Da Qin: Summon the sweeping monk at the beginning

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This dead man's eyes had a hint of fiery in his eyes, and a crazy expression appeared on his face, and he seemed to have seen the scene of being rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and paying homage to ten thousand marquises.

Thinking of this, the movements on his hands became a little more fierce.

When Zhang Wei saw this scene, his eyes were about to spew out fire flames, and his whole chest was rising and falling violently, as if he was about to explode, his expression was terrified, his breathing was rapid, and there seemed to be a thunder explosion in his head!

Moment.

His figure shot out in the direction of Ying Zheng.

"This damn miscellaneous brat, dare to hurt the king!" His body exudes a terrifying murderous intent.

He was going to cut off the head of the dead man!

After Gai Nie saw the dangerous situation, there was a hint of shock on his handsome face.

I saw that the sword qi on his body was like substance, and two sword intents burst out from his eyes, and the cold sword in his hand swung forward fiercely, as if he wanted to block the opponent's attack.

However, his attack was simply too late, so he could only watch the other party and cut the cold sword in his hand towards Ying Zheng's neck.

For a while, his heart directly mentioned the throat eye.

Lu Buwei saw Huan Zheng, who was about to be killed, with an excited expression on his slightly vicissitudes face, and even his body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were shining with essence.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Kill him for me!" He couldn't help but shout.

Ying Zheng felt a cold and squirming feeling coming from his neck, a strong life and death crisis, spread in the bottom of his heart, the momentum on his body suddenly skyrocketed, and the whole person drew the sword on his waist, wanting to block the opponent's attack.

If you can become the king of a country, how can you not have two strokes under your hands?

Bite.

There was a sound of gold and iron, and his sword blocked the opponent's attack.

However, the danger has not been lifted.

Don't forget that he is facing the dead man of Lu Buwei!

You can be a dead man, but crawl out of the pile of dead people.

With the shallow kung fu of winning the government, how can he be the opponent of the other party?

I saw a trace of fierceness flash on the face of the dead man, and the cold sword in his hand stabbed fiercely into the heart of Ying Zheng at a tricky angle.

If this sword is stabbed, Ying Zheng will inevitably die!

In a moment, the blade of the dead man was already less than half a meter away from Ying Zheng's heart.

Zhang Han and Gai Nie held their breath, and a shocked expression appeared on their faces.

Lu Buwei's eyes stared at Ying Zheng's heart, and his face became more and more excited.

"My life is resting." Ying Zheng only felt his scalp explode, and silently shouted in his heart.

All the people cast their gaze on the blade of the dead man.

Right at this moment.

Kah?

What's the situation?

Everyone looked stunned, their heads seemed to be smashed on the ground, buzzing, their mouths were wide open, enough to stuff an egg, everyone's faces, with expressions.

Following their line of sight, they saw two Xiu fingers, desperately clamping the blade of the dead man, unable to move a single bit.

How is this possible?

Two fingers caught the blade?

How powerful is this required?

They shifted their gaze to the owner of the finger, and a handsome face came into view.

"National Master?"

"It's a national teacher!!"

Zhang Wei and Gai Nie exclaimed, and with a thick surprise on their faces, they mentioned the heart of the throat and eyes, and put it back into their stomachs.

They never expected that at the moment of the attack, the national master would suddenly appear.

With the presence of a national teacher, Lu Buwei's rebellion will surely be quelled.

Unconsciously, in the hearts of the two of them, they were already full of blind confidence in Su City.

"I... Not dead? "

Ying Zheng muttered secretly, with an expression of disbelief on his face, just now he had closed his eyes, given up resistance, and waited for death to come.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the national division suddenly appeared and helped him block the fatal blow.

His eyes were filled with gratitude, and his eyes were a little red.

Now he is not only grateful to Su City, but also has great respect!

"Su Cheng, it's actually you!"

"Didn't the sun stop you?"

Lu Buwei said in a deep voice, his eyes stared at Su Cheng deadly, flames erupted from his eyes, and his ears were about to burst white, he couldn't wait to swallow the other party alive!

At this time, his face was hideous and distorted, and his whole person fell into a rage.

It was clear that he could succeed immediately, but he was stopped by Su Cheng.

He only felt that a flame was brewing in his body, which could erupt at any time.

"You mean cover the sun?"

"Just with such a waste, you still want to stop me?"

Su Cheng said indifferently, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

If he let Cover Sun know that he was called a waste by Su Cheng, would he be angry and come to life?

Hearing these words, Lu Buwei almost spewed out another mouthful of old blood!

He discovers that Sioux City is his nemesis!

Not only did he take away his entire wealth, but when he was about to successfully kill Ying Zheng, he suddenly appeared again and saved Ying Zheng.

If he could, he couldn't wait to drink the blood of Su City and eat the meat of Su City!

"Even if you come, it's useless!"

"This place is already surrounded by my men, and you can't escape."

"Let's have a big reckoning today!"

Lu Buwei said with a fierce expression, the whole person exuded a cold momentum, his face had a trace of disdain, all of them were his people, and the other party could not escape!

He had already thought about torturing Su Cheng to death, so that he could vent the hatred in his heart.

"Huh..... Is it? "

Su Cheng smiled, and a mysterious smile appeared on the whole person's face.

Then, he stretched out his right hand.

Syllable.

A snap of his fingers.

Very pretentious kind.

I saw the dead soldiers and black-armored troops in the palace, and people kept falling.

They all had a bloody wound on their necks.

"This..... How is this possible?! "

Lu Buwei looked at the fallen warriors, his eyes widened, his mind roared, and his face was even more incredulous.

The strange scene in front of him directly stunned him, and his brain was blank.

Even, if he looked closely, his body couldn't stop trembling.

Everyone looked at Su City like a ghost at this time.

Does this guy know witchcraft?

With a snap of your fingers, people keep dying? _

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