Late at night, Chang'an City is also silent, all households have almost rested, the moon stars are scarce, through the thin dark clouds, Chang'an City under the moonlight is also covered with a layer of haze.

In an inn, Ye Chuchen was lying on the bed, his eyes open, and his eyes were shining with a bright light.

At this time, Ye Chuchen's face was expressionless, his brows were furrowed, and it was already late at night, but when he thought of the news he heard in the teahouse during the day, Ye Chuchen felt uneasy in his heart and couldn't sleep.

As the group of people said during the day, they will execute Xue Ling in a few days, and they will inevitably show up.

And now that he is wanted everywhere in Chang'an City, he thinks that he will no longer be able to haunt Chang'an City as an immortal cultivator in the next few days, and if he is discovered, he will inevitably be brutally hunted down.

Tomorrow, I have to hurry up Brother Xia Zimo, Lan Xi will discuss it, get a people's dress, and if you don't have a point, you will have more certainty. Ye Chuchen thought in his heart, and spit out a mouthful of turbid breath, and couldn't help but worry about Xueling's current situation.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept outside the house, and Ye Chuchen hurriedly got up, staring at the outside of the house with his eyes, and his breathing adjusted very weakly.

I saw that through the doors and windows, several black shadows flashed outside the house one after another, and at the same time, an extremely subtle voice spread from the black shadows, this voice was so small that it would never be heard by a sleeping person.

However, Ye Chuchen could hear it clearly, firstly, he did not fall asleep, and secondly, he was a cultivator, and his senses were not comparable to ordinary people.

And it was precisely because he heard it clearly that Ye Chuchen's eyes instantly showed a hint of ruthlessness, because he heard from that subtle voice that the reason why these people appeared here was because of him Ye Chuchen.

For a moment, Ye Chuchen showed a strange smile on his face, and at the same time understood that his whereabouts had been discovered, and if he didn't kill these people, I was afraid that it would be even more dangerous in the future.

Thinking like this, Ye Chuchen quickly stuffed the pillow into the futon, made the shape of a person sleeping on the bed, and after doing this, picked up the black long sword, and drilled his body under the bed.

And just after Ye Chuchen's body got under the bed, the sound outside the house also disappeared, and then he saw a bright white knife tip through the crack in the door.

"Whew!"

The moment the door was opened, a fresh breeze blew into the room, and then four black shadows also entered the room one after another, holding a large knife in their hands, and slowly approached the bed.

When they walked to the side of the bed, they saw the futon bulging on the bed, and the four of them looked at each other a little, and then four big knives slashed at the futon, and suddenly, the futon was cut off, and the silk flew sideways.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, one of the dead people drank coldly, and then lifted the quilt with the palm of his hand, revealing the pillow under the bedding. And the eyes of the person who lifted the futon also changed suddenly, and the big knife in his hand was clenched.

"Fooled, go!" I saw that this man shouted, and then quickly turned around and walked towards the door, and the other three people saw this, their faces showed surprise, and they also hurriedly followed.

However, Ye Chuchen would not let them go, and when the other three turned around, Ye Chuchen pulled out his black long sword, saw the opportunity, and swept it sideways.

The sword light flickered, and the blade cut on one person's feet, directly cutting off the tendons and veins of his feet.

The man with his hamstrings severed fell to his knees after a scream, blood gushing from the wound.

Before the other three could react, Ye Chuchen quickly rolled out from under the bed and rolled in front of the person who was already kneeling on the ground, his eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand swept again.

A sword sealed his throat, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on the long sword in Ye Chuchen's hand, while the person kneeling on the ground had his eyes extremely wide open, and there was a long wound in his throat, and blood kept gushing out of the wound.

was silent, he didn't even have a chance to shout for help, and he didn't believe that he would die so easily.

As the person's body fell, the other three also reacted, and the moment they saw the corpse on the ground, without hesitation, the big knife in their hands was raised, and it was slashed towards Ye Chuchen.

"Ding!"

Ye Chuchen can also be said to have reacted quickly, when the big knife slashed, he hurriedly turned sideways and resisted with a long sword, and suddenly, there was a crisp sound of swords colliding in the room.

However, as the time of the fight lengthened, Ye Chuchen was also surprised to find that these three people were not just ordinary assassins, but also cultivators.

Because above the bodies of the three of them, Ye Chuchen felt the spiritual power, and this spiritual power was also relatively strong, able to attach the spiritual power to the blade.

Ye Chuchen immediately felt that the cultivation of these three people had already reached the end of the pill, and even one of them was already a cultivator in the breaking pill stage, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be able to deal with him, a monk in the Yuan Infant stage, for so long.

But after all, Ye Chuchen is a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, and when he fought against the three of them, he didn't feel the pressure at all, even if he didn't use all his strength, Ye Chuchen was also able to open and close his hands and feet to a certain extent, and he was at ease, every move was impermanent and easy, and it felt like it was easy to come.

At this moment, Ye Chuchen also felt the horror of the Yuan Infant Monk, and at the same time, he really understood what it meant to be under the Yuan Infant, all of them were ants.

Compared with Ye Chuchen, the other three were not so easy, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't hurt Ye Chuchen in the slightest, but were completely suppressed by Ye Chuchen. At the same time, he was secretly frightened that Ye Chuchen's cultivation was profound.

"Whew!"

Ye Chuchen's sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword pierced the arm of the tallest cultivator among the three, only to hear a loud roar from the man, and then the figure suddenly retreated, and was about to flee, and the other two saw this, and they also stopped at the first time and fled to the door.

However, Ye Chuchen would not let the three of them leave, only to see the corners of his mouth raise a trace of mocking arc, and then his figure flashed, using the speed of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed directly in front of one of the three.

The sword light flickered, as before, a sword sealed his throat, and after Ye Chuchen used all his strength, this person had not yet shown the surprise in his heart, and had already become a dead corpse.

And to solve this, Ye Chuchen's speed did not decrease, and the ghostly figure passed by another person, and that person's feet stopped, his body fell, and there was no breath at all, only blood spurted out of his throat.

"It's your turn!" Looking at the last person, Ye Chuchen's cold voice came, and that person was after seeing Ye Chuchen kill the two of them so cleanly, sweat beads flowed down his forehead, his body trembled, his feet were numb, and he couldn't raise the slightest courage to escape.

"Who sent you!" Ye Chuchen didn't do it immediately, but asked in a cold tone.

The man did not answer, and at the same time his eyes flickered, and a small dagger was lifted from his sleeve and landed in his hand.

"Don't you say it, that's good, you can die!" After speaking, Ye Chuchen's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand slashed, and a sword swept out, pointing directly at the man's throat.

Just as Ye Chuchen made a move, the man raised his hand and waved, and suddenly, Ye Chuchen only saw a white in front of him, and a pungent smell entered his nose.

Lime!

The whole body became hazy, Ye Chuchen covered his eyes with his hands, after smelling the pungent smell, he also knew that these white substances were lime, although he was wary, but he didn't expect the other party to come to such a move.

However, I saw that the lime had not yet dispersed, and a dagger was also quickly stabbed, and after the dagger, the desperate person who was originally * showed a smug smile.

Just as the dagger was about to pierce Ye Chuchen's chest, it was suddenly blocked by a huge force, and he couldn't move in an inch anymore! The person who originally showed a smug look also changed his face, and he used his strength again, but it still didn't have the slightest effect.

The smile gradually dissipated, replaced by doubt, and at this moment, on the dagger, streams of pale green aura could be seen.

The aura converged, forming a pale green hand, holding the dagger tightly, and behind Ye Chuchen, a vague pale green figure also appeared.

I saw that the pale green figure glowed, and then the hand holding the dagger quickly extended towards the figure, and finally connected with the figure and became one of the figure's arms.

Everything was almost instantaneous, and when the entire figure was fully formed, Ye Chuchen took away the hand covering his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, showed a smile on his face, and then stabbed out with a sword.

"Whew!" The long sword pierced through the opponent's body and pierced through the back, and blood flowed from the corners of the opponent's mouth instantly.

"Yuan Baby!"

Feeling the sudden sharp pain on his body, he saw a faint miserable smile on the man's face, and his eyes were so helpless.

"Yuan Infant Stage, this is your real strength!"