The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 1642: The Imperial Family’s Number One Expert

Chapter 1642: Chapter 1642: The Imperial Family’s Number One Expert

At the same time, Ye Tiannan, the Near-God Heavenly Officer, and Asura gathered together, blocking several powerful monks.

Ye Chenfeng didn’t hesitate much, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and swept past the wooden door in an instant.

"Boss, hurry up!"

Sikong Zhairiyue shouted, and Ye Chenfeng’s figure moved like lightning, swiftly dashing forward.

"Bang!"

Almost as Ye Chenfeng crossed the door, it immediately slammed shut.

"Boss, be careful!"

Seeing Ye Chenfeng continue to charge forward, Sikong Zhairiyue couldn’t help but remind him.

"You follow behind!"

Ye Chenfeng instructed Sikong Zhairiyue to stay behind him, as he fearlessly charged ahead.

What he needed right now was to buy time, as Ye Tiannan and the others were in danger. He needed to be quick and fight decisively.

He initially worried about potential dangers ahead, but Ye Chenfeng could no longer afford to care.

Surprisingly, along the way, they didn’t encounter any traps or mechanisms.

Perhaps the eight monks ahead were so incredibly powerful that placing traps behind them seemed like an insult.

"Whoosh!"

The path finally came to an end, and Ye Chenfeng let out a long exhale.

In front of Ye Chenfeng and Sikong Zhairiyue stood a towering ancient tower, with six sides intricately carved with lifelike Buddha statues.

It exuded a sense of aged heaviness, slowly spreading around.

The entrance of the ancient tower was inscribed with the three imposing characters "Divine Emperor Temple" like dragons.

"So it’s a tower within a tower!"

Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself.

At this moment, both he and Sikong Zhairiyue realized that the area they had entered earlier didn’t belong to the Divine Emperor Temple at all; the one before their eyes was the true Divine Emperor Temple.

"Go!"

A glint of coldness flashed in Ye Chenfeng’s eyes, and suddenly he rushed forward violently.

"Boom!"

With the sharpness of the Anan Sword in hand, Ye Chenfeng directly split the entrance of the Divine Emperor Temple in two.

Immediately after, Ye Chenfeng and Sikong Zhairiyue both entered the Divine Emperor Temple.

"Bang!"

But just as they entered, a booming sound echoed, and the door of the Divine Emperor Temple shut tight.

"What did I just chop down then?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Ye Chenfeng’s face, and his eyes grew more vigilant.

"It must have been some kind of Illusion Technique! Boss, we need to be more careful!"

Sikong Zhairiyue explained.

"There’s something strange here!"

Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself.

It wasn’t just the Illusion Technique that Sikong Zhairiyue mentioned; upon entering the Divine Emperor Temple, Ye Chenfeng felt completely isolated from the outside world as if he had entered another realm.

A thought brewed in Ye Chenfeng’s mind as his eyes flickered.

The interior of the ancient tower was magnificently lit, fully showcasing the Divine Emperor Temple.

It had twelve floors in total, and although the space wasn’t large, it concealed the ultimate secrets of the Imperial Family.

"Let’s go!"

Ye Chenfeng abruptly lowered his voice and said in a deep tone.

"Huh?"

Only after Ye Chenfeng took a step did he stop abruptly.

Because at some point, a figure had appeared before them.

This figure was clad in ninja attire, with seven katanas strapped to his back.

However, his appearance was surprisingly similar to Ye Chenfeng’s, likely not exceeding thirty years old.

"I’ve been waiting for you!"

The man spoke slowly, his voice gentle, his breathing steady.

It exerted an inexplicable pressure on Ye Chenfeng and Sikong Zhairiyue!

Sikong Zhairiyue suddenly thought of something and looked up and down at the man before him, exclaiming, "The Imperial Family’s top expert, the Seven-Color Ninja!"

The man grinned but did not confirm or deny it.

"Boss, we’re in trouble. The door you just chopped down was a fake created by him. This person is likely more difficult to deal with than the eight monks. He’s a mythical figure from Highland Sky, thought to be a fictional legend, but it turns out he really exists."

Sikong Zhairiyue said cautiously.

"Since we’re already here, even if it’s the Heavenly King himself, we have to fight!"

War intent surged in Ye Chenfeng’s eyes.

"The reason he’s called the Seven-Color Ninja is that he can control seven series of special abilities: wind, fire, lightning, water, earth, wood, and light. The most important thing is to be careful of his sword!"

Sikong Zhairiyue advised.

"Got it!"

The two exchanged glances, and suddenly, Ye Chenfeng launched himself, transforming into an indomitable flash of lightning towards the Seven-Color Ninja.

"Boom!"

The ultimate move Ye Chenfeng conjured produced a massive Sword Qi, reducing some wooden structures behind the Seven-Color Ninja to dust.

However, the Seven-Color Ninja effortlessly dodged, a constant smile playing on his lips.

But just moments ago, Sikong Zhairiyue had already slipped past the Seven-Color Ninja’s defenses, heading towards the inner temple of the Divine Emperor Temple.

"Your opponent is here!"

Ye Chenfeng appeared in front of the Seven-Color Ninja in time.

The Seven-Color Ninja smiled slightly, seemingly unconcerned about Sikong Zhairiyue having broken in.

It was as if everything was under his control.

The Seven-Color Ninja actually measured the Anan Sword in Ye Chenfeng’s hand, slowly speaking: "You’re from the Divine Land. I’ve seen two swords from there in my life, and yours is the second. But neither is inferior to the Kiji Sword."

Ye Chenfeng immediately understood that the owner of the first sword the Seven-Color Ninja mentioned was naturally Ye Chenfu.

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes glinted, and he smiled meaningfully: "So, as the Imperial Family’s top expert, you’ve lost once already?"

The Seven-Color Ninja said nothing, simply watching Ye Chenfeng quietly.

"So after he defeated you, what did he take from here?"

Ye Chenfeng deliberately asked.

He naturally didn’t believe Ye Chenfu would be idle and bored enough to challenge the Imperial Family for no reason.

He definitely had a purpose entering the Divine Emperor Temple!

The Seven-Color Ninja smiled gently: "That’s right, he was the first to successfully enter the Divine Emperor Temple, and also the only one. As for his purpose here, I can’t tell you."

"Well, then, today another name will be added to the list!"

Ye Chenfeng slowly tightened his grip on the Anan Sword.

The Seven-Color Ninja shook his head and said: "No, no, no, you’ll die. Everyone who came here today will die. But being able to reach the final level is already enough for you to be proud. After all, he and I are at the same realm, but in my eyes, you’re no different than ants. If I wish, I can crush you with a flick of my finger."

"Haha, how would I know unless I try."

Before his words fell, Ye Chenfeng suddenly charged forward.

"Boom!"

A gust of high-speed wind rose, abruptly compressing the pressure in the area.

The Seven-Color Ninja seemed to be completely controlled by Ye Chenfeng, motionless.

Yet his eyes were clear, without a trace of fear.

The pressure created by the high-speed wind was almost enough to compress the Seven-Color Ninja into a puddle of flesh...

"Phoenix Cry Reversal Kill Technique!"

However, Ye Chenfeng naturally knew that this move couldn’t harm the Seven-Color Ninja; it was merely a decoy, a diversion.

"Buzz..."

At the moment he launched One Qi Moves Mountains and Rivers, Ye Chenfeng bizarrely appeared behind the Seven-Color Ninja like a lightning bolt.

The Anan Sword in his hand rubbed against the air, producing a terrifying sound.

Like a deathly demonic melody!

To say this move could directly destroy the Seven-Color Ninja would be an overstatement.

But Ye Chenfeng was confident this move could definitely injure him!

A sword like a rainbow, the Anan Sword’s immense ferocity burst forth, crashing like waves upon the shore.

"Swoosh!"

With Ye Chenfeng’s stab, a sound like thunder and lightning was emitted.

"Swish!"

Ye Chenfeng was stunned; before his eyes appeared something like a seven-colored rainbow.

His expression changed drastically, his stab had missed.

It completely missed!

At a critical moment, the Seven-Color Ninja actually dodged it.

In the past, using Phoenix Cry Reversal Kill Technique didn’t always seriously injure opponents.

But for the Seven-Color Ninja to evade so easily, it truly was a first.

The Seven-Color Ninja seemed to have discerned all of Ye Chenfeng’s movements.

"Not good!"

With the instinct honed from countless brushes with life and death, Ye Chenfeng instantly realized the Seven-Color Ninja had used a movement technique similar to the "Phoenix Cry Reversal Kill Technique" to shockingly appear behind him.The Seven-Color Ninja wanted to take his life!

He aimed to deliver a one-hit kill!

"Sizzle!"

At the brink of life and death, Ye Chenfeng’s feet drilled into the ground like electric drills, penetrating the earth as easily as tofu.

"Boom!"

At the moment of the Seven-Color Ninja’s lethal strike, Ye Chenfeng’s body collapsed at an incredible angle and manner.

Like a piece of paper floating on the ground, not entirely touching, but with negligible distance in between.

The Weeble-Wobble Body Technique taught by the Wine God saved his life at the crucial moment once again.

"Oh!"

The Seven-Color Ninja exclaimed in surprise, seemingly astonished that Ye Chenfeng could dodge his attack.

In his eyes, Ye Chenfeng was not even at the same level as him, or rather on a completely different plane.

"Roar!"

Ye Chenfeng’s body suddenly bounced like a weeble-wobble; he opened his mouth and exhaled.

Instantly, a white mist burst forth.

Though like fog diffusing into the air, it carried destructive power.

"Roar!"

Moreover, at the moment Ye Chenfeng opened his mouth, a dragon roar powerful enough to pierce the sky resounded.

Ye Chenfeng was simultaneously employing the Wine God’s breathing technique and Heavenly Dragon Roar!

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

The Seven-Color Ninja darted like lightning, appearing at another position in the blink of an eye.

With a sudden return, the Seven-Color Ninja quickly appeared.

"Shing!"

A crisp sound echoed as the Seven-Color Ninja drew a tachi from his back.

At the moment he repelled the Seven-Color Ninja, Ye Chenfeng didn’t pause for a second, his figure instantly darting.

"Clang!"

The two clashed; the tachi and Anan Sword produced fierce sparks, scattering like fire.

"Hm?"

The Seven-Color Ninja, dodging to the side, uttered another sound of surprise.

Ye Chenfeng already blocked his attacks twice, which was entirely inconceivable to him.

"Watch closely!"

A curve formed on Ye Chenfeng’s lips, and he charged once more.

Before he arrived, the Anan Sword in his hand was already emitting an unstoppable aura.

Ye Chenfeng’s movements were seamless, pressing step by step.

"Interesting! It’s actually a Sword Across Worlds!"

Seeing this, the Seven-Color Ninja revealed an amused smile. His eyes even flashed a thoughtful expression.