Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

"what!"

The tide banshee was engulfed by the sword rain and screamed pitifully.

Boom boom boom!
On the ground, a billowing air wave broke out in a radius of ten feet. The vast true energy and sharp sword energy enveloped the four directions, and the destructive energy engulfed the tidal banshee, annihilating everything.

After a dozen or so breaths, the stone slabs on the ground were in a mess, and a huge pit appeared in a radius of one foot. The tidal banshee was lying in a one-foot-deep pit, unable to move her limbs, her breathing was disordered, and she pursed her lips and coughed up blood.

The tide banshee raised her head, looked directly at the sword spirit, and said extremely unwillingly: "Han Fei..."

The sword spirit stood in the air, then dissipated with a swish, leaving this world.

When the sword spirit that built the world disappears, this world will naturally disappear instantly.

The tidal banshee returned to the real world in an instant, her body retreated one after another, her breath was disordered, her true energy flowed backwards, and her natal purple Gu suffered severe injuries.

"puff-!"

The trendy banshee vomited blood on her back, her beautiful face was pale and gloomy, her long and narrow eyes were full of hatred, she shouted coquettishly, "Han Fei... Puff, cough cough!"

True Qi was retrograde, and the Chao Banshee spat out another breath of blood, her eyes became heavy, and her body was on the verge of falling.

The wolf's eyes were fixed, and he erupted like a wolf. Like a wolf, he swooped up from the ground, flashed past, flew past the tide banshee's side, and slammed the knife hand violently with his right hand.

Bang!
The tidal banshee was hit hard on the neck and fell into a coma.

Watching the Chao Banshee fall, the Canglang King and the generals looked at Han Fei again, with doubts in their eyes.

With the ultimate cultivation of the ninth rank, and the strange and domineering Gu worms beside him, the strength is extremely powerful.

Moreover, Mrs. Mingzhu had already killed the Ninth Young Master Han Fei, and was about to take the Ninth Young Master down.

But why, after the ninth son and Mrs. Mingzhu looked at each other, Mrs. Mingzhu was seriously injured in an instant, as if she had encountered a top expert and was severely injured by a forcible beating.

Han Fei smiled and said, "Congratulations to both of you for your great achievements in capturing the demon girl."

The two smiled when they heard the words.

If it doesn't make sense, then don't explain it.Anyway, it was a fact that the two of them fought against Mrs. Mingzhu, and it was also a fact that they knocked out Mrs. Mingzhu. All the subordinates saw it with their own eyes.

Han Fei waved his hand and said, "Split some people to kill the wounded gate, and kill the rest."

"The rest of you, follow me to escort King Qin."

Everyone bowed to accept the order and said: "We obey."

At this moment, everyone had admiration for Han Fei. He was knowledgeable, courageous, courageous, unruffled in times of crisis, unflappable in times of change, and possessed the demeanor of a leader.

Soon, Han Fei rushed out with a group of soldiers and saw such a scene.

The soldiers on the periphery did not dare to fire their crossbows, for fear of hurting the king, Princess Honglian and others.

But in terms of real skills, they are only worthy of scratching the itch of the dead in the night, but at least half of the dead in the night can be restrained.

Old Zhang's inner prisoner, Zhang Banban next to his father actually has a cultivation base of the ninth rank. Although his martial arts skills are unfamiliar and not good at performing them, he can still stop the dead man of the eighth rank peak in Yemu.

Honglian holds a sword, her heroic posture is heroic, her sword energy is blooming, and Qinglian's sword song is displayed. No one below the sixth rank is an opponent, and only the sixth rank is eligible to fight her.

The rest of the inner eunuchs, the masters of the inner eunuchs attacked, cooperated with more than [-] dark night assassins, barely stopped the night dead man, and the father Wang Wuyou within a short time.

Han Fei waved his hand and ordered, "Kill the thief."

The Canglang King let out a wolf howl, and leaped out, his sharp claws flashed coldly, and he was actually at the ninth rank, and they were all nine ranks honed in actual combat. As soon as he made a move, the remaining night dead soldiers fell one after another.

A group of assassins from the night followed closely behind, and only assassins know how to deal with assassins.

After the joining of the Night Assassin Group, the battle situation is one-sided.

A clan member of the Han family, a general of the army, the peak of the eighth rank, wielding a long sword to fight out, after all, he is a military general, although he is not a qualified general, but one who can reach the peak of the eighth rank must be a qualified warrior.

This person made a move, but it was straightforward, and the sword energy bloomed, reaping the lives of the night dead men one by one.

Time passed, another quarter of an hour passed.

"Roar!"

The Canglang King let out a roar, waved his sharp claws with both hands, and there was a sound of tearing, blood was flying, and the night dead man at the peak of the eighth rank was torn to death by him.

At the end of the battle, all the dead soldiers of the night were killed.

"Huh—" Han Wangan breathed a sigh of relief, sweating on his forehead.

Don't look at him before, he was full of energy and blood, and he became a real man. Tell Han Fei to leave him alone. It's important to capture the demon girl.But as soon as he yelled out, he regretted it and became afraid.

South Korea has a wonderful country, young girls, wild game, and he hasn't enjoyed enough of it.

Han Fei stepped forward and saluted, "Reporting to my father, the demon girl has been taken down jointly by Commander Canglang King and Commander Han Jiang, and she is seriously injured and unconscious at this moment."

Han Jiang, of course, is the commander of the army, a collateral line of the royal family, and a top-level general of the eighth rank.

Han Wangan patted Han Fei on the shoulder, and said kindly, "Old Nine, you did a good job."

Han Fei smiled and said, "It's good that the father is fine."

Han Wangan turned around and said, "You are doing very well, Lian'er. I never thought that Lian'er would have such skill. My father thought you were just practicing for fun."

Hong Lian laughed and said: "I am your daughter, father, how can I embarrass you."

"Haha." Han Wangan felt relieved.

The next moment, Han Wangan said solemnly: "Follow me into the inner house."

In the inner house, the palace hall, the trendy banshee was placed on the couch, seriously injured and unconscious, with a stream of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing the Chao Banshee, Han Wangan was so angry that he wished he could draw his sword and kill her quickly.

Soon, several maids in the palace arrived.

Han Wang Anping retreated to the left and right and said: "You all retreat, retreat outside the palace door."

"Yes." Canglang King, Han Jiang and others withdrew.

Only Han Wangan, Han Fei, and Honglian were left at the scene.

Han Wangan looked hesitant.

Han Fei pulled Honglian up and smiled, "Honglian, I have an important matter to discuss with you, you follow me."

Honglian said unhappily: "Do you have to say something now? Why did the father call the nanny in the palace? Ninth brother, don't pull me..."

Han Feisheng pulled Honglian out of the gate, and the door of the bedroom was closed.

Han Wangan looked around and ordered: "Let's start."

Lying on the couch in the bedroom, the curtain of the bed was closed, and a few nuns began to grope for the fashionable banshee.

After a while, the four nuns lifted the bed curtain, and they also put on the trendy banshee clothes.

The four people's hearts beat faster and their faces were pale. They knew that they knew a great secret, and this secret might kill them.

Han Wangan said: "The widows and family members of each of you will be properly settled and given three hundred gold; after death, they will also be buried generously."

Three hundred gold is an astronomical sum for them, and they are old, and it is meaningless to live a few more years.

Of course, more importantly, they know that they are powerless to resist the fate they face next.

The faces of the four were pale, and they nodded slowly: "Ms. Mingzhu, you are indeed a perfect body."

Han Wangan clenched his fists with both hands, furious, his fingertips pricked his palms, streams of blood flowed, and he shouted loudly: "Come here, come here."

Bang bang bang... Everyone pushed the door open, looked at Han Wangan in unison, and waited for orders.

Han Wangan shouted angrily: "Kill her, kill her."

Everyone was suspicious for a while, but they didn't make a move immediately. In their eyes, Mrs. Mingzhu was after all the woman whom the king once favored and was extremely obsessed with.

The Canglang King asked, "Do you really want to kill him?"

Han Wangan woke up and said, "No, you can't kill now."

"Come here, send an order to Ji Wuye, order him to come and meet the widow quickly."

Han Wangan said angrily: "If Ji Wuye disobeys orders, he will be killed without mercy."

When Han Fei heard this, the smile flickered in his eyes.

"Ji Wuye, Ji Wuye, in Brother Li's plan, this is just the first step to push you into a dead end."