The fierce battle continued. I have to say that Zi Feng, Wang Xiaohu, Luo Yin, He Jiajie, Han Qiang, Lin Aoxiang and others were very successful in attacking. They dragged more than a dozen people from the Baiyun Gang to save Sun Quan. When Wei Xian finally brought people to Muyou Street in person, Sun Quan and his subordinates had been taken away, but Ye Xingchen stayed on Muyou Street was sneered.

"We're meeting again!" Ye Xingchen followed more than 300 little brothers in black. Each of them held a three-foot-long black iron sword in their hands, and everyone's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Ye Xingchen, you are just a madman. Can't you see that this is someone else's plan to allocate and disagree?" Wei Xian felt angry when he saw his territory being occupied. He was very dissatisfied with Ye Xingchen's approach of fighting at any time.

"I don't care whether it's someone else's sow discord or not, I just want you to remember the words back then. If Li Yan had a few flaws, I would have you all buried with you!" Ye Xingchen's cold tone came from his mouth. Until now, there was no news from Li Yan, so how could he not be anxious? If Luo Minghai had kidnapped Li Yan in the contract, how could these things happen?

"It seems that this is just an excuse, right?" Wei Xian naturally heard what Ye Xingchen said, and couldn't help but feel angry, and a strong murderous aura spread out.

"So what about the excuse? Today I will ask you to splatter blood on the spot!" Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, then rushed towards Wei Xian. More than 300 younger brothers behind him also held German swords and killed Wei Xian's men. This is the most cruel battle tonight. If the opponent's boss can be killed, the whole situation may be rewritten. No one dares to be careless at this time.

Wei Xian saw Ye Xingchen take action, and no longer hesitated. The more than 300 people he brought this time were all elite, and he was not afraid of Ye Xingchen's subordinates at all.

With one hand, more than 300 people rushed towards the members of the Xingyao Society, but he himself drew out a three-foot-and-a-half-foot-long steel knife and rushed towards Ye Xingchen. He had always known that Ye Xingchen had a strong combat power, but he had never fought. He was accidentally punched when he met last time, and today he happened to be replaced together.

The two of them kept getting closer. Before they could confront each other, the shouts of killing had already resounded throughout Muyou Street.

In a building on the left side of Muyou Street, Wang Xiaohu, who was exposed above, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking coldly at the battle below. Next to him was Sun Quan with a frustrated face.

"You will see that Wei Xian is definitely not a match for Brother Chen. Good birds choose trees to rest. Whether for you or for your brother, you should choose a wise and powerful boss. In Jinghai City, no one is more qualified to be such boss than Brother Chen!" Wang Xiaohu spoke, his voice low and loud, as if a tiger was roaring.

"Is that so? Gangmaster Wei has a stunning cultivation. I don't think he can defeat Gangmaster Wei!" Sun Quan snorted coldly. He didn't believe Wang Xiaohu's words too much. In terms of wisdom, perhaps Ye Xingchen is indeed higher than Wei Xian, but in terms of force, it is absolutely difficult for him to fight against Wei Xian. After all, Wei Xian rarely takes action, but those who have fought with him in everything will either die or be injured. Didn't he and others join the Baiyun Gang because he admired his force?

"Haha, it seems that you seem to be too blindly admiring Wei Xian. Then take a closer look and see how Brother Chen defeated the god in your mind!": Wang Xiaohu laughed disdainfully. How strong is Ye Xingchen's true strength is, and it is something that outsiders can understand?

On the battlefield, the two sides had already fought together, and Ye Xingchen and Wei Xian had also fought. Their moves were both open and close, full of strong domineering aura, as if they were about to split the world.

The black iron knife in Ye Xingchen's hand pulled out diagonally and slashed towards Wei Xian's left rib. Wei Xian blocked it with the steel knife in his hand, and then shook with one hand. The steel knife in his hand attacked Ye Xingchen along the blade of the black iron knife, like a spiritual snake.

"You seem to have learned Tai Chi?" Ye Xingchen didn't expect that Wei Xian could make such a hard knife so gentle. He couldn't help but ask, but the movement in his hand did not stop. He shook with one hand and had already swung Wei Xian's steel knife open, then took a sudden step, and the black iron knife in his hand slashed out horizontally.

"I have good eyesight, but unfortunately I learned more than Tai Chi. Take it, Luoyan Knife!" Wei Xian snorted coldly, took a step back, and the steel knife in his hand slashed directly.

The steel knife was half a foot longer than the black iron knife, and he just stepped back, which was half a foot away, so he could completely avoid Ye Xingchen's horizontal slash, but his slash could cut Ye Xingchen's head. Ye Xingchen had no choice but to put away the knife to resist.

"Clang!" With a loud bang, the two swords trembled, but the strength of both of them was far beyond the reach of the human being, and the sword showed no sign of leaving the palm.

The toughness of the black iron knife is stronger than that of the steel knife, so Ye Xingchen was not as shocked as that. However, he blocked from bottom to top after all, and his strength was insufficient. After this, neither of them took any advantage and took a step back at the same time.

"Boy is good, look at my move!" Wei Xian didn't expect that Ye Xingchen's arm strength was so strong that he could catch it if he slashed like this. He snorted coldly, and the steel knife in his hand slashed at Ye Xingchen's head again. Ye Xingchen quickly blocked it with a knife, but Wei Xian suddenly changed his move and slashed at Ye Xingchen's wrist. Ye Xingchen was shocked, but he had a calm expression on his backhand.

"Dang!" Another crisp sound, the two swords collided with each other, and sparked sparks. Wei Xian took this opportunity and took a sudden step and kicked Ye Xingchen hard. Ye Xingchen quickly retreated, and Wei Xian was just a false move, but his real killer move was used at this time.

He suddenly jumped up, held a knife in both hands, and slashed at Ye Xingchen with all his strength.

When Ye Xingchen retreated, he lost a little bit of balance. It was this balance that prevented him from resisting Wei Xian's sword with all his strength, and could only do his best to raise the sword to resist.

"Dang!" With a sound, sparks splashed, and the black iron sword was cut into two pieces by Wei Xian's sword. The huge force made Ye Xingchen's body retreat continuously, and the expression on his face also changed drastically. The black iron sword was mixed with many rare heavy metals, and its hardness and toughness were far beyond the reach of an ordinary machete, but now it was cut off by this seemingly ordinary steel sword. What exactly was his sword made of? hf();
Chapter completed!