Standing on the top of the tree, Ye Chen looked up at the huge attic in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head in wonder.
This Han Yunhong would enjoy it. Ordinary people would choose a secluded place for retreat, but this Han Yunhong did the opposite. On the plaque of the huge attic, there were three ancient fonts of "Hanfeng Pavilion" painted on it.
, the plaque is slightly yellowish, and the ravines on the plaque show the vicissitudes of time.
As Han Yunhong's retreat, the defense here must be extremely tight. He squinted his eyes slightly and scanned the corners of the attic. His keen soul power allowed Ye Chen to very clearly feel the auras of several guards.
According to those obscure auras, almost every guard is at the first level of martial arts training.
With both feet kicking slightly, Ye Chen was like a light swan goose, flying towards those hidden places. He slightly bent his right finger, and then pointed it forward like lightning, and several sharp sword energy shot forward.
Go, the air trembled slightly, and a guard in the hiding place opened his eyes strangely.
A gust of breeze blew by, and a drop of hot liquid dripped from his cheek. His eyes blurred. The moment the guard fell to the ground, a figure emerged and supported the fallen body. Immediately, the figure disappeared again.
A breeze seemed to be blowing around the attic, and wherever it passed, several lives died.
After all the guards were eliminated, Ye Chen's figure fell lightly into the attic. The decoration of the entire attic was extremely luxurious. The moment his feet just touched the bottom, Ye Chen's face changed slightly, and he had been hiding it in his sleeves.
The iron sword in his hand instantly unsheathed and thrust forward.
Warning! A crisp collision sounded, and a figure emerged. Immediately, a terrifying momentum exploded, and it surged towards Ye Chen like a stormy wave!
He was discovered. Ye Chen narrowed his eyes. On the top floor of the attic, a drop of blood slowly dripped, and there were several more blood stains on the ground. Unexpectedly, the blood of the guards would actually drip to the attic.
Inside, Ye Chen kicked his feet slightly and fell backward to avoid the incoming energy.
The cold sword light made a terrifying sword mark, the sharp sword light roared across, and the awe-inspiring cold air almost hit Ye Chen's neck.
At this moment, Ye Chen saw the figure clearly. His face was full of wrinkles, and the light in his sunken eyes was chilling. The shadow of the sword was getting closer and closer to Ye Chen, and Ye Chen's plain face showed a hint of shock.
His body was trembling slightly, but at the moment when the sword was about to swipe across Ye Chen's neck.
Ye Chen's left finger shot towards the tip of the sword like lightning. At this moment, only three inches away from his neck, Ye Chen's left finger clamped the tip of the sword, and his head was slightly bent. Ye Chen's entire body was also moving forward.
Taking a step forward, the power all over his body was like an unsheathed sword at the moment of taking this step. With a strong and powerful energy that would never return, all the momentum pressed by the old man was dissipated, and he held the sword.
With his right hand, he stabbed forward quickly.
There seemed to be only that ray of white light left in the world, that dazzling sword light. In the horrified eyes of the old man, the sword in Ye Chen's hand passed through the old man's heart like a broken bamboo, with a proud and horrified expression on his face.
Before the shadow on the old man's face receded, the old man's figure staggered and fell to the ground.
Until his death, he never thought that a warrior who was only on the second level of martial arts training a moment ago would suddenly become a third-level martial arts practitioner.
Putting the old man's sword into the Qilin Ring, and then gently handling the old man's body, Ye Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief. From the beginning to the end, Ye Chen showed his cultivation on the second level of martial arts, and then
Lure the enemy. The look on Ye Chen's face just now was also to lure the enemy, making Han Yunhong relax his vigilance. A trace of cold sweat slowly dripped down Ye Chen's cheek. In just a few seconds, it tested Ye Chen's strength.
Calm down, if that sword hadn't caught me, I'm afraid my head would be in a different place by now.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ye Chen suddenly kicked his toes towards the ground, and slowly landed on the wall, clinging to the wall.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps slowly came from outside the attic, and two figures appeared in Ye Chen's mind, the two guards in front of the attic.
The door of the attic was slowly opened, and the two big men walked towards the inner room of the attic with anxious faces. However, the moment they just pushed the inner room open, Ye Chen kicked his feet suddenly, and his figure moved forward like an arrow from the string.
It shot away, the sword light flashed across, and two clusters of blood were once again driven by the iron sword, shooting out from the necks of the two big men.
After handling the two corpses again, Ye Chen's figure turned into a phantom and disappeared between the attics. The first target had been solved, and then came the second target. Feeling the aura of the second target, Ye Chen
He frowned slightly. According to the guard's introduction to the Han family, that direction was where the female members of the Han family lived.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Chen's figure shot towards that place again, easily eliminating the hidden sentries along the way.
The closer he got to that breath, the breath all over Ye Chen's body seemed to disappear. He jumped up to a treetop and pressed his body close to the tree trunk to hide his figure.
At the same time, a deep voice floated slowly from the front: "Have you not found the second lady yet?"
"I wonder where the second young lady went! The eldest lady has already gone to the hall!" A slightly frightened voice sounded.
Immediately, the voice just now sounded again: "Okay! Go look for it again!"
"Yes! Manager Han!" Immediately, Ye Chen heard the footsteps fading away, but the target's aura was still below.
Ye Chen's second target is the first steward of the Han family, Han Weiyan, whose cultivation has just broken through the second level of martial arts training, and the aura on his body has not yet stabilized. At this moment, Han Weiyan frowned, thinking secretly, murmuring
He murmured: "Where did the second young lady go? The banquet will begin later! What a crazy girl!"
After Han Weiyan pondered for a few moments, he sighed softly, then turned around and walked aside. However, at this moment, Ye Chen's figure was like an arrow, shooting away from the treetops, and the sharp sword energy made Han Weiyan
Wei Yan's body trembled slightly, a true energy shield formed outside his body in an instant, and his body fell to the side.
With a burst of energy, the extremely sharp sword energy contained in the iron sword directly broke through the infuriating shield outside Han Weiyan's body, shattering him, and then pierced through Han Weiyan's neck as fast as lightning, lifting the
Seeing Han Weiyan's body, Ye Chen jumped onto the tree again, wrapped Han Weiyan in a piece of black cloth and put it into the Qilin Ring.
The Kirin Ring is essentially a space ring and cannot accept living objects, but there are no restrictions on dead objects.
After the second target was dealt with, Ye Chen's figure disappeared among the treetops again, shooting towards the next secret whistle. With the cooperation of Ye Chen's elusive movement, Ye Chen easily killed all the targets, and many more.
After washing several secret whistles with blood, and with the smell of hungry blood on his sleeves, Ye Chen put on a new robe and ran towards the place agreed with Mu Chen. A few moments later, Ye Chen reappeared at the place where he had just separated from Mu Chen.
place.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he glanced around. It was obvious that Mu Chen had not returned yet, and there were still a few minutes left before the agreed time. Ye Chen was not in a hurry. He closed his eyes tightly, leaned against the tree pole, and waved with one hand.
Feather fan, enjoying the coolness very comfortably, suddenly a scent of fragrance hits my face.
Opening his eyes, what jumped into his sight was a woman wearing a long white dress. The woman had an extraordinary appearance, especially the pale complexion on her face, which added a touch of morbid beauty. Ye Chen stood up and smiled slightly at the woman.
He cupped his hands and said, "If Zifeng has seen Miss Hanshuang!"
The woman was clearly Hanshuang. Hanshuang smiled politely: "If the young master abandons the guests in the hall, he will run here alone to enjoy the cool air!"
"How dare Zifeng He De abandon the guests and just go to the toilet with his friends!" Although there was a smile on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, there was a cold look in his dark eyes. Hearing the toilet, he felt cold
Shuang's face turned red, and after a few words of greeting with Ye Chen, Hanshuang was taken away by a maid.
Looking at the figure gradually disappearing, a complex look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he sighed softly: "Killing is a sin! Killing one person is a sin! It is also a sin to kill a hundred people, even if it is ten thousand people!" In the eyes of others, it is the same!
Come on, the Han family may be innocent, but unfortunately, the head of the Han family married a woman from the Luo family.
Once upon a time, Ye Chen had gradually become numb to killing, and there was no longer any so-called compassion in his heart. A few minutes later, Mu Chen's figure jumped down from the treetops, and when he saw Ye Chen enjoying the cool under the tree, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chen.
Chen kicked him, but Ye Chen was faster and avoided Mu Chen's kick.
"We want to sneak attack! There is no way!" Ye Chen patted Mu Chen on the shoulder and said confidently. Mu Chen smiled bitterly and whispered: "Everything goes well!"