Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 909 - 0: You Stop Right There for Me

Ye Xunhuan, like a dragon emerging from water, instantly arrived before Longshou. His tightly clenched iron fist was like a cannonball fired from a chamber, mercilessly smashing toward Longshou.

As the punch descended, the air in front of him was directly torn apart, producing a piercing sound, akin to the sound of fabric being violently ripped.

Faced with Ye Xunhuan’s thunderous, powerful punch, Longshou showed no intention of dodging. His right hand moved slowly, seemingly leisurely, yet he lightly slapped forward.

"Smack!"

The collision of fist and palm produced a crisp sound.

In the next moment, Ye Xunhuan’s expression shifted dramatically. He knew full well the immense power behind his punch, but when it struck Longshou’s palm, not only did it fail to inflict any substantial hurt, but all the force dissipated into nothingness.

It was as if everything disappeared into the depths of the ocean.

Danger!

Just as this thought emerged, Ye Xunhuan attempted to quickly withdraw his hand and retreat.

However, at that very second, Longshou’s right hand suddenly transformed, directly gripping Ye Xunhuan’s iron fist.

Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan’s expression darkened slightly. His right leg quickly sprung up, striking toward Longshou.

As his leg kicked out, it seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds, like an explosive charge embedded within, creating yet another piercing sound in the surrounding area.

Faced with Ye Xunhuan’s overwhelming and forceful kick, Longshou snorted coldly, his left hand swiftly slapping outward!

"Smack!"

The dull sound echoed once again, as Ye Xunhuan’s kick was smacked down by Longshou.

Just as Ye Xunhuan’s right leg was deflected downward, his left leg had already swung through the air toward Longshou.

At this moment, Ye Xunhuan’s legs seemed to have springs attached—one leg fell, the other immediately followed with a swift kick, forcing Longshou to release his grip on Ye Xunhuan.

"Ye Xunhuan, this is your last warning. Leave now and return to where you came from. This is not a place you should trespass!"

"You think you can stop me?" Ye Xunhuan retorted coldly, his face brimming with icy disdain. "You’re far too self-righteous!"

With those words, Ye Xunhuan’s aura surged instantly. In the blink of an eye, his killing intent and battle intent reached an alarming level—and they continued to rise, as though there was no limit in sight!

Sensing the changes in Ye Xunhuan, Longshou could no longer maintain his previous composure.

Longshou’s face now showed an unprecedentedly grave expression.

He understood—Ye Xunhuan was truly prepared to risk his life against him.

For a brief moment, countless imaginary horses stampeded across Longshou’s mind. His own nephew was determined to fight him to the death!

There was no time for hesitation—the next instant, Ye Xunhuan’s attack had already arrived like the wind.

This time, Ye Xunhuan abandoned barehanded combat. He launched a punch, a fierce burst of energy whistling out of his fist like a blade, forcing Longshou to avoid rather than confront it directly.

As Longshou dodged, the bamboo forest behind him paid the price—it shattered into pieces in an instant.

Wherever the energy traveled, it seemed capable of destroying anything and everything. The surroundings were instantly engulfed in flying dust and scattering grass debris!

"Enough!" Longshou roared in rage. "Fiery Flame Fist!"

"Yin and Yang Annihilation!"

"Bang!"

The collision of two massive fists created a sound like two mountain ranges from opposite horizons crashing into one another, thunderously deafening the ears.

The terrifying forces of both sides surged like waves in the ocean, each attempting to swallow the other whole.

In the next second, the two figures uncontrollably retreated backward.

"Ye Xunhuan, when will you stop?" Longshou’s face turned grim as he said furiously, "You dare attempt the Yin Yang Fist against me!"

"Didn’t you use your Overlord Fist against me first?"

"You..."

"You’ve seen only eighty percent of my power. I wonder if you can withstand all of it!"

"Ye Xunhuan, you better think carefully. If we continue a blood feud, we could both be fatally wounded. If that happens, you still won’t be able to take Liu Qingcheng away!"

"Who knows until we try? But you should reconsider—I’m a lone man, I have nothing to lose. If you get injured, though, and rumors start spreading..."

Longshou’s face instantly turned as dark as the abyss, as if water might ooze from his furrowed features. His pupils flickered with a shadowy glint.

Ye Xunhuan was completely impervious to threats or reasoning, forcing him to release Liu Qingcheng.

Freeing Liu Qingcheng was simple, but what about Kunlun?

Yet if he refused, Ye Xunhuan was evidently ready to settle matters to the bitter end.

"Do you not know your actions will incite Kunlun’s full wrath? You’ve already offended Shu Mountain, and Shu Mountain’s first master, Yuan Shu, has descended from the mountains. If you insist on being reckless, don’t blame me for not warning you when disaster strikes!"

"Stop pretending you’re virtuous!" Ye Xunhuan sneered, "Answer me with one question: Will you release her or not?"

Longshou opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Ye Xunhuan’s voice cut across once again: "If you won’t release her, then spare me your nonsense!"

Longshou’s face had already been unsightly, but the moment Ye Xunhuan’s arrogant words reached his ears, it turned even darker.

"So it’s decided—you’re determined to rescue Liu Qingcheng today?"

"Precisely!" Ye Xunhuan replied unequivocally. "If you release her, fine. If not, I’ll tear this place apart today!"

At this moment, Ye Xunhuan was utterly domineering—it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say Longshou meant nothing to him in his eyes!

"Don’t think you can stop me!" Ye Xunhuan’s voice dripped with disdain. "I haven’t even drawn my sword yet!"

"Do you realize, if I release Liu Qingcheng, everything she sacrificed will have been for nothing and—"

"Enough chatter!"

As his words fell, Ye Xunhuan’s figure abruptly vanished from its original position.

"Whoosh!"

The next instant, Ye Xunhuan reappeared before Longshou, his fists raining down in rapid succession like a torrential storm.

Every punch tore through the air with a sharp whistle, occasionally infused with inner strength, making them even deadlier.

Facing Ye Xunhuan’s ceaseless, storm-like attacks, Longshou had no choice but to fight back.

Each of Ye Xunhuan’s punches and moves carried lethal intent, and now he seemed to unleash his full strength in combat, leaving Longshou no room for hesitation.

If it were anyone else, Longshou would meet this relentless assault with total resistance.

But his opponent was Ye Xunhuan—his own nephew—making it difficult for him to strike ruthlessly.

Of course, Longshou understood that even if he did use full force, he might still be unable to deal with Ye Xunhuan. However, if he collided head-on, it could likely result in mutual destruction.

This was not an outcome he desired, especially with Yuan Shu still outside.

"Ye Xunhuan, stop this madness..."