The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Lu Buwei was full of anger, pointed at Mr. Changping, and shouted sharply: "The old man will give you three breaths, if you don't hand over the man, don't blame the truth for ordering arrest."

"you dare!!"

Mr. Changping directly drew out his saber, stood with the sword in front of Han Chen's carriage, his breath swelled, and said in a cold voice: "I was ordered by the king to invite distinguished guests to the palace. Whoever dares to take a step closer to the carriage will be If you are disrespectful to the king, you will be killed without mercy!!"

"Protect Lord Xiangguo!"

Whoosh...

Sensing the murderous aura on Lord Changping, the swordsmen of Xiangfu dodged one after another and stood in front of Lu Buwei.

More than a dozen Qin soldiers with heavy shields formed an iron wall and directly protected Lu Buwei behind him.

Lu Buwei stared at Mr. Changping with a cold face, and said, "One!"

When the matter developed to this point, both sides drew their swords out of their sheaths, and neither side would back down, and a fight could start at any time. A bloody battle on the long street was about to begin.

Hearing Lu Buwei's voice, Mr. Changping tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, without any intention of compromising.

He can't compromise!

Because, he is now representing Qin Wang Yingzheng, if he bows to Lu Buwei, it is Yingzheng bowing to Lu Buwei.

The dignity of the king cannot be lost.

Even if this dignity has to be defended with blood, Mr. Changping will not hesitate.

Seeing that Mr. Changping still didn't make friends, Lu Buwei's eyes turned colder, and he said again: "Two!"

After his words fell, the atmosphere became more tense. The soldiers of Xiangfu on the long street were all ready to fight.

in the elegant room.

With a smile on his face, Yan Dan was very happy as he looked at the long street full of swords and swords.

He had known for a long time that Han Chen's arrival in Xianyang City would cause waves, but he did not expect that it would develop to the point where there would be blood on the streets.

"If I can leave, this prison in Xianyang, I really have to thank this Han Chencai."

The private room next door.

Staring at the situation on the long street, Tian Guang's eyes were sharp, and he was very satisfied with the big drama on the street.

"This trip to Xianyang really didn't come in vain, hahaha..."

Dark street corner.

Sensing the tense atmosphere on the street, the excitement in Xuan Jian's eyes became more intense.

"When two tigers fight, one must be wounded, and only in this way can the fisherman benefit."

above the ridge.

The glamorous Da Si Ming stared at the two parties on the street who were at war, and said with a sneer, "It seems that this fight is inevitable."

Next to him, Luna's temperament is still aloof.

After hearing Da Si Ming's words, she shook her head lightly, and said flatly: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed again this time."

As soon as Luna's voice fell, and Da Si Ming was about to ask, a resonant shout suddenly sounded from the opposite side of the long street.

"Wang Jian, under the orders of the King, we are here to meet the Confucian sage, Mr. Han Chen!"

The sound exploded like thunder, instantly spread throughout the long street, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Hearing this voice, Da Si Ming was slightly taken aback, and then smiled, "This big show is getting more and more exciting."

Just now, Lu Buwei has a large number of people and has the advantage.

But now, because of Wang Jian's arrival, the weak side suddenly became stronger.

Seeing Wang Jian galloping forward with an army and confronting Lu Buwei, Lord Changping let out a long sigh of relief.

"Lu Buwei, why don't you give way now?" Lord Changping asked Lu Buwei.

Hearing this, Lu Buwei on the opposite side frowned slightly, his face was very ugly, but he didn't mean to retreat, but continued to choose to stalemate.

So what if Wang Jian is here?

Lu Buwei wasn't even afraid of Yingzheng, so how could he be afraid of Wang Jian.

Chapter 14: Yingzheng's Will, Lu Buwei's Wrath (1/3)

The morning light is faint, above the spacious street.

An imposing general, riding a crimson war horse, with shining armor all over his body, was majestic and galloped directly to this side.

This person is the general of Qin State, Wang Jian.

Behind Wang Jian, three thousand cavalry followed closely.

Three thousand tall war horses, all covered in iron armor, trampled on the ground fiercely with their thick and powerful hooves, as if the ground was trembling.

On the backs of these war horses, cavalrymen wearing black iron ghost king masks showed only cold eyes, holding bronze halberds tightly in their hands, which were extremely sharp and shone coldly in the morning light.

As the cavalry passed all the way, the people retreated one after another, and no one dared to stop them.

Sitting in the carriage, Han Chen looked at the huge army outside through the veil-like curtain, with a faint smile on his lips, and said softly, "It's just in time."

Next to him, Xun Kuang also looked at Wang Jian's army, and nodded with a smile: "Qin's iron cavalry is famous all over the world. It is really extraordinary to see it today."

on the long street.

Lu Buwei stood with his hands behind his back, his brows were furrowed, watching Wang Jian getting closer, his face became even more ugly.

in the restaurant.

Yan Dan stood in front of the window, looking at the majestic cavalry, his eyes became more joyful, he had been a proton in Qin State for many years, and Wang Jian, the general of Qin State, was naturally familiar to Yan Dan.

"This Wang Jian is Yingzheng's confidant, and Yingzheng sent him to greet him, which shows the importance he attaches to Confucianism."

The elegant room next door.

Tian Guang put down his wine bowl and saw the mighty army, his eyes became darker.

As a hero of the peasant family, Tian Guang has heard about the current situation of Qin State for a long time.

When Yingzheng ascended the throne, he was too young, so the power fell into the hands of Lu Buwei. Over the years, Yingzheng has always wanted to take back his power, but unfortunately Lu Buwei is deeply rooted, and he is difficult to shake, so he can only choose to endure.

Now, Yingzheng sent Wang Jian here to meet the Confucianists, which is bound to confront Lu Buwei head-on.

"What will happen next is really exciting!"

Tian Guang poured down a bowl of strong wine, staring intently at the changes in the field.

Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng's first collision, such a wonderful drama, has never been seen before.

At this time, on the long street.

rhythm -

The three thousand cavalry reined in at the same time, and the horse neighed.

The huge cavalry corps stopped running at the same time, and all stood in front of Lu Buwei.

Wang Jian sat on the horse, looked at Lu Buwei below, and then at Lord Changping, cupped his hands, and said loudly: "Lord Xiangguo, Lord Changping, I will bring the king's oral order, please stop and listen!"

Yingzheng's oral order is the imperial decree.

No matter how old you are, no matter what you are doing, you must receive the order immediately.

"The king's oral order!"

Hearing Wang Jian's words, the onlookers in the distance, as well as the drivers of several carriages, suddenly looked in awe and knelt on the ground.

Swish!

Without hesitation, Lord Changping inserted the long sword back into its scabbard, then quickly walked up to Wang Jian, bent down deeply, and said respectfully, "My minister, accept the order!"

"Using the king to suppress me!"

Lu Buwei was angry in his heart.

He knew very well in his heart that Ying Zheng asked Wang Jian to come here to help Confucianism, which was very bad for him.

Inside the carriage.

Han Chen and Xun Kuang smiled slightly. Wang Jian brought Ying Zheng's oral order, so they couldn't sit in the carriage, so they got off the carriage one after another and stood in front of Wang Jian.

They are not from the state of Qin, but they are distinguished guests invited by Ying Zheng, so there is no need to bow down, just stand by and listen.

Fu Nian and Yan Lu also got out of the carriage and stood behind Han Chen.

Han Chen looked at Wang Jian, felt his domineering aura, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

This Wang Jian gave Han Chen the feeling that he was just like Xun Kuang, unfathomable, like an abyss like an ocean, I'm afraid it is also in the realm of mythology, it is really unbelievable.

However, Han Chen quickly realized that even Lord Changping has a high level of cultivation, Wang Jian is a general of the Qin State, so his cultivation level is naturally extremely high.

"He is the great Confucian sage, Han Chen?"

"So young!"

Han Chen stood in front of everyone for the first time, and immediately attracted countless attentions, as well as countless surprises.

Tian Guang, Yan Dan, Luna, Xuan Jian and others all focused on Han Chen at this moment.

Dressed in white clothes, holy snow, with a blood-colored long sword hanging from his waist, his handsome face, star-like eyes, elegant and elegant demeanor all impressed them deeply.

However, Lu Buwei on the street was pale at the moment.

Lu Buwei looked at Han Chen, his eyes were full of coldness and coldness.

Wang Jian, who was on the horse, looked down at Lu Buwei below, seeing that he was showing no respect, and the government soldiers had no intention of retreating, his expression suddenly became majestic.

". Lord Xiangguo, why don't you withdraw the government soldiers? Don't you want to resist the order?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Lu Buwei in unison.

Could it be that Lu Buwei is really so arrogant that he dared to blatantly disobey Ying Zheng's will in public?

Hearing Wang Jian's words, Lu Buwei's face became even uglier.

He looked at Wang Jian and the three thousand cavalry behind him, his face was almost bleeding (Li Zhaozhao).

Although he is powerful, he is still a courtier after all. Since Yingzheng has an oral order, he can't openly resist it. Otherwise, if this matter is spread, he will definitely get a bad name of disloyalty, which will be infamous for thousands of years.