Genius Daddy in the City

"I want to melt the benefactor's head, but I wonder if the benefactor is willing?"

As the old monk's voice fell, the atmosphere of the scene changed suddenly, and a strong wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground, and the fallen leaves were swept into the air.

Countless qi machines threw themselves at Ye Chen and the others.

"Old man, I found out that something is wrong with you!"

Lin Tai was furious, and took the lead in punching the old monk. The wind of the fist roared, and the shadow of the fist was unpredictable, like a cannonball.

However, the old monk didn't even look at it, he just took a step forward, and at this step, a tidal wave erupted from him.

"puff!"

Under the impact of this imposing manner, Lin Tai staggered back a few steps, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the old monk again in shock.

Ye Chen once passed on his "Sura Zhentian Killing" and some medicinal pills for cultivation. He has already broken through to the early stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

However, the old monk's mere aura knocked him back, his internal organs burned, as if he was being burned by fire, and his blood was surging.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly reminded: "My lord, be careful, the strength of this old thing is a bit scary!"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, and looked at the old monk: "Who sent you to kill me? Wumeng?"

"It's not the Wumeng, I'm only here for myself!"

The old monk shook his head.

"Wushuang, kill!"

Ye Chen snorted, then turned around and walked into the car, his expression extremely indifferent, as if he was describing a very ordinary thing.

It's just that his spiritual sense sensed that there are countless ancient warriors hidden around, and each of them is not low in strength.

The voice fell.

A sword intent erupted from Ye Wushuang, who was still motionless before, and the invisible sword energy surrounded him, forming a terrifying storm of sword energy around him, and the sound of sword whistling filled the air.

"This son is Jian Wushuang? His talent is amazing!"

"That's right, he comprehended the sword intent at a young age, and he can also divide the sword energy. It seems that the rumors are true!"

"I just don't know how the Rinpoche of Miyin Temple will deal with it?"

"Rinpoche was famous fifty years ago, and now he is at the peak of innate talent, the person who is closest to the threshold of martial arts supremacy, even Yang Junlin, who is the second in the list today, is not the enemy of his three strokes, and he is also good at hard qigong of Tantric sect, sword Wushuang's sword energy can't break through his defense!"

"..."

Almost at the same time, those experts who were hiding in every corner started to discuss one after another. They also came here for the Po Zong Pill after learning of the Wumeng's order to kill Ye Nankang.

It's just that because of Ye Nankang's reputation, everyone chose to remain silent. Only the old monk couldn't bear it and stood up first.

Now that the old and the new are fighting, one is over ninety years old and the other is eighteen years old, they can't help but secretly look forward to it.

"Infinite Life Buddha!"

The old monk clasped his hands together with a dignified look on his face, and then he saw that the cassock on his body shook like an umbrella, and the force of the tide wrapped him around him.

Most importantly, a golden energy phantom formed beside him, enveloping him like a bronze bell.

"If you can break through my golden bell cover, I will retreat!"

The old monk said with compassion.

"You don't have to go, save your life!"

Ye Wushuang looked indifferent.

As soon as these words came out, those hidden powerhouses sneered one after another, feeling very disapproving in their hearts. The lion's roar and the golden bell cover are the best at the esoteric sect in the snow area. When every lama practices, he will use the unique and secret alchemy of the esoteric sect. Body holy medicine to strengthen the body.

Although Ye Wushuang is strong, at most he can draw with Rinpoche and want to kill him? It was pure wishful thinking, even the old monk shook his head slightly, as if he didn't agree with Ye Wushuang's words.

next moment.

A thunder light lit up, it was a sword light, but the sword light was like electricity!

This sword light became brighter and brighter, like a soaring thunderbolt, illuminating the day even brighter, and the afterglow reflected by the sword light was even extremely dazzling.

this moment.

Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.

"Pfft!"

It fell with the sound of skin being ripped open.

Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and saw that there was an extra head on the ground, and a headless corpse in cassock. The corpse was still holding the alms bowl, motionless.

The whole world was as silent as death!

The old abbot of Miyin Temple, Rinpoche who is the closest to the Supreme Martial Arts, who is very good at golden bell jars, is dead!

One sword!

Just one sword!

There was no extra movement, and then this sword, not only broke Rinpoche's golden bell shield, but even beheaded his head with one sword!

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and a chill came down their backs.

"Clang!"

Return the long sword to its sheath!

Ye Wushuang walked straight into the car, and there was a little red blood on the spotless white clothes. The young man said calmly, "Brother, he's dead!"

Ye Chen nodded slightly, and then an astonishing killing intent erupted from him. This killing intent spread around, making countless strong men who were hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity feel cold all over their bodies!

An extremely indifferent voice sounded: "Who else wants to kill me, Ye? Stand up and let me see!"

This voice shook thousands of meters in a radius, extremely arrogant, domineering, and incomparable!

The air was dead silent.

No one speaks, and no one dares to speak!

"drive!"

Ye Chen glanced at Lin Tai.

Lin Tai woke up like a dream, hurriedly got into the driver's seat, started the car and slowly drove out of the street.

No one dares to make another move!

Even if they were once on the celestial list, even if they withdrew from the celestial list and have been cultivating for decades, they are regarded as old monsters.

But now!

Unanimously chose silence!

After watching the car disappear in front of his eyes, an old Taoist in tattered Taoist robes jumped onto the ground. This person looked at the old monk's body, and then at the direction in which the car disappeared, feeling terrified in his heart.

"Monster, two monsters!"

"Wumeng, this time it's been smashed to the sky!"

...

After Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang got on the plane, they sat directly by the window. At this time, the plane was already full of people.

As Wushuang sat down, he immediately attracted countless astonishing gazes, and everyone in the cabin, regardless of gender, turned their heads to look at him.

Obviously, he was amazed by Wushuang's handsome appearance.

However, Ye Wushuang didn't seem to feel these things, she stood still, her face was cold, and she exuded an aura of repelling people thousands of miles away, which made many people surprised and dared not come up to say hello.

Ye Chen gave him a strange look, and couldn't help laughing: "Sitting with you, I feel a lot of pressure!"

He is like a green leaf, all of which set off the red flowers of Wushuang, and there is a sour feeling in his heart.

Ye Wushuang smiled shyly upon hearing this.

At this time, the sound of the plane about to take off sounded on the plane radio, a woman in a beige dress came over, looked down at Ye Chen and said, "I'll buy your seat for five hundred yuan!"

(ps: Chapter 4, there is another chapter!)