Daqin: Be the King of Han at the Beginning

Lian Po's pupils shrank, but it was too late to dodge.

Although he is a famous soldier, a veteran of the Seven Kingdoms for decades, and his strength is a peerless martial artist, but he had already suffered a serious injury after escaping that round of Frost Halberd.

Now facing Bai Yifei's mythical four-handedness, he has no energy to dodge and resist.

When!! Just at this critical moment, a Qi Wu suddenly blocked in front of Bai Yifei's blood-colored long sword.

Although the sword's edge was only a few inches away from Lian Po's throat, it was difficult to get any closer.

Only Consciousness Sword Intent! Bai Yifei's face changed, immediately.

Dodge back away.

In the next second, a figure wearing a silver and black brocade robe suddenly appeared in front of Lian Po, with a pity expression on his face.

It was Han Li! It was a pity that Bai Yifei was so vigilant that he didn't get hurt just now.

Bai Yifei looked at Han Li vigilantly, gave him a deep look, and said, "Your Majesty is really good at calculating, it seems that this is a trap...! At this time, outside the ice wall surrounded by icicles, there is already a vague The screams of the White Armored Army sounded.

In addition to this... King Han's presence here in person, obviously it can explain the problem! This is a trap from the beginning, and it is a well-prepared trap, maybe even this veteran Lian Po, Not a necessary person! Otherwise, how could they have not even recruited.

But hearing Bai Yifei's words, Lian Po suddenly looked at Han Li in shock.

He originally thought who the young master who saved him was, and was about to express his thanks, but he never thought that this was the King Han! In particular, the strength Han Li showed just now made him unbelievable. ...for Bai Yifei's words, Han Li smiled noncommittally, and gestured to Lian Po next to him: ".

Old General Lian Po may wish to stay away."

Obviously, what he meant was to fight with Bai Yifei and get rid of each other himself! This made the expression on Bai Yifei's face even more serious.

After Lian Po evaded as he said, he saw that the other sword in Bai Yifei's hand, the white sword, which was not in use, was also unsheathed.

Han Li said with a light smile: "Although there are no famous swords in the treasury of the Han Dynasty, it is fortunate that not long ago, the widow just temporarily obtained a precious sword and could use it."

When he raised his hand, he did not know when there was an extra sharp long sword on the hilt that looked like a whisk, and the blade was like a cicada's wing hook pattern, which was extremely sharp.

It is the sword of the Taoist Tianzong sect, Qiu Li! Although his realm is only the peak of the mythical triple heaven, which is slightly worse than Bai Yifei, but in the blink of an eye, Bai Yifei feels extremely A lot of pressure! Huh...!! Buy! Seeing such a situation, Bai Yifei knew that there was something strange about Han Li, and instantly killed Han Li in front of him, and the blood-colored sword pierced his heart.

The cold air around the sword is overflowing!

Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen: Fifteen Swords

When!! Facing Bai Yifei's attack, the corners of Han Li's mouth twitched slightly, and when Qiu Li lifted the long sword in his hand, he instantly blocked the blood-colored long sword that Bai Yifei stabbed.

No wait: The cold air contained on the opponent's long sword condensed, and there was a stream of life and death that emerged, absorbing most of the cold air and turning it into anger.

"Um!"

Bai Yifei's eyes changed, immediately.

Aware of this strange sign, he secretly thought that it was not good! Then, he felt that a huge force erupted from the long sword in Han Li's hand, and instantly sent him flying! The immortal seal of life and death can absorb him. Popular energy turned into anger, to achieve the effect of leveraging force to force, this is what Han Li uses now.

By absorbing the energy from Bai Yifei's attack, coupled with his own shot, he instantly counterattacked.

If there is a considerable difference in strength between the two, then perhaps Han Shi immediately absorbs a little energy and counterattacks, but it may not be able to have such an effect.

But it is a pity that he is the strength of the peak of the mythical triple heaven, and he is only one step worse than Bai Yifei! 咻...!, 咻...!!! It seems that at the moment of Zhenfei Yefei, Han Li disappeared in place like a phantom, and instantly appeared in front of Bai Yifei, stabbing straight down with a faint smile on his face.

The murderous aura above the sword is amazing! "Deadly-Ninth Sword!"

"Amazing speed!"

Bai Yifei's eyes narrowed, immediately.

Concentrate on resisting.

When!! Between the cold air and the splash of sparks, the offensive and defensive momentum instantly switched, turning into Han Li's unilateral onslaught.

When Bai Yifei stabbed Han Li with the white sword in his hand, it was already empty, only the phantom slowly dissipated, but Han Li appeared on the other side in a blink of an eye, and stabbed with an understatement.

There are black lights flashing above the sword, and the murderous aura is getting more and more... astonishing.

"Deadly-Twelfth Sword!"

Dang, dang!! Between the sparks and the cold air, look at Bai Yefei who blocked it.

The corners of Han Li's mouth were slightly upturned, and the moment he raised his long sword, he imitated twelve phantoms. At the same time, he watched Bai Yifei kill with one sword! "What!"

Seeing this astonishing scene, Guan's Lian Po widened his eyes, and even Bai Yifei's pupils shrunk into a needle.

"Twelve phantoms!"

Moreover, the sword moves used by each phantom are different. Almost all the thirteen swords that kill the life are included in almost an instant, and the sword qi is raging! Even Bai Yifei's speed is extremely fast, but after seeing Han Li's this Immediately after the shocking sword energy of speed and murderous aura.

A little sure.

Facing this move with the strength of his mythical fourth heaven, it is impossible to avoid it! Whoosh, whoosh!! At the moment of realizing this, Bai Yifei's body was full of cold energy, and he burst out with all his strength, dozens of ice streaks. Thorns immediately.

He swept up and covered his surroundings, trying to use this to resist Han Li's extremely fast sword.

Kacha, Kacha!! Almost the moment before Han Li's twelve phantoms killed the dozens of ice thorns, there was a sound of mysterious ice breaking from the massive ice thorns.

And Bai Yifei also took advantage of this moment, immediately.

Blast off.

Boom!! Almost at the same time, the dozens of icy thorns that were originally sturdy instantly disintegrated under the sword energy of the twelve phantoms of Han Li.

Tear! It's just a little bit slower, and the famous sword Qiu Li in Han Li's hand has already slashed across Bai Yifei's blood-colored robe, and a smear of blood has been drawn! This makes Bai Yifei's eyes change in retreat, and his expression is solemn as he looks at the distance floating down. , Han Li, who grabbed a sword flower and threw the blood away, the faint smile on his face was extremely dazzling at this time.

This... King Han's danger is far beyond expectations! Regarding... Bai Yifei's solemn expression, Han Li said with great interest.

"I was only lightly injured from the last thirteenth sword that killed my life. The icy thorns and cold energy of the Blood-clothed Hou... are indeed powerful, but... I will try this lore sword again!"

The corners of Han Li's mouth twitched slightly, and when he raised the sharp sword in his hand, a trembling sound suddenly sounded from Qiu Li, and a dark black sword energy gradually stained the blade.

Even the moonlight within the entire ice wall became: dimmed, covered by the amazing murderous aura above the sword energy, and the temperature dropped suddenly! "What an amazing murderous aura!"

Bai Yifei's pupils shrank violently, and the cold energy on the swords in his hands condensed and turned into layers of ice crystals.

The power of this sword! It's definitely not the one I've seen before when I fought against the Han Palace at night... Yan Shisan's fourteenth sword! If you choose to defend, you will definitely die! With energy, he pulled the blood-colored sword in his hand, and the first pawn stabbed Han Li. The cold air above the sword was like a cone, and its power was far from being comparable to before!

The corners of Han Li's mouth twitched slightly, and he disappeared in place in an instant. Only an astonishing black sword energy appeared! "Fifteen swords that kill you!"

Chapter [-]: This king is so bad

Qiang...!! With Han Li's [-]th fatal sword, the black light instantly dazzled, and the entire ice wall seemed to be plunged into darkness. Only this amazing sword light flashed by. .

Although Bai Yi was not the first to strike, in the end it was Qiu Li, the famous sword in Han Li's hands, who made the first move.

Kacha!! When the tip of the cicada wing hook pattern touched the blood-colored long sword, Bai Yifei's pupils suddenly changed dramatically, and he felt a sharp sword energy, instantly severing the blood-colored long sword in his hand, falling between the subsequent white swords. superior.

Boom!! Bai Yifei immediately threw it out, slammed into the icicle heavily, and suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood.

When the cold air gradually dissipated, I saw Bai Yifei, who was covered in bruises and bruises, barely supported his white sword on the ground, his body was covered with sword wounds and blood, and even the original blood-colored robe was dyed even redder.

"I didn't expect that a person as a king would have such unfathomable strength. It seems that I cooperated with the king before to get rid of General Ji, which was a wrong decision with the tiger."

Bai Yifei stared at Han Li reluctantly, panting, with a hint of deep unwillingness and complicated words on his face.

Looking at Bai Yifei's body, there was a faint cold air rising up from him, and even the blood on the wound had condensed into ice. Han Li couldn't help raising his eyebrows. I'm afraid they are already dead.

"Your ambition is already doomed to your destiny. It's a tragedy to covet something you can't get your hands on, but there is one thing that you can at least die with peace of mind, that is, the secret arts and treasures of Snow Clothes Castle are accepted by the widow."

Han Li said indifferently towards Bai Yifei.

At the same time, a faint trace of cold air appeared in his hands.

Although it is very different from the one used by Bai Yifei, it is not difficult to see that there is a faint similarity.

"This is...!"

Bai Yifei couldn't believe it, stared deeply at Han Li, and suddenly seemed to finally understand something, showing a self-deprecating sneer, looking up to the sky and laughing.

No wonder this... Wang Shanghui, Shi Zhixuan's life and death 2, Huiyan Shisan's thirteen deadly swords, and even the speed of Sunflower Patriarch, so it is... This is no less than Canglong seven. !Then the whole person fell down, completely restless.

Looking at Bai Yifei, who was killed by the secret technique of Snow Clothes Castle, Han Li looked at Lian Po with a shocked expression after he was completely sure of the death of the other party.

Bam!! At this moment, with a tremor, the ice wall originally surrounded by a large number of icicles was suddenly smashed into a hole. Concubine Yan and Yan Lingji appeared there, followed by the huge figure of Wushuang Ghost. , and a comatose leader of the White Armored Army was captured in his hand.

Obviously, they had just finished their hands, and there were many wounds on the copper skin and iron bones of Wushuanggui, and the look of some panting was enough to see the intensity of the battle.

"Your Majesty, the two thousand white armored troops outside have killed almost all of them, and among them there are hundreds of people who were seriously wounded and captured."

Yan Lingji walked to the side and reported to Han Li softly.

Han Li nodded with a light smile and glanced over. At this time, Da Siming was outside the ice wall, guarding the hundreds of severely injured prisoners, and could vaguely hear the mourning of the broken bones.

Seeking freshness, if Bai Yifei personally led the two thousand White Armored Army's elite guards, I'm afraid that concubine Yan, a master of the sixth level of mythology, would have to temporarily avoid the edge, or even fall into danger.

But just now, Bai Yifei entered the ice wall and fought against him. With only the two thousand elites of the White Armored Army who lost their minions, and then facing the Yin-Yang handprints of Concubine Yan's Soul Xi Longyou and Da Si Ming's few others, he did not. It's simply irresistible.

Yin-yang technique is known for its great power, and Yin-yang combined mudra is good at group attack, and the power of scattered energy is even better than that of mechanical crossbow arrows.

...........So for these............The White Armored Army has suffered so many casualties now, and Han Li is not surprised.

After taking a look, he turned his attention to Lian Po, who had already stepped forward.

"I don't know if General Lian Po was injured"

Han Li asked Lian Po seriously.

It seemed that the reason why Bai Yifei came to kill Lian Po this time had nothing to do with him at all.

This caused Concubine Yan next to him to look at him strangely, and couldn't help but glance at him, this shameless guy is really... bad.

She knew that it was this guy who sent someone to pick up Lian Po by pretending to be the guard of Qianlong Hall, which made Bai Yifei mistakenly think that Lian Po had accepted the solicitation, and made the veteran be confused and used it as a bait.

As a result, he is still a good person now... But for Lian Po who doesn't know about these...Little Jiujiu, he still thinks this is this... The king learned that Bai Yifei The intention is to come to rescue in person, so I can't help but feel moved for a while.

Immediately, Lian Po solemnly bowed his hands to Han Li and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving yourself, this old man is fine!"

Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen: Lian Po Gets Into the Set, The Thief Calls To Catch The Thief

Seeing Lian Po's solemn expression of thanks, Han Li felt a little embarrassed, as if he was bullying the veteran.

He coughed and sighed solemnly: "General Lian Po is fine, otherwise the widow will really feel guilty."

Seeing his consoling look, Lian Po was also moved in his heart.