Gangnam, inside a lavishly decorated room.

Standing next to the bright floor-to-ceiling window was a woman of about twenty-two or three years old, she had long black and beautiful hair, which was naturally draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, her facial features were like finely carved works of art, and the whole person exuded a noble and cold temperament, even in the vast sea of people, people could quickly notice her.

This woman is Qingyuan Chana!

Behind her, there stood a young man bowed slightly, he secretly glanced at the graceful figure of Qingyuan Chana, and stopped talking.

"Black Dragon, you can speak." Qingyuan Chana's voice came, "However, I just need to listen to his news, and I'm not interested in anything else." ”

In this regard, the black dragon is not surprised, he has become accustomed to the style of Qingyuan Chana.

"Miss, we have preliminarily found out the reason, He Keqing came to Jiangnan secretly because of her stepdaughter Wen Caiwei, and then Ye Chen was invited by her. They were then ambushed, two of them mutants. ”

"Mutants?" Qingyuan Chana slowly turned around, looked directly at the black dragon, and said, "What about Ye Chen?" With his ability, even if he is defeated, it should not be difficult to retreat. ”

"No, he didn't retreat alone, but got involved in this fight, and according to our investigation afterwards, he even killed a mutant with his own hands, so he is now targeted by the Cook family, I guess, it is very likely ......"

The black dragon wanted to speak and stopped, Qingyuan Chana frowned slightly, and spit out three words, "Go on." ”

"Based on intelligence analysis, I suspect that the Cook family is very likely to make a move on Immortal Manor, and it should be in the next few days. Because Ye Chen was in Xiangjiang at this time, they couldn't find him, and it was very likely that they would force him to show up by attacking the Immortal Manor. ”

Qingyuan Chana smiled lightly, "You have analyzed it very well, always pay attention to the movements over there, and report to me at any time if there is any situation." ”

"Yes!" The black dragon nodded, half-bowed and retreated.

The room fell silent again, but Qingyuan Chana's eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

"It's really surprising, although you are very strong, how can you be stronger than the strength of a family, and you are also the Cook family...... Are you alone in need of my help? ”

……

Three days passed in a flash.

In the room, Ye Chen sat cross-legged, his hands were flat on his knees, a brilliant star carved above his head was circulating, and in front of his chest, a small handleless sword was hovering and beating.

Burst!

Suddenly, Ye Chen's closed eyes opened suddenly, and then, a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the suspended small sword.

With a buzz, the small sword fell, and Ye Chen took it in his hand.

Ye Chen's face was pale without a trace of blood, but there was a look of ecstasy on his face that was difficult to hide.

"I see, I see, hahaha......" Ye Chen held the small sword in his hand and looked up to the sky and laughed.

Before refining the Sword of the Wind God, Ye Chen had always had a question in his heart, the Sword of the Wind God was the purest power of heaven and earth, with almost endless power, how could he stay in the box so tame for no reason.

Ye Chen pondered for a long time afterwards before he came up with two possibilities. One is that it has been locked up beforehand, and the other is that it is not fully formed!

Now, Ye Chen finally figured out the reason, which surprised him inexplicably, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar.

It turns out that the reason why this sword of the wind god is so tame is that it has been locked up in advance, and the thing that locks it is actually in that painting.

That sword saint magic weapon, Ye Chen has also carefully studied, nine up, five down, fourteen swords form an incomparably powerful sword array, Ye Chen thinks that even if he was at the peak of the Crescent Moon Continent before, he can't make such a powerful magic weapon. This also means that the cultivator who made this Sword Saint magic weapon is far superior to him in terms of the attainments of the talisman seal and the art of the sword.

Not only that, but more importantly, although this Sword Saint magic weapon can lock this Sword of the Wind God, it may be mainly because when it is locked, the Sword of the Wind God is not complete and has not yet reached the state of Great Perfection.

In this way, it is a great thing for Ye Chen. Because with his current cultivation, he actually couldn't control the Sword of the Wind God that had reached the state of Great Perfection at all, and now the Sword of the Wind God was still young, which gave him a chance.

Ye Chen pondered in his heart, such a treasure could never fall into the hands of He Keqing's ancestors so easily, that master handed it over to their family, it was probably because of some irreversible regret that something had happened, and it was handed over to his family for safekeeping as a last resort, but now this thing is in his hands.

"The Sword of the Wind God, since you and I have met, it means that you and I are destined, from now on, I will sacrifice to you with the power of the stars, we will grow together, and wait until we stand at the peak that day!" Ye Chen said a word proudly, and after that, his hands quickly sealed, he wanted to incorporate this sword of the wind god into his body, and slowly sacrifice it with the power of the stars.

……

The night is dark, and there is no moon. Zhonghai, Immortal Manor.

Changsheng Manor is like a golden pearl, standing quietly in the night of the mountains and forests, like a night pearl.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Black shadows sneaked from the mountains behind the manor.

Jumping over the tall back wall, more than a dozen black shadows approached silently, like ghosts, without a single sound.

It's just that the moment these black shadows jumped over the courtyard wall, more than a dozen rooms in the Immortal Manor were instantly lit up.

The bald head and a group of other people were gathering together to eat meat and drink wine, and suddenly, everyone's wrists shook at the same time, and they all stood up.

No one spoke, and the bald head and a group of old brothers had already formed a tacit understanding, and they knew what the other party meant with one look, and they all ran out quickly.

Not only that, but the three commanding heights of the manor, and several security points on the ground, all flashed with shadowy figures.

On a commanding height, Han Sanye took his eyes off the scope of the sniper rifle, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly into the headset: "I will shoot in thirty seconds and push them into the minefield!" ”

"Roger!"

More than a dozen black shadows were like ghosts, and they quickly dived towards the center of the manor.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

Suddenly!

When they were less than a hundred meters forward, several bullets suddenly came from the shadows.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Bloodshot spilled.

At least three people were shot instantly, and they fell to the ground without even snorting, and they couldn't die anymore.

"Bastard, we were exposed, it's a large-caliber sniper rifle!" The remaining figures flickered, quickly searching for obstacles to dodge under the cover of darkness, and one of them let out a low curse before making a quick gesture.

Instantly.

The black shadows all rushed forward quickly, increasing their speed to the extreme, and on the way forward, they kept changing direction, jumping left and right, intending to attack strongly.

Rumble!

The flames burst out, and the sound was deafening, like thunder on the flat ground, and in the firelight, at least five people were swept away by the blast of the explosion, and the stumps and severed arms were all around.

Mine!

They were all driven into a minefield!

The few lucky guys in the back stopped their pace instantly, everyone's face was full of anger, more frightened, not daring to move anymore, lurking in the darkness on the spot, not knowing whether to move forward or retreat.

Da! Da! Da!

Almost instantly, a dense burst of gunfire rang out again, and countless tongues of fire erupted in the darkness, weaving the piece they were in into a dense network of firepower.

"Retreat!" One person gave the order, and all the living black-clothed people began to retreat, but under the powerful firepower network, it was inevitable that someone would still be shot. A few of them were very fast, and they could only see afterimages, which had a great impact on the shooting of the bald heads and others.