Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Upstairs watching the battle, Ji Wuye's eyes were fixed, his pupils were icy cold, his face was full of anger, his fist hit the desk, and he said in a cold voice: "Gai Nie, hum, another descendant of Guigu came to ruin the book!" Good job, General."

In Zilanxuan, the flames soared into the sky.

In the battle hall, Bai Yifei was dressed in blood, his long sword exuded ice, and his powerful aura suppressed Tian Ze, Bai Du Wang, and Exorcist.

Bai Yifei stood proudly, and said calmly, "Gai Nie."

"I didn't expect you to come too. It seems that the target of Luo Wang's pursuit has indeed left Xinzheng safely."

Gai Nie wore a blue shirt, landed steadily, and stood side by side with Wei Zhuang.

"Little village."

"Master."

Gai Nie handed Li Changqing to Wei Zhuang, and the two brothers and sisters looked at each other slightly, conveying a certain message with their unique tacit understanding.

Wei Zhuang nodded slightly, and carried Li Changqing on his back.

Gai Nie is holding a dragon in his hand, his sword energy is like a dragon, and the aura of half-step comfort is undoubtedly revealed.

Swish!
Amidst the raging flames, a cold light flashed, and the green shirt flew away.

clang!
Bai Yifei swung the white sword with his right hand to block Long Xiang's sword, his expression slightly condensed.

As soon as Gai Nie made a move, he put extremely strong pressure on him. Apart from Li Changqing, only Gai Nie could bring him this kind of pressure, and Tian Ze couldn't match it.

Tianze's pressure was greatly reduced, Li shouted, and all his internal energy exploded. A huge snake head formed by the fusion of snake skull chains oscillated wisps of true energy, constantly fighting against Bai Yifei's blood-red long sword in his left hand.

All of a sudden, the three of them clashed, and a cloud of true energy intertwined and exploded.

With three people as the core, a group of energy hurricanes were brewed. The three people were dressed and their long hair was flying.

The astonishing aura shook the Hundred Poison King and the Exorcist away, and the two of them slid three to five meters along the ground with their feet, waving their long sleeves to cover up the strong airflow.

Fighting at this level is no longer something they can intervene in.

As soon as Gai Nie confronted, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Bai Yifei's strength is not inferior to Xuan Jian's. Xiao Zhuang fought against two strong men in the free zone one after another. He was seriously injured and had no strength to fight. He couldn't use a vertical and horizontal attack."

If you can't use the vertical and horizontal attack, you can't defeat Bai Yifei.

"Although Tianze can be called a powerful helper, with his strength he can confront Bai Yifei head-on, but it is almost impossible to defeat Bai Yifei."

"Li Changqing is seriously injured and needs treatment."

Gai Nie secretly said: "In addition, a large number of imperial guards are constantly gathering outside Zilanxuan, as well as archers and crossbowmen. Once surrounded, it is extremely difficult to escape."

"The top priority is not to defeat Bai Yifei, but to get out of the flames."

Swish!
Gai Nie flicked his wrist, changed his sword style, and jumped out. Every move was simple and unpretentious, his body never made unnecessary movements, and his swordsmanship was not fancy. Every sword was a perfect fusion of strength, speed and accuracy.

The white sword in Bai Yifei's right hand exudes an astonishingly cold air, the slender sword body is covered with black ice, and the surging wind and frost true energy bursts out, turning the surroundings into a black ice field, and swipes the sword to block.

Gai Nie's sword brought a lot of pressure to Bai Yifei, and he should take it seriously.

What's more, there is another troublemaker, Tian Ze.

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Outside the Zilan Pavilion, Wushuang Ghost leaped out and jumped off the ten-foot-high building.

The Wushuang ghost descended from the sky, the big man shocked all the imperial guards in this alley, their eyes trembled and they all backed away.

More than one zhang, more than three meters high, a burly figure with steel and iron bones, like a hill collapsing, Wushuang ghost descended from the sky, as soon as he fell, he charged the nearby soldiers with vigor, and flew out one after another.

Wushuang ghost let go of his hands, it was Nongyu and Yanlingji.

Nongyu was still wearing the purple dress that Zinu wore, outlining her graceful waist and exquisite curves. She carried a sapphire sword case on her back to support Yan Lingji, who was deeply wounded by the sword.

In front of the alley and around the alley, countless imperial guards surrounded it.

"Stop them."

"Quick, the archers are ready."

"..."

Wushuang Ghost shouted angrily, and the big man swooped down to kill him. Although Bai Yifei's sword shattered his protective energy, his body of steel and iron was still unbreakable in front of ordinary soldiers.

The elephant ran wildly, waving both fists.

bang bang bang bang bang...

One by one, the imperial guards were all knocked into the air. Every soldier who was hit by the Wushuang ghost or the body of the Wushuang ghost flew upside down, flying down like fallen leaves, and their bones cracked and shattered.

On the tower, Ji Wuye stood up, just in time to see this scene.

"Hmm... Yan Lingji!?"

Yan Lingji is about the treasures of Baiyue, the mysterious Canglong Qisu, and some secrets that Tianze would rather die than reveal.

Ji Wuye waved his eight feet, and said in a loud voice: "Come here, stop them. Leave this girl for this general."

"Yes, General!"

Under the city tower, a lieutenant general held his fists in his arms and led his army to chase and kill him.

The Wushuang ghost rushed wildly, crushing all obstacles with a destructive posture.

The next moment, rows of crossbowmen stood up on the left and right roofs, the crossbow machine was buckled, and arrows swished all over the sky, killing the three Wushuang ghosts.

Wushuang Ghost swung his right hand, and his burly body blocked Nongyu and Yan Lingji. All the arrows behind him shot down on their backs, and the tinkling sound continued, sparking sparks.

The next moment, Wushuang Ghost stared, and a row of crossbowmen appeared in front of him, ready to fight.

The bow and crossbow mobile phone was turned on, ready to attack back and forth with the rear crossbowmen. Facing such a killing situation, it was difficult for him to take care of Yan Lingji and Nongyu Zhouquan.

At the critical moment, a slender soft sword flew across the sky, chirping... the sharp blade sliced ​​through the throats of soldiers, reaping the lives of the crossbowmen.

Wushuanggui, Nongyu, and Yanlingji successfully broke through the line of defense, turned around an alley, and saw a person.

Dressed in brocade and satin, with a Confucian scarf on her head, her eyebrows are thick like ink, her eyes are deep and peaceful, her facial features are handsome, and she has a cynical and unruly demeanor.

Nongyu said, "Master Ninth."

Han Fei saw Yanlingji and Wushuanggui who were seriously injured. The cruelty of the battle exceeded his expectations. He said solemnly: "Nongyu, you go to my house to rest first."

"Next, Miss Zi Nu and I will meet Brother Li and the others."

Nongyu nodded: "Okay, Brother Li and the others will leave it to Young Master Jiu and Sister Zi Nu."

The three left quickly, leaving Han Fei and Zi Nu in the field.

Zi Nu raised her head and saw an extremely bright sword light erupting from the roof of Zi Lan Xuan. The beautiful purple eyes shed tears. I don't know whether they were crying for Zi Lan Xuan, or for Li Changqing who did his best on the roof and broke out a shocking sword. cry.

"You have to hold on!"

Zi Nu swept her body and rushed to help Zi Lanxuan.

At the entrance of the gate on the first floor of Zilanxuan, on this main street, Ji Wuye led Mo Yabaifeng and a group of elite imperial guards to block the gate.

Ji Wuye gave an order: "Order the army to block all exits, and don't let any Baiyue bandits go."

Ji Wuye sneered and looked proud, as if releasing Tianze was a wise decision, any reason and any scapegoat could be thrown to the Baiyue people.

boom!
Suddenly, Zi Lanxuan was shocked.

Boom, boom, boom!
Everyone's eyes widened, Zilanxuan's ten-foot-high pillars made of centuries-old wood suddenly broke, and the entire Zilanxuan guest room building, a large building with three floors and more than ten feet, collapsed.

Zilanxuan, Korea's No. [-] song and dance studio, Xinzheng's most prestigious gold-selling cave, and one of the most beautiful garden buildings in Korea, is buried in a sea of ​​fire tonight, and everything becomes nothingness.

The fire soared into the sky, the fire spread, and the heat swept the alleys on all sides, causing countless imperial guards to retreat.

Ji Wuye waved his hands to cover up the heat of the flames, and vaguely saw figures flying out of Zilan Pavilion, he immediately ordered: "Come on, chase after the Baiyue bandits."

A person came striding forward, holding a token of the South Korean military commander. This person was Han Fei.

Han Fei, the nine sons of the Han family, one of the nine princes, and the chief officer in charge of the country's laws, a fire broke out in the central area of ​​the capital, and the imperial army could not save the fire, so Han Fei was naturally qualified to take charge.

Ji Wuye raised his eyebrows and thought, "Why is Han Fei here?"

"It seems that the tide banshee has failed."

Han Fei stepped forward step by step, his thick eyebrows were slightly condensed, his face was solemn, and he faced Ji Wuye head-on.

Today is five more, this is the last chapter.Changqing's code words are as slow as a dog, and today, he has the audacity to beg for a wave of gifts.