Everyone looked up and saw a figure rushing down with a sword. The figure was no one else, but the masked man who rarely spoke.

"Heaven! What a strong Qi field! This is at least a small achievement in the innate realm! He is using a medium-grade divine weapon, and he is indeed a prominent identity!"

Some monk couldn't help but exclaim!

You should know that the price of creating a medium-grade magic weapon is about 6 million spirit stones, and the price can reach between 10 million and 12 million, and you may not be able to buy it even if you have money.

Therefore, ordinary monks cannot afford to use medium-grade magic weapons.

Only those top elite disciples of the sects and a very small number of cultivators with strong financial resources are qualified to obtain such magical weapons.

A top rich man like Chen He uses low-grade magic weapons and magic weapons, while a medium-grade one is only available to Chen He's elders, and not all elders have it.

It is not difficult to see from this that this mysterious man is of great origin.

At the same time, it also reflected from the side that the mysterious man's identity was even more noble!

"Just because of you, I don't deserve to carry my shoes, and I'm not qualified to experience it with me."

Ye Chen was so gentle that he didn't take the masked man seriously at all. He was too lazy to even look at him.

How could he care about a mere innate realm cultivator?

But to thousands of spectators, this was simply too harsh.

Because among them, there is no one with higher cultivation than this masked man, and some of them are not even monks.

Doesn’t this mean that they are no longer qualified to lick Ye Chen’s shoes?

"If you are so pretentious, you will definitely be struck by lightning!"

Some monks complained very unhappy.

The masked man said even more angrily: "Boy, how dare you say that I don't deserve to carry your shoes to you. I won't let you down!"

After saying that, he swung a sword hard in the air.

Thorn!

The sword energy was like a sickle, tearing the air and shooting towards Ye Chen.

"What a great sword technique!"

Some monk couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's true that he is worthy of being the only male disciple of Tianhe Sword Immortal, amazing! So awesome!" Chen He couldn't help but blurt out.

As soon as he said that, he realized that he was excited and exposed the identity of a mysterious man!

However, the words have been said, and it is already hard to stop. It is like dropping a bomb, instantly detonating the entire audience!

"My mother! It turns out that she is the disciple of Tianhe Sword Immortal!"

"No wonder the sword skills are so powerful. It was explained by the master disciple of Tianhe Sword Immortal!"

"It's awesome! Doesn't this mean that the mysterious man's identity is even more noble?"

"Young Master Ye is over, the person he offended is too big!"

Situ Yi even collapsed on the stool, his face pale.

He was still wondering whether to remind Ye Chen that the matter was so uncontrollable that it was too late, so he declared that he knew the Tianhe Sword Immortal and saw if he could block the disaster.

It seems that there is no need to remind you now.

He offended the disciples of Tianhe Sword Immortal and said that they were not worthy of carrying shoes for him. If Tianhe Sword Immortal knew about it, he could slap Ye Chen with one palm to death, how could he help him?

"Mom, please help Mr. Ye quickly." Liu Ruyan said anxiously.

The madam was so amused and laughed: "Ruyan. No one can help him. Even if the city lord comes, he dare not help, let alone me."

Liu Ruyan: "..."

At this time, the sword energy was approaching Ye Chen.

Everyone held their breath.

It seemed as if the next second, you could see the scene of Ye Chen being beheaded.

"snort."

Just as the lightning was shining, Ye Chen snorted coldly and swung his sleeves out. In an instant, it was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and the sword energy shot back ten times faster than when it came.

"not good!"

The masked man's expression suddenly changed and he was about to dodge, but it was too late.

Swish!

The sword energy slashed between his waist, and blood sputtered out. A ten-centimeter-long bloody mouth was drawn out from the masked man's waist.

"ah!"

The masked man screamed and fell to the ground, subconsciously covering his waist with his hands. Blood quickly overflowed from his fingers, and his face was distorted.

Shock the whole audience!

Everyone was stunned!

Mr. Ye actually severely injured the Sword Immortal disciple with one move?

Oh my God! He is too powerful, right?

The mysterious man couldn't help but shock his body, obviously he was scared.

"So amazing!"

Even Chen He couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, the masked man pointed at Ye Chen's sword and said furiously: "How dare you hurt me? Didn't you hear that I am a disciple of Tianhe Sword Immortal!"

"Hmph!" Ye Chen snorted, put his hand behind his back, and said coldly: "If I hadn't given your master's face, you would have been a cold corpse now."

After he was attacked by a nuclear explosion, Tianhe Sword Immortal saved his wife, children and family. He remembered this kindness in his heart, otherwise the sword energy would not be slashed on the masked man's waist, but on his neck, which could kill him instantly.

"Don't let your mother go!"

The masked man roared, "Are you giving my master a face? You are clearly slapping my master in the face. If my master knows, he will definitely kill you!"

"Then you go and ask your master, I will give him face, will he dare to ask for it! I will stand here and kill him, will he dare to kill it!" Ye Chen broke out this sentence with a loud voice.

The words are over!

Shocked the audience!

Everyone was shocked!

"God! This is too pretentious!"

"The Tianhe Sword Immortal ranks 36th on the Gods List. Would he dare not kill him?"

"It seems like he is very awesome, why don't I believe it?"

"..."

A murmur sounded.

"Hahaha!!!"

At this time, the mysterious man seemed to hear the ridiculous words and raised his head and laughed loudly.

Immediately, he tore off the mask.

A handsome face that makes a woman look down, appears in front of everyone.

"Look! The mysterious master took off his mask. It seemed that he was pretending to be so pretentious that he couldn't stand it. He wanted to get some breath!" Someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked at it and they really took off their masks.

Is he going to self-destruct his identity?

Everyone was looking forward to pricking their ears.

The mysterious man suddenly looked cold and glared at Ye Chen and shouted: "Even if it was me, I wouldn't dare to say such a pretentious thing. What the hell are you? Why don't Tianhe Sword Immortal dare to take your face? Why don't he kill you!"

"Just because I am better than you," Ye Chen said.

Puchi!

The mysterious master, the young city lord, Chen He, and the guards of the four mysterious men all burst into laughter.

Even the disciple of Tianhe Sword Immortal had obviously stopped the blood in the wound on his waist, but he couldn't help laughing, the wound broke down and the blood collapsed again. He gave him a burst of pain and sucked cold air.

"Awesome than me?" The mysterious master was so angry that he laughed: "Do you know who I am? Don't you know, right? It's okay, I'll just listen to it with my ears!"

"I am Ouyang Qing, the second son of the leader of Xuantian Sect. Do you dare to say that you are awesome than me?"

"What!"

When I learned about the identity of the mysterious master, the audience was shocked.

Next second!

Ten thousand people knelt on the ground in unison.
To be continued...