Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

In the alleys and streets, the bright moon shines down on several figures.

Duan Shui's slightly hunched back became more and more hunched, with the Duan Shui sword on his back, his body was hunched while walking, and blood dripped from his waist and ribs, staining the black clothes.

Zhen Gang dragged his sword with his left hand, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground. On his shoulder was a sprite, who had already fallen into a coma, with low breath.

Every step Zhengang takes leaves blood-red footprints, maybe it's his, maybe it's the sprites on his back, or the blood of both of them.

Brothers Zhuanpo and Miehun carried their swords on their backs, and their chests in the black costumes rose and fell. The two brothers were short of breath, supported each other, and walked with difficulty.

Zhuanpo's left foot seemed to have been broken, and was dragged away, leaving long bloodstains.

Mie Hun's left hand hugged his elder brother's waist to help him walk, but his right hand was weak and fell down, blood slipped down drop by drop, and his veins were close to being crippled.

On the long street in the middle of the night, the first-class killer Luo Wang Tianzi, who is well-known in the killer world and frightened people in the world, was seriously injured in embarrassment by the five sword slaves in the Eight Swords of the King of Yue.

Several figures gradually drifted away.

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Early the next morning, the car was on the road
In the carriage, Li Changqing raised the flagon with his left hand, took a sip of fine wine, and ordered: "Let's go."

Zhang Ma nodded and said, "Yes, sir."

With a wave of the whip, the chariots and horses left slowly, and hundreds of armored soldiers lined up to follow from left to right.

Behind them, the head of the post station wept with joy: "Finally gone, this evil star is finally gone."

The deputy official asked: "Why does the boss call Mr. Li an evil star? Everyone in the world respects him as a sword fairy? Last night's sword-control magic skill is worthy of the title of sword fairy."

The head of the post station said earnestly: "You don't understand, but every man of the world, wherever he goes, he will see blood."

"Master Li has walked all the way, so many bloody storms have been caused by him."

"Little people like us, it's safe to stay away from him."

The deputy official nodded and said, "Boss is wise, I understand."

In the carriage, Li Changqing was still drinking.

Yan Lingji waved her hand and snatched the jug from his hand, her light blue watery eyes were distressed and helpless, and she said in a bad mood: "You are weak now, drink less wine."

Li Changqing leaned back and lay on Yanlingji's knee pillow. The beauty's pair of long legs felt as warm and moist as jade, and sighed softly: "It's boring if you don't drink."

Yan Lingji pinched Li Changqing's cheeks, lowered her head and looked at him, pouted and said, "With such a charming beauty like me, you will feel bored?"

"Uh…"

Li Changqing opened his mouth, speechless.

"Woo-!"

Zhang Mo stopped the car and said, "Sir, there is another challenger."

Li Changqing sighed softly and said, "Oh, it seems that Luo Wang deliberately spread the news of my injury, so as to attract more people ready to move. The closer we get to Zhao, the more and more challengers we get."

"Old rules, dismissed." Li Changqing said lightly.

Outside the chariot and horses, Zhang Ma said in an embarrassed tone, "Sir, I am no match for this person. I am here at the peak of the eighth rank."

The hundred armored soldiers were not allowed to intercept them, otherwise they would be killed every time they intercepted them. After intercepting people from the Jianghu a few times, I am afraid that none of the hundred armored soldiers will be left before they reach Zhao Guo.

Yan Lingji lifted Li Changqing's head lightly, placed it gently on the sword box, and a red figure in red flew across.

Li Changqing also flew out with a jug in his hand, swept sideways and turned upwards, and flew down on the roof of the carriage, sat cross-legged on the roof of the carriage, took a sip of fine wine, and admired Yan Lingji's attack.

With a wave of Yan Lingji's delicate hand, the flames turned into a long dragon, and the eighth-rank peak warrior couldn't avoid it, and flew out backwards with a scream, seriously injured and dying.

While drinking, Li Changqing tapped the beat and hummed a ditty:

"Destined to fight against the sky forever"

"Destined to be false and true for a lifetime"

"Who wins or loses at the door to success"

"I can't escape fame and fortune"

"How Much Love Is"

"How Much Love Is"

"..."

"The sky is big and the earth is big, where is my home"

"North and south, there is nothing to be afraid of"

"The sky is big and the earth is big, what words are left behind"

"A good name shines in history"

"People go to the end of the world"

"..."

Li Changqing is famous all over the world, and "carrying" the secret treasures of the Canglong Qisu, and now he is an envoy to Zhao, and the world is in turmoil.

Jianghu is a vanity fair, and he is already full of fame and fortune.

There will be more and more challengers in the future, and they will become stronger and stronger. They are either for fame, or for the righteousness of Zhao Guo, or for refined salt, for Canglong Qisu, or even for Li Changqing's inheritance of swordsmanship.

After singing a song, Li Changqing drank fine wine and said with a loud smile, "Haha, good wine, good world."

Come on, come on all.

I, Li Changqing, just want to "take the rivers and lakes as wine, and taste all the flavors of the world."

Along the way north, there are more and more challengers and assassins. Some act alone, some assassinate collectively, some are impromptu, and some are carefully planned.

In the old days, Su Qinhe broke through the Lianheng horizontally, served as the "longitudinal commander", and hung the seal of the commander of the six countries. He encountered countless challenges and suffered countless assassinations.

This style of Su Qin's back sword can defend against any attack from behind. It is an absolute defense without errors or omissions.

The real strong are all killed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Along the way, Yan Lingji's shots, from the beginning to save some sympathy, to the subsequent serious injuries, and now to the current killing, deterred many people with evil intentions along the way.

Yan Lingji fought for many days in a row, and there were a few first-class fighters in the middle of the battle, but she was repelled or killed by her.

One of them was a joint challenge by two first-class masters. Yan Lingji burst out with Vulcan's wrath and hit them, injuring them with a palm, and the other party fled in embarrassment.

Time passed, seven days had passed since Li Changqing fought against Luo Wang.

In a mountain forest, hundreds of armored soldiers opened the baggage vehicles, buried pots to make food, and the smoke from the cooking rose.

At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.

The mountains and forests are dry in autumn, the breeze is blowing, and the cold is threatening. A hundred armored soldiers rely on firewood to keep warm.

Li Changqing sat on the ground with his sword case standing by his side, drinking alone, protecting the law for Yan Lingji.

Yan Lingji sits cross-legged, with hot zhenqi fierce and domineering, pure yang like fire, graceful figure, slender legs, slender waist, bee waist and honey buttocks... every part of her body is burning with flames.

Fighting every day in a row, several high-intensity fights with the enemy, Yan Lingji's skill has improved by leaps and bounds recently, and the realm that was about to break through has ushered in an opportunity.

A quarter of an hour ago, Yan Lingji noticed that the bottleneck of martial arts was loose, and immediately practiced cross-legged to hit the bottleneck.

Li Changqing immediately ordered to rest in place.

In the grass and shrubs, one after another silhouettes stooped and sneaked, approaching Li Changqing and Yan Lingji silently.

Ten feet, five feet, three feet...

At a certain moment, five figures rushed out at the same time, four of the eighth rank, one of the first rank of the ninth rank, five long swords with a cold light, and silent murderous intent approached from behind.

Li Changqing was still drinking, as if he had never noticed it.

Yan Lingji is rushing through the barrier and must not be disturbed.

"Qin thief, die!"

Among the five people, one at the ninth rank and two at the eighth rank charged at Li Changqing, and the other two at the top of the eighth rank charged at Yan Lingji.

In the face of this level of attack, non-ninth-rank peaks cannot break through.

choke!
Suddenly, five people jumped out, and then heard a sword cry, and at the same time they collectively saw a golden light and a golden sword light.

In the next moment, the five of them paused, and in just a moment, the five of them were pierced by the golden sword light, their bodies fell, and their breath of life disappeared quickly.

With a choking sound, the Liuli sword returned to its sheath, and the sapphire sword case closed slowly.

Li Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, drinking wine by himself, still didn't turn around, and the wind was still calm.

The eyes and eyelids of the first-class master who has just entered the ninth rank are drooping, and the blue shirt in front of him is gradually blurred in his vision. He whispered: "Sword, sword fairy..."

Boom!

Yanling Ji's graceful body burst into endless flames, bursting with powerful aura, and her pure yang-like fire energy became more domineering and more powerful. The beauty's long skirt was flying, her black hair was flying, and the flame rune between her eyebrows flashed, making her charming and charming.

The pinnacle of the Ninth Rank is a matter of course.

Li Changqing smiled, feeling very good.

At this time, the centurion rode his horse and came, knocked on one knee and said: "Sir, the scouts are here to report that the officials of the State of Zhao have arrived thirty miles away, and they are here to welcome you."

Li Changqing said lightly: "Pass the order down, and enter the city after dinner."

"No." The centurion cupped his fists and left.

Li Changqing looked at the east, and vaguely saw a continuous and towering high wall, his eyes were dark, and his face showed anticipation: "Handan, Zhao State, here I come!"