The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 1299: Watching a monkey show

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Sister Na had just spoken, and the person beside her suddenly turned around, with a cold light in his palm, holding a Lingbao dagger. She turned her head abruptly, and saw that one of the guards stabbed Tan Qiongyu with a knife.

This incident stunned everyone, and Sister Na was even more furious. These bodyguards have been their confidants for many years, and now they are turning back and assassinating their employer?

Tan Qiongyu stays in place, pretending to be amazed. What is the use of an attack of this level as a hit? If you can find out Ye Chen's identity, that would be a real big profit.

The guard who shot has a sense of coldness in his eyes, and he still has a dream in his mind. He feels that as long as he goes further, Tan Qiongyu will lose his jade. If he gets away afterwards, he will be rewarded richly for a lifetime of enjoyment.

But just when he thought he was successful, his expression suddenly solidified.

Two fingers, just two fingers.

The knife he stabbed out was firmly clamped by two fingers, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make any further progress. An indifferent teenager stood in front of Tan Qiongyu.

"Miss!"

Sister Na reacted the fastest, stepping out in one step, her legs were swept repeatedly, the bodyguard was shocked and then retreated, but the difference in strength was too large, and she was soon overpowered by Na sister.

The other guards pressed this person to the ground, and Sister Na turned her head to look at Ye Chen, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Just now, Ye Chen was farther away from Tan Qiongyu than her, but she was able to block the attack before the guard could take action, making her puzzled. Somehow he is also a strong Golden Core player, but not as good as a young man?

Ye Chen threw the dagger on the ground at will, his eyes swept to a dark corner a kilometer away, and a cold gaze was falling on Tan Qiongyu's body.

Just for a moment, a figure suddenly shot out, like a ghost traveling through the night. The guards arranged by Tang Lan were swept away by this black shadow, unable to stop even a round.

Sister Na's eyes dazzled, she felt a strong pressure, but she was already blocked by Sombra's path.

"Slap--!"

There was a crisp sound, and the strength was dissipated. Sister Na staggered back, a little pale on her face, and a mouthful of blood came out.

"True Monarch?"

Almost instantaneously, Sister Na knew that the person here was a master of all kinds of enemies.

"Jiejie!"

The visitor and Sister Na banged, and stopped his figure. He was a thin old man with a skinny figure and a black air from his dry palms.

He gave a weird laugh, and his cold eyes swept towards Tan Qiongyu like a poisonous snake.

Tan Qiongyu put on a frightened expression and shrank directly behind Ye Chen. For some reason, she stood behind Ye Chen, her sense of peace of mind is indescribable.

Several guards around were all captured by the aura of the skinny old man, staying in place and daring not to move.

Sister Na wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said with difficulty: "Who are you?"

The skinny old man did not answer, but sneered: "The dying person, fearlessly ask more!"

He dared to come alone, which means he has absolute certainty that he is a true monarch out of his body, and Sister Na is just a golden pill, how can he stop him?

"The Rats are crazy!"

At this moment, there was a long howl from afar, and a figure in white clothes moved and leaped forward, reaching the front in an instant.

The skinny old man suddenly shrank his pupils, and the figure in white clothes fell in front of everyone. He was a handsome young man.

When the youth landed, he first turned to look at Tan Qiongyu.

"Yu'er, are you okay?"

Tan Qiongyu stuck out half of his head from behind Ye Chen, a little surprised and said: "Huang Shijie? Why are you here?"

The visitor was Huang Shijie, the queen of Heaven, whom she and Sister Na mentioned in the room.

"I received the news that someone wanted to be against you, so I flew directly with the sword. Fortunately, I came in time!"

Seeing Tan Qiongyu standing behind a young man who is much more handsome than him, Huang Shijie's heart was unhappy, but he still suppressed it forcibly.

He came here precisely to save Tan Qiongyu.

"You all step back, this guy, you can't deal with it!"

Huang Shijie turned around and held his hand, with a grandmaster attitude, completely disregarding other people, and extremely proud.

"At this age, I have a talent for cultivating out of my abilities, so talented!"

The skinny old man showed a solemn expression, Huang Shijie's aura was similar to him, or even stronger, and he was undoubtedly a strong enemy. He was determined to win tonight and could complete the task of hunting Tan Qiongyu, but at the moment when Huang Shijie appeared, he was already only 30% sure.

"I don't care who you are, I dare to attack Yu'er, I want you to die without a place to bury you!"

Huang Shijie clenched his fist and made a crisp sound of "Kala", and then stepped on the sole of his foot, and the ground in front of him was cracked, showing extraordinary power.

The skinny old man crossed his hands, as if the wings of a big Peng were spread out, and the space in front of him was full of his unique true essence.

"Huh!"

Huang Shijie's figure suddenly rushed forward, bringing up a long white shadow, and the old man drew it out with a single palm, and the black wind burst into place with Huang Shijie's palm.

"Bang--!"

There was a blast in the air, and the two of them dispersed. Huang Shijie took two steps back, but the old man took five steps in a row, with a trace of horror on his face.

"Split the waves threefold palm? Your master is Huang Wenyuan?"

Huang Shijie proudly said with a trace of pride: "Yes, Huang Wenyuan is my grandfather!"

"Hmph, I didn't expect to meet the juniors of the Huang family here, so I will learn how you got the true biography of Huang Wenyuan!"

The skinny old man showed a little jealousy in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed. After all, the person here was not Huang Wenyuan, but Huang Wenyuan's grandson.

The two were fighting in one place again, and there was an explosion of internal collisions all around. The guards had already been stunned. Have they ever seen such a fight?

Gong Yuwei and Hu Qiaoxue couldn't help looking at Ye Chen, and saw that he smoked lightly and leisurely. They didn't even look at the fight between the two, with bored expressions on their faces.

"If he makes a move, I'm afraid this old man will not be able to make a move, right?"

Hu Qiaoxue and Gong Yuwei looked at Ye Chen and couldn't help being amused.

If they had changed before, they would have been full of praise for Huang Shijie's fight with this skinny old man, shocking their eyes, but since seeing Ye Chen and Jin Wu Zhenxian's fantasy scene of crushing stars with one hand, they only feel what is in front of them. This battle was so ordinary that I couldn't raise any interest.

It's only ridiculous that these two people still regard the people around them as nothing, but they don't know that at this moment, two true immortals, a great master of Gedai, are watching them perform like a monkey show.

"Bang--!"

The two figures entangled increasingly anxiously, and there was a muffled sound, and Huang Shijie's palm was printed on the skinny old man's chest.

"Puff——!"

The old man vomited blood and flew back, his toes were a little on the ground, and he didn't dare to stay anymore. He just turned and leaped. A few ups and downs disappeared in the darkness, only a bitter voice was heard.

"Jie Jie, the Bai family boy, you are indeed amazing, but you want to save the life of this girl, it's just wishful thinking."