Metropolis: I was forced to be the villain

"Shadow Sect?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Jiang Yanchen's eyes. Looking at Ye Jin's solemn expression, it seemed that this "Shadow Sect" was a more mysterious organization or an ancient sect.

As if seeing Jiang Yanchen's doubts, Ye Jin continued: "You don't know the existence of Shadow Sect?"

Ye Yin on the side also asked in disbelief: "How is it possible?"

"You don't know Shadow Sect, how can you know the existence of the Peach Blossom Token?"

Regarding this, Jiang Yanchen really didn't know what to ask, because Gou System didn't give him any hint about "Shadow Sect".

"These are not important. After tonight, I will know what I want to know." Jiang Yanchen looked at Ye Jin and Ye Yin at the same level, and said calmly.

"Hmph, a young boy dares to be so rampant in front of me, you are courting death!"

The corner of Ye Yin's mouth was full of disdain, his eyes seemed to be on fire, the clothes around him were windless, and when he touched the ground with his toes, his whole body turned into afterimages and rushed towards Jiang Yanchen.

"What a fast speed!" Jiang Yanchen's pupils shrank and his heart skipped a beat. He had never expected Ye Yin's speed to be so fast, so fast that the afterimage would appear.

Outside the mountain gate, Ning Shuang's beautiful eyes were also opened to the maximum, and her small mouth was slightly opened. She was shocked by Ye Yin's terrifying speed. Only then could she understand how strong Jiang Yanchen said about the two old men.

However, Jiang Yanchen was only surprised for a moment. He flipped his right hand, and three silver needles appeared. He flicked his wrist, which seemed to be an understatement, but the three silver needles shot at Ye Yin at a tricky angle. Vital parts.

"That is?!"

Ye Jin, who had been observing the battle, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, because Jiang Yanchen's technique of using the silver needle was impressively like ten thousand trees and flying flowers.

"Xiao'er's unique skill." Ye Jin's body shook, and endless grief appeared in his eyes.

This shows that Ye Xiao is indeed dead, otherwise Jiang Yanchen could not have learned the stunt of Ten Thousand Trees Flying Flowers.

"It's over, it's over!"

Ye Jin seemed to have aged many years all of a sudden, and his grizzled hair turned into snow-white white in an instant.

"It's over, the future of Shenzhen Sect is completely wiped out!" Ye Jin staggered and almost fell to the ground, leaning against the wall and muttering to himself.

In the arena, Ye Yin was also shocked by Jiang Yanchen's Ten Thousand Trees Flying Flowers technique, his heart was infinitely sad, and the killing intent in his eyes became even crazier.

"Take your life!"

Ye Yin roared angrily, his clothes fluttering all over his body, and he kept waving his hands, only to see the silver light flickering continuously, rubbing against the air and making a sharp sonic boom.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

It seemed that there were thousands of silver needles overwhelmingly pressing down on him, but Jiang Yanchen didn't panic, he touched his palm from his bosom, and a bulletproof glass one person tall stood in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Thousands of silver lights hit the bulletproof glass one after another like bullets, making deafening noises, but none of the silver needles could break through the defense of the bulletproof glass.

"bullet-proof glass?!"

The anger in Ye Yin's eyes was even worse, and he felt even more aggrieved in his heart. How did you take such a big thing out of your arms?
"Fuck!"

This caused Ye Yin to swear, he jumped up and kicked Jiang Yanchen in front of him, and there was even an afterimage of this kick.

Pushing the precarious bulletproof glass forward, Jiang Yanchen also twisted his body and kicked it out.

"boom!"

The feet of the two collided in the air, and the already crumbling bulletproof glass was torn apart by the kicks of the two, and the surface of the glass was torn apart like a spider's web.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Yin didn't stop any longer. He leaned forward, and with a cold light on his right fingertips, he pierced into Jiang Yanchen's brow.

Jiang Yanchen didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, he raised his right hand up, and then fisted with his hand, hitting Ye Yin's arm directly.

But it has to be said that Jiang Yanchen's physique improved with Daliwan is still not as good as Ye Yin's practical training every year, and the speed is a bit worse.

Seeing that the silver needle was about to pierce the center of his eyebrows, Jiang Yanchen had no choice but to lean back, narrowly dodging the fatal blow, and turned his fist around, hitting Ye Yin's shoulder.

Ye Yin's left hand turned into a grasp, like a big pliers, firmly locking Jiang Yanchen's right wrist.

This kind of fight is just a flash, the eyes of the people outside the mountain gate can't even keep up with the speed of the fight between the two.

"No, Yanchen was grabbed by the wrist." Ning Shuang clenched her hands together, anxious expression appeared on her pretty face.

Xiaobai and Xiangnan were also shocked. The former said nervously: "This old man is too strong, and the young master is at a disadvantage. If we play, I'm afraid we will be kicked out of the mountain gate within one round!"

Xiang Nan nodded sympathetically and said, "I thought that my skills had already surpassed many people, but now it seems that I am too short-sighted."

In the courtyard, Jiang Yanchen was shocked. He had already overestimated Ye Yin's strength as much as possible, but he still underestimated it.

His right wrist was grabbed, Jiang Yanchen pulled his right arm violently, and at the same time kicked Ye Yin's knee with his right foot.

Ye Yin's eyes were already red at the moment. He just wanted to kill Jiang Yanchen, but he ignored Jiang Yanchen's kick to his knee, and instead planned to use injury for life. He grabbed Jiang Yanchen's throat with his left hand.

The little silver light emitting from the tip of his left finger is exactly a silver needle with a length of one inch and three. If this silver needle is pierced into the side of his throat, Jiang Yanchen has no doubt that it can kill him instantly.

"What a lunatic!"

Jiang Yanchen cursed loudly, but he didn't stop kicking with his right foot.

"what!"

There was a muffled grunt caused by pain, and then there was the sound of bones breaking in Ye Yin's right leg.

"Hmph, I'm really not afraid of death!" Ye Yin's face turned pale with pain, but there was a smile on his face, as if he was mocking Jiang Yanchen.

Jiang Yanchen touched the silver needle on his neck, but smiled slightly, and said, "Old man, you are really crazy, but your wishful thinking has failed!"

Seeing that Jiang Yanchen was alive and well, Ye Yin seemed to have seen a ghost, his pupils widened, he raised his finger to Jiang Yanchen, and said with disbelief: "How is it possible? You will die within three seconds after being hit by my needle. how come?!"

Gently pulling out the silver needle on his neck, Jiang Yanchen said with a faint smile, "Old man, go to another world full of doubts!"

The moment Jiang Yanchen pierced his throat with the silver needle, his body forcefully moved back. That was the moment Ye Yin was kicked in the knee, so even Ye Yin didn't notice it. The distance, acupuncture points have changed.

Although Jiang Yanchen escaped the fatal blow, the stinging pain from his neck still made him sweat profusely.

"This fucker is too scary, just pinch it, and I will go through it again!"