Qin Dynasty Novelist

"Han Fei! King Qin Yingzheng!"

"Interesting, the person who can make Qin Wangzheng condescend to come to Xinzheng to meet him is actually him. Based on his recent performance in Xinzheng, he may have the qualifications."

Similarly, looking down at the blood-clothed house from the high-rise building far away, he also saw the departure of Han Fei and the descendant of Guigu, who can make Qin Wangzheng pay attention to him. The next Xinzheng may be even more interesting.

The White Armored Army is scattered in the northern part of the city, and they can gather at any time. When the situation there changes, they can look for opportunities and cut into the field. If the goal is achieved, the night will be stronger than before.

At the same time, in an area in the east of Xinzheng City, when a luxurious carriage pulled by a famous horse passed a stone bridge, the bridge suddenly collapsed, and the carriage sank into the bottom of the water without any life left.

"Didn't you say that Qin Wangzheng is in there? I haven't come out for so long. Could it be that he is planning to live here?"

After waiting for another stick of incense, the closed door of the house did not open again. Such a scene made the impatient experts from Baijia frowned.

According to the exact news, Qin Wangzheng is indeed in Xinzheng, and is now in this house. Now that the nine sons of King Han have left, Qin Wangzheng still has not appeared. Perhaps few people in the field have seen Qin Wangzheng, but there are people in the field. The existence of Qin Wangzheng's identity can be confirmed.

If it is said that the other party plans to stay in Xinzheng for a long time, it is impossible. When the news spreads, everyone has to find a way to leave. Although Qin Wangzheng is supreme, he is also a human being. Humans have life and death. When people die, everything is gone. .

"Could it be that there is a secret passage in this house, so I can go out from other places?"

All of a sudden, a possible situation appeared in the minds of people from a hundred schools of thought. It seemed that this house could not be owned by ordinary people, that is, the possibility of owning a secret passage was even greater.

All of a sudden, this news spread and quickly spread to the other hundred masters and the Yanzhao swordsman. If it was true, then they would be waiting here for nothing.

Without any hesitation, some masters with excellent lightness kung fu jumped forward and headed towards the interior of the house. The son of a daughter can't sit still, and they didn't grasp the city of the wild king before the age.

This time, no matter what, I have to keep it!

boom! boom! boom!

However, the next moment, just as a few masters who thought they were good at lightness kung fu just entered the enclosure of the house, within a breath, several large heads were thrown out, and a bloody rosy mist streaked across the void, one after another. The unclosed pupils revealed the horror just now.

Like a few gravels, they fell on the street in front of the house, making dull sounds, leaving a few bright red marks on the bright bluestone slab.

However, these fresh heads are also like a few stones falling on the beehive. The consequence of shaking the beehive is that they will face the siege of all the hornets, which is just right at this moment.

call out!call out!call out!

How could the masters of the hundred schools who could not bear it for a long time be able to bear it, one after another faint mysterious light loomed, holding the blade of a sword, they rushed forward quickly, the light of the sword flickered, smashed the gate of the house directly, and broke into it.

On the walls on both sides, there are also warriors with strong and weak cultivations jumping into it. Just after breathing, the masters of hundreds of schools who entered from the walls on both sides rolled off the heads again and again. above the street.

Those dozens of masters from hundreds of schools who attacked from the main entrance of the house were shrouded in black and white unparalleled tyrannical sword energy head-on. Wherever the sword light came, they were unrivaled. In an instant, their bodies were torn into pieces, scarlet blood Flowing inside and outside the gate of the house.

"You... are really too weak!"

Holding black and white double blades, one in front and one in back, the body surface is enveloped in black and white mysterious light, surrounded by the unparalleled aura of swordsmanship, as a generation of swordsmen, today's sharpness and killing intent have reappeared.

Dressed in coarse linen, stepping on the blood still flowing under his feet, his seemingly decadent face showed a trace of extreme bloodthirsty, his messy hair was blown by the wind at will, standing in front of the house with a sword in his hand, looking at this moment Hundreds of masters and Yanzhao swordsmen gathered here.

It seems... It's been a long time since I took a good rest.

"Ten years ago, you invaded the state of Qin and killed my wife and children, and you should pay in blood today!"

Looking up to the sky and screaming, the whole body is covered with incomparably rich black and white mysterious light. The black and white double blades in his hands bloom with even more dazzling sword lights. During the whistling, the void is scattered in all directions, and his body flickers.

Every time the sword is swung, there will be a person bleeding. Whether it is a warrior at the innate level of Hunyuan or a warrior who has just entered the God of Transformation, they are not the same enemy. In an instant, in front of the gate of the house, it becomes a hell-like existence .

"Mr. Ge Nie, since you have already made a move, why stop!"

The extremely shrill screams whirled around, mixed with endless pain, endless unwillingness, and endless wailing... However, the final outcome was still the same.

On the wall on the right side of the house, at some point, two figures stood quietly on it, looking at Guigu Gai Nie beside him, watching the long sword with drops of blood flowing in his hand, smiling slightly, standing with one hand behind his back, Speak slowly.

Chapter Two Hundred and Three

The ghost valley is vertical and horizontal, and the world is closed!

Everyone has their own pursuits. Qin Wangzheng hoped that the princes would be able to build the most glorious empire in the past and present, and now he is moving towards that goal step by step.

Zhou Qing hoped that the empire would not collapse so quickly, and that all things would reincarnate and die as they wished. Maybe after several generations, the empire would not exist, but that was no longer his concern.

In the mortal world, there is no long-term unchanging dynasty, and any system will not work. Forcibly maintaining it will only reverse the way of heaven and violate the rules.

Han Fei, a Confucianist, founded spells, melted spells into one body, and integrated the masters of legalism. The laws of heaven and earth are executed without slack. It is the pursuit of the other party.

Guigu Weizhuang is also pursuing what he needs, the way of vertical and horizontal, control as one likes, in Zhuxia, everything is in the concept of vertical and horizontal, controlling life and death in endless choices, this is the way of Guigu.

As far as Guigu Gai Nie was concerned, Zhou Qing knew him well. Since the other party chose Qin, he naturally chose the princes of Kuang.

It's a pity that on the way to Guigu, he didn't see it as thoroughly as Wei Zhuang. Things in the world are not perfect. He wants a peaceful and stable world, and he wants the countries to have less wars and less bloodshed. Such an ideal country Impossible to exist.

In the process of the whole world, it is a matter of reorganizing the interests of all classes in Zhuxia. Conflicts between interests are bound to be accompanied by fights, and there must be blood in the battles, and there must be fierce conflicts.

When Lingxu Yufeng brought Qin Wangzheng out of Xinzheng just now, he should have understood this truth. Today, he must clean up the enemies of the Qin Dynasty with himself. Compared with the years of annexation in the future, today is just the beginning.

The sword light is flying horizontally and horizontally, and the heads of warriors whose cultivation base is not more than the innate level are flying. Zhou Qing is looking forward to seeing this scene. This is the real kingdoms and the real Xia.

"They are actually just being used!"

Shrouded in light white mysterious light, on the handsome and cold face, looking at Xuan Jian wrapped in black and white mysterious light in the distance, holding two swords, invincible, there is no one enemy, the whole street in front of the house is full of severed arms and limbs , the scattered blood gathered into a stream and flowed towards the depression.

The extremely bloody scene spread, and in an instant, the hearts of all the masters and Yanzhao swordsmen who came to attack Qin Wangzheng on this trip were palpitating. Under his sword, he was also defeated, and it was impossible to defeat him.

"No matter what, once you do it, you have to face the result."

"This is also a choice. There is actually only one result left for them on this trip, and that is...death!"

If they can't teach them a bloody lesson today, then the people of the entire Xia and other kingdoms will think that Qin can be bullied, the King of Qin can be bullied, and that Qin's law protectors are nothing more than that.