My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

The middle-aged man looked as usual, with his hands behind his back. After taking this step, there was no extra movement, so he looked at Ye Chen quietly.

Ye Chen frowned, the vitality in his body was running to its extreme, and the rushing blood qi was agitated in the flesh and blood, and the huge physical force directly opened up the shackles of space. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said with a look of fear: Being in harmony with the world and controlling the power of the world, you really deserve to be the master of Dragon Tiger Mountain."

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "You can break free from my shackles. No wonder you have the power to kill my disciples. You have such strength at such an age. You are really a brilliant talent. If you are willing to join me in Longhushan, we can discuss this matter later."

"It's a wishful thinking to want me to worship Dragon Tiger Mountain."

Ye Chen curled his lips and sneered.

"If you don't know what is good or bad, then don't blame my ruthless men."

The middle-aged man's face was slightly gloomy, and his voice said sharply.

Now that he had already forged a grudge, he would naturally not understand the principle of eradicating the roots.

Ye Chen's talent is simply the second Ye Tianyun, even better. If he grows up in a few years, and the world is so big, I am afraid that few people can overcome him. By then, there will be no dragons and tigers. The footing of the mountain.

As the master of Longhushan, since the mistake has been made, he can't help but turn his head.

Ye Chen felt the murderous intent looming on the middle-aged man, and his face suddenly became a little dignified.

The person in front of him was the strongest person Ye Chen had encountered except for the main gods, even stronger than the main **** who had not unblocked all his powers.

The middle-aged man suddenly walked towards Ye Chen three steps in a row. A strong gale blew around Ye Chen, and the vast world and earth shrouded Ye Chen with an extremely terrifying power.

With a crisp sound, countless cracks followed Ye Chen's soles, spreading densely towards the fourth quarter, and the green veins on Ye Chen's forehead appeared, and the strong pressure even made Ye Chen unable to move.

"Although you have entered the innate, you are only just getting started. The mystery of the innate is only a glimpse of the fur, but with your strength, being able to take on my three steps has already impressed me."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, his face showed a touch of admiration.

"You have a lot of nonsense."

Ye Chen's eyes were shining with scarlet killing intent, and a terrifying power radiated from his body. Ye Chen gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Broken."

The dark divine power circulated in the body, like a awakened giant beast, screaming towards the sky, and the power of the world bound to Ye Chen disappeared in an instant.

A stunned look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, he looked at Ye Chen with a gloomy expression, and said solemnly: "This is the aura of those Western gods. How can you, a Chinese, have their power?"

"You don't need to care about this matter. You should care more about yourself."

Ye Chen grinned and walked out of the pit with one foot, a chill flashed in his eyes.

"Sora You Power doesn't understand the rules, just a brash man."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said lightly.

"Your tone is really big."

A flash of cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and with a volley punch, he blasted towards the middle-aged man, and a dark fist appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

"Many arm as a car."

A gloomy color flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his right hand stretched out from his sleeve. The white and tender hand was not like a man's hand, and he grabbed the black fist so straight.

An extremely strange spatial force was released from the middle-aged man's hand, and one hand directly crushed his fist.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and when his figure moved, he appeared behind him and punched out.

The middle-aged man seemed to have eyes behind him, his body moved slightly, and the fingers of his left hand volleyed on Ye Chen's fist.

With a dull sound, the earth cracked, the wind rolled back, and the air between the two became distorted.

Ye Chen snorted and took two steps backward, his eyes full of solemnity.

The middle-aged man's figure only took a half step back, and the gap between the two was quite obvious.

"This grandmaster of Longhushan is afraid that he has reached the state of innate perfection."

Ye Chen frowned, his eyes full of solemnity.

"The strength in your body is very strong, strong enough to threaten me."

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen and said faintly: "But you have power but you don't know how to use the rules. It's a waste of this body's power."

"It's not up to you to understand or not."

Ye Chen took a deep breath and said indifferently.

"When manpower is exhausted, there is no way to compare with the power of the world. Today, I will teach you for your father."

A touch of terrifying power surged from the middle-aged man, pulling the power of heaven and earth, squeezing Ye Chen from all directions, unexpectedly more turbulent than the previous few times.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and the divine power in his body was running to the extreme, but at this moment, the middle-aged man stepped forward and appeared in front of Ye Chen, slapped Ye Chen with a fluttering palm.

Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed, gritted his teeth, raised his fist and greeted him.

With fists and palms facing each other, Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, his figure suddenly retreated three steps, his throat was sweet, and his face was slightly flushed.

With the palm of the middle-aged man, it seemed that the whole world was slapped towards Ye Chen, and he couldn't stop it at all with his current strength.

After all, he inherited Pluto's divine position for too short a time, and he is not very familiar with the use of divine power, otherwise, even if he can't beat him today, he shouldn't be so embarrassed.

The middle-aged man took a look outside at this time, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then said faintly: "You killed my two disciples for your father's sake. Today I will abolish your cultivation."

The middle-aged man stepped out of his figure, and the infuriating energy of the stormy sea carried the might of the world, and he patted Ye Chen.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and rushed up with a low growl.

But this person is too powerful, and his control of power is obviously much higher than him.

"Where did the old monster pop up, this is too strong."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"No matter how you struggle, today's ending will not change."

The middle-aged man was a little impatient on his face. Although his realm was much higher than Ye Chen, he suppressed his cultivation a lot in order not to be noticed by Ye Tianyun.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen's physical body was really strong and weird, and coupled with the terrifying power in his body, although he had the upper hand, he only suppressed Ye Chen and could not cause fatal damage.

This is Ye Tianyun's site after all, and it will be very dangerous if it drags on.

Although Ye Tianyun would be aware of using all his strength, he couldn't care about so much at this time.

He is confident that there is an 80% chance that he can be killed before Ye Tianyun arrives.

A dignified color appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and a very terrifying power emerged from his body, making Ye Chen's face uncontrollable.

"Damn it, it seems I can only use it."

A madness flashed across Ye Chen's face, urging the sword-raising gourd on his body, and a domineering sword aura directly radiated from his body, spreading towards the world.

Within a radius of several tens of feet, the sword spirit is bleak, and the killing intent is full.

The face of the middle-aged man changed for the first time.