Daqin: A widow wins the government and builds a Qin of all heavens and immortals

"Brother Wei Zhuang, are you okay."

Han Fei, who had just helped the purple girl up, smiled bitterly, sighed in his heart, and stepped forward to help Wei Zhuang up.

Dark One's attack scattered Wei Zhuang's meridians, and now he only felt powerless, and there was no trace of combat power.

"I'm okay."

"You are, Black Ice Guard?"

Wei Zhuang looked at Dark One, his expression extremely depressed

"Another great master, you really look at quicksand."

"The Black Ice Platform has always been foolproof." Dark One said with a chuckle

"Several, please come with me to the Black Ice Platform as a guest."

"Brother Ye?" Gai Nie looked at Dark One.

"Teacher and friend, the sword of the scale." Dark One walked up to Han Fei and said calmly

"This is a fierce sword, every time you use it, it has to pay a very high price, you should not use it."

"This is a matter under the next and has nothing to do with Your Excellency." Han Fei's face changed, and he said in a hard voice.

"Whatever you want." Dark One shook his head, stopped talking, and stood in place and waited quietly.

In fact, as long as he attacks Han Fei now, he can solve the ability to reverse the scales.

However, in this way, I am afraid that Ye Gucheng will be unhappy.

At this time, in the sword spirit space, Ye Gucheng's interest was not as high as Dark Yi imagined.

With the passage of time, it has been almost exhausted.

After all, the anti-scale sword spirit is not a normal swordsman, and due to Han Fei's physical reasons, he can't exert his strong strength.

At most, it is only the level of the peak of the grandmaster.

There is no attraction to him now.

The only thing that is difficult is the ability to immortalize and resurrect one after another.

Just like lypi sugar, he will be resurrected after every death, which makes him very angry.

"You know, you are not immortal."

"Sword, after all, a sword."

"Your appearance needs to devour the life force of the master."

"The battle between you and me is meaningless, there are two great masters outside at this moment, and quicksand cannot be broken."

"We won't kill Han Fei anyway, the longer you exist, the more Han Fei's life expectancy will be consumed."

"You have to think clearly."

Ye Gucheng flashed the attack of the reverse scale and said in a deep voice.

He didn't know what level of anti-scale spiritual intelligence could reach, but after thinking about it, it should be no problem to understand his words.

Sure enough, as Ye Gucheng's voice fell, the reverse scale stopped preparing to attack, motionless, and seemed to sense something.

Then, his figure instantly shattered and disappeared, and the fog shrouded in the surroundings gradually faded, revealing the figures of Gai Nie and the others.

"Poof..."

In reality, a mouthful of blood spat out of Han Fei's mouth, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Han Fei, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, the purple woman was in a hurry, and hurriedly went over to help.

"Too much life force is consumed." Ye Gucheng walked up to the two and said

"To give you a piece of advice, that sword, it's better to use less."

"The sword is a murderous weapon, hurting others and hurting yourself, you are so good to yourself."

"Draining life force?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the purple woman, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang suddenly tightened.

"Is that the mysterious man from that night?"

The purple girl remembered the night when the birds and vultures invaded Zilanxuan.

It was a mysterious person who exuded yin qi and saved her and Han Fei's lives under ten thousand arrows.

Unexpectedly, the appearance of that mysterious person was actually at the cost of Han Fei's own life?

The purple woman's heart trembled, and the hands that supported Han Fei subconsciously grasped it.

"In the future, you will not participate in the battle again." Wei Zhuang said bluntly.

"Brother Han..." Zhang Liang looked at Han Fei with a complicated expression.

"Don't worry, it won't be in the future." Han Fei smiled bitterly, and after calming Wei Zhuang and the others, he looked at Dark One with a helpless expression

"You guys won."

"So, just come with us." Dark nodded, very satisfied with Han Fei's knowledge.

"South Korea."

Han Fei looked back at the Han Palace, which was close at hand, but far away, sighed secretly in his heart, and turned to follow behind Dark One.

South Korea, my country.

Han Fei, he has tried his best.

......

Outside Xinzheng City, in the mountains and forests.

The red and white swords lay quietly on the ground.

Bai Yifei was covered in blood, and his figure knelt on one knee in embarrassment, trying to support his body, trying to maintain the last dignity.

He looked at the weakness in front of him, and his expression was extremely complicated.

Too strong.

With just one sword, he easily defeated himself.

Although because of the attack of many black people, he was already the end of the strong crossbow.

But he could feel that Dun's weak strength had reached its true limit in the Yuangang Realm.

It is only one step away from Tianren.

This kind of strength, even in his heyday, could not be resisted.

"Oh, Bai Yifei, you also have today."

Tianze and the exorcist stood not far from Bai Yifei, looking at his downcast appearance, and their hearts were extremely happy.

After sixteen years of torture, today, he finally gave Bai Yifei a taste of despair.

"Hmph."

For Tianze's ridicule, Bai did not directly ignore it.

"You..."

Tianze was angry, and Bai Yifei's disregard made him extremely annoyed in his heart.

It was a pity that Dunwan was still watching from the side, otherwise, he would definitely let Bai Yifei taste the pain he had experienced in the past sixteen years.

"Any last words?"

Don weakly looked at Bai Yifei, the long sword in his hand pointed directly at the opponent's throat, and he only needed to send it forward lightly, and he could end Bai Yifei's life.

"You killed me just to destroy Han."

"I can lead an army of 100,000 to surrender to Qin and open the door to Korea for the army of Daqin."

Bai Yifei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and hissed, his eyes full of humiliation.

"It seems that what your cousin said is really right, you are really afraid of death."

Looking at Bai Yifei's humiliated gaze, Dun Weak suddenly laughed.

"Pearl? You guys..."

Bai Yifei's heart tightened, and his gaze was full of fear.

He knew that his other chip was useless.

"What you said, through Mrs. Pearl, we can also do it."

"Your role doesn't seem to be very big."

"Besides, I can't trust you."

"So, please die."

The murderous intent flashed in Dingweak's eyes, and he had to do it.

"Wait, I'll exchange a message for my life." Bai Yifei hurriedly said.

"Message? What kind of news can compare to your life? "

"You know, you are now related to the life and death of South Korea." Don said weakly.

"I dare not say anything else, but this news is enough to buy my life." Bai Yifei said.

"Less nonsense, say."

Dun weakly frowned, the long sword cut a trace of blood on Bai Yifei's neck, and said impatiently.

"Wu'an Jun is white."

Bai Yifei's voice was like thunder, exploding in the hearts of everyone around.

"I know the whereabouts of Wu An Jun Baiqi."