Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 34 Suspected Yan Guolai

The man holding the sword is as immobile as a mountain, and all his energy and energy have been concentrated on Zi Nu. This time, he was invited by Touman, and he followed the other party to this Mount Heng, just for the next battle between the wolves and the wolves. Zhao Guo was able to benefit from the chaos in the war.

But after all the calculations, he never thought that there would be a change in front of him. The Qin people in Daliangshan and the Zhao people in Longshanzhai, who were impossible to unite, actually united. His plan with the Lord was about to fail. How could this make him Can not get angry.

But the most important thing right now is to protect Touman comprehensively. In the master's plan, Touman's role is too important. No matter what, I can't let Touman have any accidents, even if I give my life to the world. here.

Thinking of this, his murderous intent became even stronger at this time, and now he knew very well that if he wanted to save Touman, he had to block the woman in front of him.

Amidst the dense sword energy, the long sword and the chain sword suddenly collided in one place, and the sparks that burst out became redder and redder under the bloody infestation, and Yang Ming had already chased after the fleeing barbarians.

Yang Ming chased them all the way, leaving corpses on the ground. When Yang Ming chased them out of the camp, there were only two Hu people who fled.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency? Why do you have to push me so hard?" Touman looked desperately at Yang Ming who was walking towards him step by step, and the panic could not be concealed on his rough face.

"Who are you? Can you make so many people give up their lives for you?" Yang Ming looked at Touman, who was tightly guarded by the girl, and asked in a cold voice.

"I am Touman, the son of the great Shanyu of the wolf clan." Touman revealed his identity.

"So that's how it is." Yang Ming pondered, and that's the end of the story, the protection of the barbarians, the mysterious master swordsman, and this kind of girl guard, such identities are worthy of such treatment.

"If your Excellency can let me go today, you will be the most honored guest of my wolf family. BMW, gold, and beauties are all within your reach." Yang Ming's hesitation fell into Touman's eyes, which obviously became hesitation, and Yang Ming's hesitation was his chance.

"Really?" Yang Ming looked at the barbarian girl beside Touman while speaking.

Hu skirt with different styles, deep and passionate eyes, enchanting and wild graceful body posture, no matter what country's standards you use, this is an extremely beautiful girl.

"If you can let me go, I can give her to you. She is fourteen years old and still a virgin. She is a truly indispensable treasure." Yang Ming's reaction fell into Touman's eyes. Let this wolf prince have more and more hope of survival.

"You're right, this is indeed a rare treasure." Yang Ming looked at the barbarian girl who blocked Touman behind her and said.

Yang Ming was not admiring the beauty of the barbarian girl, his gaze was just because of the barbarian girl's loyalty, and at this moment someone who could stand in front of Touman, even if she was an ugly person, was enough to attract Yang Ming's gaze.

Just when a smile appeared on Touman's face, Yang Ming's eyes left the barbarian girl, "If you don't know your name, this kind of deal is good, but unfortunately, your name is Touman, Because of that name, you deserve to die."

In Touman's horrified sight, Yang Ming had already hit his head with a palm, Xu Yun's strength was released to shake the void, and the palm force spanned the distance of space like dark clouds covering the sun.

Just at the very moment, a jet-black sword energy came from behind Touman, and collided with Yang Ming's cloud-dispelling palm. The scattered energy left scratches on the surrounding rocks.

Yang Ming looked intently, only to see a figure wrapped in a black robe coming out of the mountain path, the sword in his hand was as black as ink and as cold as snow.

"It's really surprising that in this Hengshan Mountain, you can meet someone who can kill people by practicing the palm technique ten steps away." The visitor said coldly.

"Your Excellency, it is also very good that you can release your sword energy." Yang Ming examined the visitor and said.

With just a single strike, Yang Ming can be sure that the strength of the incoming person is by no means inferior to that of Zi Nu, and his aura is exactly the same as that of the previous person. In this Mount Heng, the forces of all parties are intricate. And it was beyond Yang Ming's imagination.

"I've saved this person." The black-robed man said calmly with unconcealed arrogance.

"Heh." Yang Ming sneered back, "The person I want to kill can't be saved even if King Yan is happy."

Hengshan, the wolves, the barbarians, and the northern border of Zhao State, these clues are intertwined. The existence of all these people who seem to be strong in martial arts and definitely not from the wolf clan can only make Yang Ming think of one thing, that is Yan country.

Years ago, Yan State wanted to take advantage of Changping’s disastrous defeat to rob Zhao State. Unexpectedly, he was too good at stealing chickens, and turned a good invasion war into a homeland defense war. How long has it not passed?
Yan Guo, who is addicted to food, has always had ambitions for Zhao Guo, and they will definitely be able to do the thing that stumbles Zhao Guo in Mount Heng.

It was precisely because of such speculation that Yang Ming mentioned Yan Wangxi, wanting to see if he could extract any information from the other party.

"Really? Then let me try your ability, and see if your palm technique is strong, or my swordsmanship is invincible." The man in black said solemnly, as if Yang Ming's guess had nothing to do with him.

"A savage in the mountains dares to be called invincible. Could it be that there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings?" Yang Ming sneered. Yang Ming never found it troublesome to mess with the opponent's mentality.

"Do the beasts trapped in the mountains really know the size of the world?" the black-robed man said calmly, pressing his sword with one hand. Obviously, this is also a person who can't show his emotions and anger, and he can't be compared with some reckless people. .

"The world is so big, how much do you know? How dare you underestimate the trapped beasts in the mountains." Yang Mingning said, his palms were flying, and a palm print had already hit the opponent.

The man in black stabbed straight with his sword, the black sword energy collided with the palm of Paiyun's palm, and the cloud scattered. In terms of power alone, Yang Ming had already lost a bit.

The black-robed man's sword hand, like riding the wind and lightning, turned into an afterimage and attacked Yang Ming. As the sword in his hand shook, sword flowers bloomed.

Yang Ming waved his palms, and used the style of flowing clouds and flowing water as a defense. Layers of cloud energy enveloped Yang Ming's body. Even if the man in black robe had sword energy freely, he could barely leave a thin line of light on the heavy armor on Yang Ming's body. Light white marks.

The speed of the man in black is so fast that only Yang Ming can compete with him after removing the heavy armor on his body, but now Yang Ming has no time to remove the heavy armor on his body. The world's top palm technique, between the movement of the palm technique, the clouds diffuse, which has a great restraint effect on the speed.

Therefore, under the attack of the black-robed man's fast sword, Yang Ming restrained the opponent's swordsmanship circle between the surging clouds and mists with the style of flowing clouds and flowing water. , the powerful and domineering palm force made the black-robed man clearly have the upper hand, but he had to withdraw his sword again and again to defend.

However, whenever Yang Ming forces the opponent into the defense, Yang Ming will find that his invincible Cloud Pailing Palm has actually met the opponent. The opponent's defense is stronger than his offense. Yang Ming's palm print strike In the opponent's sword posture, not only did it not have the effect of injuring the enemy, but it was stirred up by the anti-shock energy and blood.

"Overwhelming." After a quick attack, Yang Ming hit the long sword in the opponent's palm with a heavy palm. The domineering palm force made the long sword in his hand let out an overwhelmed wail, and the figure under the black robe was out of control. fly upside down.

(End of this chapter)