[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

Blood splattered on the battlefield, and the Iron Armored Army, which has always been invincible, was vulnerable in front of the huge mechanism beast. In just a moment, thousands of Qin troops were gone.

Manpower is so weak in front of the organization, even if Han Xinxin's soldiers are like gods, he can't stop the battle from gradually falling to his side.

What's more, he may not be able to take care of the Qin army who is fighting with the local people now.

Han Xin tried his best to keep himself calm, and shouted at the boy on the roof: "Who are you?!"

The boy giggled and said, "You don't even tell who you are, why should I tell you who I am?"

Han Xin was furious, but he didn't dare to act rashly because he was worried about Yan Jingbai in the carriage.

Seemingly understanding the place's concerns, the boy laughed even more arrogantly. He even stood up, stomped his feet on the roof of the car, and looked at Han Xin provocatively.

The angrier he got, the calmer Han Xin became. His eyes were cold, and a suffocating murderous aura erupted from his whole body.

The Iron Armored Army surrounded by the car also showed anger, and their eyes were fierce, wishing to drink their blood and eat their flesh!

The boy shrank his neck first, and then made a face at the people below, not to be outdone. He put his hips on his hips and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a thunderous shout.

"Hurry up, stop playing!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Xin jumped up, stabbing the young man in the car like a poisonous snake with a long sword in his hand.

But he was unsuccessful in the end, a long spear shot out from an oblique direction, blocking his attack.

The huge force from the blade made Han Xin's right arm go numb, and the tiger's mouth had burst open. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, this man has so much strength!

And just as Han Xin was being entangled, the young man who was standing on the roof of the car flickered and sat in front of the carriage. Qin Bing, who was driving the carriage, was slapped by his hands and fell off the carriage. Dead is alive.

The young man sat where the coachman had been, pulled the reins and swung his whip vigorously, and the black carriage pulled by four horses galloped out like arrows.

Qin Jun didn't dare to shoot arrows for fear of hurting the emperor in the car, so he could only pat his horse and chase after him, but soon, a huge figure stopped in front of them...

The carriage was getting farther and farther away, and when it was about to disappear, the man who was confronting Han Xin suddenly flashed his gun, stabbing Han Xin's whole body several times faster than at the beginning.

Clang clang!The huge force made Han Xin retreat again and again. At the last stroke, the point of the spear shining with cold light hit the long and narrow blade. The long sword could no longer bear such a heavy load, and it snapped with a bang!

The man did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but pulled back suddenly, his figure moved away in an instant, and only the bold laughter echoed on the battlefield, "Qin Guo Han Xin, you and I will fight again next time!"

Han Xin's face was livid, his eyes fell on the broken sword in his hand, and a ray of bright red slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

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In the wilderness, on the ancient road.

A carriage was speeding in the wind like lightning.

Suddenly there was a long howl, and the carriage gradually slowed down. In less than a moment, a purple figure rushed forward. By the boy's side.

The man in purple has a handsome face and a tall stature. If it weren't for the little greenness left between his brows, everyone would probably think that he is already a grown man.

As soon as he sat down, he took out a wine bag from his waist, pulled out the cork, turned his mouth to the sky and poured it, with a heroic movement and a free and easy demeanor, at the end, he gave a big praise: "Happy!"

The young man rolled his eyes at him, then snatched the wine bag from him and drank a few sips before he said, "Where's your army?"

"Probably the whole army was wiped out." Xiang Shaoyu's voice was flat.

Jing Tianming was silent.

Xiang Shaoyu patted his head and said: "This is also expected. The Qin army's iron cavalry is invincible in the world. It is a fluke that it can be done this time."

"It's all his fault." Jing Tianming turned his head and looked at the carriage viciously, then bumped the arm of the person next to him, and said, "Have you ever seen the Emperor of Qin?"

Xiang Shaoyu subconsciously shook his head.

There was a little curiosity in Jing Tianming's eyes, he stretched out his hand to open the car door, and said, "Then let's take a look at what the Emperor of Qin looks like..."

The car door opened with a "squeak", and a cold arrow pierced the young man's chest before he could prevent it.

The arrow was so close that Xiang Shaoyu couldn't save him. Seeing that the opponent was about to die under the arrow, Jing Tianming reacted very quickly at the moment of life and death. With a kick of his legs, he shot out like an arrow off the string.

The cold arrow passed by his sideburns, leaving a clear trace.

There were two loud bangs, and two black shadows sprang out of the car like ghosts, attacking Xiang Shaoyu and Jing Tianming.

The man in black who suddenly appeared was very skilled in martial arts, not inferior to the two boys, Xiang Shaoyu and the two couldn't get away for a while.

The slender fingers touched the door frame of the car, and the white skin against the black sleeve was more distinct in black and white.

Yan Jingbai stood on the shaft of the car and glanced around lightly, then pulled the rein under the surprised eyes of Xiang Shaoyu and the other two, and wanted to drive away.

The carriage started to move gradually, although Yan Jingbai's driving skills were not very good, but luckily he was able to walk.

Xiang Shaoyu and Jing Tianming wanted to go to stop them, but they were entangled by the man in black and couldn't get away. They could only watch the carriage gradually leave. It felt terrible.

Xiang Shaoyu gritted his teeth, suddenly flicked his spear, and stabbed at the man in black who was dealing with Jing Tianming. The man had no choice but to return his sword to block, and Xiang Shaoyu did not pay the price. The last long scratch is the mark left by his opponent who dropped him halfway.

"Go after him!" Xiang Shaoyu yelled violently, and stopped in front of Jing Tianming.

The man in black became anxious, and his attack became more and more fierce, but Xiang Shaoyu didn't take a step back even though he was injured.

Jing Tianming's eyes turned red, he stomped his feet fiercely, and then rushed towards the direction the carriage left.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, Jing Tianming jumped up, like an eagle, and rushed towards the people in the carriage.

Yan Jingbai sneered, a bow and crossbow appeared in his hand at some point, the cold arrow pointed at the person in midair, he lightly pulled the trigger, and shot it out.

Jing Tianming was horrified, with just one glance, he saw that it was Fei Gong, which was snatched from him by a white-haired man a few years ago.

There was nowhere to focus in mid-air, so he could only twist his body as much as possible to avoid the vital points on his body, but this injury was bound to be suffered.

He was already prepared for the pain, but at the critical moment, a wooden sword whizzed over and deflected away the cold arrow.

The Hundred Step Flying Sword - is the Sword Saint Gai Nie.

"Uncle!" Jing Tianming was extremely surprised.

Gai Nie is here, everything is a foregone conclusion!

Yan Jingbai stood beside the carriage, the wind from the wilderness made the hem of his black clothes rattle.

The two hidden guards that Shi Zhixuan put beside him to protect were dead, they died under Wei Zhuang's shark-toothed sword, and now he is the only one left.

But his back was still straight, his face was not too flustered, and his eyes were calm and unwavering.

"Under such circumstances, he can be so calm, he deserves to be King Qin Yingzheng." There was a faint smile on the corner of Wei Zhuang's lips.

Yan Jingbai looked at the blood-stained sword in his hand, and said, "This is a shark's tooth, are you Wei Zhuang?"

"Your Majesty has a good eye."

Yan Jingbai looked away from the sword, looked at the man beside him, and said calmly, "Sword Saint Gai Nie."

Gai Nie sighed, cupped his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, Your Majesty will be fine."

"It's not good." Yan Jingbai said bluntly: "Now I can't escape, so what are you going to do with me?"

Gai Nie paused slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, please come with us."

Yan Jingbai sneered: "I don't have the right to choose, do I?!"

The carriage drove again, Yan Jingbai, Wei Zhuang, and Gai Nie sat in the carriage all the time, not knowing exactly where they were.

Probably in the evening, a few people got out of the carriage, changed to the most common bullock cart and set out on the road again. This time they didn't walk for a long time, and they had already arrived at their destination when it was dark.

It was a folk house, no different from ordinary houses, but when Yan Jingbai walked in with a few people, he saw more than a dozen people standing inside, plus their group of five people, this small house was almost crowded. It's full.

The lights flickered, and almost a dozen eyes fell on him almost the moment he stepped on the threshold.

Hatred, scrutiny, inquiry, anger, all kinds of eyes are different.

"He is Ying Zheng?" An old man with white beard and hair was the first to speak. His eyes were obviously not kind, and there was resentment in his tone.

"Master Fan." Xiang Shaoyu walked over, held his hand comfortingly, and said, "He is Ying Zheng."

Clang!The cold sword was pressed against Yan Jingbai's throat, Gao Jianli said coldly: "Since it is Ying Zheng, he deserves to die!"

The room, which was still a little stuffy just now, was instantly icy cold, as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

Yan Jingbai frowned, and stared straight at the other party with his dark eyes, without any intention of avoiding in panic.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang, who had been sitting by the side, came over suddenly. He pressed Gao Jianli's hand holding the sword, and asked curiously, "Your Majesty, are you not afraid? Mr. Gao is the number one master of the Mo family, and his sword has always been It won't be biased."

Yan Jingbai said coldly: "Since you have put all your heart and soul into bringing me here, and didn't choose to kill me at the first time, you obviously have other goals. Before the goal is achieved, my life is still safe. Tight."

"Your Majesty is indeed a smart man!" Zhang Liang clapped his hands and praised, "Since that's the case, I will wrong Your Majesty for the time being."

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Xianyang Palace.

The news of the hidden guard reached Shi Zhixuan half a day earlier than Han Xin's remnant army.

When receiving the news, a bloodthirsty murderous intent erupted, and the entire palace fell into the ice cave, and the palace servants in the palace prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling all over.

A few years is enough for everyone in the palace to understand that His Royal Highness is sometimes a more terrifying existence than His Majesty.

For example now.

Everyone didn't dare to move, for fear that they would become ashes in an instant just like the table in front of His Highness Wang Jun.

Shi Zhixuan laughed in a low voice, the indescribable coldness in his voice.

"Mohism, Confucianism, survivors of the Six Kingdoms... Is it because I haven't killed people for a long time..."

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