Seeing his personal guard drinking and leaning against the window to comment on the women passing by outside, Ye Chen sighed, picked up a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp regardless of the boiling water. The tea leaves in the cup were chewed to pieces.
Swallow.
Feeling the taste of tea in his mouth, he nodded. He felt that the tea suited his taste. He was about to ask the waiter to find out what kind of tea it was when he suddenly heard someone from the guard at the window saying strangely:
"Look, there's a little lady in the carriage throwing a handkerchief, and it's embroidered in red... Wait, that's blood!"
"Hey, it's really blood, how can there be blood?"
Ye Chen frowned slightly and subconsciously stood up and walked to the window. He saw an ordinary carriage passing by on the street near the window. He caught a glimpse of the carriage and saw that the faintly exposed corner of the carriage's curtain was pulled up. His ears moved slightly and he heard a sound in the car.
The woman's scream was immediately followed by the sound of someone covering her mouth.
Look at the silk scarf with beautiful patterns embroidered on the ground behind the car. There is a trace of blood on the pink silk scarf, which is particularly conspicuous on the clean silk scarf.
After just one glance and the sound he heard, Ye Chen immediately realized that there was something wrong with the carriage and shouted:
"Block that carriage for me!"
At the same time, the hand holding the window bent his fingers, and he crushed the window frame made of hard solid wood, grabbed an arm-long wooden strip, and threw it towards the front of the carriage.
With a sharp roar, the wooden stick flew out like an arrow from the string and hit the horse pulling the cart. With a muffled sound, the wooden stick as thick as an arm directly penetrated the head of the war horse, and it fell down without even a grunt.
, led the carriage to slide forward a few meters and stopped, while the carriage behind used the inertia to rush forward, and was pulled by the lasso hanging on the horse's back. It tilted to the side and crashed into the street shop where the horse ropes were tied.
Pillar.
At this moment, the window on one side of the carriage opened, and a burst of purple energy flew out, shattering the stone pillars. With the help of this reaction force, the carriage bounced away, circled half a circle around the dead horse, and stopped diagonally.
At this time, eight of Ye Chen's personal guards had rushed out of the restaurant and surrounded the carriage. One of them shouted loudly:
"The carriage was searched on the captain's order, and the people inside came out immediately."
Before he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage opened, and a tall, tall and thin man, dressed as a scholar in Tsing Yi, who looked like a refined middle-aged scholar, walked out of the carriage. The middle-aged man was elegant in manner, fair and thin.
With a smile on his face, he looked like a frail middle-aged scholar.
But the moment he appeared, Ye Chen's heart rang with alarm, as if a man-eating beast had just appeared in the world from another world, bringing him tremendous pressure.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his powerful eyesight fell on the Tsing Yi scholar regardless of the pressure. When his eyes fell on the pair of particularly eye-catching eyes under his thick eyebrows, he discovered the evil and cruelty hidden under the appearance of the frail scholar.
At this moment, it seemed that he was aware that he was observing him. The scholar in green clothes suddenly raised his head, his eyes glowed with a sharp gaze, and a circle of purple light suddenly appeared in his eyes, which was extremely strange and terrifying.
"Master Master!"
Ye Chen's eyes became extremely solemn, and suddenly he pressed his hand on the window sill, and a brick under his palm exploded to pieces. He jumped out of the restaurant, like an iron tower falling, and a stone slab on the ground was crushed to pieces with a 'bang'.
, striding towards the Tsing Yi scribe.
The closer he got to the Tsing Yi scribe, he felt a strange pressure arise spontaneously, oppressing his spirit. He knew that this was the unique spiritual force field of the masters in this world, and it was also the key to the masters crushing the innate masters.
However, this pressure seems to have no effect on him, or it cannot suppress his pure Yang soul.
In terms of mental power, he is not bad. To be precise, the quality of the pure Yang spirit is higher than anyone else in this world. Even the strong man from Shattering Void can't compare to it. The only thing that can't compare is that he can't attract this mental power.
When you come out, you can't use your own mental power to suppress your opponents like the masters of this world.
Slowly walking up to the scholar in Tsing Yi, Ye Chen looked him up and down. He seemed to have an impression of this outfit in his mind, but for the moment he couldn't figure out who it was.
At this time, one of his bodyguards pointed at the scholar in Tsing Yi and shouted:
"The Great Sui Youwei Commander is here to maintain public security in Kyoto under His Majesty's orders. Now we suspect that there is a woman from a good family hidden in your car. Please cooperate with our search!"
The scholar in Tsing Yi looked around expressionlessly, and the purple light suddenly rose in his eyes. Ye Chen felt bad and shouted:
"careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the blue-robed scribe's face suddenly turned purple, his blue robes puffed up without wind, and a circle of invisible energy spread from his body. The closest guard suddenly screamed, and his armor suddenly cracked.
There were more than a dozen cuts, and blood spurted out. In the next second, the invisible energy passed him, and his whole body was divided into more than a dozen pieces. When he fell, he was scratched by the invisible energy in the void. His body, along with the weapons in his hands and the armor on his body,
It shattered into dozens of pieces at the same time, and blood flowed all over the floor.
"Be bold!"
Seeing the corpses of his men being chopped into pieces, Ye Chen felt strangely angry and shouted violently. His figure seemed to grow taller, and his violent aura rose into the sky. The invisible energy that spread in front of him seemed to stop for a moment.
In seconds, a huge fist carried extremely terrifying power, like a meteor falling from the sky, and blasted into the continuous air network with power that could destroy the world.
"boom!"
Like a meteorite falling into the earth, infinite power was released, and the continuous energy drained from the Qingyi scholar was forcibly torn and exploded by this terrifying force.
The thick stone slabs on the street under Ye Chen's feet shattered on the spot. The ground within nearly two meters sank and collapsed. Countless cracks spread out from the center under his feet to form a spider web. The invisible force mixed with the diffuse dust to form a substantial stream.
A wave of air spreads out, washing away everything around it like a tsunami.
The invisible force laid down by the scholar in green was blasted back by him, but it rebounded at a faster speed in the next second. Ye Chen subconsciously crossed his hands to block him, and the bright light armor on his body immediately flew into pieces, revealing his muscle knots.
Like a perfect naked body like a god, the invisible energy crisscrossed into a network across his body, bursting out with countless sparks. White marks emerged one after another, and then disappeared quickly. The hair on his body was twisted and shattered under the overwhelming fine energy.
He soon turned into a naked man without any eyebrows.
"grass!"
The anger in Ye Chen's heart exploded on the spot like a boiling volcano. Regardless of his naked body, he stamped his feet on the ground. A hundred tons of suffocating force blasted into the ground. The terrifying force exploded, and the ground with a radius of several hundred meters was like an earth.
The dragon turned over and arched up. The scribe in green was caught off guard and was lifted from the ground. The Purple Qi Tianluo was forcibly broken and retracted into the body. Ye Chen took advantage of this to get rid of the restraints and disappeared in a flash. The next second, the air in front of Xi Ying exploded.
Opening, a fist instantly appeared in front of his face. The terrifying power and speed were combined, and a cone-shaped white sonic boom cloud appeared at the tip of the fist.