Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

As Ye Chen got up, all eyes instantly gathered, looking at this young man in his early twenties in disbelief.

After seeing Alonla's strength, everyone thought that this young man was just grandstanding.

"Brother Ye, do you want to be my enemy?"

At this time, Song Yi frowned slightly, looking at Ye Chen with great displeasure, in his eyes, although Ye Chen showed the strength of a Xuan-level martial artist, Master Yao, who was close to a ground-level martial artist, was not an opponent of Alonla, what qualifications did he have to challenge his authority.

After Alonla beat Master Yao, Song Yi already regarded himself as the underground faucet of Jiangnan City.

Ye Chen said calmly: "Ten million US dollars, can you buy my life?"

How did Song Yi know that although Ye Chen left, he heard the conversation between him and Alon La clearly.

"Hmph!" Song Yi snorted coldly: "Ye Chen, I treat you as a brother in vain, you still want to break Yu Fei's leg, since you already know, I am not afraid to tell you, if you don't give me an explanation today, you don't want to leave this Dongyue Tower."

Ye Chen's sword eyebrows raised slightly, leaving everyone with a weird smile, and then with his hands behind his back, he walked step by step along the stairs of the attic to the ring.

Looking at Ye Chen, who was walking to the ring step by step, the thin monkey felt that he didn't know him at all.

When Ye Chen stood in the ring, the surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

At this time, the bald Liu couldn't help but sneer: "Zhao Feng, you don't want to be the leader and want to go crazy, you actually let a young man come out for you." The

eighth master also mocked: "Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng, now that Xicheng is up to me, you still want to resist temporarily." "

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At this time, Song Yi upstairs in Dongyue shouted at Alonla: "Alonla, I have prepared 10 million US dollars."

Hearing the 10 million US dollars, Alonla's eyes showed excitement, and he looked at Ye Chen with a small jump on the spot, and said arrogantly: "Young man, I only need one punch to let you lie in the hospital bed for three years and five years."

"With your three-legged cat's Muay Thai, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me?" Ye Chen slowly stretched out a hand: "To deal with you, just one hand."

"You are looking for death!" Alonla's eyes were like falcons, with Sen Han's killing intent: "Huaxia boy, I will break your limbs in the name of the King of Muay Thai and throw you into the waterfall."

Looking at the scene in front of him, the injured Master Yao concluded: "As long as one move, this young man who doesn't know the height of the sky will definitely die." In

his eyes, Ye Chen, who had no true qi, walked up, which was tantamount to a moth to a fire.

The thin monkey held his breath, his eyes widened, and he grabbed Leng Feng's arm, he originally just wanted to come to see the boxing match, but he didn't expect Ye Chen to stand in the ring: "Brother Leng Feng, Ye Chen will be fine, right?" Leng Feng

was eyes like a torch: "Mr. Ye will not do things that he is not sure of." In

the next second, I saw Alonla's feet violently exert force, and his body jumped high, like an antelope hanging horns and kicking down from the air.

"Bang!"

there was a loud bang, sawdust flew, and a human-shaped hole appeared in the place where he landed, and the turbulent river began to spread down the hole into the ring.

In the midst of an exclamation, he found that Ye Chen was standing in the ring unharmed, only to see him slowly raise his hand, and a strange pattern appeared between his five fingers.

"Is this magic?"

Alonla watched in disbelief as the river beneath his feet rose out of thin air, condensing into a transparent sword in the young man's hand.

"Go!"

Ye Chen pointed with his hand, and the sword shadow condensed by the river water shot out from Ye Chen's hand, heading straight for Alonla.

"Break it for me!" Facing the galloping sword shadow, Alonla leaped, and the figure spun in the air, directly facing the sword shadow.

"Poof!"

A blood mist exploded, and the transparent sword shadow fell on the ring, and the heavy ring was actually split in two, split in the river.

Ye Chen stood on a wooden stake with his hands in his hands, and stared indifferently at the dead dog-like Alonla.

The river breeze hit, the windbreaker fluttered, and there was a dead silence on the Dongyue Tower.

With just one move, the Muay Thai master Alonla actually collapsed into the river without any resistance.

"Gathering qi into a sword, this is the means of a ground-level powerhouse!" Master Yao stared at Ye Chen's figure in shock, his eyes were full of horror, this young man who was completely ignored by him turned out to be a ground-level powerhouse.

"Boss Liu, after today, I'm afraid that you will bow to Zhao Feng, and it is best to take the initiative to apologize to him. The middle-aged man beside the bald Liu immediately said.

At this moment, Song Yi sat on the chair with a pale face, looking at Ye Chen's figure, as if he had lost his soul.

At this moment, Song Yu, who was carrying 10 million US dollars, flew up to Dongyue Tower and said to Song Yi: "Dad, 10 million US dollars is ready, and you can let Alon pull it."

At this time, Ye Chen had already walked back to Dongyue Tower with his hands in his hands, reappeared on the third floor, and looked at Song Yi and his son with interest.

Seeing Ye Chen appear, no one in the big guys on the third floor dared to speak out.

"Yufei, don't blame Dad!" A touch of ruthlessness appeared in Song Yi's eyes: "Ah Qiang, break one of his legs!"

"Dad, what's going on?" Song Yufei looked at Song Yi puzzled.

Ah Qiang walked in front of Song Yufei and landed with one foot, only to hear a scream of "ah", and Song Yufei was trampled on a broken leg.

Song Yi walked up to Ye Chen with a smile on his face: "Brother Ye, is this result satisfactory?"