I Created the Fantasy World

The singer is low, and Mrs. Proton is not much better.

Now, thanks to Lu Buwei's money, their mother and son can finally return to Qin.

As for Lu Buwei, of course, the stability of the situation in Handan must be preserved.

After that, will leave.

At this moment, there was a messy hoof sound outside, and a violent voice sounded.? …

"Robbery!"

This sound fell, the hoofs did not stop, but the sound of swords unsheathed sounded in pieces.

Then, screams sounded.

Obviously, the other party did not intend to stay alive.

The guards sent by Lu Buwei were not weak, but they were at an absolute disadvantage!

Ying Zheng saw the robber outside through the wind-blown door curtain, and suddenly had a guess in his heart.

These robbers are muscular and tall, and their movements are neat and uniform. They are obviously not stragglers.

Although the king of Zhao let him go back to the country because of slander.

The following people with lofty ideals will not think so!

And those who have deep hatred with Qin and are determined to take revenge are none other than the Zhao army.

After all, the souls of [-] people in Changping have not yet dispersed.

"Mom, don't be afraid, I will send these people away." Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to uncover the carpet on the carriage, revealing an ancient three-foot bronze sword.

Zhu Ji worried: "Zheng'er, it's too dangerous!"

Ying Zheng took the ancient sword in his hand and said, "Mother, don't worry! A mere thief can't beat me! If we don't do anything, the groom will be killed, and we'll have to drive by ourselves!"

As he spoke, the sword was unsheathed.

Although the sword was made of bronze, it shone with a cold light, and its sharp edge was threatening.

Ying Zheng got out of the carriage, and all the guards outside happened to fall down.

Seeing Ying Zheng coming out, these people looked 5.6 cold and raised their weapons.

"The boy came just right!" A big man said in a cold voice, "Since you have the courage to come out, we will give you a decent way to die!"

Ying Zheng smiled: "You all look down on yourself too much. It's still unknown who will die today and who will live!"

"The name of the sword is Tianwen, let you all come to sacrifice this sword in blood today."

Ying Zheng's blood boiled, and the bronze sword pointed forward.

The complexion of the tall and strong knight with more than [-] people on the opposite side changed drastically.

Although Ying Zheng was young, the moment he raised his sword, he exuded an unparalleled aura, which made everyone feel a sense of crisis.

"The kid is hiding so deeply! King Zhao actually let you go back to the country, it's really letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles!"

"Nothing can make you leave safely today!"_

Young Emperor Chapter 403: Decisive killing

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The voice fell, and everyone's eyes were firm, and their hearts were filled with the will to die.

[Even if I die today, I will try my best to leave this person behind! 】

Looking at each other, the knights rode their horses to attack.

These people are from the army of Zhao State.

"One person!" Ying Zheng's voice was cold, his figure was wrong, and with a flash of sword light, he wiped one person's neck and grabbed a mount.

These people are loyal to the country, and Ying Zheng admires them.

However, they are enemies of each other, and he will naturally show no mercy!

"Two!"

Ying Zheng spoke up again, and another person fell in response.

The three-foot bronze sword, flickering with cold light, and dripping blood on the edge of the sword, is simply the scythe of death harvesting life.

"Damn, this kid is tricky!" The knights were furious, their eyes red, "Fight!"

The voice fell, and the knight team changed and formed a battle.

The next moment, Ying Zheng only felt that the surrounding environment had changed drastically, as if he was already trapped in the sky-rocketing army formation.

The sound of the horse's 15 neighs and the screams rushed into the ears, affecting the mind.

As far as the eyes can see, Qianjun bowed his corpse, and a tragic breath came.

The military formation of the Great Thousand Worlds is mysterious enough to change the celestial phenomena.

Covering up the five senses is just a trivial use.

At this moment, Ying Zheng is in crisis.

Nine days above, Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, but he didn't make a move.

"This level is your catastrophe, you can pass it by yourself."

"If you can't even fight against these ordinary mortals, how can you fight Immortal Buddha? If you really lose, it's not too late for this seat to take action."

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a long dagger appeared, slashing towards Ying Zheng's neck.

Before Ying Zheng could react, a cold light flashed across the void, attacking Ying Zheng's key points.

Ying Zheng's expression remained the same, the bronze sword was spinning at an extremely fast speed, stabbing five or six swords in a row.

After the sword came out, screams came, and blood splashed in the void.

The battle slowed down, and the tragic scene in front of him disappeared.

These sergeants are extremely skilled, and the people behind them will make up for the formation.

But, how could Ying Zheng give these people a chance?

As soon as he caught the horse's belly, he had already raised his sword and killed it.

The sword light flashed, and the general formation was quickly dispersed.

The formation was broken, and these soldiers suddenly became sheep to be slaughtered.

Although this world is a great world, the human race is just ordinary people.

Immortal cultivators do not participate in war, which is the silent rule of many immortal sects.

Therefore, most of the people in the army practiced the exercises to polish the body, and their strength was only three or four hundred pounds.

Ying Zheng cultivation is a method created by Sun Wukong.

Compared with the two, these sergeants are naturally very weak.

With one sword and one sword, Ying Zheng slashed all the people in an instant.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man quietly approaching the carriage.

The man was three feet away from the carriage, with a smug smile on his face.

At this moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded.

The man only felt a pain in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw half of the bronze sword tip protruding from his chest.

"Ho..."

He opened his mouth and spat out a trace of blood and fell to the ground.

Ying Zheng came over, pulled out the bronze sword, and put it back into its sheath.

"Mother don't come out, wait for the child to deal with it here."

"Be careful, Zhenger." Zhu Ji's voice trembled a little.

Sitting in the carriage, she could not see the tragic scene outside, but she could hear the shrill screams and smell the strong smell of blood.

Now, she was pale, almost sick, and almost fainted.

Ying Zheng carefully threw the corpse into the woods on both sides of the official road, and the blood on the battlefield was also slightly buried.

In this way, it will probably be a few days before Zhao Guo finds out about this.

At that time, if you want to pursue it, I am afraid it will be too late.

"Drive, leave!" Ying Zheng patted the stunned driver awake and ordered to drive.

The coachman, trembling, got into the carriage, and the carriage started again on the road.

in the void.

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, calm and calm, worthy of being the person that Master likes!"

Thinking like this, as soon as the thought moved, flames rose from the corpses in the woods, burning them into nothingness.

After doing this, Sun Wukong waved his sleeve, the blood on the official road disappeared, and the broken weeds returned to their original state.

But Ying Zheng didn't know about this, so he was careful all the way, and finally entered the territory of Qin State safely.

"Zheng'er, remember to be close to the king when you arrive in Xianyang." Zhu Ji breathed a sigh of relief and began to point to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng nodded: "Zheng'er knows."

When Ying Zheng was thirteen years old, he ascended the throne and became the legitimate ruler of Qin.

In the past three years, Ying Zheng has shown his extraordinary talents.

Regardless of the court or the people, Ying Zheng's voice was the highest.

This kind of thing didn't have much use in the feudal dynasty.

However, after Ying Zheng ascended the throne, he allowed him to manage the country smoothly.

Powerful officials like Lu Buwei wanted to control the government, but they were quickly dealt with by Ying Zheng.