Qin State, Xianyang Palace, Great Hall.

The silent hall is still so solemn, solemn, if you look at it with the art of looking at it, you can clearly see that the entire Xianyang City is now shrouded by a faint purple halo, and in the Xianyang Palace, it is the most concentrated place of the entire Xianyang purple gas, which is the imperial purple gas that came into being under the way of heaven, and now the luck of the Qin State is getting stronger and stronger, and the trend of dominating the world is irreversible.

At this time, it was the beginning of the hour, the court meeting had just dispersed, and the king of Qin was sitting on the throne to accept everyone's worship.

Looking at the posture of the ministers bowing their heads in the main hall, the corners of King Qin's mouth naturally led a beautiful arc.

This is what he wants to see, in the near future, all the people in the world will be like the courtiers in the palace, humbly surrendering to his feet, and he will become the only master of the world.

――Boom――

At the moment when Ying Zheng's heart was surging, he heard a loud noise, which caused the entire Xianyang Palace to be shocked, and then he saw a dazzling rainbow rising into the sky.

It is such a pillar of light, soaring to the sky as high as a thousand zhang, about a hundred zhang wide, it looks so atmospheric, heroic, calm, as if a wise man who is the best in the world, is using its pair of discerning eyes, quietly overlooking all living beings in the world, and there is no trace of murder, but it makes people awe-inspired.

"Good! ――――”

"Okay."

Glancing at each other, King Qin smiled at Gai Nie and said, "I didn't expect that with Mr.'s calmness, he would be so moved, it seems that this thing is in the world today, and it should be Mr.'s chance."

Gai Nie didn't say anything, but the long hair that was originally still on his shoulders was slightly rippling, obviously resisting a powerful coercion with strong internal force, and the ministers in the hall were all on the ground, sweating profusely.

At a glance, King Qin's eyes flashed with Li Si's figure, and a trace of approval crossed his eyes.

Just because although Li Si is also kneeling on the ground, his demeanor is relaxed, his eyes are clear, and there is a clear air between his eyebrows, which is the righteousness of Confucianism.

In the moment of this eyebrow turning, the coercion was still increasing, and outside the palace gate, the iron-blooded soldiers of Daqin on the battlefield could not resist this momentum, and most of them knelt on one knee to support their bodies with long swords, preventing themselves from falling.

On the other hand, there are not many people who stand tall and stubborn in the square, only five people, the general Wang Qian, iron bones, white beard flying, but his face is still full of red and smiling, and there are younger generation of young generals, Wang Ben, Li Xin, Meng Tian, Meng Yi, are also a group of grandiose and majestic, but two of them have beads of sweat on their foreheads, only Li Xin and Meng Tian are dignified but not tired.

As far as the eye can see, looking at His Royal Highness's ministers, a qiē appearance is in full view, since this moment on, some people's names have been recorded in Yingzheng's heart, and some people will have been forgotten.

The next moment, Ying Zheng's tall and majestic body slowly stood up from the throne, raised the Tianwen Sword with his left hand, his heart moved at will, and the strong and domineering internal force naturally poured out, and wisps of gentle purple qi flashed around the Tianwen Sword, gradually converging into majestic energy, dispelling the coercion from the rainbow light little by little.

――Boom――

There was another shock, and the Tianwen Sword burst into a burst of strong purple light, which also rushed into the sky, this purple mang, just like thinking that he was proud of the king, with his supreme royal way, he swore to the world that it was the king, the king of the sword.

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One south and one north, the two rushing spirits, just like this, an hour has passed, and they still don't give in to each other, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the king of the sword land, that is the real emperor of the soldiers, since ancient times, the sword is psychic, this time two peerless divine soldiers appeared in the same place.

Naturally, you have to fight.

――Tianwen――

――Yuanhong――

Who is, the emperor of the sword, is about to make a decision at this moment.

――Wow〜

The two sword qi that rushed into the sky spread out and collided together, silently, without the earth-shattering as imagined, but at the moment when the purple and red sword qi met, the red glow was rapidly restrained, as if a talented person finally accepted the emperor's canonization with a happy heart, and no longer had the idea of competing with the emperor.

Gradually, the purple glow gradually converged, and finally calmed down, as if it had never appeared.

"Mr. Gai, how about moving to the sword pond with the widow to appreciate the demeanor of that abyssal rainbow?"

"Yes—"

"Swing, sword pool!"

"Let's go—" The next moment came from Zhao Gao's sharp voice.

The sword pond was already unbearable at this time, and there were ruins and broken walls everywhere, and the only thing that was intact was the long sword that was still suspended in mid-air - Yuanhong.

At the end of the green sword spine, the dazzling seal character [Yuanhong] is bright. The hilt of the sword is cast with gorgeous gold, but it is very different from the original evil remnant rainbow, but only those who have seen the remnant rainbow can vaguely see some clues.

"Good! If it is really a good sword, it is ordered that all the craftsmen who cast Yuanhong will be rewarded with a thousand dollars. ”

"Yes—" replied Lees, and the rest was up to him.

"Mr. Gai, please--" Ying Zheng, smiling and looking at the sword suspended in front of him, exuding a red glow, said, obviously to reward this Yuanhong sword to Gai Nie, the art of the emperor lies in the clear rewards and punishments, and the degree of relaxation. As for Gai Nie, the criminal law will only make him drift away, and he can only be rewarded, and as one of the top swordsmen in the world, a peerless sword is the best reward for him.

Looking at each other, Gai Nie nodded slightly at Ying Zheng, and walked towards the Yuanhong Sword a zhang away step by step, although it was only a short distance, but the originally calm Yuanhong Sword burst into a burst of sword qi again, as if it longed for freedom, rather than being placed in the dark scabbard to sleep quietly.

Gai Nie's clothes were windless and automatic at this moment, long hair fluttering, - pop, a soft sound, the silver headband that bound the hair was broken in response, but the short distance of one zhang was one step at a time, each footprint was half an inch into the ground, which was a sign of exerting the internal force to the extreme, and finally Gai Nie's right hand was gently placed on the hilt of the sword.

-- Click-, a sound, the long sword that was originally hanging on Gai Nie's waist was broken without warning, vanadium iron is only vanadium iron after all, can not withstand the might of the divine soldier, in this most bleak way ended its life, but also swore its submission, if the remnant rainbow is a fierce beast from the sky, then the metamorphosis of the Yuanhong is the dragon in the abyss, this world can surrender it only Tianwen, pointing to the sky long roar, waving the sword to ask the sky, Tianwen to explore the way of heaven, but Yuanhong can only swim between the way of heaven and the way of heaven for life, this is the difference.

Slowly poured the internal force into the Yuanhong Sword little by little, and the bright red glow suddenly burst out, making the last resistance, and time passed quietly in the battle between this person and the sword.

An hour later, the red glow finally faded little by little like the melting snow in early spring, replaced by a beautiful blue color like the sea, this moment is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, the original fierce air is no longer the slightest bit, the new Yuanhong is so solemn, atmospheric, majestic. At this moment, Yuanhong is the real Yuanhong.

From this moment on, there will be no remnant rainbow in the world, only the famous sword Yuanhong, that is, this Yuanhong sword has achieved the name of Gai Nie Sword Saint!