Chapter 33 Come, let’s play a game

Accompanied by a 'crunch'.

The rockery door is opened.

Xu Dalong led the way with a diligent look on his face, then stopped in front of Ye Chen, pointed at him and said:

"Third Young Master, this silly boy is Ye Chen."

After saying that, Xu Dalong scolded Ye Chen and said, "The Third Young Master is in front of you, why don't you salute quickly?"

I saw that Ye Chen was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, and said calmly: "Who are the third and fifth masters? I don't know them."

After saying that, Ye Chen continued to sit as usual.

For him, what if the person in front of him is a child of the Immortal Family?

He is confident that he has a young person beside him, and in the future, he will definitely surpass everyone in the past and present!

A mere child of a noble family is not worthy of him getting up!

"presumptuous!"

Xu Dalong was immediately furious, rolled up his sleeves, and was ready to teach Ye Chen a lesson.

"Okay, get out."

Chen Zhixing glanced at Xu Dalong and waited for Xu Dalong to leave.

Chen Zhixing's eyes swept across Ye Chen's face, and then fell on the rusty ancient sword.

He slowly narrowed his eyes.

"The Immortal Sword is young?" Chen Zhixing spat out a sentence.

In an instant.

Ye Chen, who could still keep his face calm at first, suddenly changed his expression.

He stood up with a loud sound, looked at Chen Zhixing in surprise and said, "What did you just say?"

Chen Zhixing did not reply, but his eyes flickered slightly.

Memories about the plot in the game "Great Practice" in his previous life suddenly came flooding back.

If he remembered correctly.

One of the nine main lines of this game in the previous life, one of the destiny protagonists was originally a useless person. However, he accidentally entered the ancient ruins and obtained the divine sword Qingzhi. Then he transformed into a dragon when encountering a storm. With the help of the divine sword Qingzhi, he transformed into a dragon. Zhili's sword spirit gave some advice, and from then on he rose up in the spiritual world, and finally became the sword god!

He knew very well that Chen Zhixing had opened the perspective of God in his previous life.

In fact, this destiny protagonist is very weak. The real strength is the immortal sword spirit in the divine sword Qingzhi!

At that time, there were many classic quotes about this immortal sword spirit, which were widely circulated.

【Where is your home? Point me in the direction and I will only use one sword. 】

[Qing'er is invincible, and the protagonist is arbitrary. 】

[The protagonist can be washed, but Qing'er must live! 】

From this we can see how powerful and popular this immortal sword spirit is!

"In other words, this guy is the protagonist of Destiny?"

Chen Zhixing's eyes flickered and he looked at Ye Chen again, who looked surprised and uncertain.

When Ye Chen looked at Chen Zhixing again, he snorted coldly and said, "I don't care who you are or how you learned about Qing'er. I'll give you two choices."

"If you leave quickly now, I can pretend that nothing happened just now, otherwise you will die!"

"A way to die?"

Chen Zhixing smiled, it seemed that this guy was indeed the protagonist of destiny.

He closed the white folding fan in his hand with a 'swish' sound, his narrow and clear eyes slowly narrowed, and he said with a half-smile:

"Then I'll give you a choice. How about you hand over this ancient sword and I let you go?"

As soon as these words fell.

Ye Chen suddenly said angrily: "You dare to take Qing'er's idea? You are looking for death!"

Bang bang bang!

The shackles on his hands and feet were all broken.

Ye Chen shouted loudly: "Qing'er, do it!"

call out!

The ancient sword soared instantly, releasing terrifying sword energy.

The whole hall is full of sword energy!

Dense holes suddenly appeared on the bluestone wall of the entire cell!

"die!"

Ye Chen stretched out his hand and pressed down hard.

The ancient sword suddenly stabbed Chen Zhixing hard!

Ding--!

I saw a crisp sound.

Chen Zhixing waved the folding fan in his hand, and the ancient sword flew violently. The tip of the sword was inserted half a foot into the ground, and the hilt shook wildly.

"Ye Yechen, this person has a very advanced level of cultivation, and at the lowest level he is in the Immortal Ascension Realm!"

"I have just woken up and I am no match for him."

"Run away quickly."

A tired female voice sounded in Ye Chen's mind.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Qing'er, who had never failed, would be defeated by a half-grown boy.

He reacted quickly, picked up the Divine Sword Qingzhi, stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and instantly rose into the sky, ready to escape.

"Did I let you go?"

Chen Zhixing narrowed his narrow eyes and smiled slightly.

"Innate Qi Hands!"

Boom——! !

In an instant, a giant golden hand gathered out of thin air and pressed down hard!

This giant golden hand is so huge that you can even see clear palm prints on its palm.

The giant hand pressed down from top to bottom and instantly blocked all his space like it blocked the sky and the sun.

Ye Chen's expression changed and he couldn't react at all. He just had time to raise his head and look, and the golden giant hand filled all his sight and pressed down heavily!

boom! ! !

The ground cracked, bricks and stones flew, and sawdust flew.

His whole body was hit hard by the big hand, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He still wanted to move, but the big hand quickly lifted up again, and then slapped it hard again.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang! ! !

One after another, dull sounds sounded, and the earth continued to tremble.

When the big hand dispersed, the entire cell became shocking and torn apart.

Ye Chen collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, with most of his bones broken.

Next to him, the rusty ancient sword was also extremely dark in color and let out a low whine.

Chen Zhixing stepped forward step by step, leaned down and grabbed Ye Chen's loose hair, and lifted half of his body off the ground.

next moment.

He raised Ye Chen's head to his mouth, smiled slightly and said:

"Come on, let's play a game now."

"Either you give me this sword and tell me where you got it."

"I will let you go, and I will give you a top-notch skill that can at least directly enter the Immortal Ascension Realm, as well as ten beautiful concubines and a handful of Immortal Ascension Soldiers."

"Either."

Chen Zhixing said softly: "If you choose to die rather than surrender, then I will crush your bones one by one, peel off your human skin, put it on the city wall to dry, and let birds peck at and ants eat it."

"I want to see if your bones are harder, or if our Ziwei Chen family's torture instruments are harder."

"Believe me, I can make it even easier for you to die."

The words fell.

Chen Zhixing let go of his hand and let Ye Chen hit the ground.

"Come on, I'll give you ten breaths and tell me the answer."

All of a sudden.

Ye Chen, who was lying on the ground, had a look of violent struggle on his face.

"ten."

"Nine."

"eight."

"."

Seeing that Chen Zhixing had really started to count the time, the look of struggle on Ye Chen's face was quickly replaced by panic.

"Ye Chen, don't believe him. He is cruel and cruel, and he is definitely not a good person! As long as you tell me about the ruins, he will kill you immediately!"

"If you don't tell him, he won't kill you in a short time! That way there is still a chance of survival!"

The ancient sword trembled, and the tired female voice kept ringing in Ye Chen's mind.

In an instant, Ye Chen's original panic turned into struggle.

"Huh? Are you communicating?"

Chen Zhixing gradually narrowed his eyes and looked at the divine sword Qingzhi.