"Ye Chen, you're way too arrogant. This is East Desolate City, not your Cangzhou. Your strength isn't enough to be so conceited here!"
Zhang Yue shouted, with a swish, his long blade unsheathed, its edge pointing directly at Ye Chen.
"I never thought of myself as an insolent person who disregards everyone, but to be fair, I really don't consider trash like you worth noticing."
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, his figure had already dashed towards Zhang Yue.
Golden light appeared beneath his feet.
Zhang Yue's pupils shrank, and he thought to himself how fast Ye Chen was. Instinctively, he swung his blade forward.
A flash of the blade stood in front of him.
In the next moment, the phantom of a True Dragon and Divine Phoenix appeared amidst the dazzling sword light.
Ye Chen struck down fiercely with a Dragon and Phoenix Sword Qi.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
