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

A sword cold light flashed in the courtyard!

"Pfft~"

Blood splattered, and the guard's throat, which was directly cut by the cold sword, lost his breath, and Hu Hai didn't know when there was a net killer with a cold sword.

Hu Hai glanced coldly at the corpse and muttered.

"What a stupid pig. At this moment, the third brother is the crown prince. The royal father must have set up a net like a net to monitor the third brother."

"If I start an assassination now, then there is only one dead end for me."

After speaking, Hu Hai left without even looking at the body.

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In the imperial study.

Ying Zheng is reviewing the memorial.

After a while, Zhang Han in battle armor walked in.

"His Majesty."

Holding hands in salute, Zhang Han waited for Ying Zheng's order.

"Send shadow guards to monitor him day and night in turn. If anyone knows his every move, anyone he has met should know."

Ying Zheng never raised his eyes, but still reviewed the bamboo slips presented by civil and military officials.

Zhang Han's heart is like a mirror, this "he" is His Royal Highness.

"Yes!"

Zhang Han replied.

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Chapter [-] Step into the innate!Undercurrent is turbulent!

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"Son, we are here."

A reminder from the groom interrupted Ying Zifeng, who was still immersed in swordsmanship.

in the carriage.

Ying Zifeng frowned slightly at the palm of his hand.

"What's going on here, how does the inheritance of Sword Saint Dugu remain stationary for seven percent of the time?"

From the moment he left the Xianyang Palace, Ying Zifeng used his finger as the sword to practice the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, but strangely, it stopped after the inheritance reached [-]%.

[Host, you don't think that you can inherit everything of Dugu Juggernaut just by doing this. 】

The sound of the system suddenly sounded.

Ying Zifeng was stunned for a moment and immediately understood the meaning of the system.

The sword is a weapon, and those who bear the name of the Sword Saint are bound to be bloody. All the peerless swordsmen from ancient times to the present came up with countless corpses on their backs.

The Lonely Sword Saint he inherited is even more so. Thinking about the Sword of Merciless, you can know how many lives are in the hands of Dugu Sword. If he wants to become a Sword Immortal on the Land, Ying Zifeng is destined to die.

"Looks like you need a sharp sword first."

At this moment, he has not yet reached the realm of sword nineteen where the human and the sword are one, and he needs a sword that can kill!

Thinking of this, Ying Zifeng got off the carriage and returned to his mansion.

Walking into the backyard of Fuzhong, a burst of aroma came.

Ying Zifeng looked up and saw that it was lunch time.

The maids had already prepared lunch early.

Ying Zifeng, who had no appetite, instructed the maid: "You go down, by the way, if there are visitors in the past few days, I will say that this young master is sick."

"Apart from the father and Yinman, if someone breaks in and uses the assassination as an excuse to kill without mercy!"

The maid was taken aback by Ying Zifeng's words, she nodded in surprise and backed away.

When the maid left, Ying Zifeng grabbed a cake and ate it and went to his attic alone.

Walking into the attic, a sandalwood incense blows, and the building is spotless and quaint.

Ying Zifeng nodded with satisfaction, his eyes swept across the picture scrolls hanging on the four walls, and finally set his eyes on the position where he usually reads ancient books.

Above the position hangs a sword, which is a sword that can kill.

Ying Zifeng walked over and took off the sword.

"Chong!"

Without any hesitation, Ying Zifeng pulled out the sword, and in an instant, a gloomy cold light flashed into his eyes.

[Ding, Juggernaut inheritance +0.3. 】

The mechanical sound of the system sounded in real time, and the corners of Ying Zifeng's mouth rose when he heard the sound.

"I didn't expect that just touching the sword would directly increase the inheritance by [-]."

At this moment, Ying Zifeng understood that it was useless to embroider his legs, only real killing could make people grow rapidly.

Staring at the sword body, the sword body is like a mirror so that Ying Zifeng can see himself in the sword.

The name of the sword is Qingfeng, which is named by Ying Zifeng in his own name.

Glancing at the ancient paintings hanging on the wall, Ying Zifeng's mind came up with the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship.

The next second, Ying Zifeng swung out a sword.

The light of Jianhan suddenly appeared in the attic.

"hiss!"

The ancient painting was torn in half by the Qingfeng Sword in an instant.

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +0.5. 】

Hearing the sound of the system prompt, Ying Zifeng was in a happy mood and turned his eyes to the ancient painting on the other side.

"hiss!"

The sword light lit up.

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +0.5. 】

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +0.5. 】

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For a while, the sword light in the attic was piercing, and soon~

[Ding, check that the host's inheritance has reached [-]%, congratulations to the host for stepping into the peak of the day after tomorrow. 】

Is this the peak of the day after tomorrow?

Ying Zifeng was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Qingfeng, he only felt that his body was a little different from before.

Looking at the candlestick ten meters away.

"Sword One!"

Ying Zifeng snorted and waved Qingfeng.

"Ding."

The blue wind roared softly, and there was a slight cold wind in the attic.

suddenly!

A fierce sword force emanated from the Qingfeng Sword, and the sword force broke through the air and went straight to the candlestick.

"boom!"

The candlestick made a clear sound under the sword, although it was never cut off, Ying Zifeng knew that he had stepped into the innate!

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +0.4. 】

[Ding, congratulations to the host for stepping into the innate early stage. 】

Sure enough, when Ying Zifeng thought so, the system prompt sound came as promised.

"Have you added 0.4? It seems that the higher the realm, the more difficult it is, but this method is not bad until you reach the unity of heaven and man."

In the field of swordsmanship, the unity of heaven and man is the realm of the unity of man and sword, and wood, stone, flower, and grass can all be the realm of sword.

Laughing, Ying Zifeng felt a little helpless.

Because the attic is in ruins at the moment.

I can't do this anymore, I have to go out and practice.

After thinking about it, Ying Zifeng stepped out of the attic.

Just one step out of the attic, Ying Zifeng suddenly noticed that someone was spying on him.

Father?

In an instant, Ying Zifeng knew what power was spying on him.

At this moment, only he has the right.

"It seems to have to wait, but shouldn't it be a snare, a shadow guard? It's a good target for training."

After a murmur, Ying Zifeng ordered the maid to clean up the attic, while he was stabbed at Qingfeng indiscriminately.

Zhang Han's eyelids jumped when he saw this scene.

Time flies by.