"Subordinates see His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Subordinates see His Royal Highness the Prince!"

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The voice of the Qin army shook the entire organ city, and the rocks trembled.In the central hall, the sound of Qin Jun paying homage, the lingering sound disappeared after a long time.A group of Jiang Hu forces who were still high-spirited just now are now in a low-spirited manner, and they have once again distanced themselves from Mrs. Jinling and the others.On the contrary, on Luo Yijian's blood-stained face, there was an indescribable look of madness. "His Royal Highness, finally here! Hahahahaha..."

"Ying Ziyi, you finally appeared."

There was an unconcealable chill on Yan Dan's face.

Chapter One Hundred and Ten

At the top of Yunfeng, the Qin army lined up.

This time, Ying Ziyi did not use many people to raid the organ city, but all of them were the elite of the army. In addition, there were also experts in the trap.

What we do is not to fight against the enemy, but to fight quickly.

At the top of Yunfeng, hundreds of people lined up, and with the arrival of Ying Ziyi, the momentum reached its peak.

The ink core in the front is the most critical and core place of the Mohist mechanism city, controlling all the defense systems of the entire mechanism city.As long as this place is not captured for a day, the Qin army cannot be said to have controlled the organ city.

Beside Ying Ziyi, Six Swordsmen knelt half-bowed.These six top assassins who are fearsome and famous in the Jianghu are now like slaves and servants, and they are extremely obedient.

"Luo Yijian, although Mrs. Jinling is one of the most skilled masters in the world, Yandan is not just waiting for you. You go first and open the way for my army. Within a moment, open the way to the central hall." Ying Ziyi ordered .

Slave Six Swords stood up slightly and bowed to his orders.The six of them stood up, and after years of running-in, they were already six in one, with the same breath.In the distance, there are still Mohist disciples defending outside Mohe, hindering the pace of Qin Jun.

However, in the eyes of the six people, they couldn't see any other emotions, only indifference, the indifference of treating human life like a mustard.Walking in the midst of slaughter all the year round, accustomed to seeing blood and the withering of life, Six Swordsmen can no longer find a trace of the emotions that ordinary people should have. Some of them can only wander in the choice between life and death to complete a The fate that a swordsman should have.

Amidst the shouts of the Qin army, the slave of six swords drew out his long sword and rushed towards Mohe like a shooting star.The spiders who took pleasure in plotting and killing gave up the spider webs they weaved, but broke out the courage and fearlessness that should not have been attracted by the assassins.

"His Royal Highness is really skilled."

Looking at the Six Swordsmen who were overcoming the thorns and thorns in front of them, Wei Zhuang slowly came to Ying Ziyi's side and said.

At the moment beside Wei Zhuang, the Quicksand Assassins did not appear.Wei Zhuang was alone, standing with a sword in his hand, his white hair floating in the wind, and he smiled leisurely.

"The swordsmen in the net are all sword slaves under this king. Mr. Wei Zhuang should know what a sword slave is!" Ying Ziyi watched the battle ahead, six sword slaves rushed to the front, and more than a hundred Qin soldiers followed.Among the Mo family, no one can block the joint attack of the six sword slaves.

Blood and wailing, everything happened naturally.Many elite disciples of the Mohist school who had experienced the troubled times of the Warring States period became dead souls under the six long swords.Qin Jun's offensive was surprisingly fast, but no one felt that it was abnormal, including the disciples of the Mo family.The powerful and lingering sword energy of the six paths, the disciples of the Mohists who are in it, almost feel that the sky and the sun are covered by it.It's just that they can't just quit.Because they got the orders of the giants of the Mohist school and swore to guard the Mohe.

"Sword slaves are enslaved by the sword and are willing to be slaves. In this world, there are many swordsmen who lose themselves in front of powerful forces." Wei Zhuang said disdainfully.

Although the Six Swordsmen are powerful, they are fundamentally different from swordsmen like Gai Nie Weizhuang.The slave of the six swords takes the sword as the main thing, is enslaved by the sword, and loses his heart.And Gai Nie Weizhuang controls the sword with his heart, he is the master of the sword.Therefore, although the sword is dead, the sword energy still exists.Only in this way can one be qualified to reach the top.

"How does it feel to stand on the top of a lonely peak?" Ying Ziyi suddenly asked with a smile.

Wei Zhuang was a little surprised, and then smiled, "Naturally, there are scenery that ordinary people can't see. It's a pity that some people give up all of this."

"Indeed. But as a swordsman, as a descendant of Guigu. No matter how Ge Nie escapes, it is difficult to escape his own fate."

Wei Zhuang took a look at Ying Ziyi, who was a few heads shorter than him, and said, "I never thought that His Royal Highness would know us so well."

"Vertical and horizontal are choices, endless choices. The only thing Ge Nie can choose is whether he will become stronger in the choice, or become stronger in the choice. This point, since the two of you joined Ghost Valley It is already doomed. The ideal country that Ge Nie wants has always existed in illusion. If he escapes from all of this, then reality will keep chasing him until he wakes up."

"Hahahaha! Well said. At this moment, I kind of want to work for you, Your Royal Highness." Wei Zhuang said with a slight smile.

"Hasn't Mister been working for this king?" Ying Ziyi walked forward step by step with his hands behind his back. "It's a pity that, Gufeng Linghan, there are always very few people who can reach here."

Ying Ziyi's voice made Wei Zhuang slightly melancholy.It's just that after all, it just passed away in a flash. As a strong man in the world, Wei Zhuang does not allow himself to have such cowardly emotions.Holding the shark's teeth in his hand, he walked towards the central hall along the path Ying Ziyi was walking on.

"Juzi... Juzi..." Three or five Mohist disciples supported each other and ran into the central hall from the passage.

At this moment, both Zhao and his wife fell down and were seriously injured.Luo Yijian, with disheveled hair on his temples and many scars on his body, was forced into a corner by a group of gangsters.Only Mrs. Jin Ling, although she looked a bit embarrassed, was not injured.The horrific knight who died under her Gu technique is always reminding the Jianghu people in the hall not to get too close to this woman.

"Juzi, the Qin army has attacked."

The five disciples hadn't stood still yet, but a trail of sword energy wanted to tear the five Mohist disciples apart.

Holding Mo Mei in his hand, Yan Dan leaped to the front of these Mohist disciples, blocking the sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Dan saw six pairs of cold eyes staring at him in the dark long road.

"Back back." Yan Dan told the disciples of the Mo family.

"Yes, yes." The Mohist disciple wanted to retreat with the support of a group of people from the Jianghu.And Yandan was alone, blocking the entrance of the passage.

Zhen Gang was in front of him, waving his huge long sword with a destructive aura, wanting to destroy everything that stood in front of him.

Yan Dan didn't have a strong opponent, he took two steps back, and the black aura surged around him, competing with the fierce sword aura in front of him.

Zhen just failed to succeed in the first blow, and Luan Shen jumped out from the top of his head, planning to make a second attack.

At the same moment, Zhuanpo and Miehun flashed out from both sides of Zhengang, waving long chains, and locked Yandan's hands.The spooky seized the opportunity and flipped behind Yandan, wanting to deal the most fatal blow to him.

"Giant son." Seeing that Yan Dan was blocked from attacking, and Luan Shen was about to succeed in this attack, the Mohist disciple present worriedly said.

Danger came, but Yan Dan closed his eyes.The next moment, the aura around him suddenly surged, and the black aura surged, shaking away the soul and destroying the soul.At the same moment, he swung Mo Mei back with one hand, blocking the monster's stabbing attack.

At this moment, Yan Dan didn't have a trace of defense in front of him, and there was a wicked smile on Luan Shen's face, and he seemed to smell the smell of blood.Although Luan Shen was the first to attack among the four, he was the last to arrive in the entire attack sequence of the Six Sword Slaves.Chaos God's attack was originally intended to disrupt the opponent's rhythm, so that Monster and Duan Shui could look for an opportunity to kill.But he didn't expect that Yan Dan not only did not dodge, but met him head-on.

Yan Dan opened his eyes, and the determination in his eyes caused a little panic in Luan Shen's heart.Yan Dan lightly flicked his two fingers, and in the inconceivable eyes of everyone, lightly flicked away Luan Shen's incomparably overbearing blow.

Yandan's move, not long ago, Zhang Liang also did to Wang Mazi.But everyone can see that although Wang Mazi and Chaoshen have the same realm, the gap between them is as far away as heaven and earth.Everyone was astonished, what kind of cultivation is the giant of the Mo family?

Yan Dan remained motionless, and the Six Swordsmen's attack had also stopped.

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