Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

late at night

Zilanxuan, Room No. [-] in Tianzi.

Li Changqing looked at Cheng Jiao with a terrified face, chuckled lightly, calmly, and said slowly: "The form is inseparable from the shadow, the shadow is inseparable from the form, one mind is different from another body, and all sides are exquisite."

"It should be - different souls, one body with eight sides."

Li Changqing said lightly: "Ba Linglong, in fact, there is only one person. The so-called Ba Linglong is just the remnant soul of the eight beings swallowed by the body."

"From the moment you stepped into the gate, Mr. Chang'an, your companions have already been in this room."

Cheng Jiao looked terrified and looked around at the mirrors.

"No, that's not the case, you guys get out, get out."

In a certain piece of bronze mirror, one of the Eight Linglongs appeared.

Gansha carried a long sword on his back, with a silent face and bloodthirsty eyes, he said coldly: "Oh, you think you know everything."

In another bronze mirror, Ba Linglong Liwu, holding a flute, has a graceful posture and a charming appearance, her rose lips are lightly pursed, and her long hair is holding a hairpin: "You know because we want you to know."

On another bronze mirror, a short stature, a pair of buck-toothed, wretched eyes, and an ugly face appeared, scratching his ears and cheeks with both hands, with murderous intent overflowing: "You want to steal something from us?! It's absolutely impossible."

Eight Linglong Sundae also appeared.

Xunfeng and Balinglong Gansha are actually one person, they are one with two faces, born with two souls, which is the so-called dual personality.

Sunda bee appeared in a bronze mirror, stood with hands behind her back, facing Li Changqing, a few bees buzzed and flapped their wings, and said with a sneer, "Ba Linglong will never fail."

At this time...

On a bronze mirror behind Li Changqing, there appeared the eight-year-old woman Kun, who was bent over in her eighties, exuding wisps of poisonous gas: "Old woman, I don't care about the truth, I don't care about life and death, I only care about the safety of my son (killing). "

Po Kun, kill your own mother.He was also a snare killer during his lifetime, and like his own son, he was promoted to the first class of killing words.

Li Changqing glanced at the left side from the corner of his eye, and a child appeared in a bronze mirror, an eight-year-old girl in light yellow coarse linen, with a hat on her head, bare feet, and a basket ball rolling under her feet.

Ba Linglong's Dui Li, a seven or eight-year-old girl with freckles, held her head in her hands, in great pain: "I hate you, I don't want to kill people."

A man appeared on the bronze mirror on the right side of Li Changqing. This man had scars on his face, he was not angry and arrogant, with six knives stuck in his back, giving off the iron-blooded aura of a soldier.

Master Balinglong Gen, the leader of Balinglong, the former general of the Qin State stationed in Tunliu, and also a snare killer, hardly weak to kill, and a first-class master.

Master Gen scolded, "Shut up."

As a result, all the members of Ba Linglong shut up, and all the shadows of the remnant souls projected on the bronze mirror fell silent.

Li Changqing smiled and said: "Your soul is backlashing, you are about to be overwhelmed."

Cheng Jiao's body flashed and entered the bronze mirror. At the same time, the people who appeared in the field turned into gangsters.

Gansha's face was silent, his eyes were scarlet and bloodthirsty, he sat down slowly, faced Li Changqing and said, "Even if what you said is correct, one of the Eight Linglongs is the original body and cannot be killed."

"At the beginning, I was the one who carried out the task, and I was the one who killed Chengjiao."

Hearing this, Li Changqing shook his head and chuckled: "Really!?"

Gansha asked: "You don't believe it?"

Li Changqing asked without answering: "Do you dare to draw out your saber again? Take a closer look to see if it is really your saber."

Gan Sha's heart skipped a beat, and he sneered, "Why don't I dare to pull out my own sword."

choke!
A long sword was drawn out of its sheath, fierce and murderous, dazzling the sword light.

The moment he saw the long sword unsheathed, Gansha looked terrified and shook his head frantically: "No, no, isn't this my sword, where is my sword, where is my sword."

Li Changqing asked: "Whose sword is this?"

Gansha used to be under the command of Black and White Xuanjian, so he naturally knew this sword, and there were naturally some stupid guys who didn't know Yuewang Bajian in the trap killer.

Gan Sha raised his head in horror, his eyes trembling slightly: "This is, this is Lord Xuan Jian's white sword!?"

"I, I remembered, I was, I was... dead!"

Gansha died under the black and white Xuanjian sword. Xuanjian, whose soul was in an extremely unstable state, fell into a deep sleep after killing Chengjiao.

Gan Sha fell into a frenzy, sometimes holding his head with both hands, sometimes beating the table with both hands frantically, the eight remnants of the souls turned into afterimages and poured into his body one after another, changing their shapes from time to time, and the voices and appearances of the eight people kept changing.

"I, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

"Ah, I'm dead."

"Dead, dead, we are all dead."

"..."

"Roar!"

A low roar seemed to come from hell, like the roar of a demon deep in hell, and the scarlet sword light was transmitted from the inside out of Gansha's body.

A powerful soul is gradually recovering, and a vast and torrential sword energy is also awakening.

There are bronze mirrors in all directions, all the projections are gone, and there is only one person in all the bronze mirrors.

A middle-aged man dressed in black clothes, with a black scarf on his head and black hair wrapped up, with a cross sword mark on his right cheek, his face looks like "Captain Jack".

Gansha's body began to "fragment and shatter", and scarlet sword lights pierced through one after another. The sword lights became stronger and stronger, and the sword energy became stronger and stronger.

"I'm already dead...why, why is this...I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

Li Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "Ba Linglong is not worth a fight. Only when the main body recovers, can I be qualified to sharpen my sword for Li Changqing."

"Heaven kills the earth, you demons and monsters."

"There are eight levels of Luowang killers. Qiansha is just a killer-level killer. For such an important task as assassinating Chang'an Jun Chengjiao, Luowang will dispatch at least one first-class Tianzi to ensure nothing goes wrong."

"A killer at the level of killing, but the weapon is a weapon from the level of heaven. This in itself is the biggest loophole."

Li Changqing had a conversation with Wei Zhuang about the death of Qijuetang's disciples. Four Qijuetang's disciples were killed with a single sword, and the coherent sword intent betrayed the killer's identity.

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie fought against Xuan Jian once, it was a battle of life and death, the two brothers and sisters will never forget Xuan Jian's sword intent and Xuan Jian's sword mark.

A special sword, a special person, a special sword intent, and a special sword wound.

That one sword strike alone was enough to make Wei Zhuang more than half convinced that Ba Linglong's body was the strongest enemy he and his elder brother Gai Nie had encountered in the Weijiazhuang battle three years ago.

Gansha Canhun's body was torn apart, a powerful aura erupted, and a hand appeared, pulling out the white long sword inserted into Gansha's body, the powerful aura made Tianzi No. [-] room shake violently.

choke!
The white sword was pulled out, and the killing was completely "dead". The powerful scarlet murderous aura turned into a dazzling light, and two sword auras, one black and one white, bloomed. The black sword aura swept across thousands of troops, and the white sword aura rushed towards the sky.

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang... The black sword energy swept across the army, and all the copper mirrors in the room burst instantly, and the lenses flew all over the sky.

At the same time, the white sword energy pierced through the roof, the roof of Tianzi No. [-] shattered, tiles flew, and a big hole was broken, and the moonlight swayed down and shone into the house.

Li Changqing's eyes were fixed, his fighting spirit was ignited, and he said word by word: "The word of heaven is first-class, black and white Xuanjian."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Kakaka——Behind Li Changqing, a sapphire sword box opened in a fan-shaped posture, cyan light bloomed, and in the fan-shaped sword box, the Golden Snake Sword, Sheathless Sword, and Bone-Erosion Demon Sword appeared.

Buzz!

The three swords buzzed, releasing their sword energy.

These three swords are excited, and the owner is excited to meet a powerful swordsman and two famous swords in the world.