Chapter Seventy-Three: Tearing Face

Xiang Yu is twenty-four years old this year, and Mo Chu is only about twenty years old.

Xiang Yu shouldn't be able to deceive people, what Fan Zeng said is true?!

The record of Xiang Zhuang in the history books is only one Hongmen banquet, and Mo Chu only helped Xiang Yu deal with Liu Bang first, and then Xiang Yu killed himself, and Mo Chu helped Liu Bang deal with the Xiongnu. According to Mo Chu's chivalrous temper, such a choice can be made.

Mo Chu's position as a giant was obtained immediately after the destruction of Qin, and he may have become Xiang Yufeng, the overlord of Western Chu.

Ziying smiled bitterly, Liu Bang was really fateful during the Hongmen banquet, if it wasn't for Uncle Xiang to stop him, everyone else would have to be stabbed into a sieve.

"Zhuang'er's swordsmanship is superb, Yu'er's overlord halberd is unstoppable, and the Xiang family has never lacked heroes." Fan Zeng said proudly.

"Then let Commander Xiang compete with Mo Chu, what will be the result?" Ziying deliberately asked, "The two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you take advantage of today's discussion?" ”

"Humph!" Fan Zeng and Mo Chu sneered, this trick is too pediatric.

Xiang Yu's eyes fell on the overlord halberd in the camp, Ziying's thoughts moved him, and his hands were a little itchy.

"Dancing the sword is not in a hurry, why don't we give it a try today?" Xiang Yu said.

Mo Chu hurriedly pulled out the iron sword, "Brother Humble's iron sword was cut by Chixiao, and he can't compete with his cousin anymore, so he will definitely accompany Brother Humble when he rebuilds a sword." ”

"That's fine." Xiang Yu said slightly disappointed.

Ziying secretly scolded Mo Chu for reacting fast enough, and said hurriedly, "Forget about the dancing sword, the widow doesn't look at the dancing sword." ”

"Zhuang'er, go and change the sword again, the old man must apologize for misunderstanding King Qin just now." Fan Zeng said.

"Yes, Father!" Mo Chu withdrew his iron sword and sneered, "King Qin has a blessing in his eyes today. ”

Ziying's face was ugly, and the speed at which Mo Chu traveled was the countdown to his death.

"King Qin will be optimistic for a while, and he will never see such a subtle swordsmanship in the future." Fan Zeng made a pun.

Xiang Yu didn't notice the deep meaning of his words, and was in a good mood and drank the green plum wine by himself.

The viciousness of Xiang Zhuang's sword dance lies in the fact that Xiang Zhuang is Xiang Yu's cousin, Han Xin wants to kill the child and will be driven away, not only will Mo Chu not be punished, even if he is driven away, Mo Chu doesn't care.

Ziying felt that there was no hope of survival, so he had to make Fan Zeng pay some price.

"Mr. Fan Zeng, I heard that there is a place called Fan Di in Chudi, is it Mr. Fan Zeng's hometown?" Ziying asked with a smile.

"King Qin, what do you mean by this?!" Fan Zeng's expression froze.

"Mr. Fan Zeng has been out for a long time, he should go home and have a look, otherwise I am afraid that he will miss something." Ziying laughed evilly.

"Ziying, you dare to threaten the old man?!" Fan Zeng got up and said angrily.

"The surname Fan also has an origin, in the past Jin Kingdom, at the beginning of the surname, he was ranked as the secretary of the Jin Kingdom, and the widow also had to send someone there to visit Fan Wuzi, Fan Wenzi, Fan Xuanzi's past demeanor." Ziying said lightly.

"Ziying, you dare to touch the ancestral grave of the Fan family, the old man is not finished with you!" Fan Zeng got up and scolded.

"Mr. Fan Zeng is also afraid of being moved? How can you use the mausoleums of the two commanders to threaten the widow to come, like a housekeeper? Ziying sneered, "Anyway, the widow has no hope of surviving today, Mr. Fan Zeng really thinks that he can get out of the way?" ”

Xiang Yu sensed the tense aura in the camp, and his eyes became fierce, "King Qin had better not try to confront the Chu State in vain, if King Qin really wants to do this, Yu guarantees that there is no one alive in Xianyang City." ”

Since the skin is torn, the child no longer cares.

"Then try, try to see if the Chu army can break through Xianyang City, and see if there can be a living mouth in Xianyang City." Ziying sneered, "If you lose the bet, don't mention anything to honor your ancestors in the future, unless you send people to guard the ancestral graves from generation to generation." ”

"Ziying, you are so bold!" Xiang Yu was said to have hit the sore spot and was furious.

Xiang Yu destroyed the Qin State and won the world, but he did not set the capital in Guannei, and returned to Pengcheng to set the capital.

Xiang Yu claimed that if he didn't return to his hometown, being rich and noble was like walking in the night in gorgeous clothes, no one could see it, which was also the origin of "Brocade Night Walk".

If Ziying wanted to come really, Xiang Yu didn't dare to bear the consequences.

Ziying sat lazily on a few cases, "How to choose to look at you, if you let the widow go back, maybe this idea will be dispelled." ”

The murderous aura outside the camp struck, and a sword roar tore through the camp tent, and Mo Chu, who was wrapped in murderous aura, stabbed the back of the child's heart.

Bang –

Ziying stood still and did not move, and the sword in Mo Chu's hand broke in response.

"What?!" Mo Chu looked at the short sword in his hand, unable to believe it.

"Won't you be able to change your sword? It seems that your chivalrous journey is really weird. Ziying turned around and smiled.

"Don't be afraid! There must be armor hidden in the baby's clothes! Fan Zeng reminded.

Xiang Yu was angered by Ziying, and he didn't care about any fair competition, "I'll kill him with my own hands!" ”

Xiang Yu picked up the overlord halberd and smashed it towards the door of Ziying's face.

Ziying's eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and if he hits a blow, he will definitely die, so he can only gamble!

"Do you really think that the widow is afraid of you?!"

Ziying shouted angrily, stretched out his hand and grabbed the body of the overlord halberd tightly, his left arm shook and hurt, but the overlord halberd stopped in mid-air, no matter how hard Xiang Yu tried, he couldn't advance for half a minute.

"Who said that only the Xiang family is born with divine power? The Ying family just doesn't want to do it themselves! Ziying smiled in a low voice.

Fan Zeng and Mo Chu couldn't believe it, and they were stunned in place and didn't know what to do.

"That's right! Let's have a fight with Yu tonight, life or death! Xiang Yu's fighting spirit was completely aroused, "Xiao Zhuang, bring my treasure knife to King Qin!" ”

"Yu'er, never!" Fan Zeng hurriedly said, Fan Zeng showed the appearance of the knife, Xiang Yu will die under the knife in the future, it has been collected, and it has not been used for a long time.

In a life-and-death battle, you must not let the baby touch it!