Daqin Baizhisheng

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Xiaosheng couldn't help but sweat for Ying Zheng. Now there was a poisonous snake in front and a strong man behind. The situation was a life-or-death battle.

At this moment, the guard who was rescued by Ying Zheng and was lying in the corner and looked dying suddenly jumped up from the ground. The long sword that had been hidden behind his back turned into a white light and slashed at the neck of the giant Khan like lightning.

Bai Xiaosheng suddenly saw that the guard was actually Zhang Han. This fate was really... wonderful.

Ying Zheng over there didn't have the leisure to feel like Bai Xiaosheng. Seeing Zhang Han suddenly attack, he was ecstatic, but then he was extremely shocked.

The giant man tilted his head slightly and exposed his neck to the sword without hesitation. With a clang, the sword chopped the flesh, and it actually made a sound like metal colliding. The sharp sword of the Qin Dynasty only cut a very thin wound on the strong man's neck. A trace of blood flowed out of the wound, but it was difficult to hurt him at all.

"Wei State, Pijiamen! ?"Bai Xiaosheng exclaimed. As far as he knew, the Pijiamen's"Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt" could be invulnerable to swords and spears if practiced to the highest level. It was obvious that the Pijiamen's strong killer's kung fu had not yet been practiced to the fullest.

"Farmer's"Under the Peony Flower", Wei Guo Pijia Gate! You still have some brains, knowing to hire assassins of different origins to confuse the line of sight……"Bai Xiaosheng's eyes flashed with cold light. No matter what, the man behind the scenes had already been put on his life and death list. As long as Ying Zheng completed the baptism, that person would die.

Zhang Han also reacted immediately. He knew that the strong man in front of him could not be knocked down by brute force. He hummed softly, tapped his toes on the chest of the strong man, and prepared to use the force to jump away, trying to distance himself from the other party.

The strong man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and punched him without warning. At this time, the peony flower in Zhang Han's body happened to attack, and his whole body softened and could not avoid it. There was a sound of bone fracture, and Zhang Han screamed miserably. The whole right leg was broken by this punch and fell to the ground. The blood oozed out and dyed half of his body red.

Ying Zheng was shocked and could no longer maintain his offensive. He was caught by two female assassins. The black sword in his hand pierced through his clothes and passed through his abdomen.

The sword pierced through his body, and Ying Zheng's internal breath was in chaos. His heart was filled with blood, and he spat a large mouthful of blood on the faces of the two female assassins.

The female assassins were unable to dodge, and their eyes were attacked. They quickly held their breath and shut their mouths, and prepared to escape with a tip of their toes. It was not easy to get such a good opportunity, so how could Ying Zheng let it go? He shouted loudly, and the domineering true energy in his body rushed out. He raised his arms and stretched them out suddenly. His ten fingers became claws and locked the throats of the two female assassins like iron clamps.

The next moment, the female assassin's throat bones were broken, blood foamed from her mouth, and she fell to the ground limply.

At this time, the strong man had raised his hand, and he smashed Zhang Han's head with a palm, just like he did with other guards.

In this critical moment, Ying Zheng was extremely calm, a calmness he had never experienced before. This calmness came from Bai Xiaosheng's teaching and training. He did not think about why the patrols in the city had not come to support him. He knew that he was facing the first and most dangerous test since he came to Xianyang. If he could not even pass this test, it would only prove that he was not qualified to be the master of the Qin Dynasty.

He only took a few breaths to reach a distance of several feet. He reached his waist and put a pill into his mouth. He raised his palms together and blocked the dying Zhang Han, and lifted the giant into the air!

A loud noise exploded in the alley, and the air surged away, shaking the cypress trees beside the street and trembling. The snow fell one after another, as if it was snowing again.

Ying Zheng felt that his hands hurt to the bone marrow, and a strong and brutal force came from his palms. In a moment, he could not support it.

He groaned, and it was difficult to suppress the injuries in his body. He vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his internal breath was even more sluggish. He knew that he had no power to fight back, but he was not panicked at all.

""Let me smash your head." The sturdy man seemed to find that Ying Zheng had no other options, and he laughed wildly, increasing the strength in his palms. The look he gave Ying Zheng was like that of a brute beast, with a terrifying bloody red in his eyes.

At the critical moment of life and death, Ying Zheng smiled. He looked through the sturdy man's broad back and saw a somewhat blurry figure at the entrance of the alley. The man was holding a pen in his hand.

A clear sound of footsteps suddenly came into the ears of the sturdy man. The footsteps seemed to have magic. The sturdy man gave up the target in front of him and turned around, but saw only an empty street.

The sturdy man thought he was hallucinating, turned around in a daze, and was immediately stunned, because the two people who could only be manipulated by him disappeared under his nose.

"You touched my student."

This was a male voice, very pleasant and gentle, but to the strong man's ears, it was like a raging wave in the deep sea, lurking under the calm sea surface, and it could turn into a raging wave at any time, destroying the world.

Tick, tick... drops of cold sweat slid down the strong man's forehead and dripped onto the ground, making a crisp sound. The footsteps disappeared, and the whole street was empty and quiet, as if only the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard.

This was a kind of torture, a silent torture.

"With a loud bang, the strong man smashed down a high wall with one punch, and roared in the dark night:"Come out!" As he said that, he destroyed another high wall, then the second, the third... He was venting, trying to dispel the fear in his heart.

But the more he did this, the more fear he felt.

Suddenly, a white right palm came like a breeze and brushed across his back. The next moment, a column of blood shot up into the sky.

"Ah!"In the dark alley, an extremely shrill scream rang out. The strong man couldn't believe that the iron shirt he had practiced for many years was torn by a light scratch.

""The golden bell and iron cloth, practice to the depths and you will have bronze arms and iron arms. Unfortunately, you haven't practiced to the fullest yet." The ghostly voice sounded again, torturing the strong man's extremely collapsed heart.

""Come out, come out!" The sturdy man ignored the blood gushing from his back, and like an irrational beast, he violently destroyed everything in front of him. He rushed from the entrance to the end of the alley, and then rushed all the way back to the entrance.

At this time, the voice rang again:"Oh? You want me to come out, that's good."

Before the words were finished, a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of the sturdy man. Their eyes met, and the sturdy man could clearly see his own figure reflected in the man's pupils.

The sturdy man fell to the ground with a plop, looked forward with horror, and said tremblingly:"Are you a human or a ghost?"

"This question is not important. The man shrugged and squatted down."What's important is that you will become a ghost."

After that, the man took out a pen and drew a line in the air at the strong man's chest.

Then, in the eyes of the strong man who couldn't believe it, his chest split from top to bottom, and his internal organs rushed out one after another. Blood and abdominal fluid wrapped those fascia intestines and flowed to his feet.