Genius Daddy in the City

The expressions on everyone's faces froze suddenly.

Especially Chen Yang, Zheng Hua, Tong Lei, Zhao Lan and others all stared at Ye Chen who seemed to have grown wings, with the expression of seeing a ghost on their faces.

The middle-aged man who wanted to stop Ye Chen just felt his feet go soft, and a chill came to his heart: "What! He...he is Ye Nankang?!!"

"how is this possible!"

"How could he be that person!"

Zhao Lan's complexion was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly, and he almost screamed from his throat.

Chen Yang was completely dumb.

Tong Lei subconsciously covered her rosy mouth with her hands, only to feel that her mind was blank and her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

Zheng Hua sucked in a breath of cold air, a storm surged in his heart, and he couldn't believe everything in front of him.

However, the facts were right in front of them, and they couldn't believe it, but Su Yuhan and Su Youwei looked normal, after all, one of them had seen Ye Chen's skills long ago, and the other knew Ye Chen's identity.

Ye Chen ignored the crowd, jumped hundreds of meters in a row, and then stopped, and landed directly on a lotus leaf. His feet stepped on the water, splashing ripples, and stood proudly.

"I have waited to see the Supreme!"

"I have waited to see the Supreme!"

Thousands of people on the other side of the lake bowed to Ye Chen, their faces full of reverence.

No one doubted Ye Chen's identity.

Not for anything else, just because no one dares to fake Ye Nankuang, and his opponent is still the top 12 masters in the celestial list, and only the top ten in the celestial list can fight him.

Almost at that moment.

Feng Kuohai, who was on the cliffs on both sides of Mingjing Lake, finally burst out laughing at this moment: "Ye Nankuang, Ye Nankuang, you are still here after all!"

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Facing the voices of the crowd, Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to them. After standing still, he looked straight at the boy in white who was less than fifty steps away from him.

Spiritual consciousness rushed towards him like a tide.

That's right, it's his breath!

It really is him!

The unyielding, resolute, cold, and persistent aura exuding from the young man was no different from his.

Ye Chen finally confirmed the guess in his heart.

Even though the former sword spirit has turned into a human being now, Ye Chen can still be sure, because he and Wu Shuang have lived together for thousands of years and know each other very well.

Thinking of this, although Ye Chen's mind is calmer, but at this moment, he can hardly restrain his excitement.

At the same time, the cold expression on the face of the white-clothed boy who was fifty steps away from him finally changed slightly, like surprise, disbelief, and doubt!

Master, is it really you?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his heart, and the body of the boy in white trembled slightly.

He forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart, and regained that indifferent expression: "Why are you called Ye Nankang?"

This kid is still cautious.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and he said slowly: "Cema Nan fought against Fang Lang, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers, just for the sake of madness, where are the people?"

"When the Heavenly Emperor Sword strikes a sharp edge, whoever's smile shatters the moonlight and falls on the heart!" the boy in white said word by word.

The smile in Ye Chen's eyes became stronger and stronger: "Listen to the sound of the sword at night, the sword is unsheathed and murderous, in the midst of the battle, where do you want to go?"

"The sword transforms into a dragon and sings in the direction of the green front, and the enemies are raging in all directions. Looking back, the moon is like frost, but what's the matter?" A mist gradually appeared from the corners of the eyes of the boy in white, and the fighting spirit on his body gradually dissipated.

Ye Chen clenched his fists tightly.

This word was adapted from Jianwangsan by Ye Chen when he founded the Eastern Heavenly Court in the fairyland. At that time, there were sects in the southern central fairyland who gathered 200,000 people to rebel, and they were called the Southern Heavenly Court. !

Ye Chen raised his sword and went south, led a hundred thousand elite heavenly soldiers to destroy it, stroked the body of the Heavenly Emperor's sword lightly, and acted with a feeling in his heart. Except for him and Wushuang, no one else in the world would know about it.

This is also the origin of Ye Chen's name "Nankuang"!

That's why the boy in white asked "Why is your name Ye Nankang?" when he saw him.

This is a test!

This kid was worried that someone would pretend to be Ye Chen to deceive him. After all, for a cultivator, shapeshifting is commonplace, and he can also imitate the breath of others.

Seeing that Ye Chen and Jian Wushuang not only did not fight, but recited poems instead, the people watching couldn't help but show their astonishment.

Feng Kuohai, who was standing on the cliff, frowned for a while: "What the hell are these two doing? Hit them as much as they want, and what kind of shitty poems are they talking about?"

"Elder Feng, something seems wrong."

The four people standing behind Feng Kuohai frowned, and one of them couldn't help but said: "The fighting intent and murderous aura on these two people has all dissipated!"

Feng Kuohai's heart sank, and for some reason, an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness emerged in his heart.

Above Mirror Lake.

Ye Chen walked towards him step by step, and said as he walked: "Whoever dares to fight with the Wushuang sword, the nine-day fierce battle will be an alliance with Haoqi!"

"The beauty's sleeve dance shocked the world, and the horse and the sword will be popular in the world!" The young man in white also walked towards Ye Chen.

The two were less than ten steps apart.

The people watching the battle saw a monstrous sword intent erupting from the two of them, and the sky and the earth were filled with sharp sword energy and sword light, shuttling back and forth around the two of them in various ways, walking non-stop.

The sword light is very dazzling.

Everyone couldn't help closing their eyes subconsciously, hearing the sound of breaking through the sky, many people just felt their feet go limp, and they couldn't help but fell to the ground, their faces turned pale, for fear of being affected by the sword energy released by the two.

Such a strong sword energy!

The four people behind Feng Kuo gasped.

They could feel the horror of the sword aura emanating from the two of them. If a martial arts master approached them at this moment, the sword aura would be torn into blood foam in an instant.

Feng Kuohai's heart skipped a beat, and a sneer appeared on his originally gloomy face: "Did you finally do it? You really surprised me!"

When everyone opened their eyes, expressions of horror appeared on their faces, and they saw all the lotus flowers in the pond were swept into the air, disintegrated and shattered one by one by the howling sword energy.

Finally got into a fight.

This is the thought in everyone's heart, but the horror in their hearts can't be lingered. The two people's mere confrontation is so terrifying. If they use all their strength, this Mingjing Lake will probably be shattered, right?

Zheng Hua, Zhao Lan and the others turned pale, and their scalps felt numb because of Ye Chen's strength. Most importantly, they had been hostile to Ye Chen before, if he retaliated afterwards.

Su Yuhan in the crowd just held her daughter's hand, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Chen, afraid that he would disappear from her eyes in the next second.

On the cliff, Feng Kuohai said without turning his head: "Four elders, once the two below decide the winner, you will take action, and you must kill Ye Nankang..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

next moment.

Jian Wushuang on the lake suddenly withdrew his aura and knelt on the water with one knee, looking at Ye Chen with excitement.

"Master, is it really... really you?!"

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(ps: Chapter Two.)