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

"Maybe His Royal Highness is mad again, forget it, I'll go back to rest."

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The civil and military officials felt that Ying Zifeng had committed madness again, and also thought that Ying Zifeng was asking for no fun. This result was obvious, so they all left the Xianyang Palace.

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Chapter [-] Ying Zifeng: Up to [-] days to compete with the Juggernaut!

Xianyang Palace.

martial arts field.

Gai Nie held Yuanhong and closed his eyes in the center of the training field.

Although Yuan Hong was not out of her body, the coldness of the sword made the air a little white.

"Crack...~"

A burst of voices came, and Genie opened his eyes.

I saw that a luxurious dragon was driving slowly under the escort of hundreds of Great Qin Ruishis.

Ying Zheng was dressed in a black dragon robe, dignified and dignified, and beside him was a son who was quite similar to Ying Zheng, who was the Prince of Great Qin, Ying Zifeng.

When the dragon came, Gai Nie saluted.

"Ge Nie has seen His Majesty."

"Don't be too polite."

Ying Zheng's dragon robe waved to Ying Zifeng.

Ying Zifeng stepped forward and said, "Mr. Gai Nie, Zifeng wants to compete with you in swordsmanship, so please ask the royal father to order him to recruit him. I hope he will not let him teach you."

Gai Nie Wannian's indifferent expression changed slightly.

"Try swordsmanship?"

Gai Nie originally thought that the first emperor wanted to practice swordsmanship, but he did not expect that it was the prince Zifeng who wanted to compete with him, which was beyond his expectations.

After all, he Gai Nie was the chief swordsman next to the First Emperor.

When Zhang Han heard this, he looked at Ying Zifeng in shock. He never thought that Ying Zifeng came to Xianyang Palace to see His Majesty in order to compete with the swordsman Genny.

The master swordsman and the swordsman, how can this be compared to swords.

The gap is too big...

Ying Zifeng didn't know what others were thinking, and looked at Gai Nie sharply.

"Yes, the prince wants to compare swords with Mr., and see how far the prince is from the swordsman."

After listening to it, Gai Nie remembered the Shengqi Shou Rank he saw last night. Those two sharp sword marks made the Sword Saint very interested in Ying Zifeng's Holy Spirit Swordsmanship.

Nodding, Genie pulled out Yuanhong.

The sword is unsheathed, and the sound is soft and sweet,

"Yan..."

Along with this light chant, an astonishing cold light also pierced into everyone's eyes.

Nice sword!

This is everyone's first reaction when they see Yuanhong Sword again.

Ying Zifeng narrowed his eyes subconsciously, with envy in his eyes.

Compared with his Qingfeng, Yuanhong is like the sky and the ground. Although the Qingfeng sword is not bad, it is estimated that he can't even rank in the top [-] of the sword score.

Although the extreme state of the sword is the unity of man and sword, no sword is better than a sword, and all things in the world can be transformed into sharp swords.

But at this moment Ying Zifeng has not yet reached that level, so he needs a peerless sword!

I don't know what famous sword will be randomly rewarded this time?

With a murmur in his heart, Ying Zifeng also pulled out his Qingfeng Sword.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was slightly thick.

Ying Zifeng pointed at Gai Nie and suddenly asked, "Mr. Gai Nie, before the sword competition, this prince had a question, can you answer me one or two?"

"Excuse me, Your Highness."

Gai Nie did not move his sword at all, as if he had never seen Ying Zifeng in his eyes.

Everyone looked at Ying Zifeng curiously, it was time for a sword, what else could be wrong.

I don't understand what His Royal Highness is thinking.

Emperor Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't understand the son's mind.

"I want to know how long it will take for a swordsman in the middle stage of the great master to reach such a realm as Mr. Gai Nie if he is extremely talented?"

Ying Zifeng asked.

Everyone was speechless after hearing this.

This question, Ying Zifeng is not a great master, what do you need to know?

Anyway, wait until you reach the realm of the great master and ask again.

Gai Nie looked at Ying Zifeng lightly, "If the swordsmanship talent is excellent, at least one year, at most two years."

"At least one year, as many as two years, it's a bit long, at most three months, no..."

Ying Zifeng whispered.

Hearing that, Gai Nie frowned with terrifying sword brows, but he went closer and said.

"Why does His Royal Highness ask such a question?"

Genie couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

After hearing this, Ying Zifeng smiled lightly and said, "Because this prince is a swordsman in the middle stage of the great master, I want to know more about it."

what!

His Royal Highness is a swordsman in the middle stage of the Grand Master.

At this moment, Gai Nie's pupils shrank, Zhang Han was stunned, even Ying Zheng, the first emperor of Qiangu, who never liked appearances, changed his expression when he heard Ying Zifeng's words.

how can that be!

After everyone was shocked, they looked at Ying Zifeng in disbelief.

Ying Zifeng looked at Genie's shocked expression and couldn't help but change his eyes.

Indifferent.

"boom!"

The majestic and terrifying internal force erupted from Ying Zifeng's whole body. The vast internal force was like a mountain, making the air of the entire martial arts field thick, and the gravel on the ground trembled faintly.

Without waiting for everyone to be shocked, a sword force that was even more terrifying than internal strength rose into the sky.

"Whoo~"

The awe-inspiring sword stance caused waves of incomparably fierce sword winds to erupt in all directions.

"Shh~shh~........"

The air was shaken by the sword wind, causing everyone's faces to sting like needles.

Ying Zifeng stood in the sword stance, his long hair and Wang robe rustled like a sword immortal.

Seeing this, Zhang Han couldn't help crying out in surprise.

"The sword is released! The great master swordsman!"

"how can that be!"

It's only been a few days, it's a monster, from the innate to the great master!

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

His Royal Highness turned out to be a master swordsman in the middle stage of the Grand Master!

Emperor Yingzheng's eyes moved in shock, his son gave him too much surprise.

Gai Nie's eyes sank, his sharp eyes fixed on Ying Zifeng.

The person in front of him is simply a monster!

He can definitely be the master swordsman's strength, who won the seven-headed sword last night.

However, in one day, he changed from a swordsman in the early stage of the grandmaster to a swordsman in the middle stage of the grandmaster.

Throughout the ages, I am afraid that this is the only one Ying Zifeng has!

He learned from Guigu, and such a monster swordsman has never appeared in the Guigu faction.

It took Gai Nie decades to step into the realm of the unity of heaven and man, but now Ying Zifeng has already stepped down two-thirds of him! ! ! !

The sword body is surrounded by strong internal force.

"Mr. Gai Nie, at most one month, at most one month, this prince will reach your realm."

Ying Zifeng holds Qingfeng in his hand, and his eyes are like abyss!

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Chapter [-] vs Juggernaut!Holy Spirit Sword Eighteen!

Ying Zifeng's voice exploded like a nine-day thunder.

One month to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sword Saint Genie! ! ! ! !

At other times, maybe they would just dismiss it.