Chen Leng had just stepped forward from the city wall, and the sword was ready to wait. As soon as the person appeared, the sword had arrived and arrived in an instant.

With a sound of...

Yuwen Xiaoce stabbed something hard with a sword, erasing a string of Mars, but it failed to pierce.

Because he was moving too fast, he didn't even see clearly what was going on.

In this case, Chen Leng is no longer able to avoid it. With the strength of Yuwen Xiaoce's sword, it is naturally no problem to penetrate Chen Leng's forehead.

But what happened to the sound of a joke?

At the moment when Yuwen Xiaoce was stunned, Chen Leng grabbed the edge of the city wall with one hand and flipped it upwards, kicking Yuwen Xiaoce back and forth in the chest with both feet. Yuwen Xiaoce had no time to avoid it, but fortunately, there was an iron vest and he was kicked backwards continuously by both feet.

"How did you block it!"

Yuwen Xiaoce actually forgot to run away first, but asked inconsistency.

Chen Leng's face was pretty, without any sign of injury.

“Don’t you even have scratches?”

Chen sneered and smiled: "I have magical skills to protect my face."

In fact, the moment he was about to jump on, he suddenly thought of a cunning person like Yuwen Xiaoce. He was very likely to attack him as soon as he showed up. So when his body rose up, Chen Leng held the iron vest in his clothes with both hands and pushed up.

His head was retracted into the iron hive, and the sword stabbed on the iron hive was naturally a sound, but Chen Leng couldn't help thinking for a moment, if it stabbed on his face, would it be a sound.

He was very rational and did not think about whether he would break the sword.

Yuwen Xiaoce probably also reacted. Because there was a small mouth of a sword stabbing out of his cold clothes, he snorted and turned around and left. The man instantly rushed to the other side of the city wall. The iron claws in his hand grabbed the city wall and slid down. The scratches left by the iron claws on the city wall seemed to have been scratched by some wild beast.

Chen Leng jumped down immediately. He had no iron claws, so he jumped directly, so he fell much faster than Yuwen Xiaoce.

With a bang, Chen Leng stepped on Yuwen Xiaoce's shoulder with his feet. Yuwen Xiaoce's hands could not hold the city wall and was smashed and fell quickly.

As he was about to fall under the city wall, Chen Leng kicked Yuwen Xiaoce again, and with the help of the downward pressure, he soared into the air and fell steadily, but Yuwen Xiaoce fell to the ground.

This time, the fall was very heavy. Yuwen Xiaoce supported the ground with both hands and wanted to get up. Both arms were trembling, but Chen Leng had already strode over, and a whip leg swept across, and two clicks, Yuwen Xiaoce's arm was broken at the same time.

At this time, Chen Leng and Yuwen Xiaoce jumped out of the city wall, but the others could not. They rushed to the city gate, but the city gate had just been closed, so it was very difficult to push open such a heavy city gate.

Just as Shen Leng swept off Yuwen Xiaoce's arms with one kick, another person jumped down on the city wall, wearing black clothes, suddenly pulled his cloak away as soon as he jumped down, like a huge umbrella. He flew to Chen Leng with the help of the gliding of the cloak, and kicked Chen Leng hard at Chen Leng. Chen Leng raised his hands and put them in front of him at the same time. The strength of the two feet was kicked backwards.

The man in black kicked Chen Leng away and then used the force to flip back. He grabbed Yuwen Xiaoce's hair with his hand down, and threw Yuwen Xiaoce out while turning around. Yuwen Xiaoce's head hit the city wall heavily.

After the man in black landed, his feet exerted force forward, and his knees were raised and hit Yuwen Xiaoce's chest. Yuwen Xiaoce's back hit the city wall again, and several bricks were immediately broken. You can imagine how terrifying the strength of the knee was.

The man pressed Yuwen Xiaoce with his knees, stretched out his right hand and pinched Yuwen Xiaoce's neck and pulled it to the side. His five fingers penetrated into Yuwen Xiaoce's neck, and directly pulled out a piece of flesh and bloody throat.

After the murder, the man in black took off the iron claws of Yuwen Xiaoce's hands and put them on his own hands as fast as possible.

Then he climbed up on the city wall like a huge gecko. The speed was extremely fast, much faster than Yuwen Xiaoce.

All this happened in the flash of lightning. Chen Leng was kicked out by the man in black at least two feet away. He could fly backwards and slipped more than one feet after landing. Although he did not fall, his feet left long scratches on the ground. Such terrifying power, if someone else had any, both arms would have been ruined.

Chen Leng subconsciously shook his arm, and when he looked again, the man in black had already climbed onto the city wall, and it flashed in a flash.

"Can you leave?"

Chen Leng frowned. The man actually returned to the city wall. How could he escape?

Chen Leng had no iron claws and no iron javelin in his hand. It was already difficult to climb up the city wall to chase after him. The city gate opened and many people rushed out, but they were stunned when they saw this scene.

"How did you kill him?"

Han Huanzhi walked to Chen Leng's side: "You should leave a living mouth."

"I didn't kill it."

Chen Leng raised his head and looked over the city wall again: "Did you notice someone coming down from the city wall?"

"No."

Han Huanzhi shook her head: "I only saw you chasing him up the city wall, and then I rushed to the city gate. I looked back and took a look. No one followed me. Maybe I came out too quickly?"

"That person has been on the wall all the time?"

Han Huanzhi asked again.

Chen Leng shook his head.

"Not here?"

"have no idea."

Chen Leng's eyes were dazed for a moment, recalling what happened after he went up: "I caught up and stared at Yuwen Xiaoce. There should be soldiers on the city wall. I glanced at it. The distance was not very close, so I didn't care. Yuwen Xiaoce stabbed me and was avoided by me. Then he jumped down the city wall. I jumped down and didn't notice whether there were suspicious people on the city wall, but I was sure there was no man in black."

Chen Leng strode into the city gate: "Call down all the soldiers on the city wall and count the number of people."

“How strong is it?”

Han Huanzhi followed Shen Leng and asked.

Chen Leng answered as he walked: "Ten."

There were too many people at the entrance of the city, so it seemed very chaotic. The people from the Tingwei Mansion, the soldiers from the yamen, the soldiers from the wing, and the people watching the fun almost blocked the gate.

After Chen Leng entered the door, he looked around. Cen Zheng, the master of the Gyeonggi Province, had arrived, and the Taoist Chief Xue Huayi was standing beside Cen Zheng and whispering something. After Cen Zheng saw Chen Leng, he hurried over and was about to salute, but Chen Leng had already bowed.

"General!"

He leaned over coldly.

Cen Zheng was startled and held Chen Leng with both hands: "Duke, this is not allowed. You are Duke, you are the Duke, you are the General..."

Chen Leng said: "You are my general."

He stood up straight: "No matter when, you are my general."

Cen Zheng's eyes became slightly wet in an instant. He held his cold arms and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Where are people?"

After a while, Cen Zheng asked.

Chen Leng looked back and the people from Tingwei's mansion had already brought Yuwen Xiaoce's body up.

"Dead?"

Cen Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Did you kill him?"

Chen Leng shook his head: "It's not me."

He asked, "General, have you noticed that someone rushed up the city wall after me?"

"No."

Cen Zheng shook his head and looked at Xue Huayi. Xue Huayi also shook his head: "I didn't see it, I only saw you and Yuwen Xiaoce go out one after another.

of."

One hour later, all the soldiers on duty on the city wall were gathered together, and there was no delay between the meeting. The number of people was counted, one was not many, and the other was not many.

Wei Jiande, the fifth-rank general of the Shichengxiangxiang Army, walked quickly to Chen Leng and leaned over and said, "Duke, everyone has counted it, one is not one, and one is not much. The clothes they are on are also checked. There is nothing wrong with it. Everyone knows the humble position and can point each of them out for the Duke."

Chen Leng nodded and looked at Han Huanzhi. Han Huanzhi shook his head: "After the soldiers came down, I asked someone to search the city wall. I didn't find the black clothes you mentioned. I searched inside and outside the city wall, but I still didn't."

Chen Leng: "Where is the person, he disappeared out of thin air?"

Xue Huayi asked: "What happened? Didn't the Duke kill him?"

Chen Leng: "No."

"you......"

Han Huanzhi pointed at Chen Leng's hands with a strange expression. Chen Leng looked down and noticed that his hands were covered with blood, but there was no on his sleeve.

"Are you injured?"

Han Huanzhi asked.

Chen Leng shook his head: "No."

Xue Huayi looked down at Yuwen Xiaoce's body on the ground. The piece on his neck that was picked off by his hands was shocking. If ordinary people saw it, they might turn pale with their faces. The strength of the hand can be imagined. After a while of careful reading, he turned back to look at Shen Leng's hands.

Han Huanzhi pulled Chen Leng for a moment, and Chen Leng followed Han Huanzhi to the side, and Chen Leng said, "You don't think I killed him, too."

Han Huanzhi: "You said killing means not killing. Of course I wouldn't doubt what you said, but you are not injured now. How did the blood on your hands come from?"

Chen Leng recalled that the only contact with the man in black was that he kicked himself, and Chen Leng raised his arms to block the soles of the other party's shoes.

“There is a problem with the man in black boots.”

Chen Leng said: "He kicked over and I blocked it. I didn't notice at that time. The man in black might have a blood bag hidden on his boots. After kicking me, the blood bag broke and the blood spilled on my clothes and hands."

Han Huanzhi: "Didn't you notice it?"

"No."

Chen Leng frowned. He knew that there was something wrong with what he said, but this is the fact. However, this fact is really problematic. If there is really a blood bag on the other party's boot, how can he not see it when he spills it on his hands? Even if he can't see it, how can he not feel it when he spills the blood on his hands?

Han Huanzhi sighed: "If I didn't absolutely believe you, objective judgment can only be that you lie. There is no blood on your sleeves, but there is one on your hands. If the other party sprinkles a blood bag, how could it be possible to accurately avoid your clothes in the flash?"

Chen Leng raised his hand and smelled it. It was indeed a bloody smell, but it was a little awkward. He touched the back of his hand, as if there were very tiny particles in the blood, which should be the dust on the bottom of the other party's boots.
To be continued...