Regardless of the number of soldiers, Tang Guo's soldiers have a good martial arts, which is different from the waste wood that Ye Zhen has cut in the past 15 years.

A small army **** in Weicheng can be seen at one ten.

Jian Guang Ling Yan, surrounded by the Red Army Tang Army, a steel sword under the tangled Tang swords with tacit understanding!

Turning over a flying maggot, a red armored Tang army flew backwards and smashed the cracks in the wall behind him.

After a short pause, dozens of Tang knives instantly topped, and the steel sword was blocked behind his backhand.

"Ding!"

The steel sword sank slightly after dozens of Tang swords were cut, and Ye Zhen could detect the sharp edge of the sword through the clothes behind him.

"what!"

With a roar, the steel sword Mars shot and blasted all the tangled swords on it.

"laugh!"

Jian Guang shot like a silver snake around his body.

"boom!"

Tang Jun's armor broke around and all flew out.

After breaking the siege, Ye Zhenjian moved with him. He didn't give the Chijia Tang army a chance to fight together. The blood splattered and the remote lane was short.

"Ding!"

The point of the sword was on the ground, Ye Zhen's breathing was a bit heavy.

"What's even more terrible is the combined attack ...".

Suddenly, Ye Zhen noticed something, and the steel sword that was on the ground was held by Ye Zhen in his hand.

Turning slowly, a middle-aged man in a gray coat was holding a long sword in his arms, and looked at Ye Zhen calmly.

But Ye Zhen was able to perceive in the eyes of middle-aged people that ...

On the other hand, when Xiao Heizi passed the Chunfeng Pavilion, he suddenly thought of something. He knew that his elder brother Ye Zhen really settled here, which is the smallest shop in Linqiqi Lane.

But no matter how he patted the door, there was no response in the room.

"Squeak ..."

The side door opened, and Ning Que, who frowned on his forehead, saw the little sunspot patting the door, wondering, "Little sunspot? You are ..."

The little sunspot hurriedly said, "Ning Que, what about brother?"

Ning Que said for a moment and said, "Brother? I don't know. I didn't see him when I opened my eyes. What's the matter with you so anxious to find Brother?"

Little Heizi opened his mouth, but closed it tightly again. Thinking of the mysterious man who had blocked the Tang Army in Chijia, Xiao Heizi hurried away when he was fine.

The eldest brother Wugong Gao Xiaozi knows that this is the reason he came to find Ye Zhen, but Ning Que ... Xiaozi doesn't want him to die. Since the older brother is not there, he can only go to help the second brother or Qi Siye. .

Looking at the figure running away from the little sunspot, Ning lacked doubts, but it was certain that the little sunspot was in trouble.

Ning Que quickly returned to the house, took his three knives and chased in the direction that the little sunspot disappeared.

the other side.

Standing with a sword, Ye Zhen calmly said, "I can't leave alive without killing you, right?"

Middle-aged man's mouth slightly picks "Do you deserve it?"

"Then try it!"

The voice fell, Ye Zhen instantly entered the wonderful state of the morning, and the spirit and spirit were extremely condensed. The sun moved with the steel sword and finally gathered on the sword tip!

"call out!"

Peak moment! As soon as Ye Zhen stepped, the whole person seemed to be turned into a sharp sword and stabbed at the middle-aged person.

"Oh!"

A strange wave appeared from the middle-aged man, and the long sword he had been holding in his arms was suddenly raised in front of his left hand.

"Ding!"

A shrill sound of gold and iron clashes came from far away. The scabbard of the sword in the middle-aged man was torn by a steel sword, which is a long sword, and a small hole was pierced by the tip of the steel sword in Ye Zhen's hand.

Ye Zhen's eyes narrowed suddenly. He thought that this attack might not kill the enemy, but at least he could also hurt it, and then escaped by himself.

However, I did not expect that the other party took such a pinch of Ye Zhen this understatement!

What came to mind, Ye Zhen exclaimed, "Big Sword Master!"

The middle-aged man's mouth slightly tilted, his right hand suddenly lifted, and a palm carrying Feng Lei patted Ye Zhenxin's mouth.

If this palm is implemented, I am afraid that it will directly shatter the heart.

At the very moment of the attack, the steel sword stabbed by Ye Zhen suddenly slid to the next stop.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the steel sword was pressed on Ye Zhen by the power of Fenglei.

The sound of broken ribs sounded, Ye Zhen flew away quickly, and spit out a bit of blood halfway.

However, Ye Zhen was still flying backwards, and the middle-aged man suddenly pulled out a series of afterimages and stabbed a sword at Ye Zhenxin's mouth.

"Ding!"

With a keen response to the extreme, endured the pain of rib fracture, Ye Zhen waved the sword in his hand.

But regardless of strength, or something similar to internal or spiritual power, Ye Zhen is far from the other side.

Although the sword blocked it, Ye Zhen's flying speed was faster, and the steel sword was once again bounced back and hit Ye Zhen.

But this time Ye really had bad luck. The contact was not the sword body, but the blade, blood was splashing, and Ye Zhen's tiger's mouth cracked under this attack.

However, the middle-aged man did not give Ye Zhen a chance and cut it again with a sword. Ye Zhen's desire to survive was not understood by anyone.

Pulling the steel sword out of his body, Ye Zhen waved his sword again to stop while flying down!

The result was just like a genius, but this time, Ye Zhen vomited more blood, and the masked white cloth had been stained red by the blood he vomited.

It seems that as a great swordsman, half of the great swordsman who has stepped into the well-known realm can't even kill two swords, a waste wood that is just a sense of reality!

Moreover, the waste wood in front of him, who was only aware of the situation, looked at his killing intention with his eyes on the way, which made him feel a little fear in his heart.

Immediately after, this fear became anger.

Followed by Ye Zhen's middle-aged man with loose hands, the long sword in his hand instantly split into dozens, each with a bright white sword gas on it, and went straight to Ye Zhen!

"what!"

With a roar, Ye Zhen danced the steel sword out of a phantom.

"Ding Ding Ding ...!"

With the dense sound, Ye Zhen magically blocked all the flying swords!

From the beginning of Ye Zhen's inversion, until now, it seems like a long time, but it is just the effort of breathing.

While chopping down the last flying sword, Ye Zhen smashed into the thick high wall suddenly.

"puff..."

Spitting blood, Ye Zhen was inlaid in the recessed wall.

"Click ... click ..."

With Ye Zhen as the center, cracks began to spread like spider webs.

Ye Zhen slowly lowered his head, and even the steel sword that had been held up in the hands also hammered.

The middle-aged man landed, looking at Ye Zhen from afar, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, a big hand waved, and the sword on the ground flew up and fell into the middle-aged man's hand.

But the next moment, the middle-aged man suddenly frowned, but Ye Zhen's drooping head was slowly raised.

Raised with one, there is a steel sword in Ye Zhen's hand, the tip of which points directly at the brows of the middle-aged!

The middle-aged man's eyebrows wrinkled instantly, and for some reason, he was horrified at the look of the dying man in front of him.

The sword in his hand once again glowed with white light.

suddenly! Slight noises spread through the quiet streets.

"boom!"

It turned out to be a steel sword that was continuously subjected to the impact of the flying sword of middle-aged people. It was broken. Except for the hilt, the entire blade was broken into iron filings and scattered on the ground.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man laughed suddenly and said, "Now you don't have any weapons, what can you resist?"

The voice fell, his hands widened, and the sword swung from his chest, and the wind blew up in the street. In the next moment, the sword shot towards Ye Zhen like an aurora!

However, just as the horrific sword was about to tear Ye Zhen, a white light fell from the sky and was instantly on the ground.

"boom!"

With a huge roar, a simple long sword slanted in front of Ye Zhen.

Sword rages, the ground collapses instantly, and the long sword carrying horrific power is annihilated directly under this sword.

The middle-aged man got up and backed up at the moment when the quaint long sword landed on the ground.

The owner of the quaint sword did not seem to kill it, but just shattered everything in the entire secluded long road and turned away.

Middle-aged people look at Ye Zhen, and Ye Zhen's eyes also look at middle-aged people.

The face of the middle-aged man was very changeable, but then he flew away. In his mind, it was absolutely foolish to offend an unknown strong man in order to kill a kid who senses the realm.

Ye Zhen, looking at the direction of the middle-aged person, left the sound of mosquitoes and flies, but also insisted that if he did not die, he would report it!

After all, the right hand holding the hilt fell down at the same time as his head.

The long path that has completely become the ruins is still terrible, only the sound of Ye Zhen falling to the ground with blood.

Not long after, a rush of footsteps came, looking at the unrecognizable long road, the little sunspot was stupid.

The Chao Xiaoshu, holding the sword in her arms, came to the end of the passage quickly after being shocked.

Looking at Ye Zhen, who was severely injured in the wall in front of his eyes, frowned slightly, reaching out and removing the red towel stained with blood.

Looking towards Xiaoshu's eyes for a moment, blurted out, "It's him!"

PS: Spoiler, think about going through the settings before "The Night" and the life that the protagonist will die if he doesn't die.