The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian took off the helmet on his head, and said to Meng Tian beside him, "Have the Golden Fire Cavalry set off yet?"

Meng Tian clasped his hands and said: "If you go back to the general, one hundred thousand golden fire cavalry have quietly approached Xianyang Wuli, and they can enter the city in half a moment after the king's order!"

"it is good!"

Wang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Zhang Han, "Order your Shadow Secret Guard to replace the person in charge of the city gate, and there must be no mistake!"

"Here!"

At this moment, Lu Buwei is slowly marching towards the palace with the army.

He really enjoys the feeling of the army pressing down on the country, of course, the premise is that he is the master of the army!

The few doormen around looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention to them, they looked at each other, and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Lu Buwei was immersed in his excitement, so naturally he didn't see these people disappear.

Not long after, several disciples appeared outside Xian'an Palace.

Facing the palace gate and city wall, he whistled a few times.

Next to the palace gate, a small door opened immediately.

Several retainers quickly got into the small door and rushed towards the main hall.

In the main hall, Zhao Gao, who had returned to Ying Zheng's side, seemed to have heard something.

Walking out of the hall, those disciples had already knelt there on one knee.

Tear!

Several disciples tore off the human skin masks on their faces one after another, it turned out to be a few eunuchs with clean faces and no beards!

"My lord, Lu Buwei dispatched [-] soldiers, and within a moment, they can rush out of the palace!"

Zhao Gao nodded, walked back to the hall, and told Ying Zheng the news.

At this moment, Ying Zheng was looking at the back of Han Chen who had just left, as if he was thinking about something.

Hearing Zhao Gao's words, he waved his sleeves and said, "Order Wang Jian to send troops, and quickly summon the Golden Fire Cavalry into the city to encircle and suppress Lu Buwei!"

Zhao Gao bowed his hands to accept the order, and then said with a little worry: "Your Majesty, there are only a few guards left in the palace, and the masters of the CRRC Mansion, the total number is less than a thousand, and the rest of the palace guards , have been controlled by Lu Buwei's people, the safety of the king..."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and said, "." You don't have to worry about this matter, I have made my own arrangements, so do your own thing! "

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao casually.

At this moment, a sense of crisis rose in Zhao Gao's heart inexplicably.

Where does this sense of crisis come from?

Zhao Gao didn't want to think about it carefully, and he didn't want to think about it, so he took a deep breath and left with his hands folded.

Lu Buwei's [-] troops had arrived under the palace in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the tens of feet high palace wall, Lu Buwei didn't have any worries.

In the eyes of outsiders, the palace wall, which looks like a moat, is not so insurmountable in his eyes!

As long as he crosses this palace wall, the world will change because of him!

A sneer appeared on Lu Buwei's face, and he waved his hand, "Come here, go and open the palace gate for the truth!"

He has already arranged the people, all he needs to do is give an order, and the gates of (King Zhao's) palace will be opened, and the Qin Kingdom will be his world!

"Yes, Lord Xiangguo!"

The doormen moved in response to the sound, but before they got under the palace wall, they only heard the sound of a bowstring.

Zheng!

Following the bang of the bowstring, the doorman suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his chest in disbelief.

He felt that the whole world seemed to be going backwards.

A long arrow had pierced deeply into his chest without knowing when, and the force carried by the arrow sent him flying far away.

Lu Buwei's eyes were wide open, and when he looked up, a giant over ten feet tall was holding a giant bow that was much bigger than ordinary people, looking at him coldly.

Lu Buwei recognized this person's identity at a glance.

This person is exactly the giant who has been following Han Chen.

Chapter 1: You are always a loser (3/[-])

Pfft!

The doorman flew upside down and flew a long way before finally landing on the ground.

It's not that the strength of the arrow has dissipated, but because the long arrow has passed through his body!

The doorman fell to the ground, looked at the hole in his heart, the hole was as thick as a giant bowl, and closed his eyes unwillingly, his dream, also at this moment, came to an end!

The strength on the long arrow has not diminished in the slightest!

More than ordinary arrows, ten times the size of the arrow, tearing the air, carrying an extremely powerful power to break through the air, it hit Lu Buwei straight!

Lu Buwei's face was full of fear, and the people beside him pulled him behind him. The long arrow pierced through the man's body in an instant, but it was still powerful!

Lu Buwei retreated again and again, and six guards in a row protected him, only to save his life.

And the long arrow, after penetrating seven or eight people's bodies in a row, lost all strength and stopped in front of Lu Buwei's eyes.

Wiping his forehead, it was already covered with cold sweat.

But when he was frightened and angry, he was furious and roared: "Gong! Kill him for the truth!"

boom boom boom...

In an instant, the sound of countless bowstrings booming appeared in Lu Buwei's ears.

The rain of arrows flew towards the palace wall like a torrent.

As for Wushuang Ghost, he had already retreated after he had drawn his bow.

Ding Ding Ding!

With a crisp sound, countless arrows pierced the palace wall.

What's ridiculous is that most of the arrows fell powerlessly without even touching the palace wall.

"Kill the truth!" Lu Buwei roared again.

He knows that there are not many guards in the palace now, because most of the palace guards are by his side at this moment.

As long as you can open the city gate and drive straight in, even with Han Chen by your side, you can't stop your mighty army!

The palace gate is still as solid as a rock, and it is almost impossible to open it from the outside.

Since Wushuanggui can stand at the top of the city, it shows that his people have already been taken down.

But Lu Buwei didn't panic, with a swipe of his finger, thousands of guests in the prime minister's mansion jumped on the spot and climbed onto the arrows nailed to the palace wall.

There are more than a thousand disciples in the Xiangfu, and there are indeed many masters among them. Although there are not many real strong ones, it is not difficult to climb the city wall!

Seeing that he was as dexterous as an ape, within a few movements, he had already caught the doorman on the top of the palace wall, Lu Buwei let out a sigh of relief.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream sounded, causing Lu Buwei's heart to jump suddenly. Looking up,

All I saw was the first retainer who climbed up the palace wall, with blood spraying from his neck, and fell down.

Immediately afterwards, there were several more screams.

Those disciples who climbed up the palace wall fell down one after another.

Lu Buwei's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted at the people around him to rescue those diners.

clang clang...

There were several more bow calls, and none of the people who ran out could survive.

Lu Buwei looked intently, and suddenly saw that countless white-clothed Confucian scholars had appeared on the palace wall at some point!

They held three-foot green swords and stood with their heads held high. There were streaks of blood on the swords in their hands.

"Confucianism! Han Chen!" Lu Buwei gritted his teeth and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Chen's figure appeared in front of those white-clothed Confucian students.

Han Chen looked at Lu Buwei expressionlessly, put one hand on the Canhong sword, and said lightly: "Now, don't you know the date of your death?"

Lu Buwei reached out and snatched a bow and crossbow, there were three muffled sounds of 'boom boom boom', but he saw three black lights, flying like lightning, with terrifying speed, tearing the air and flying towards Han Chen.

Han Chen waved his hand casually, and the three short arrows were directly held firmly in his hands.

"After all, you are a loser!"

Han Chen looked at the short arrow in his hand, and said softly to Lu Buwei.

Lu Buwei's face turned ferocious, and he shouted: "What are you waiting for!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Another overwhelming rain of arrows flew towards the top of the city.

Those white-clothed Confucian students resisted with their swords. Gan Luo, who seemed to have grown up a lot, appeared on the palace wall at some point.

He bowed respectfully to Han Chen, and said, "Sir, it's very windy here, please sit at the back, there are disciples here!"

Han Chen patted Gan Luo's shoulder, and Gan Luo's expression became more respectful.

After studying Confucianism for so long, he finally had the opportunity to show his skills, and the excitement in his heart was beyond words!

"In such a short period of time, it seems that you have worked hard to achieve this level of cultivation! After today, you can become an official in the court, so that you can sharpen your mind!"

Gan Luo clasped his hands and said, "I would like to follow Mr.'s order!"

Han Chen nodded, took a few steps back, and sat on the chair that had been prepared earlier.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour has passed!

Lu Buwei still couldn't even take half a step into the palace.

This was something he had never thought of before.He didn't know when Han Chen brought these Confucian disciples to the city.