Chapter 1297

As soon as sister Na opened her mouth, a man on her side suddenly turned around, her palm shining cold, holding a Lingbao dagger. She suddenly turned back and saw one of the guards stabbed Tan Qiongyu with a knife.

This incident shocked everyone, and sister Na was even more furious. These bodyguards are their confidants for many years. Now they are fighting back and assassinating their employers?

Tan Qiongyu stays in place and pretends to be stunned. What's the use of this level of attack even if it hits? If you can find out the identity of Ye Chen, that is the real big money.

The guard had a sense of senhan in his eyes. He still had a dream in his mind. He felt that as long as he went further, Tan Qiongyu would die. If he left after the event, he would get rich remuneration, which could be used for a lifetime of enjoyment.

But just as he thought he could do it, his expression suddenly froze.

Two fingers, just two fingers.

He stabbed out a knife, actually by two fingers firmly clamped, no matter how hard he tried, no longer inch in. A young man with indifferent eyes blocks Tan Qiongyu.

"Miss!"

Na Jie reacted the fastest. She stepped out and swept her legs like electricity. The bodyguard retreated in horror. However, her strength gap was too large, and she was soon subdued by her.

The rest of the guards pressed the man on the ground. Sister Na looked back at Ye Chen with a trace of surprise in her eyes.

Just now, ye Chen was farther away from Tan Qiongyu, but she was able to block the attack before the guard made a move, which made her puzzled. He is also a gold elixir, but not as good as a young man?

Ye Chen threw the sword on the ground at will, and his eyes swept to a dark corner thousands of meters away. A cold eye was falling on Tan Qiongyu.

Just for a moment, a figure shot out suddenly, such as the ghost shuttling through the night, straight forward. Several guards arranged by Tang Lan were swept by the black shadow directly, and they couldn't even stop a round.

Na elder sister eyes a Lin, she felt the strong pressure, but already blocked in the dark shadow's way forward.

"Pa --!"

A crisp sound, strength scattered, sister Na staggered back, with a little pale, a mouthful of blood directly spurted out.

"True king?"

Almost instantaneously, sister Na knew that the visitor was a master of his own.

"Jie Jie!"

The visitor and sister Na hit each other and stopped. He was a skinny old man with a skinny figure and a dry palm emitting a trace of black air.

With a strange smile, his cold eyes swept at Tan Qiongyu like a poisonous snake.

Tan Qiongyu pretends to be afraid and shrinks directly behind Ye Chen. For some reason, she stands behind Ye Chen, and her sense of peace of mind is indescribable.

The surrounding guards were all photographed by the momentum of the thin old man, and they did not dare to move.

"Who are you?" she said with difficulty

The thin old man did not answer, but sneered: "those who are going to die are not afraid to ask more questions!"

He dares to come alone, which means that he has absolute assurance. He is a real king out of the body, and sister Na is just a golden elixir. How can he stop him?

"Don't be a rat!"

At this time, there was a roar in the distance, and a figure in white was moving and leaping. In a twinkling, it was near.

The thin old man's pupils shrank, and the figure in white fell in front of the crowd. He was a handsome young man.

When the young man landed, he turned to look at Tan Qiongyu.

"Yu'er, are you ok?"

Tan Qiongyu poked out half of his head from behind Ye Chen and said in surprise, "Huang Shijie? Why are you here? "

It was Huang Shijie who came after the emperor whom she and sister Na mentioned in the room.

"I've received news that someone is going to be bad for you, so I'll fly to you directly. Fortunately, I'll be here in time."

Seeing Tan Qiongyu standing behind a boy who is more handsome than he is, Huang Shijie is not happy, but he is forced to suppress him.

He came here just to save Tan Qiongyu.

"You all back off, this guy, you can't deal with!"

Huang Shijie turned negative hand, a master bearing, completely do not put others in the eye, extremely proud.

"At such an age, you have a great talent to cultivate yourself out of the body."

The thin old man showed a dignified look. Huang Shijie's momentum was similar to that of him, even stronger. He was undoubtedly a strong enemy. He was determined to get it tonight, and he could finish the task of hunting Tan Qiongyu. But now Huang Shijie appears, his assurance is only 30%.

"I don't care who you are, dare to attack yu'er, I want you to die without a burial place!"

Huang Shijie clenched his fist and made a "Kara" sound. Then he stepped on the sole of his foot, and the ground in front of him cracked. His power was extraordinary.

The thin old man's hands crossed like the wings of a ROC. The space in front of him was full of his unique real yuan.

"Hum!"

Huang Shijie's body suddenly rushes forward with a long white shadow. The old man's single hand is opened out, and the black wind bursts out, which is imprinted with Huang Shijie's palm."Bang!"

There was a blast in the air, and then they were scattered. Huang Shijie retreated two steps, but the old man retreated five steps in a row, with a trace of horror on his face.

"Chopping the waves three times? Is your master Huang Wenyuan

Huang Shijie with a trace of pride, arrogantly said: "yes, Huang Wenyuan is my grandfather!"

"Hum, I didn't expect to meet Huang's younger generation here. I'll take a look at you. You've got some real biography of Huang Wenyuan!"

The thin old man's eyes showed a little fear, but he was soon suppressed. After all, the visitor was not Huang Wenyuan, but Huang Wenyuan's grandson.

The two men fought in the same place again, and there was the sound of collision inside. The guards were stunned. How could they ever see such a fight?

Gong Yuwei and Hu qiaoxue can't help but look at Ye Chen. They can see that he smokes quietly and is at ease. They have never even looked at their fight, and their face is boring.

"If he does, I'm afraid the old man can't hold on to another move?"

Hu qiaoxue and Gong Yuwei look at Ye Chen, and they can't help laughing.

If they had been in the past, they would have been full of praise for the fight between Huang Shijie and the thin old man. However, after watching the fantastic scene of Ye Chen and Jinwu Zhenxian smashing stars with one hand, they only felt that the battle in front of them was so ordinary that they could not arouse much interest.

It's funny that these two people still regard the people around them as nothing, but they don't know that at the moment, two real immortals, who are the top experts of Gaidai, are watching their monkey like performance.

"Bang!"

The two figures entangled more and more urgently. With a dull sound in the air, Huang Shijie's palm was printed on the chest of the thin old man.

"Poof!"

The old man vomited blood and flew back. His toes were on the ground a little. He didn't dare to stay. He turned and leaped. Several ups and downs had disappeared in the dark. Only the voice of resentment passed down.

"Jie Jie, little boy of the Bai family, you are really powerful, but you want to keep the life of this girl. You are just wishful thinking."