the throne of Hades, this was the first time he was in such a mess.

If it had been another middle-grade grandmaster, he would have died long ago.

At this time, the remaining two masters looked at Ye Chen hesitantly, with a hint of amusement flashing in their eyes.

No matter how strong Ye Chen is, he is still a middle-grade master.

Even though his strength is comparable to that of a low-level master, killing so many middle-level masters will definitely consume a lot of energy.

What's more, Ye Chen resisted the attacks of many masters, and his body was almost shattered. It was obvious that he was already exhausted.

The most important thing is that if Ye Chen still had some energy left, he would not choose to stand here and talk nonsense with them.

In their opinion, Ye Chen's harsh words could only be a sign of weakness.

"Ye Chen, you are indeed a genius among the younger generation of China. You have actually killed several grandmasters of the same level. If you were in your heyday, I might not be able to take more than three moves."

A grandmaster in black clothes next to him said in a deep voice: "Unfortunately, you are seriously injured now, and your strength is probably not even 10% of what it was in its heyday. Hand over the Four Spirits Jade Pendant, and then use your body-training techniques." Tell me, and I can promise to let you go."

"Want the Four Spirits Jade Pendant and Kung Fu? Then come and get it in person."

A flash of sarcasm flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

"Boy, do you still want to bluff me?"

A sharp look flashed in the black-clothed grandmaster's eyes. He took a step forward and reached out to grab Ye Chen.

"cut."

Ye Chen's originally weak aura suddenly increased sharply, and the energy in his body was stimulated to the extreme, and then he slashed towards the black-clothed grandmaster with a sword.

A piercing whistling sound resounded between heaven and earth. As soon as the white sword energy rose into the sky, the void seemed to be chopped into pieces. In the eyes of the black-clothed grandmaster, only this sword energy and nothing else remained.

"Tiger Demon Fist."

The black-clothed master roared, his face full of ferocious color, and he punched out in the air.

A tiger-like shadow flashed from his fist and struck the sword energy in the sky.

With a stabbing sound, the sword light directly cut the tiger phantom in half, and then the light dimmed a little, shredding the black-clothed grandmaster's body-protecting aura, and struck him on the body.

With a bang, the black-clothed grandmaster was severely injured, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He flew directly backwards, flying for dozens of meters, and then fell to the ground, looking at it with a look of horror. Ye Chen.

"He's not dead yet."

Ye Chen panted slightly and felt the burning pain in his body. The true energy in his body had dried up to the extreme.

If Ye Chen was in his prime, this sword would be enough to kill a middle-level master.

Unexpectedly, it would only hit him hard now.

"There's only one left."

Ye Chen's eyes were full of killing intent, and he turned to look at the last grandmaster.

"Little brother Ye, I am Lin Song from the Xuanyuan Sect. I have offended you so much just now. I will leave now. I will never dare to be an enemy of little brother Ye from now on."

When the last grandmaster saw Ye Chen looking over, his face turned pale with fright, he gritted his teeth, and turned around and left.

Ye Chen's strength was so weird that he couldn't tell whether Ye Chen still had the strength to fight.

If he still has a trump card, he will definitely die if he takes action.

More than a dozen masters fell into Ye Chen's hands. Thinking of this,

Lin Song was almost scared to death. He only had the strength of a top-grade grandmaster, so how dare he attack Ye Chen.

Although the Four Spirits Jade Pendant is very important, it is not as important as one's own life after all.

"A mere high-ranking grandmaster of the Xuanyuan Sect still wants to leave?"

There was a sinister look in Ye Chen's eyes. If these masters hadn't ambushed him here, how could he have been seriously injured.

If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend them!

If you offend me, I will repay you a hundredfold!

Ye Chen took a deep breath, and golden rays of light came out from his body. He lightly stamped his feet, and the whole ground shook.

Then Ye Chen's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, turning into a golden stream of light, and just hit Lin Song who was running away.

Without using any Yuan Power, he relied on the power of his demigod body to hit him straight like Mount Tai.

Lin Song's face changed, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"That's too much to bully, Ye Chen. My father is the sect leader of the Xuanyuan Sect. If you kill me, our Xuanyuan Sect will definitely not let you go."

Lin Song shouted sharply.

"die."

Ye Chen's eyes showed strong murderous intent.

"Ye Chen, I'll fight you."

Lin Song's face was full of madness, and he shouted: "Xuan Yuan Sword."

As Lin Song finished speaking, dozens of small green swords floated in front of Lin Song, with a cold chill radiating from the swords.

"go."

Lin Song pointed at Ye Chen, and countless small green swords flew away. In mid-air, a huge green sword several feet long formed and slashed towards Ye Chen.

A fierce light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and without any retreat, he just ran straight into him.

With a bang, the moment the giant green sword came into contact with Ye Chen, it began to break inch by inch from the tip of the sword, and was directly smashed into pieces by Ye Chen.

"How can this be."

A look of horror flashed in Lin Song's eyes, and before he could speak, he was bumped into by Ye Chen.

Only Lin Song screamed, and all the bones in his body were smashed into pieces by Ye Chen. He didn't even have the slightest resistance, and was crushed into a ball of flesh by the power of Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen stopped where he was, panting slightly.

At this time, there were nearly ten corpses of masters around him.

In one day, Ye Chen killed dozens of Grandmasters outside the Great Wall.

Although this kind of feat may not be unprecedented, it is definitely unprecedented.

"This is really a serious injury."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, his face full of helplessness.

Killing these ten masters seems very simple, but Ye Chen paid a huge price. His demigod body was almost broken into pieces. His body was covered with scars and several bones were cracked. He didn't have a few months to cultivate. But come.

Coupled with the lack of energy in his body, if a few more masters come, Ye Chen will really have to answer here today.

"You have to leave quickly."

A solemn look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. While running the Immortality Mysterious Skill to restore his energy, he turned around and left quickly.

However, at this moment, Ji Wenyuan and Dugu Huangtian appeared in Ye Chen's sight.

"This is bad."

A sharp look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

Ji Wenyuan and Dugu Huangtian looked at the corpses on the ground and the messy battlefield, and their pupils shrank slightly.

Just by looking at the traces around, you can tell how brutal this battle was.

"Ye Chen, I underestimated you. The ant you were back then has grown to this point. You are much more evil than your father."

Ji Wenyuan took a deep breath, with a look of emotion on his face. (To be continued)