Long Chen stabbed him again and again, Mi He flashed his body and easily dodged, and the thin sword in his hand stabbed Long Chen's heart.

If this sword is stabbed, Long Chen will undoubtedly die.

Long Chen took a step back, his body rotated, his back to Mi He, and suddenly used a return spear.

Mi He didn't expect that Long Chen could use the resurgence at such a fast speed and was shot in the shoulder.

Mi He retreated with pain, Long Chen stood up and laughed: "You are just like that!"

Mi He looked down at the shoulder that was pierced with a hole and sneered gloomy: "Baby, you dare to use a backlash at such a close distance. You are a little capable."

The previous retaliation not only tested the marksmanship, but also Long Chen's courage.

Mi He had arrived, but Long Chen dared to turn his back to Mi He.

If the backlash fails to succeed, Mi He can pierce Long Chen's back heart with one sword.

Long Chen smiled proudly and said, "Grandpa has many methods. Grandpa has decided to take your head!"

Mi He was no longer interested in playing with prey. He wanted to kill Long Chen and entered the city earlier to reinforce Fuyuan Tower.

"Give you another ten years, you may be able to catch up with me, and now you are going to die!"

After saying that, Mi He's body turned into a afterimage, and the thin sword in his hand stabbed Long Chen's heart.

Long Chen shook his spear in his hand and stabbed Mi He in front.

The thin sword is too short and facing the thorn, Long Chen will definitely take advantage of it.

When the spear was stabbed out, Mi He suddenly flew up and stepped on the spear to kill Long Chen.

Mi He was very fast. Long Chen had no time to stab the pistol again. Mi He arrived in front of him and stabbed Long Chen's head with a thin sword.

Long Chen didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly threw away his spear, pulled out the dagger from his waist to fight back.

When the dagger was stabbed out, Mi He flashed again and landed behind Long Chen, and his thin sword stabbed Long Chen's back heart.

"die!"

Mi He roared angrily and stabbed out his sword.

Mihe changed his position three times in an instant, and each move was extremely tricky.

Mi He was confident that this blow would definitely kill Long Chen.

Long Chen turned around suddenly, and the thin sword failed to stab the center, and only penetrated through Long Chen's shoulder.

The heart-wrenching pain came, but Long Chen was secretly happy.

The thin sword is very short, less than two feet long, and this distance is enough for Long Chen to kill Mi He.

It was a pity that Mi He failed to pierce Long Chen's heart with one blow, but it didn't matter. At such a close distance, Mi He felt that he would just add another sword.

He even said that he could kill Long Chen without using a sword or a fist or a foot.

After all, the gap in cultivation level is here!

Long Chen's left shoulder was pierced by a thin sword, and his right hand clenched his fist and banged at Mi He's heart.

Mi He was calm and pinched his left hand toward Long Chen's fist.

In Mi He's opinion, this is just the fist of a mid-stage boy in the king's period, and it doesn't matter.

Even said that after the punching, Long Chen was injured.

Long Chen grabbed the thin sword with pain in his left hand and rushed out his right fist.

The moment the two fists faced each other, Mi He was shocked.

The force of Long Chen's fist was extremely terrifying, and it felt like a pebbles and an egg collided. Mi He's fist and wrist were broken instantly, and a violent impact force came. Mi He's left hand ulnar pierced the flesh and bloody.

Long Chen's fist was not blocked and continued to rush forward to Mi He's left chest.

Bang!

The dull impact sound was filled with Mi He's scream, and Long Chen hit Mi He hard.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Mi He's right hand relaxed and his body flew out.

Long Chen did not give Mi He a chance to breathe. He pulled out the thin sword stuck on his shoulder with his right hand, quickly caught up with him, and stabbed Mi He's heart with a sword.

For a moment, the world became quiet.

In the scorching sun in the sky, cicadas were still chirping at the top of their lungs.

Mi He stood in a semi-lung stance, his left hand drooped weakly, blood dripped from his fingers, and his right hand grabbed Long Chen's right wrist.

Mi He looked down at the thin sword that pierced his heart, slowly looked up, looked at Long Chen, and asked unwillingly: "Who are you...the hell!"

The punch just now made Mi He confirm that Long Chen is definitely not the middle-stage cultivation level of the king.

The little boy in front of him was at least at the peak of the king, and even surpassed him.

Long Chen smiled faintly and said, "Long Cheng!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Mi He's eyes, and then he eased again, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"It turned out to be you, it was really treacherous."

When Mi He saw the imperial guard armor on Long Chen, he took it for granted that Long Chen was a soldier from Nanliang.

Long Chen's purpose of changing into the imperial guard's armor was also to confuse Mi He.

Judging from the results, Mi He was indeed trapped.

"It's not embarrassing to die in your hands."

Mi He knew that there were a lot of masters killed by Long Chen.

Dead at Long Chen's hands, Mi He also met his opponent.

If Long Chen really only had the middle stage of the king's cultivation, Mi He would have no shame to see people after his death... Hell.

Long Chen slowly drew out his sword, Mi He's body slowly collapsed and his eyes slowly closed.

If the heart is pierced, there is no reason to survive.

Long Chen took Mi He's sword and dragged Mi He's body to a hidden place to hide.

Long Chen could not let Tianxiahui and Nanliang discover Mi He's body.

If he found out, Li Chengdao would definitely guess that Long Chen was fishing in the muddy waters of Jinling.

After the processing, Long Chen sneaked into Jinling City and returned to Honggui Inn.

After entering the room, Long Chen took off the imperial guard's armor.

When Yaer saw Long Chen wearing the armor of the Nanliang Imperial Guard, she said in surprise: "Why are you wearing their armor?"

Long Chen asked back: "Why can't you wear it?"

Yaer said, "Don't you feel embarrassed when wearing enemy's armor?"

Long Chen smiled and said, "I only seek results, not to look at these stupid things."

Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" says: A real man should live in his thick and not in his thinness, but in his reality, not in his gorgeousness.

Smart people only look at benefits when doing things, not other virtual things.

A superficial reputation will not bring you any benefits, but will become the target of public criticism.

Hiding in the dark to get benefits is the most realistic and smartest way to do it.

As long as you can kill Mihe, what if you wear the armor of Nanliang!

"Well, smart people are smart people."

"You killed Mihe?"

Yaer picked up the sword and started playing with it.

Long Chen untied his clothes and exposed the wound on his left shoulder.

Fortunately, Mi He's sword is slender, with little wounds and no bleeding.

It's just that the shoulders are pierced.

Seeing that Long Chen was injured, Ya'er quickly threw away his sword, ran over to check it carefully, and tasted it with a little blood.

“No poison.”

Yaer immediately took the medicine to apply it, and then tied Long Chen with a bandage.

"Why are you pierced?"

Long Chen said: "I took his sword to kill him for one blow."

"I was injured, he died, I won't lose!"

Yaer curled her lips and said, "Let your wife know that you are injured. I will be scolded when I go back."

Yaer's technique is very professional and the wound is treated quickly.
To be continued...