My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Qi Shiyue and Mr. Shen walked in front, striding towards Ye Chen, their faces extremely gloomy.

"Qi Shiyue, I didn't expect you to actually dare to come out."

Ye Chen looked at Qi Shiyue walking over and said with a half-smile.

"Ye Chen, you are so brave, you dare to break into my Shen family."

A young man next to Qi Shiyue shouted sharply at Ye Chen.

"Who are you?"

Ye Chen asked casually.

"I am Shen Ling, Ye Chen, even if you are from the Ye family, you are so unruly in my Shen family. If you don't give my Shen family an explanation, you won't be able to leave here safely today."

Shen Ling said with a cold face.

There was a snap, and before Shen Ling could finish speaking, a cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and under the horrified gazes of everyone, he slapped Shen Ling on the face.

Shen Ling didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, so he was whipped away by Ye Chen. While he was still in the air, blood spurted out from his mouth, and two bloody teeth flew out.

The huge body directly hit the security guard behind him, and then fell to the ground.

"You...how dare you hit me."

Half of Shen Ling's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.

He never expected that as the young master of the Shen family, Ye Chen would dare to slap him in front of everyone.

This is simply a naked humiliation.

"If I don't kill you, even if it means giving face to the Shen family, who are you to be worthy of talking to me?"

Ye Chen said calmly.

"Grandpa, help...help, he is going to kill me."

The corners of Shen Ling's mouth were full of blood, and he cried towards Mr. Shen with a miserable look on his face.

"This is a disgraceful thing. Come on, give him to my husband."

Mr. Shen's face was extremely ugly. He waved his hand and asked the security guard on the side to help Shen Ling away.

"Young man, are you going too far? Although my Shen family is not as big as the Ye family, it has been passed down in Yanjing for decades. Even your grandfather Ye Weiguo would not dare to humiliate my Shen family like this."

Mr. Shen narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "If you don't give me an explanation today, just stay in my Shen family."

"Mr. Shen, I respect you as a hero. I, Ye Chen, am a person with clear grudges. Qi Shiyue framed me outside the Great Wall that day. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have died outside the Great Wall."

There was a flash of evil in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said calmly: "If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for destroying the Shen family."

When Qi Shiyue heard this, her expression changed.

"Ye Chen, this is between you and me and has nothing to do with the Shen family. If you want revenge, you can come to me."

Qi Shiyue took a step forward and said firmly to Ye Chen: "If anything happens, I, Qi Shiyue, will take care of it."

"Qi Shiyue, you don't think I really dare not kill you, do you?"

A strong killing intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said calmly: "A life for a life. If you dare to commit suicide here, the grudge between you and me will be cancelled."

Qi Shiyue's face changed slightly, and she couldn't help but feel tense when she looked at Ye Chen's eyes full of murderous intent.

Feeling the killing intent in Ye Chen, Qi Shiyue had no doubt that he really wanted her life.

"Shiyue, please step away. I want to see who dares to kill someone in my Shen family."

Mr. Shen's eyes widened, exuding a majestic aura, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Zhu, I'll leave it to you today."

"Mr. Shen, you are so polite. The Shen family has been very kind to me. The Shen family is in trouble today.

How can I be alone? "

A middle-aged man standing behind the crowd had a gleam in his eyes and walked out holding a long knife.

"Sword King Xiao Zhu?"

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

Xiao Zhu, the Sword King, is a long-established sword master in China and is known as the Sword King of China.

More than ten years ago, the Sword King relied on an iron sword to kill all the powerful enemies in the world. He was considered one of the most dazzling and powerful men in the world more than ten years ago.

However, a few years ago, Sword King Xiao Zhu had retired to the mountains and forests, and there had been no news about Xiao Zhu in the world for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhu, the sword king, was hiding in the Shen family.

"Young man, your strength is indeed very strong. If you were at your peak, it would be difficult for me to defeat you. However, you must have been seriously injured in the battle with many grandmasters some time ago. You must fight with me with a seriously injured body. war?"

Xiao Zhu looked at Ye Chen seriously and said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Zhu, King of Swordsmen, I have long admired your name. You are not yet in the top grade, so you are no match for me. If you leave now, I can let you go."

Ye Chen said casually.

"What an arrogant young man. I have already given you advice. In this case, I want to ask you why you can kill Ji Wenyuan."

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of Sword King Xiao Zhu, and he walked towards Ye Chen with the knife in hand.

As Xiao Zhu walked forward step by step, a sharp sword energy emanated from Xiao Zhu's body.

This sword energy was so strong that one could feel it from several meters away. There were traces of the sword energy cutting on the marble floor.

As Xiao Zhu walked three meters away from Ye Chen, suddenly, a bright light lit up in the sky. Xiao Zhu held a long knife and slashed at Ye Chen.

This sword is extremely ordinary, so ordinary that no energy is leaked out, and there is not even a bit of energy at all.

It was just an ordinary knife, no different from the knife used by ordinary people, not even a bit of knife spirit.

But looking at this knife, Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed.

A true swordsman's moves are extremely simple. Only a simple move can achieve the state of returning to nature.

There are no fancy moves, and there is no leakage of sword energy.

All of Xiao Zhu's true energy was condensed into this long sword, and each sword contained Xiao Zhu's extremely terrifying sword intention.

"Good knife."

A flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, he laughed, and punched him in the same direction.

Seeing that Ye Chen was not evading, but actually wanted to confront him head-on, a gloomy look flashed in Xiao Zhu's eyes, and the long knife in his hand suddenly dropped.

With a bang, the long knife collided with Ye Chen's arm, and there was a long, metallic sound.

The terrifying energy dispersed crazily towards the surroundings, and a soul-stirring sword energy vented towards the surroundings.

With a bang, Sword King Xiao Zhu took three steps back. Each step was as heavy as a mountain. A pair of canvas shoes left six shoe prints on the ground, which were five centimeters deep.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, only took a step back.

Although they are both low-level masters, the gap between the two can be seen with just this move.

"Your injuries have actually healed?"

Xiao Zhu's right hand holding the long knife trembled slightly, he looked straight at Ye Chen, and suddenly said. (To be continued)