Choose Wanjie from Douluo

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Jing Ke's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He pulled out a dagger from the treasure map as quickly as possible and stabbed it out sharply.

There is no way to dodge, and there is no way to avoid it.

In an instant, King Qin Zhaoxiang Yingji was penetrated instantly, and blood filled with black air flowed out from his chest.

"Quickly tell the doctor, the dagger is poisonous."

Many ministers in Da Qin were dumbfounded, and it took them a moment to react.

"Repay my father's life."

Prince Yingzhu was furious, but then kept retreating.

"Master Imperial Master, can my body be saved?"

Ying Ji had not yet died from the poison, but looked at him with blood in his mouth.

"This person is a god. If he takes action, I will definitely die, and I will not be able to fulfill Prince Yan's instructions."

Jing Ke's eyes fell on him, full of expectation.

"Please take action, Master Imperial Master, to save my father."

Prince Yingzhu knelt on the ground respectfully, making a pleading look on his face.

“Can’t be saved.

Saved, how does the husband ascend to the throne? "

In the main hall, Mrs. Huayang didn't even glance at her, but she was also looking forward to it.

"The general trend of heaven is like this, but there is always a glimmer of hope. I can't interfere."

For a time, Li Changsheng attracted everyone's attention, but he never intervened forcefully.

"The king bears the sword! The king bears the sword! The king bears the sword!"

A minister hurriedly reminded Prince Ying Zhu.

"Kill the King of Qin and capture you, the Crown Prince, and the Yan Kingdom will be saved."

Jing Ke also wanted to get a hostage for Prince Yan Dan, so he put away his dagger and quickly swung his fists.

"Do you really think that I, Lao Qin, don't have any masters?"

King Zhaoxiang of Qin Yingji, who was not yet dead, let out his last roar and shouted with his last breath.

For a moment, two masters came out and surrounded him.

"I'm here, Genie!"

"Weizhuang!"

The two announced their names, which really shocked the audience.

"The descendants of Guigu Zongheng are really powerful and cannot be underestimated."

Yue Shen was also very surprised by the experts recruited by the Qin royal family.

"Wind Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han!"

After seeing the two people entering the palace hall, Jing Ke smiled desperately. In today's battle, he would be alone.

"I can't bear to kill him, but it's a pity that my junior brother is here."

There was no murderous intention in Gai Nie's body. He just stood beside Prince Ying Zhu in a defensive posture.

"Brother Jing, take the Canhong Sword."

At the critical moment, Qin Wuyang finally came in handy, leaping up and throwing a famous sword.

"I have a sword, which is said to kill every ten steps, and I have never failed."

The voice just fell.

Like a ghost, his figure quickly flashed across the sky, his sword light pointed directly at Prince Ying Zhu, and his momentum spread in all directions.

"Clanging..."

Gai Nie took action anyway, using the Hundred Steps Flying Sword to block the fatal blow.

"A sword seals the throat!"

Wei Zhuang possesses a murderous intent, and he only attacks but does not defend, intending to kill him.

"The strong man will never return once he's gone!"

Li Changsheng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"So that's it. This is the number of days that the national master said. It is indeed close to immortality."

Li Si thought of what he had experienced a few days ago by the Yishui River, how poetic and picturesque it was.

The end is doomed.

Jing Ke alone is definitely no match for the two great disciples of Guigu, not to mention that he still looks forward and backward.

Qin Wuyang was as if he was a different person. He looked like a wooden figure in the main hall of the Qin Palace and never made a move from beginning to end.

"Pfft..."

After thirty moves, Wei Zhuang severely wounded Jing Ke, leaving more than a dozen wounds on his body, dripping with blood.

"Sorry, my life has come to an end and I can no longer worry about you."

Jing Ke looked up to the sky and screamed helplessly, feeling that he was ashamed of Prince Yan.

"Kill this person quickly."

Prince Ying Zhu hurriedly ordered.

"Crack..."

Wei Zhuang's sword was very sharp, and with a single thrust he ended Jing Ke's last life.

"What should I do with this person?"

Yang Quanjun pointed at Qin Wuyang and asked.

"cut!"

Following the order from Prince Yingzhu, the accompanying Yan State warrior Qin Wuyang was pushed out and beheaded in public under siege by the people of Xianyang City.

"I heard that the Imperial Master's immortal skills are invincible, and his sword skills are also said to be the best in the world. Can you give me some advice?"

Wei Zhuang is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. He holds a shark-tooth sword in his hand and provokes people in public.

"Junior brother, the Imperial Master is invincible in the world, and there is no one with false reputations. Don't bring shame on yourself."

Gai Nie hurriedly reminded him, fearing that he would do something irrational.

"I want you to take care of my business?"

It can be seen that Wei Zhuang is very dissatisfied with his senior brother Gai Nie.

"Aren't you worthy of a sword fight?

I will fight on behalf of Immortal Immortal! "

Chi Lian walked out slowly, holding a long sword and facing everything calmly.

"Girl, his swordsmanship is not weaker than that of the heroic hero Jing Ke, can you do it?"

Li Si couldn't help but secretly doubt it, and whispered to the side.

"Korean princess, I know your identity."

Wei Zhuang is also Korean and has met him several times.

"Ahem, if you don't help your little lover, can she withstand it?"

Luna was watching the show from the side and didn't think it was a big deal at all.

"I have the Dugu Nine Swords, and I will pass them all on to you.

No need to be enlightened, just a small amount of success! "

Li Changsheng locked eyes with Chi Lian, and passed the sword art of Dugu Nine Swords to the other party through his vast mental power.

This is an unprecedented book on swordsmanship. The nine sword styles defeat thousands of swords in the world and can be said to be undefeated.

"war!"

The two of them fought with swordsmanship, and various stunning sword moves appeared before their eyes, which were gorgeous and colorful.

The ministers in the Qin State's main hall were shocked. No one they knew could compare to the swordsman, and even the generals in the army were much weaker.

"If you learn the sword in front of the battle, you can be on par with your junior brothers. The Grand Master of Qin is really awe-inspiring."

Gai Nie on the side was very wary and regarded him as a strange person who was not weak to his master.

After one hundred rounds.

There is no winner between a man and a woman, they are still competing with swords, each using their own unique moves.

"Master, I am really dying. You are right. An Guojun will definitely become the King of Qin."

Qin Zhaoxiang King Yingji's face was livid and he was about to die from the poison.

"Father, my father can't. You will definitely recover."

Prince Ying Zhu had tears on his face and begged Li Changsheng, asking him to take action.

"The days are like this. I have done enough, and the rest will have to be done by the King of Qin in future generations."

Li Changsheng did not intend to take action by force. It was not difficult to help him exorcise the poison. It was rare that it was the backlash of the general trend of heaven.

"The throne of Great Qin is passed to Crown Prince Ying Zhu..."

As soon as he finished speaking, King Qin Zhaoxiang Yingji died peacefully, with a smile on his face.

"You all heard it, this King of Qin is Ying Zhu."

Mrs. Huayang shouted, signaling to the courtiers present to prepare for the enthronement ceremony.

Succession must be done quickly to avoid long nights and many dreams.

"I have seen King Qin."

"See Your Majesty."

"The king is a thousand years old..."

All the ministers present expressed their opinions one after another and fell to their knees with respect on their faces.

"I dare to ask the master, judging from the number of days, I am the King of Qin, right?"

Ying Zhu looked at Li Changsheng with a smile, waiting for the god's response to ensure his legitimacy.

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