Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 160 Just Call Him, BT Swordsman

The horrifying scene in front of them has already left those people who were about to eat melons stunned.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, and even suspected that they had misread it.

Damn, didn't you agree that there would be a bloody battle?

Even if it's not a restricted-level scene with people flying all over the place and fragments, at least there must be one of you coming and going, so that it looks exciting.

But as soon as he made a move, this boy in white went straight to his pants?

It's more than just BT, it's simply BT.

For a moment, everyone was confused.

I thought I would be able to see a good show, but I didn't expect to see such an eye-catching scene, and I suddenly felt that it was in vain.

There were even a few disappointed people who rolled their eyes at Ying Zige one after another.

"Pants?"

Zhao Gao was completely stunned, and the two words couldn't help but blurted out.

In the heart, it was even more chaotic to the extreme in an instant.

I thought that the thirteenth son had already made up his mind to let the other party die without a place to return, but in the end, a Yuanhong long sword was aimed directly at his pants.

If Gai Nie knew that this sword was used for this kind of thing, he would jump three feet high and hit Ying Zige hard on the head.

"Why so anxious? Let the sword energy fly for a while!"

Ying Zige skinned a bit, and immediately smiled happily.

"Young master, I don't understand. I guess, you purposely took me through the market to attract the attention of these royal court guards, and to kill them with your own hands."

"But why, only stabbed their...pants?"

Zhao Gao's face was full of question marks, he just felt that Ying Zige's playing cards was very unreasonable, it was simply unpredictable, no matter what, he couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind at this moment.

"What are the capabilities of these royal guards?"

At this moment, Ying Zige smiled slightly, but it was a question that was thrown away.

"Their strength is too bad!"

Zhao Gao was taken aback for a moment, although he didn't know why Ying Zige asked such a question, he still answered truthfully.

"Yes, their strength is too bad. If we kill them, we will not be able to show our strength."

Ying Zige said solemnly.

Hearing what Ying Zige said, Zhao Gao suddenly realized.

However, in the next second, his brows were furrowed, and another question appeared in his mind.

"What is the purpose of doing this? We are here to save people. Such a big fanfare will definitely make them more defensive..."

Zhao Gao couldn't help but asked the question in his heart.

"It is to keep them on guard, so that they can be taken by surprise. Otherwise, why make a big fuss?"

Ying Zige smiled slightly, with an unfathomable expression on his face, which made Zhao Gao even more confused.

With great fanfare and surprise, it seems that the lips of the cow are not right.

Only people like Ying Zige who don't play cards according to common sense would think of such a way, right?
As for what the solution was, Zhao Gao still didn't have any idea in his mind, he could only sigh and wait silently.

After a while, the sound of horseshoes sounded again.

Ying Zige closed his glasses slightly, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Finally, more royal guards arrived.

Listening to the sound of horseshoes, there should be more than 50 people.

"Only 50 people..."

Ying Zige shook his head. After confirming the number of people, he was a little disappointed.

50 people are still not enough to fit between the teeth.

The eyes of the people around were all brightened, and they finally recovered from the shock.

They all gloated and sneered.

"This time, they won't be able to escape even with their wings. There are more than fifty masters!"

"Moreover, they are all top experts. Once they make a move, two punches are no match for four hands. Just the advantage of numbers can make them lie down in minutes."

"Hehe, you still haven't run away. I've seen someone who is arrogant, but I've never seen someone who is so arrogant."

With the sound of horseshoes, more than 50 royal court guards instantly got off their horses, pulled out their scimitars one by one, and directly surrounded the high platform.

The more than 20 masters who were stripped of their clothes by the long sword have already changed into casual clothes at this moment, their faces are full of anger, and their eyes are already full of strong killing intent.

"That's the kid!"

"Insulting the king is already a capital offense, yet he dares to speak out loudly in the midst of this trouble, saying that he will take the king's head within a day."

"Today, he must be cut into pieces!"

"Kill him!"

"They must not be allowed to leave here alive!"

……

Those Xiongnu masters had already heard that this man was a top master, so they didn't dare to be negligent. When they made a move, they surged like a pack of wolves.

"let me."

Zhao Gao shook the long sword in his hand, and was about to step forward to strike.

"No need, I'll come!"

However, before he could jump forward, a figure had already soared into the sky, and the Yuanhong sword was unsheathed again.

Swish!
The endless sword light poured down from the sky, hitting the scimitars fiercely.

There was another jingling sound, and the scimitars flew into the air.

Those Xiongnu masters only felt that their hands were empty, and their hearts sank immediately.

They had heard just now that the scimitars had been removed from the hands of the more than 20 masters, so they had already taken precautions.

But as a result, as soon as he started, he felt a huge force spread from his long sword to their palms, and the palms turned out to be numb.

The endless internal force was transmitted into their palms at the moment when the weapons intersected, making it impossible for their palms to hold the scimitar no matter what.

The moment the scimitar fell, Ying Zige's figure turned into a phantom, shuttling around the crowd.

Lingbo microsteps!

This Lingbo Microwave is not only a high-level lightness skill, but also can be used as a body technique. It is extremely ghostly, false and real, and it is even more wonderful when combined with the already weird Ghost Valley swordsmanship.

Everyone only saw a piece of sword light shuttling among these Xiongnu masters. Afterwards, Ying Zige's figure had returned to its original position, and the Yuanhong sword was sheathed instantly.

Whoop!
More than 50 people in armor fell to the ground at the same time at this moment.

Then came their clothes and trousers...

Those Xiongnu masters were stunned and pale.

At this moment, I even forgot to cover up my ugliness.

Those people who were already preparing for a good show also stared wide-eyed, and their hearts were extremely messy.

They did see a good show, but the good show was completely different from what they expected.

Who is this kid?
Why do you like to take off people's clothes with a long sword?

Real hammer!
Sure enough, it was a BT one.

Just call him, BT Swordsman!
(End of this chapter)