"I have three questions. Ye Xin said lightly: "If you can give me a reasonable answer, I will turn around and leave, and I will not disturb you again." ”

"Hehe......" The sturdy middle-aged man smiled and looked at Ye Xin noncommittally.

"First question, I know that there are thirty-eight dead soldiers under the sect's tent, but I heard that in the battle of Zeshan, many of the thirty-eight dead soldiers died in battle for the people of the Zong family to flee from the Great Chen Kingdom. Ye Xin said: "Counting you, how many dead soldiers are left in the sect?"

The sturdy middle-aged man's face had turned pale, and he never thought that this black-robed man would know their origins.

"The second question, Zong Bieli is not dead, is he's in Jiuding City?!" Ye Xin asked word by word.

The sturdy middle-aged man didn't dare to continue listening, every word Ye Xin said was a magic sound for him.

"Kill him!" The sturdy middle-aged man let out an angry roar, and then rushed towards Ye Xin, but he only rushed out a few meters, and his figure suddenly slowed down, and when the sword light in the old man's long sleeves swayed and rolled towards Ye Xin's back, he suddenly accelerated.

"I know the answer. Ye Xin smiled, at this time, the rushing sword light had hit from behind, less than a foot away from him, Ye Xin's figure suddenly fell forward, whether it was the timing of the choice or the speed of the fall, it was just right, it looked like he was blown down by the sword light, just a little bit, his body could be pierced by the sword light, but there was no way to really touch him.

The old man's wrist flipped rapidly, and the sword light of the two soft swords became denser and denser, and suddenly, Ye Xin fell forward, his eyes lost his goal, and before he could react, Ye Xin supported the ground with one hand, and his legs were cut back like an iron whip.

Bang bang...... Ye Xin's feet hit the old man's knees like lightning, and the old man's knees became twisted at the same time, and his uncontrollable body involuntarily fell forward.

The next moment, Ye Xin's right leg flew upward, and the sword light that had become messy was hitting the old man's chest.

Rumble...... The old man let out a terrible scream, and his figure flew upside down, crashing into the tofu factory, and then there was no more sound.

"Die!" the middle-aged man had already pounced, and a faint light and shadow escaped from his body, condensing into a looming giant bear.

Ye Xin's hand holding the ground was slightly forced, and his figure had already jumped up, and at this moment, the middle-aged man's right fist had been wrapped in a terrifying whistling sound, hitting Ye Xin's chest.

Can refine the natal skill of bears, no matter what kind of bear it is, it must be won by strength, with Ye Xin's experience, it is right to avoid reality and hypocrisy, but the corner of his mouth showed an evil smile, and he waved his fist without hesitation.

Rumble...... The concussive breath centered on the impact point of the two fists, rolling around, Ye Xin was like sliding on the ice, retreating more than ten meters in a row, and the middle-aged man also staggered backwards one after another, he wanted to attack again, but suddenly found that the Yuan Force in his body was no longer under his control, and the Yuan Force also produced a pain like a knife cut.

"You...... Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man paused, then roared angrily.

"The third question, why are you spying on the Ye family, why do you want to marry Zong Ying in?" Ye Xin said slowly while rubbing his wrists: "However, I also know the answer to this question...... In the past few years, there have been many samurai who have died under the strength of the Heavenly Wolf, but they have never recognized my natal technique, they only think that my fist strength is too fierce, but you can see through it at a glance. ”

The middle-aged man didn't make a sound, just tried to calm his breathing.

"Your goal is the Heavenly Wolf Technique, right? Otherwise, it would be impossible to understand the Heavenly Wolf Strength. Ye Xin smiled: "The idea is very good, but it's a pity...... You've picked the wrong opponent. ”

The middle-aged man roared again, pounced on Ye Xin, and smashed his huge fist into Ye Xin's face door like lightning.

"Still don't give up?" Ye Xin said with a smile, the Ye family's Heavenly Wolf Strength can make the Yuan Force undergo a strange oscillation, which can have two completely different effects on the target.

If the target is a friend, the wolf energy can quench the yuan vein, so that the target's cultivation can get twice the result with half the effort, if the target is the enemy, the sky wolf energy will impact the yuan vein, which can make the yuan vein produce an effect similar to paralysis, and there is no way to operate the yuan force, although the time is very short and it will be subject to various constraints, but for a samurai of the same level, it is enough to decide life and death.

However, there is no perfect natal technique in the world, and the same is true for the Heavenly Wolf Technique, Ye Xin must hit the opponent's body with his fist in order to send the Heavenly Wolf Jin out against the same high-level innate warrior, Ye Xin can almost be regarded as having no opponent, but once he encounters the Shangzhu State-level warrior who has refined his killing moves, the power of the Heavenly Wolf Jin will be greatly reduced.

At that time, Ye Guanhai was also a national-level warrior in Shangzhu, but he did not have any advantage over Xiao Demon Finger, and could only be beaten passively, because Xiao Demon Finger's killing attack range reached dozens of meters, and he knew that Ye Guanhai was so powerful that he never gave Ye Guanhai a chance to fight in close quarters.

As for Ye Xin, he almost died in the hands of Zhuang Immortal, that battle was a little wronged, he didn't dare to use the Heavenly Wolf Strength, if he exposed his details, then Zhuang Immortal would definitely hunt him down at all costs.

It's just the leader of the Heavenly Sin Battalion, Zhuang Immortal found that the price he paid was too heavy, and it was possible to withdraw his hand, anyway, the warriors of the Heavenly Sin Camp were almost dead, and only less than a hundred people escaped from the encirclement, so there was no need to chase after him, but Ye Xin had Ye Guanhai's inheritance, that was another matter.

Ye Xin clenched his fists and blasted towards the oncoming giant bear, the image of the giant bear that emerged from the middle-aged man had reached a height of more than three meters, Ye Xin seemed very small compared to it, but his momentum was not inferior to the other party.

Rumble...... The image of the giant bear collapsed instantly, and the middle-aged man staggered back again, while Ye Xin only took half a step back, and then his body threw himself forward, raised his fists, and struck the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man's foundation is very solid, the wolf strength is not invincible, the effect depends on the target's Yuan Force, as well as the strength of the Yuan Vein, the middle-aged man only stiffened for less than half a second, and then regained his mobility, at least much more powerful than the poisonous widow in Tianyuan City, the poisonous widow has been passively beaten under Ye Xin's fist, and has never been able to fight back.

When Ye Xin's fist swung out again, the middle-aged man still seemed to be going to fight Ye Xin, but at the moment when his fists collided together, his figure suddenly fell shorter, and he opened his arms to hug Ye Xin's waist.

It's just that he completely underestimated Ye Xin's reaction, his fist was about to hit the air, Ye Xin immediately changed his move, and his right knee flew up like a cannonball, crashing into the middle-aged man's face.

Ye Xin's change of moves was extremely fast, and his movements were natural, if someone was watching the battle nearby, there would be an illusion, as if the middle-aged man was simply hitting Ye Xin's knee with his face.

Rumble...... The middle-aged man's neck made a piercing cracking sound, and his body flew backwards like a broken sack, hitting the stone pillar of the pavilion and rolling to the ground.

The middle-aged man's nose had been smashed, the flesh and blood were blurred, blood was splashed in his ears, one eye had bulged out, and it seemed to be able to fall off at any time, and the remaining eye looked to the side, his eyes were a little strange, confused, angry and unwilling.

Ye Xin pounced from the air like a cheetah, and hit the middle-aged man's chest and abdomen with a punch, and the middle-aged man's head and legs were raised violently, as if he was about to fly out of his body, and then fell heavily on the ground, and his body began to twitch violently.

Ye Xin tore off a piece of cloth from the middle-aged man's body, slowly straightened up, wiped the blood on his fist with a strip of cloth, stared down at the middle-aged man for a moment, and turned around and walked towards the house.

The main house behind the courtyard, as well as the wings on both sides, including the tofu making workshop in front, and even the thatched house have been found, but there is no figure, it seems that there are only two of them here.

It took almost an hour for Ye Xin to be sure that there were no secret rooms and secret passages here, his expression was a little puzzled, and he slowly walked to the courtyard.

The night breeze hit, and the golden osmanthus on the golden laurel tree was blown off, fluttering with the night wind.

Ye Xintan caught an osmanthus flower, this golden osmanthus is a little strange, in addition to the unique fragrance of osmanthus, there is also a fragrance of roses.

"It's so fragrant......" Ye Xin smiled, raised his hand to throw away the osmanthus flowers, and walked out slowly.

It was also unfortunate that Ye Xin had just walked out of the gate of the Shuangxiang Tofu Factory, and he saw several patrols coming from the other end of the long street, and when he saw Ye Xinmeng's figure in the cloak, the patrols immediately became alert, and one of them shouted: "Hey...... It's curfew time!"

Ye Xin glanced at the patrols, turned around and walked slowly along the long street.

"Do you still dare to go?!" the patrolman led by him shouted, pulled out his waist knife with his backhand, and chased after Ye Xin with a step.

After chasing seven or eight steps, the patrol leader suddenly felt something, and his body became stiff, and then he turned around a little bit, and behind them, at some point, there were more than a dozen figures.

The first thing the rangers noticed was a giant wolf that was stronger than a bison, with a head almost as big as a millstone, and a fangs on the side of its mouth, which was a real bloody mouth, and the rangers had no doubt that if the giant wolves wanted to attack them, they could easily swallow them alive.

The wolves began to move forward, as if they were one, with surprisingly uniform steps, and on each giant wolf sat a knight, motionless, like a statue.

Several patrolmen trembled involuntarily, and the closer the giant wolf approached, the more they trembled, and just when they thought that they would die today, the knight at the head suddenly stretched out his hand, put it to his lips, and then pointed to the other end of the long street.

The patrolmen suddenly understood something, and turned and hurried in the direction the knight pointed.