I, the Mad Prince of Daqin, Start the Inheritance Sword Saint

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Zhang Han looked around and saw that Ying Zifeng was wiping away the dust on the sword with his hand.

"His Royal Highness should be tired."

Shadow Guard muttered to himself.

Zhang Han frowned.

Tired?

And just the moment the shadow guard's voice fell behind.

Suddenly, the man in the courtyard raised his face!

In an instant, a sharp sword-like eye shot towards the attic and stabbed Zhang Han directly.

Zhang Han's pupils shuddered, only to feel that a sharp sword was pierced into the bone marrow in his back.

"No, it was discovered!"

Shadow Secret was shocked.

"go!"

Zhang Han made a decision immediately with a low voice. He never thought that Ying Zifeng would be discovered.

Ying Zifeng in the courtyard noticed that Zhang Han was going to leave and immediately shouted: "General Zhang Han, it was the father who asked you to come. Why do you need to leave now that you are here? Come down and talk."

The sound came into the attic, making Zhang Han who was just about to leave stop.

Shadow Secret Guard asked Xiang Zhang Han.

"General, what should I do?"

Zhang Han looked at Ying Zifeng solemnly through the window.

The Crown Prince, who is considered a lunatic by the world, is truly unfathomable.

Crazy maybe, but never stupid.

"you are here."

Saying that, Zhang Han walked down the attic, and the shadow guard stared closely at Ying Zifeng in the courtyard.

Ying Zifeng glanced at the tall and straight figure who came forward, smiled, and walked to the pavilion on the side to wait.

Soon, Zhang Han and his subordinates walked down the attic and stepped into the courtyard.

Ying Zifeng looked at Zhang Han from a distance.

He is dressed in military armor, has extraordinary equipment, and has the momentum of a general.

This is an old Qin man!

Even at the last crumbling moment of Da Qin, he has been fighting for Da Qin.

Faithful.

While Ying Zifeng was looking at Zhang Han, why wasn't Zhang Han also looking at Ying Zifeng.

The momentum is sometimes introverted, sometimes wild, and unpredictable.

Just like His Majesty, Zhang Han couldn't see through the prince in front of him at all.

When he came to the pavilion, Zhang Han cupped his hands and asked, "Zhang Han is paying his respects to His Royal Highness. I don't know why His Royal Highness is staying here for the last general."

He didn't understand what Ying Zifeng just said "chat".

When Ying Zifeng saw that Zhang Han was so straightforward, he didn't beat around the bush.

"General Zhang, your father sent you here, so let's make a deal."

transaction?

His Royal Highness is indeed different from what the outside world hears and is stupid.

Zhang Han frowned and asked, "What deal?"

"Prince Ben learned a set of swordsmanship last night, and now there is no opponent to practice swordsmanship. General Zhang Han accompanies Prince Prince to practice swordsmanship, and Prince Ben will let you watch at [-] o'clock."

Ying Zifeng then said indifferently.

"Practicing swords?"

Zhang Han was stunned when he heard Ying Zifeng's transaction.

Zhang Han never thought that the transaction in Yingzi's outlet was actually this.

Looking at Zhang Hand in a trance, Ying Zifeng couldn't help but ask, "How is this deal, General Zhang Hand?"

Zhang Han looked back at Ying Zifeng intently, he couldn't figure out the purpose of Ying Zifeng.

But crazy is really crazy.

"His Royal Highness, on this matter, I will ask Your Majesty for instructions at the end."

Zhang Han was not stupid and immediately agreed.

Ying Zifeng nodded.

"Ask the royal father, okay, then you send someone to ask for instructions, we will practice first."

After speaking, Ying Zifeng pulled out the Qingfeng sword.

The sword pointed at Zhang Han, and a sharp sword force emanated, and a breeze slowly blew towards Zhang Han.

There was murder in the breeze.

Zhang Han's heart froze, he knew that he couldn't go to Xianyang Palace in person, and Ying Zifeng was determined to practice sword with him now.

Glancing at the shadow guard in the attic, Zhang Han gestured with his eyes.

The latter nodded clearly, and just as he was about to leave, Ying Zifeng shouted, "By the way, I will also tell the royal father for me, saying that Erchen saw the old immortal again last night, and I also greeted the royal father."

Zhang Han's mouth twitched.

He never thought that he had worked hard all day, and as a result, Ying Zifeng just laid down a lot of cards like this, giving him a general who was on the battlefield and almost lost it.

The Shadow Secret Guards couldn't guess the thoughts of His Royal Highnesses and disappeared directly.

Ying Zifeng retracted his gaze and looked directly at Zhang Han in front of him.

A strong killing aura came to his face, and he was a warrior who really came out of the battlefield of hell.

Now he is by no means an opponent.

Fortunately, he is the Prince of Daqin, and Zhang Han is a general of Daqin.

Sword practice may cause injuries, but Zhang Han will never kill him, and the stronger the swordsman Ying Zifeng believes, the more inheritance he will have.

A little injury is nothing!

Thinking of this, Ying Zifeng is holding the Qingfeng Sword.

"Sword One!"

With a low voice, Ying Zifeng suddenly drew out his sword.

The sword light pierced Zhang Han as fast as lightning.

Zhang Han did not dare to relax in his heart, and pulled out the cold sword from his waist.

next second.

"Clang~"

Sparks flew everywhere, and Zhang Han easily took Ying Zifeng's sword.

"As expected of my Daqin general, he easily blocked the sword of this prince."

The corners of Ying Zifeng's mouth rose.

After hearing this, Zhang Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "His Royal Highness stepped into Xiantian overnight, and it will be a matter of time before this terrifying talent in swordsmanship defeats the end general."

"This prince thinks so too!"

Sword two!

Ying Zifeng grinned and waved the Qingfeng sword.

"Shu~"

Suddenly, a faster and sharper sword light slashed towards Zhang Han.

"Faster!"

Zhang Han's eyes trembled slightly to block it again, but this time he blocked Ying Zifeng's sword, and he felt that his arm was a little trembling and numb.

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +2. 】

The system beep sounds.

Ying Zifeng smiled in his heart, the two swords actually inherited two points.

Excited in his heart, Ying Zifeng waved his sword towards Zhang Han again.

In an instant, the courtyard sword light flashed.

"Clang~"

Cold swords collide, sparks splash~.

The fierce sword force filled the courtyard, and the sword wind was stern.

The prompt sound of the system in Ying Zifeng's ear also kept ringing.

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +2. 】

[Ding, congratulations to the host inheriting the Sword Saint [-]%, entering the middle stage of the innate. 】

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