Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Han Fei and his party fought and retreated.

No, or to put it another way—they were crushed all the way by the black-armored force, and they were killed and injured all the way.

"Ninth Young Master, let's go."

The ninth-rank members of the Zhang Family Martial Arts escorted Han Fei away, and a thousand soldiers behind him couldn't hold back more than 2000 black-armored troops for a long time. Black long knives slashed across the sky, and blood splattered one after another.

Ji Wuye rode on the horse, watched Han Fei go away, and smiled coldly.

"The army obeys orders and advances step by step."

In the main hall of the royal palace, Han Wangan was extremely anxious, restless, and cold sweat slipped drop by drop.

The main hall door opened, and Han Fei walked into the main hall.

Han Wangan got up and said, "Old Nine, what's the matter? But it blocked Ji Wuye?"

Han Fei clasped his fists and said, "Father, Ji Wuye's [-] black-armored troops are unstoppable, and Ji Wuye himself is a master of land."

"The south gate, the south gate has been broken, and Ji Wuye has entered the palace."

"Ah!" Hearing this, Han Wangan turned pale, his whole body was drained of strength, and he sat back on the bench with fear, anger, and helplessness in his eyes.

Han Wangan blamed himself endlessly: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault of my ignorance, I can't see Ji Wuye's wolfish ambition."

"It's all the fault of the widow who hastily captured Mrs. Mingzhu, and was dazzled by anger."

In fact, before Ji Wuye came to kill him, Han Wangan was quite proud of his arrangement.

He mobilized [-] armored imperial troops, [-] government soldiers and the night assassin group into the palace, and successfully captured the witch, Mrs. Mingzhu, and then intended to order Ji Wuye to enter the palace, interrogate and capture her on the spot.

In fact, the direction of the first half was indeed the same as he expected, but in the second half, the direction of the wind changed, which can be called a 360-degree change.

If it wasn't for the fact that Old Nine Han Fei had anticipated the enemy first, was extremely intelligent, and should have become the right one, he would have already been captured by Ji Wuye at this moment.

But, so what if it is blocked for a while?

He knew and heard of Ji Wuye's black-armored force. It was the first pawn in Korea, second only to the elite white-armored cavalry in Bloodcloth Fort.

"Hateful, hateful."

Han Wangan said unwillingly: "It's a pity that Xue Yihou has gone to the frontier. If there are white armor riding here, Ji Wuye will have nothing to worry about."

Han Fei rolled his eyes and said to himself, "Father, you are still counting on Bai Yifei to save you. It will be good if he doesn't make trouble."

"Father, don't worry, my son still has arrangements."

Han Wangan calmed down a little, and hurriedly said, "Old Ninth, what other arrangements do you have?"

Han Fei didn't answer and asked instead: "Does my father know quicksand?"

Although Han Wangan was puzzled, he still replied: "Quicksand has a great reputation in the Jianghu of South Korea. How can I not know it as a father. Aren't you the founder of Quicksand, Lao Jiu?"

"Guigu Weizhuang, and Li Changqing, a swordsman in green shirt who has recently become famous in Jianghu, are your friends, and they are also people of quicksand."

Han Fei said calmly: "It seems that the news of the father is also very well-informed."

"That's right..." Han Fei cupped his fists and said, "In order to guard against Ji Wuye's rebellion, I made a second deployment. This defense——is the strange people recruited by Quicksand."

"At this moment, they should have arrived."

The old eunuch Zhang hurried over, with a pale face, he said: "My lord, the black-armored force is here, and Ji Wuye is here."

"What?" Han Wangan was shocked.

Han Wangan looked at Han Fei, as if grasping at the last straw, and asked, "Old Jiu, where is the quicksand righteous? Where is the quicksand righteous?"

Han Fei stepped aside, pointed to the door and said, "Father, please look, they have arrived."

Han Wang An Dingqing took a look, at the main entrance of the main hall, in the square under the eighteen steps, figures flashed one after another.

The leader carried a huge black sword on his back, his body was full of muscles, his face was full of beard, and his figure was strong. He swung his long sword into the ground one foot, and stood horizontally in front of the black armored army, with a burst of ninth-rank aura.

This kind of man made Han Wangan feel safe just by looking at him.

Then one black, one white and one green, Mo Ya, Bai Feng, and Liu Feng came towards the wind with light and agile figures.

Next, ten people, 20 people, 30 people, 100 people.

A total of 100 people is a card that Liusha can hold. The 100 people are middle-rank third-rank warriors. Everyone wears black clothes and black masks, and they follow behind Lei Kuang, Liu Feng and others.

Han Fei smiled and said, "Father, don't worry, they are all third-rank fighters, and they are all good fighters with one as ten. More than 2000 black armor soldiers abandoned their heavy shields and spears, and were unable to form an formation, and their combat power was greatly damaged."

"The danger of the black-armored force has been resolved."

At the same time, Zhang Liang led thousands of soldiers and Han Jiang led thousands of soldiers.

Zhang Lianghui reported: "My lord, quicksand righteous men blocked the corridor of the palace gate, and the forbidden army was kept out of the palace gate. Therefore, I came to rescue you."

Han Jianghui reported: "The same is true for Weichen."

Seeing this, Han Wangan smiled and said, "Hahaha, yes, yes, the quicksand martyrs are all loyal, brave and patriotic people. When their family and country are in crisis, they stand up to save the building from falling, and save the people from the fire."

Han Fei bowed his head, feeling ashamed, and said in his heart, "Father, in fact, all of this is Brother Li, um, the quicksand righteous man you call... Every step of the way, carefully planned."

Two thousand and hundreds of black-armored powerhouses rushed to the sky, retreating from left to right, making way for them.

Ji Wuye rode on and looked at everything in front of him, furious: "Han Fei, it's you who are playing tricks again, spoiling the old man's good deeds."

Han Wangan snorted coldly: "Ji Wuye, you are so courageous, you dare to raise an army to seek rebellion."

"Come here, take down this traitor for me."

Ji Wuye sneered and said, "Just these people? They can't stop this old man."

"Han An, if you want to kill me, then I will kill you first." Ji Wuye shouted loudly and took the lead.

After killing Han Wang'an, deploying [-] garrison troops to guard the capital, and cooperating with Bai Yifei, who controls [-] frontier troops, the whole of South Korea should be decided by the night curtain or by Ji Wuye.

The horse neighed, and Ji Wuye rushed out with momentum like a rainbow.

boom!
Ji Wuye yelled loudly, flew up, stomped the horse's back with both feet, and the horse's strong limbs burst out of blood, and then he flew across the ten-foot-long sky one by one, ready to slash down.

The aura field is fully open, both internal and external are cultivated, the body-protecting qi and true qi are circulating, and the level of freedom is the first level: the peak cultivation base of refining and transforming qi is undoubtedly revealed.

Han Wangan looked shocked, backed away again and again, and shouted loudly: "Guarantee, escort."

"Crazy Sword Art!"

Lei Kuang shouted loudly, and erupted with a strong sword, the sword energy soared into the sky.

At the same time, Mo Ya, Bai Feng, and Liu Feng swooped out at the same time, and the three of them flitted across the sky, their powerful true energy burst out, and they all rushed towards Ji Wuye.

There was a loud bang, and there was a burst of true qi from high above, and the waves of qi surged.

Four figures flew out backwards.

bang bang bang bang...

Lei Kuang squatted on his knees and held the sword in his right hand. The long sword slashed across the stone floor and stepped back three feet to stabilize his figure. He cut a string of sparks along the way and cut long scratches.

Mo Ya, Bai Feng, and Liu Feng squatted down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ji Wuye stared at Mo Crow and Bai Feng with dark eyes, his murderous intent condensed into essence, his murderous aura soared to the sky, and his tone was like a knife: "Mo Crow and Bai Feng, you deserve to die."

"Kill my son, you deserve to die."

Ji Wuye waved his long knife, and said domineeringly: "Han An, don't worry, I will kill these two traitors before I personally come to take your head."

Lei Kuang stood up, Liu Feng also stood up, Mo Crow and Bai Feng also stood up, the four of them aroused their true energy and prepared their moves.

Ji Wuye sneered and said, "Only you are qualified to fight me?!"

With a bang, Ji Wuye stomped his feet, the ground was cracked and sunken by a foot, one person and one knife flew out like human-shaped cannonballs, the light of the knife cut the sky, and killed Mo Ya in an instant.

Faced with this knife, the expressions of Mo Ya and the others changed drastically.

Swish!
At this moment, there was a sound of breaking wind in the sky, and a sapphire sword box whirled towards him.

clang!
The sword box flew up and collided with the eight-foot gang knife, and sparks flew everywhere. This sword box looked as green as jade but was indestructible. Ji Wuye was knocked back three steps with one blow.

The sword box swirls in the sky, stands firmly on the ground, clicks... the sapphire sword box opens in a fan shape, green light blooms, peerless famous swords flash, the sword spirit buzzes, and the sword intent soars into the sky.

Dressed in a green shirt, she descended from the sky, her face was like a crown of jade, and her blue hair was flying.

Honglian's beautiful eyes were obsessed: "Here we come!"

Mo Ya and Bai Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "Here we come!"

Lei Kuang and Liu Feng spoke excitedly and their eyes were wild: "Here we come!"

Han Fei and Zhang Liang looked at each other with great confidence, and they all chuckled lightly: "He's here."