Daqin: I went into a fugue with a sword and was exposed by the gold list

In the Tengwang Pavilion, there was a lot of wailing, and the surrounding walls were painted with layers of blood.

The faces of the other six leaders were pale at this moment, and the corners of their mouths trembled uncontrollably. Just now, the six of them shot at the same time, but they couldn't last ten rounds in front of Ying Han.

"Why is this kid so strong! He is so talented!"

Xie Qidao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Ying Han viciously, but all he got was a look of disdain.

"Are you all that weak? It seems that you don't even have the qualifications to let me do my best!"

This sentence made the six people in the field even more angry. They were placed in their respective forces, and their strengths were all the top group, but today they were ridiculed by a boy with no hair. What a shame , a great shame.

"Let's go together! Otherwise, we can only die here!"

As the commander of Jinyiwei, Xuanwu saw that most of the personnel on his side had already been folded. If he continued, he would be dead after all.

The other five people stared at Ying Han fiercely, "I don't believe it, this kid has no weakness at all!"

The six people shot again at the same time, each of them used their strongest move, hoping to determine the outcome with this blow.

Ying Han frowned slightly, his dantian's true energy erupted in an instant, and his hands began to interpret the "Taixuan Sutra" in his mind, "Killing a person in ten steps, you can't go a thousand miles!"

The blows of each of the six seemed to be a little short of Ying Han's, and it was just that little that made Ying Han shuttle back and forth among the six of them, and a sharp palm directly slapped Xie Qidao's chest.

Another master of the Happy Heaven Realm fell on the spot.

The battle was not over yet, the other four quickly resisted, everyone's sword edge was always a bit behind Ying Han, and Ying Han's body was like flowing water, making people unpredictable and erratic.

In just a few breaths, the remaining four masters of the Happy Heaven Realm fell one by one.

Ying Han waved his sleeves, glanced at the corner, and sighed softly: "Aren't you going to make a move?"

The man in the corner was stunned for a moment, and then a man in armor came out. If it weren't for the strange aura on his body, ordinary people wouldn't be able to recognize him just in this outfit when he was placed among Qin's soldiers.

Ying Han looked him up and down, and said at the beginning: "Tianzi's first-class killer-Jianri, the trap has sent you here, it seems that Zhao Gao is really afraid of me!"

Bing Ri was a little surprised that Ying Han could claim his own identity, but then he thought, "Fang Zheng is a dead person! Why should I care about dead people!"

Zhe Ri pulled out the saber in his hand, and the sun in the sky was immediately shrouded by a cloud of dark clouds, and the entire Tengwang Pavilion was instantly shrouded in darkness.

"Are you afraid of the dark?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his long sword against the sun, and the fierce sword energy directly stabbed at Ying Han.

Ying Han was in the air like a dragonfly on water, every time his toes stepped on the shoulder of an assassin, that person was killed on the spot.

As for the sword energy that followed closely behind him, Ying Han opened the paper fan and gently brushed it away, and the sword energy instantly disintegrated.

"how is this possible?"

Bing Ri showed a surprised expression. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the Seventh Prince Ying Han in front of him had grown to such an extent.

"Never stay!"

Covering the sun, his eyes were blood red, and his moves were a bit fiercer than before, but no matter how fast he was, he still couldn't touch Ying Han at all. "This kid, why? Why exactly!"

Bi Ri felt that Ying Han had seen through all his moves, even if he tried his best, he could only return without success in the end.

"Okay, it's time for the farce to end!"

Before Ying Ri could react, Ying Han had already come in front of him.

Zhe Ri was stunned for a while, and immediately struck with his sword. Ying Han waved his paper fan, and his hand holding the sword flew out.

"what……"

Holding the head of the sun in one hand, Ying Han whispered in his ear, "Don't worry! I will give your sword to Zhao Gao!"

"Boom..."

It was as simple as crushing a watermelon, but this scene not only scared all the assassins off the court, but also shocked the woman in red who had been eavesdropping above.

"This son is too strong, I still need to report to Lord Donghuang immediately!" Then he opened the door and window on the side and flew out directly.

Ying Han just glanced at it lightly, and didn't catch up, after all, some things were too late.

……

The movement from the Tengwang Pavilion also caused a lot of commotion around. After all, no matter how tightly the inside is sealed, occasionally a few corpse worlds will be smashed out of the door, which will bring a lot of panic to the people around.

"What the hell happened in here?"

"The Seventh Prince was still inside just now? I don't know if something happened!"

When Wang Li heard that someone reported to the officials that there was a fight in Tengwang Pavilion, he rushed over immediately.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he heard people talking about it. When he heard that the Seventh Prince was also inside, his mind was in a trance and he almost fell down.

"My little ancestor, you must not have any accidents! If you are going to have an accident, will your majesty destroy all my nine clans?"

Wang Li took three steps at a time, came to the door in panic, kicked it hard, and kicked the door open.

In an instant, a strong stench of fresh blood rushed towards him. Although General Wang Li had been on the battlefield several times, he was not as strong as this smell.

As soon as the soldier behind him walked away, he vomited directly at the door.

Wang Li looked at the messy hall, which was full of corpses. Wang Li stepped forward to check them one by one. At this moment, his heart was on the verge of collapse.

Wang Li said silently in his heart: "Seventh Prince, don't joke with the last general!"

Suddenly the door upstairs was pushed open, and a man dressed in white came out, and beside her stood a peerless beauty.

"I will meet the Seventh Prince, please forgive me for being late!"

Ying Han waved his hand and urged: "Clean up this place quickly, it's not good to dirty other people's things!"

"Yes!"

Ying Han strode to a corner, took a sword from a severed hand, and handed it to Wang Li who was beside him.

"Seventh prince...is this?" Wang Li took the sword and looked at Ying Han suspiciously.

Ying Han patted Wang Li's shoulder twice, whispered in his ear, "Give this sword to Zhao Gao!"

After hearing these words, Wang Li felt a chill rushing into his body, and a bold idea came to his mind: "This man was sent by Zhao Gao to kill the Seventh Prince!"

Wang Li swallowed, his hands trembling slightly.

Looking at Ying Han again, he was already chatting and laughing with the maid next to him, with a relaxed face, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

"Zhao Gao, you kicked an iron plate this time!"