The assassin had followed Ye Chong from Chaoge City.

The purpose is naturally to kill Ye Chonglou.

But as Ye Chonglou said, he was the ancestor of the assassin, how could he be killed by a random assassin.

As soon as Ye Chonglou made a move, he immediately rushed in the direction of the assassin.

Ye Chong couldn't stop it, and just as he was about to shout at Ye Chonglou not to take risks, he saw the blazing light in the air collide with the arrow.

In that ball of light, a small sword was impressively wrapped.

It was smaller than the sword in Ye Chong's dantian, but the light was a few points better, and it was only Ye Chong who could see it clearly at this moment.

Then he saw the streamer arrow, which was cut off by the small sword in the light cluster.

Arrows drop.

The little sword still did not stop, but continued to attack the assassin in front of Ye Chonglou.

The assassin took two steps back, and fired another arrow.

This time, he aimed at Ye Chong.

He was scared!

Even if he knew that Ye Chonglou's qi sea was abolished, that person was still a little scared, so he shot at Ye Chong, trying to interfere with Ye Chonglou's mind and let him return to the rescue.

"Let's go!"

Ye Chonglou's figure running halfway through the road was not stagnant, but his long sleeves suddenly waved again, as if there was a thread invisibly, pulling the light of the qi.

Then the little sword pierced the void and rushed in front of the assassin in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

A crisp sound, like a broken string of a guqin.

The bowstring snapped.

The assassin's face changed, and he quickly pulled out the long knife behind him and slashed at Ye Chonglou.

Ye Chonglou no longer moved forward, the other party lost his bow and arrow, and there was no threat from a long distance, but Ye Chonglou, who could control the small sword with his mind, needed to distance himself from the other party.

When the other party came horizontally with a long knife, Ye Chonglou took two steps back, his body arched like a tiger, his long sleeves fluttering, waving like the wind.

The small sword seemed to have spirituality, and with the traction of his movements, a foot in front of him, there was a throbbing blazing light, and it fought with the long sword.

The sound of clanging is endless.

The assassin looked like he was good at using a knife, and every time the long knife of unknown grade cut out the hunting wind, and the voice was whistling.

And Ye Chonglou's sword, like an elf in the storm, leaped up and down to block the attack, without any condensation.

Although Ye Chong was a little far away, it was difficult to judge the other party's cultivation, but at least he was a few levels higher than himself.

He didn't expect that his father, who had wasted Qihai, would be able to fight with the other party for a while.

What shocked Ye Chong the most was that Ye Chonglou's use of that little sword had reached the point of perfection, and the speed, momentum, and power far surpassed Ye Chong when he used the Yuexuan Sword in all aspects.

There is also Ye Chonglou's experience in facing the enemy, and every time he pokes at the vital point, this is also beyond the reach of Ye Chong's current strength.

But he was still very worried about Ye Chonglou in his heart, after all, the sea of qi was abolished, and there was no continuous support of true power, even if his control of the little sword had reached the realm of transformation, the true qi in his body would still be consumed after all, once the true qi was exhausted, wouldn't he have to wait to be killed?

Ye Chong couldn't help but step forward quietly, he clenched the long sword at his waist, thinking that Ye Chonglou was really weak, so he rushed forward.

But before he could get closer, he was amazed to see that the assassin had taken two steps back!

Yes, Ye Chonglou, who has not really fought with anyone for a long time, actually became more and more courageous, and there was more and more irresistible momentum.

The small sword that exuded blazing light was like a divine help, and under Ye Chonglou's control, it was incomparable, constantly slashing and slashing, dazzling.

Looking from the side, Ye Chonglou seems to be dancing, and every movement has a fascinating artistic conception. And the little sword is like a brush controlled by him, stained with dripping ink, with his mind in the air pen dragon snake, every move is endless, the image is repeated, into an uncontrollable state, there is a vague sense of wild and unrestrained, chic and uninhibited.

Ye Chong remembered for a while that Zhang Xu, a calligrapher in the history of the previous life, was he so chic when he was drunk and wrote down the wild grass calligraphy that had been passed down through the ages.

Copybook!

Ye Chong seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and once again opened his eyes wide to savor Ye Chonglou's movements and the moves of the little sword.

Gradually, the moves of the little sword were spliced together little by little in Ye Chong's mind.

At this moment, he completely forgot that he was in danger, and instead entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

The traces of the tip of the sword were in Ye Chong's mind, and what appeared in Ye Chong's mind were intricate handwriting!

Ye Chong found that those handwriting were very similar to the words engraved by Yue Xuanjian in his dantian, but they were different.

At this moment, Ye Chong's fists clenched suddenly, as if he had grasped something extremely important.

"That handwriting, it's actually a series of sword moves?" Ye Chong said to himself, but when the Yue Xuan Sword he personally experienced was engraved with words, it was the simplest action of splitting and wiping thorns, how could it form such a powerful move?

Immediately after, his eyes were fixed on Ye Chonglou's body.

Look at him like crazy, dancing with his hands, exuding a strange charm from top to bottom, as if every movement is very beautiful.

It's sword intent!

My father is controlling the little sword with his sword intent, which is why he has such a wild and unrestrained posture.

Only then did Ye Chong remember that since Ye Chonglou was able to become the number one assassin and practice swordsmanship, he naturally had already comprehended the true sword intent.

The sea of qi can be abolished, but the sword intent of comprehension will not disappear.

Only the true sword intent will make Ye Chonglou in the battle look crazy.

Ye Chong's eyes lit up.

At this moment, there was a loud "pop!" sound.

The small sword that Ye Chonglou was controlling actually pierced a hole in the long knife in his hand at this moment and inserted it directly into the opponent's throat.

The spiritual pattern light of the long knife blade dissipated instantly, and the eyes of the person who had been pierced through his throat were like walnuts at this moment, until the moment he fell to death, his face was still full of disbelief and horror.

He couldn't imagine how a person whose Qi Sea had been abolished could still have such a stormy combat power.

He won't understand this question until he dies.

"Father, how are you?"

Seeing that the assassin was dead, Ye Chong couldn't help but step forward and ask.

Ye Chonglou suddenly restrained his crazy posture, withdrew the small sword in the blazing light cluster into his body, turned his head to look at Ye Chong, and showed a smile.

But his face was already pale and bloodless.

Ye Chong saw his body tremble for a moment, and then immediately rushed forward.

Ye Chonglou fell into his arms.

Ye Chong stretched out his hand to probe his pulse, and found that his true power had been exhausted, and the last sword intent had overdrawn too much of his spirit.

Ye Chonglou, who had wasted the sea of qi, even if he survived this fierce battle with difficulty, the old injuries in his body would recur again, making him even weaker than before.

Ye Chong looked at his father, who was already unconscious, his eyes couldn't help but redden, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by a powerful big hand.

My father worked so hard for himself.

And in his previous life, he was just an orphan who had never experienced family affection, and after fusing his soul in this life, Ye Chong, who was only meeting Ye Chonglou for the second time, burst into tears at the moment.

"Father, let's go home. ”

Ye Chong choked up and said this, then picked up Ye Chonglou's body and walked in the direction of the village step by step.

......

Fence yards, thatched huts.

Ye Chong was a human being for the first time in a humble home where he felt the affection of father and son.

Ye Chonglou lay on the wooden bed and was unconscious for three hours.

During this time, Ye Chong gave him the pill in the bag of Wu He to replenish qi and heal his wounds, and used his real power to help him resolve the medicine.

It wasn't until it was dark that Ye Chonglou woke up a little weakly.

"Father, it was Ye Chong who caused you, if Ye Chong's identity wasn't exposed and he was secretly targeted, he wouldn't have lured the assassin with evil intentions here. ”

Ye Chong knelt beside the bed and looked at Ye Chong's corridor.

"Heh!" The corners of Ye Chonglou's mouth twitched with difficulty, and then he shook his head and said, "I thought that your kid had grown up in the past two years and became smart, but I didn't expect it to be like this." ”

"Help me up. He said.

Ye Chong hurriedly got up and helped him lean against the wall at the head of the bed.

Ye Chonglou took two deep breaths, then looked at Ye Chong and said, "I am your father, and your identity is given by me, why do you say that you are involved?" It's not that no one knows where I'm hiding all these years, it's just that those people don't say it, because they want to wait to see if I can put on a good show for them in the end." And some other people, they will secretly follow you and find me, and it is not beyond my expectations, there are many people who want my life over the years, and your father is a wasted person, don't you live well?"

"Then does my father know who wants to kill you this time?" Ye Chong couldn't help but ask when he saw Ye Chonglou looking like he had expected it.

"Who wants to kill me?" Ye Chonglou chuckled, "Maybe it's those who regard me as a mortal enemy, maybe it's someone who has known where I'm hiding for a long time, but has waited until this time to make a move." However, it doesn't matter, for the former, I am naturally the best to die, and for the latter, it doesn't really matter if I die or not, as long as their purpose is achieved. ”

Ye Chong frowned, expressing puzzlement.

Ye Chonglou continued: "Needless to say, the former is needless to say, while the latter is those who want to make a monstrous wave in Chaoge City again. ”

Seeing that Ye Chong's brows were furrowed even deeper, Ye Chonglou smiled, "You don't have to think about it, it will be clear in the future." ”

Naturally, he would not tell his son that Wei Xun's son had not died back then, and had already entered Chaoge City.

He didn't want Ye Chong to be involved in this kind of power struggle like he was back then.

But many things often don't go as planned.

At the moment when Ye Chong was stunned, Ye Chonglou glanced out the window, and found no trace, so he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

This guy is so confident that I will be able to kill that assassin, so he can't wait to run back to Kenzuka to report the news?

Ye Chonglou looked at Ye Chong again, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You haven't said it yet, what is the reason for coming back suddenly this time?"

Ye Chong hurriedly got up, those words that he hadn't understood yet, since his father didn't want to say more, he didn't think about it anymore. He turned around and took out the bag handed over to him by Wu He, handed it to Ye Chonglou and said: "This is what Wu He, Deng Chong, and Zhou Changfeng asked me to hand over to you, and inside is the elixir they have collected over the years, saying that it is for you to try it, can you heal the old wounds in your body." ”