Xia do not stay

Chapter 346 Flying to the sky and drawing a sword!
Seeing her daughter's expression, Qin Xiao knew that she and Gu Yang had a conflict.

He sighed softly, his daughter is good in everything, but she is too arrogant and has the same stubborn temper as Ah Yun.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't come, let's attack by force, and we can take the capital within three days."

Qin Rushuang frowned and said, "But that would not only sacrifice a lot of people, but also affect your reputation."

Qin Xiao sighed: "Who said Zhao Wuji's body is beyond recognition now, and the other party doesn't believe it at all?"

The battle between Gu Yang and Zao Wou-ki was so fierce, even if Qin Xiao showed Zhao Wou-ki's body to the other party, no one would believe that the white-haired, bloody head was Zhao Wou-ki.

Qin Rushuang clenched the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

She raised her head suddenly, with a look of firmness in her eyes.

"Father, let me go to Beijing as an envoy."

"I want to try to see if I can persuade you to surrender."

This winter, enough Song people have died.

Just as Qin Xiao was about to speak, someone outside the door suddenly came to report in a hurry.

"Report!"

"My lord, it's too bad, someone broke into the army and took away Zhao Wuji's body!"

Qin Xiao's complexion changed. In order to hit the morale of the defenders in the capital, he ordered people to hang Zhao Wuji's body under the banner of the Chinese Army, and sent countless experts to guard it.

Who can break into an army of hundreds of thousands, and snatch the corpses in front of many top three masters?

In the capital, besides brother Zhuge, is there such a master?
"Has that man ever escaped now?"

The little soldier shook his head and said, "After the man snatched the corpse, he didn't leave, he just... stepped on the Chinese army's banner!"

"How presumptuous!"

Qin Xiao's face turned cold. The battle flag is the face of a soldier, and it is also a symbol of glory for an army. If the opponent dares to step on the battle flag, he is afraid that the visitor is not kind.

Qin Xiao was wearing a golden armor, picked up a long knife, and strode out of the camp.

Qin Rushuang silently picked up the Xuanyuan Sword, and followed him out.

……

In the camp of the Chinese army, countless soldiers armed with spears surrounded a man in black.

But no one dared to step forward.

The man in black wore a bamboo hat and hung his veil to cover his face. He stepped on the tall Qin King's battle flag. Although his body was thin and small, he was as straight as a sword.

He also held a sword in his hand, but it was a wooden sword.

A wooden sword breaks into a thousand armies and is invincible.

When Qin Xiao and Qin Rushuang arrived, they only saw the corpses of many soldiers lying on the ground, as well as all kinds of weapons broken in two.

It's obviously just a wooden sword, but it's as easy as breaking gold and iron. Countless heroes have no equal enemy.

"Hey, let me meet you!"

A general walked out of the army. This man was heavy-backed, wearing heavy armor, and holding a green dragon sword weighing more than 800 kilograms.

"It's General Yang who is here!"

"Great, with General Yang taking action, he will definitely be able to cut him apart!"

"A few days ago, there was a night attack by a master in the capital, and he was hacked to death by General Yang!"

Yang Xiong, the number one general under the command of the King of Qin, has reached the pinnacle of thirteen imperial guards, and he has practiced the adamantine spirit of Buddhism in his body.

His fighting style is open and close, vertical and horizontal, extremely fierce, and an ordinary first-rank might be killed by him with a single blow!

Yang Xiong is the most aggressive, at this moment his eyes are like bronze bells, he roared loudly like a thunderbolt, he scared all the horses in the army into panic.

"Rat, I will kill you, Grandpa Yang!"

The Qinglong Broadsword weighing more than 800 kilograms dragged hot sparks on the ground, drawing a deep ravine.

"cut!"

Yang Xiong flew up, and the edge of the blade burst into bright green light, like a roaring green dragon.

Roar!
There was a faint sound of dragon chant, which was shocking.

The wind of the knife blew the veil under the cloak of the man in black. He held a wooden sword in his hand, and his robe was hunting, with an ethereal breath, quietly looking at the knife.

Just when Yang Xiong's broadsword was about to touch Xuanyi's bamboo hat, he finally moved.

A cold light flashed.

The wooden sword has been sheathed, hiding its edge.

Yang Xiong flew upside down, the Azure Dragon Broadsword forged from black iron and fine gold broke in two, and the dragon's head fell to the ground.

The incision is smooth as a mirror.

The man in Xuanyi said indifferently: "There is more than fierceness, but clumsiness and slowness. The martial arts of the Central Plains have disappointed the old man."

As he spoke, he glanced at the hanging Zhao Wou-ki's body.

"Zhao Wou-ki died at the hands of you people? It seems that the so-called number one in the world is nothing more than that."

He was very arrogant in his words, as if he was pointing the country with a lofty attitude, overlooking the martial arts of the Central Plains.

Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes and said, "His Chinese is not fluent, and he has a Japanese accent."

"Eastern English?"

Qin Rushuang frowned and said, "Dongying is just a small country, and most of its martial arts were learned secretly from the Central Plains. How can there be such a master?"

Qin Xiao said: "Dongying's martial arts go to extremes. Although the background is not deep, its power cannot be underestimated."

Yang Xiong looked at the broken knife in his hand, his blood was surging and he was furious.

This is the only thing left to him by his master. It is an old buddy who has been with him for many years. Now it is cut off by an old ghost from Japan?

With a roar, he was about to step forward and fight desperately.

The man in Xuanyi's toes were on the flag, and he walked on the ground in the long wind, showing his excellent lightness skills.

He didn't speak, just bent slightly, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"kill!"

Yang Xiong smashed the broken knife in his hand like thunder, at the same time he swung his fist and used Shaolin's Vajra Subduing Demon Fist, which was also at its peak.

Under the veil, the man in black unexpectedly closed his eyes slowly, he squatted down, his center of gravity dropped very low, and he held the hilt of his sword with his backhand.

The broken knife struck, but it paused in front of him, and then suddenly turned into powder, fluttering and falling.

It was cut to pieces by the invisible sword energy surrounding him.

The man in Xuanyi remained motionless, like a sculpture.

However, when Yang Xiong stepped into the three feet around him, the man in Xuanyi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge.

Feitian draws his sword and cuts!
Clang!
Everyone's eardrums trembled and buzzed endlessly, a terrifying killing intent shot up into the sky, but it was extremely short-lived, fleeting like a meteor, flashing in a flash.

The sword is sheathed.

The man in Xuanyi straightened up, looked at Qin Xiao who stood in front of Yang Xiong, and said calmly: "You are the King of Qin? Your martial arts are so-so."

Qin Xiao's face was as frosty, with white hair fluttering, and said: "Your Excellency's words are too arrogant, at least with this king here, you can't kill Yang Xiong."

The man in Xuanyi said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Oh, is that so?"

Qin Xiao was startled, turned his head and looked behind him, and found Yang Xiong standing there blankly, with a faint red line around his neck.

The sharp sword energy easily cut through his horizontal body and took his life.

The man in Xuanyi said calmly: "Just now, the old man cut seven swords, but you only blocked six swords. It's too slow, really too slow."

Qin Xiao's complexion was deep, and he said, "Dare to ask Your Excellency Gao's name?"

The man in Xuanyi touched the long strip wrapped in rags behind his back, and said, "Old man Liu Shengwuying."

Qin Xiao's pupils froze, Dongying Sword Master, Liu Sheng Wuying?

(End of this chapter)