"Some Mingjin masters who practice foreign kung fu in the world can indeed take over the bullets ten meters away from the qiang, and you can deceive Brother Meng, but you can't deceive me."

"Know it, now kneel down and call Snake Master, I can save your life!"

The man caressed the letter from the green snake and looked at Ye Chen with a contemptuous look.

The strength of martial arts masters is divided into Mingjin, hiddenjin, and internaljin.

A master of dark power can catch bullets within ten meters, relying on his own strength and skills, but he must also do his best and catch one shot in a short time.

The Mingjin master is weaker. Only by reaching the peak of Mingjin and practicing special external skills, such as hard qigong, can you barely catch the bullets.

Ye Chen is only 24 or 5 years old. It is rare for such young people to cultivate dark energy. Each of them is a famous existence in the martial arts world. They are definitely not a reckless man like Ye Chen who only knows how to talk and seems to have no support.

Therefore, the man from the Green Snake concluded that Ye Chen should be at the peak of Mingjin and had practiced special skills.

Even if the opponent has really reached the dark force stage, he has just touched the threshold. How can he be his opponent?

"Mr. Ye, this is Shen Yilong, Senior Shen, who is nicknamed Longting Zhenjun, and is the ninth among the twelve geniuses in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. If Mr. Ye changes his mind now and agrees to follow me, it will be too late!"

Wang Meng was very proud of his talent and saw that Ye Chen was extremely powerful. Even if he was the Twelve Heavenly Kings, he might not be much worse than the Twelve Heavenly Kings. If he could take it for himself, he could sit more steadily in Hongwu Society, or even climb to a higher level.

Everyone behind him, including the disciples of Longtang and Shan Wen, took a breath when they heard Shen Yilong's name.

"This is the famous True Lord Long Ting, who ranks ninth among the twelve geniuses in Jiangsu and Zhejiang!"

"I heard that he had once quelled a warlord's armed forces from a big drug lord in the Golden Triangle region. Even the Dragon Head and the Lord of Shengyue League had to be polite when they saw him."

"Brother Meng actually invited such a strong man to deal with this little face. It seems that he is not an ordinary person!"

"So what, he is destined to be unable to survive!"

However, Ye Chen ignored the exclamation in the field and said coldly: "Either fight or get out, don't block my way!"

Wow!

Everyone was shocked again.

This kid is so good at pretending!

Zhenjun Long Ting took action himself, and he dared to speak out loud. He really didn’t know how the word "death" was written!

"Hehe, very good. Mr. Shen doesn't kill the nameless person. You can sign a letter first. Tomorrow night, we will sign a life and death certificate and see you on the underground arena of the Paradise in the Paradise!"

Shen Yilong's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body was full of murderous intent.

"You deserve to know my name?"

Ye Chen looked at him without squinting and said in a shocking voice: "Get out, you are not worthy of being my opponent."

Arrogant.

Extremely arrogant!

Originally, Wang Meng brought people here just to make a strong sense, trying to scare Ye Chen, but not to take action in public. After all, even if he is the lord of the Dragon Hall, he would not dare to take action in broad daylight and despise the law.

Shen Yilong's idea is simpler. He can bet on wai and make a big profit. In addition, Wang Meng will also pay a high appearance fee when he takes action this time. In addition, he can also move his muscles and bones. After all, the master of Mingjin is not a cabbage, and he hasn't met it for a long time.

However, Ye Chen's words were equivalent to forcing the other party into a desperate situation and slapped them in the face in public.

It's simply unbearable.

"Bad, you're looking for death!"

Chen Yilong shouted with a grim voice, and his voice was astonishing as a snake's roar. He took two steps at three steps at a time, and a distance of more than ten meters was like a dragonfly squinted in the blink of an eye.

"There are no more than nine people in the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang who can take over ten moves from me, and you will definitely not be among them!"

Chen Yilong has 32 this year. He broke through the strength of the hidden power three years ago and stepped down a warlord armed force in the Golden Triangle region. He became famous in one battle. He was named the Twelve Prides of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, ranking ninth.

The Ming and powerful men he had fought against could not count one hand, and there were some of the dark and powerful men, but he never looked down on him as young as Ye Chen. After all, what kind of ability would a boy who had not even grown hair be able to grow.

However, Chen Yilong was a jianghu after all, and he used all his strength as soon as he made a move. His two white and thin hands, with sharp nails, were like snakes, and they were stalked at Ye Chen like snakes dancing. It was airtight and was exhausted.

"Awesome, I can't even see the moves of the Lord Long Ting."

"A master is a master, too fast and too strong."

The hundreds of people watching were staring intently, afraid that Ye Chen would fall to the ground and die if he missed any scene.

Chen Yilong walked vigorously like the wind, and took nine moves in his five breaths. Wherever he passed, the cars parked on the side and the iron railings were all twisted and deformed, and even faint footprints were left on the ground, which was terrifying.

The opponent beat him nine times, and Ye Chen retreated nine times.

In this situation, to outsiders, I think Ye Chen's skills are not as good as others and is about to lose to Shen Yilong.

However, Chen Yilong was a little surprised at this moment, because he moved his hands together and almost tried his best.

Although the other party was retreating, his pace was relaxed and not at all messy.

More importantly, the man used only one hand to defend himself and resolved all nine moves, and even his clothes were not damaged at all.

Could it be that the opponent's strength has really entered the dark energy, or he is even more powerful than dark energy...

"You hit me nine moves, and I'll give you a punch!"

Ye Chen smiled, and while his steps stopped, his right hand slightly moved from bottom to top. An invisible energy that looked like ice and cold swords swelled out from his body, causing Chen Yilong's whole body to tremble, and the for the first time a surprised and fearful color appeared between his eyebrows.

"Shock through the clouds!"

A faint sound may not be heard by others, but it fell into Shen Yilong's ears, like a Hong Zhong Dalu that penetrated the sky.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The air seemed to be torn apart by the power of Ye Chen's punch.

Chen Yilong only felt that the fist in front of him was carrying violent power, as if it was a natural disaster, and could it be resisted by human power?

He wanted to be low-end, but he couldn't find any flaws or room for defense. In the end, he could only fold his arms in front of him and catch Ye Chen's attack.

Click to scratch!

Two crisp sounds followed.

After one blow, Chen Yilong stood there in a defensive position with both arms, and Ye Chen also stopped, with his hands behind his back, strolling past Chen Yilong.

"Cheng Hao, let's go home!"

Ye Chen said lightly, sitting in the taxi calmly, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Go home? Oh, okay, okay!"

Cheng Hao's mind was blank, he just nodded mechanically and then started the car.

"Why don't you fight?"

"Can't let him go!"

"King Chen Tian, ​​why haven't you taken action yet? Kill him!"

The melon-eating crowd was shouting, and the disciples of Longtang were shouting.

A puff!

Chen Yilong finally moved, raised his head high, spit out a mouthful of blood towards the sky, and then collapsed heavily on the ground.

It is not difficult for people with sharp eyes to find that Chen Yilong's hands that killed countless people and rely on for fame have been spread softly on the ground like willow catkins. Obviously, there have been countless broken sections.

"One, one move!"

"The twelve geniuses of Jiangsu and Zhejiang are instantly abolished, the true king of Long Ting!"

On February 19, 2019, at 7:36 pm, Ye Chen instantly destroyed Chen Yilong, one of the twelve geniuses of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and became famous in one battle.

However, at that time, many people did not know Ye Chen's true identity.

The scene was silent, only the taxi where Ye Chen was moving.

However, wherever he passed, all the disciples of the Dragon Hall avoided him, just like the head of state inspecting. The strong came out of the mountain, with unparalleled domineering and no one could compete with him.

"At this time tomorrow, I want Ningyuan to be more in my name. If you have any objections, you will be like a Shen Yilong."

When the taxi passed by Wang Meng, Ye Chen said without squinting his eyes, and then slowly raised the window.
Chapter completed!