Chen Mingye's actions were obviously extremely abrupt, not only were the two guards at the door taken aback, but even the room, which was still a little noisy, was quiet for a while.

"Who?" said Munch's warm voice from inside the room.

"Madam, it's me, Xiao Chen. Chen Mingye smiled slightly, and his voice was not in a hurry.

Seeing this, the two guards didn't say anything more, but the two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and their eyes were slightly weird, and they didn't understand what he was doing with his ghost-like actions before.

"Xiao Chen," Meng Shi didn't seem to expect it to be him, his voice paused slightly, and then said, "Okay, you can come in." ”

The door was opened with a "creak", and the maid opened the door and smiled at Chen Mingye: "Chen Gongzi, please come in." ”

Chen Mingye nodded and stepped into the house.

He behaved very casually, but the perception of the surrounding environment by spiritual power was becoming more and more subtle.

The assassin lurking on the roof of the building, as if his sudden arrival had disrupted the rhythm of the deployment, hibernate for a while, and did not act rashly.

If this side does not move, the assassins on Meng Che's side will naturally not move.

Although it was expected, Chen Mingye's heart was slightly relaxed at this time.

His impromptu move can be regarded as winning an opportunity for himself.

If he rushed in recklessly, the Assassin would think that he had been exposed, and might retreat, but he might also burst out and force his hand.

If he had come in normally, the Assassin would obviously ignore an ordinary being like him and follow the plan.

Only such a silent and sudden appearance, but extremely insipid knocking on the door, made the Assassin unable to figure out his depth, nor whether he was exposed, would he choose to continue to wait and see his actions.

Chen Mingye knew very well that he had only temporarily suppressed the assassin on the roof, and if there was a mistake in his words and actions, the assassin might prevent the assassin from having too many dreams and attack at any time.

However, if you have the first opportunity, then the next opportunity is in your own hands.

Chen Mingye smiled at the maid in front of him: "It's hard work." ”

The maid looked at him and bowed: "The son is serious." ”

Chen Mingye nodded and walked into the house. The interior of the house is very simple, except for a wooden bed with beams, a curtain around it, a wooden table in the center of the room, a few wooden stools, and nothing else.

This inn is located next to the official road, and the most common customers are often those peddlers' pawns, so the most demanded rooms are generally those with simple bunks. Therefore, although the price of the good rooms on the second floor is higher, the interior decoration is really flattering.

But fortunately, it was only a one-night boarding, and Meng obviously didn't care. She was sitting in the only chair in the room, reading a book in her hand. Seeing Chen Mingye come in, she put down the scroll in her hand and smiled at Chen Mingye, but her eyes looked a little tired.

"Xiao Chen, have you eaten?"

Chen Mingye bowed to the Meng family: "Thank you for your concern, the younger generation has eaten." ”

"Oh," Meng nodded, looking at him with concern in his eyes, "Suddenly came here, is there something wrong?"

Chen Mingye took a step closer and said: "The junior boldly and rashly disturbed the lady's rest, and hoped that the lady would forgive the sin, but there was one incident that the junior had to come to report." ”

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Meng Shi frowned slightly, and said softly: "It's okay, just say it." ”

Chen Mingye took a step closer again, approached the window of the house, and smiled slightly: "Don't disturb Madam, it's just a trivial matter......

Meng Shi was about to listen to his next words, and the two maids in the room also moved their eyes to him, and even in Chen Mingye's perception, the two assassins on the top of the building also moved their attention focused on Meng Shi to him for the first time because of these words.

Now is the time!

Chen Mingye's body was like electricity, and he suddenly rushed out of the window.

The excessive speed caused the night wind to almost hit him in the face, Chen Mingye was unconscious, his speed was not affected in the slightest, and he had already turned from the house to the roof in a few blinks of an eye.

The moonlight is flowing tiles, which is a very beautiful picture, but it is called the night, and Chen Mingye can see the figure on the roof clearly at a glance.

The two black-clothed men, full of qi and blood, are masters of martial arts at first glance, and even the nine grades of martial arts, which can be regarded as masters who can dominate one side.

The two people on the opposite side obviously didn't expect him to be so swift behind him, and the moment they came back to their senses, they were already aware of their exposure, but the two of them didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, but instead laughed cruelly, and quickly wrapped up Chen Mingye left and right.

Chen Mingye's eyes were cold and cold, without the slightest carelessness, and when his mind was urging, the sword swallowing Wu behind his back had already flown out of the sheath on its own, Chen Mingye reached out to catch it, and took advantage of the sharp sword momentum of the unsheath to sweep a sword straight towards the two people opposite.

"Look for death!" A low shout came from the opposite side, and Chen Mingye only felt that the person in front of him on the left shook violently, and even his body seemed to be a little taller, and then he didn't avoid it, and slapped his sword blade with his flesh palm.

Chen Mingye only felt a shock in his hand, and a huge force came to him along the blade, and he hurriedly resisted with luck and aura, and the Xuanting Sutra in his body flowed on its own, which was able to stop it.

Rao is like this, the right arm holding the sword is still slightly trembling and numb, and even the fingers holding the hilt of the sword are too sore to straighten for a while because of excessive force.

"Hey, you can block my palm, it seems to be a bit of a foundation. The strong man who had obviously become larger glanced at him coldly, and a playful smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "Xu San, I'll play with this kid, you go and bring back that girl's head, and your hands and feet will be sharp." ”

"Device, you pig's head is also worthy of ordering me, just those few straw bale guards, your third master slashes one by one. The diminutive swordsman on the right chuckled, and leaped downward.

Chen Mingye's eyes froze, the sword qi in the dantian swirled, and a sharp sword qi was injected into the swallowing Wu sword in his hand with his mind, and for a while, the red light on the sword body was magnificent, and it was like a frosty white moonlight that was about to overshadow the heaven and earth.

"Who let you go?" Chen Mingye shouted, his momentum rose to the peak, and he swung a sword at the short swordsman who turned around to leave.

"Boy, look for death!" Chen Mingye's ignorance of him made the strong man on the side suddenly furious! Under the red eyes, he raised his fists and struck Chen Mingye fiercely from the side.

The strong man is obviously extremely confident in his own strength, and after the first blow of the competition with Chen Mingye, he recognized himself to occupy the absolute upper hand, so this time he sneaked up on the undefended Chen Mingye from the other side, and naturally did his best to kill with one blow!

Chen Mingye blocked the castration of the short swordsman with a sword, and naturally did not relax the slightest vigilance against the strong man on the other side. Seeing the strong man's fists out, he couldn't help but sneer, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed direction at the first time, and the sharpness that had been hidden for a long time appeared, and stabbed towards the strong man.

A cruel smile erupted at the corner of the strong man's mouth, this time he came out with all his might, he could even foresee the scene where Chen Mingye's sword blade was broken by his own fists and slammed into his chest and vomited blood.

Only this time, as soon as his fists touched Chen Mingye's sword blade, he felt that something was wrong.

The sharpness of this sword far exceeded the previous sword several times, the strong man only felt that his heart suddenly leaked a beat, and the fists of his hands were faintly shattered as soon as they touched, his body trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge sideways.

Chen Mingye sneered, swallowing the Wu sword unforgivingly, breaking through the strong man's fist with a sharp sword qi, and the blade of the sword slashed through his wrist as lightly as cutting tofu.

A pair of bloody hands fell on the roof tiles, and the strong man did not retreat at all under the severe pain, but instead fell on his shoulders and elbows and slammed into him while he was close to Chen Mingye.

Chen Mingye was still worried about Xiaohong's side in his heart, so he condensed his spiritual power and sword intent into this sword, and also tried to break the enemy with one sword to win quickly. It's just that he didn't expect that the strong man would launch a further rapid attack on himself under the serious injury, so he couldn't retract his sword, only felt a huge shock in his chest, was knocked upside down and flew out, and spit out a mouthful of blood in the air.

The strong man smirked at him, his face distorted by pain.

Both sides were defeated, but on the Assassin's side, there was more than one person.

Chen Mingye sensed a cold wind coming out behind him, and knew that the blade of the short swordsman had also arrived.

He could even sense that the cold blade seemed to be close to his back, and the next moment he could break through his skin and give himself a cold blow from behind.

Everything is just lightning and flint, and death is so close.

Chen Mingye listened to the sound of the wind in his ears, and his heart was quiet.

Everything that happened just a moment ago, one move and one clue kept reproducing in his mind, and there seemed to be a white light connecting a line in it, connecting everything.

"I seem to get some of it. Between life and death, the cold despair was so real and approaching, but it made his mind completely calm down, and some things that he had not thought through before were suddenly opened up in an instant.

The Xuanting Sutra, which had been growing endlessly in his body, seemed to have never given up, Chen Mingye chuckled, and all the last spiritual power in his body was channeled along the meridians into the swallowing Wu in his hand.

If the habitual Meteorite Sword Technique is said to be the normal style of the enemy, then the sword passed on by Li Yuebai can be said to be a unique style of imminent opportunity.

Front-line striker.

A sword is like light, and a line is like a peak.

It was only at this time that Chen Mingye finally understood the true meaning slightly.

A sword is like light, this is the speed of a sword move. Only the premise of speed can the later sword moves be established.

If a line is like a peak, it is the meaning of a sword move. Although it is a sword, it is actually a line, a line that peeks into the opponent's actions in the millimeter, a line that is interspersed from the flaws of the past to the present, a line that is endlessly connected after the sword moves, and a line of sword after sword in endless places.

Although it is a line, the realm is too different, not to mention the peak of the line, the small into the big, and the majestic and unparalleled realm.

But for the time being, it is more than enough to break the enemy by the slightest of the slightest glance from this line.

The Wu Swallowing Sword slammed out of his hand, and at an extremely strange angle, the latter came first, stabbing into the chest of the dwarf swordsman.

The swordsman only felt as if a light flashed in his world, and then everything seemed to become vague. He looked at the blade that was only a stone's throw away from Chen Mingye's body, his eyes were full of confusion, why could his knife no longer be able to take a step forward no matter what?

It's just that he can't figure it out anymore.

Chen Mingye and the swordsman behind him fell almost at the same time, Chen Mingye was the sword that consumed all the spiritual power and collapsed, but the swordsman closed his eyes and collapsed.

Not far away, the strong man who was still smiling at the corner of his mouth at the last moment opened his mouth wide, and he was completely stunned. He was also in a very miserable state at the moment, his hands were broken, blood was pouring out, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper.

Chen Mingye propped himself up slightly with his arms, only to feel a burst of heat in his chest, and couldn't help coughing, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this point, it can be said that the limit has been reached.

In fact, from the moment he turned over and got on the roof of the building, Chen Mingye was already bothering to lay out, trying to win as soon as possible, but Rao was a sword move that he felt when he was in battle, and it was just a fluke to save his life.

The strength of the two Nine Rank Martial Arts masters on the opposite side was far beyond his imagination. If it weren't for his calculations, I'm afraid he would have died on the spot.

That strong man was obviously a boxing master, if he hadn't been caught off guard and had his hands cut off, I'm afraid that he alone would be enough to fight with him for a long time.

Although the dwarf swordsman was assassinated by his own sword, it was really the power of Li Yuebai's sword moves, and the opportunity that this sword realized in battle was really a fluke.

Chen Mingye let out a long sigh, realizing that although he was completely calculating, he also underestimated his opponent.

The strong man who had lost his hands over there had slowly stood up again, his forehead was exposed, and he looked at him and roared hoarsely like a beast: "Okay, very good, I'm going to break your foot one by one, so that you can taste the feeling of being unable to scream in pain." ”

Chen Mingye looked at the sturdy figure on the other side who was slowly walking towards him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The matter has come to this point, and there is no spiritual power in the body, and it is no longer a scene that can be solved by feeling what can be solved.

Is there really no way? There seemed to be a voice in my heart who asked softly.

Chen Mingye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something.

Without further ado, looking at the strong man who was still smiling slowly towards him on the other side, he raised his right hand with great difficulty, took out a red pill from his chest, and then threw it into his mouth with lightning speed under the stunned gaze of the strong man.

Xiao Hong had just given him the Red Spirit Pill that he hadn't been giving for a long time. For the first time, Chen Mingye felt that the little girl's arrogant appearance was so cute.

As soon as the Red Spirit Pill Fu entered his mouth, the rich aura radiated like a stream of water along the esophagus towards his limbs. This is a healing elixir, and the aura contained in it is enough to support his current state of running out of oil!

Chen Mingye moved his fingers and hooked the Wu Swallowing Sword, which had been discarded to the ground due to lack of strength, and then slowly stood up again with the sword in front of the strong man.

The strong man looked at Chen Mingye, who was in a significantly better state, and his body seemed to tremble slightly.

Chen Mingye looked at the figure opposite and smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth smiled playfully: "Knock the medicine flow, have you seen it?"