Immediately, a large number of black-clothed people appeared on the mountain and around them, these black-clothed people were Mingjiao disciples, each holding a sword in their hands, looking at Zhao Cheng and the others with fierce eyes.

"Hahaha!" A burst of demonic laughter resounded in the sky, and I saw a person wearing a black cloak with an obscene and sinister appearance "flying" from Zhao Chengtian.

"Your Excellency must be the left envoy of the Ming Sect, Yang Xiao!" Zhao Cheng looked up proudly and said, he didn't even give up his hand, as if Yang Xiao was not worthy of him!

When Yang Xiao heard this, he didn't reply, but looked around Zhao Cheng, and when he saw the disciple who was stabbed into a honeycomb, Yang Xiao's face flashed with a trace of anger, and he wanted to make a move, but he calmed down instantly.

"Who are you? What is the intention of killing my disciples? Yang Xiao put his hands behind him, looked at the black and white, and said with a solemn face.

He could see that the internal strength of the black and white shuangsha was very strong, and even surpassed himself, otherwise why did he hold back his anger and not make a move.

He was thinking in his heart, what kind of force did these black-armored soldiers belong to, none of the six major sects had this kind of clothing, the imperial court? No, the Yuan army is all standard Mongolian costumes, there is no such costume!

Yang Xiao thought of a lot of forces, but they were all ruled out, and he didn't know that Zhao Cheng came from that force at all, but it was certain that these black-armored sergeants must be the forces of the Central Plains, because it can be seen from the clothes, every place has a different clothing culture, and the clothing styles of these black-armored sergeants are obviously from the Central Plains.

"You can know the pre-Qin!" Zhao Cheng said with a smile, with pride and arrogance in his smile!

"Pre-Qin?" Yang Xiao's mouth squirmed slightly, and then a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he frowned and said uncertainly: "The pre-Qin in your mouth, but the Great Qin Dynasty of the Qin Emperor sweeping Liuhe?" ”

"Exactly!" Zhao Cheng replied with a smile.

"What does the Great Qin Dynasty have to do with you? It has been more than 1,500 years since the fall of the pre-Qin Dynasty, don't you tell me that you are the descendant of the Qin Emperor, right? Yang Xiao smiled slightly, and his smile was full of mockery.

When Zhao Cheng heard this, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, oops, it was debunked, but it's okay, as long as he insists that he is the descendant of the Qin Emperor, then as his power continues to expand, there will always be people who believe it.

"That's right, I am the one hundred and eighth generation descendant of Emperor Qin, Zhao Cheng!" Zhao Cheng fabricated an identity and background for himself according to time, and he was still a tall identity and background, in ancient times, identity and background were very important.

You don't see Li Shimin, although Li Shimin was born as a nobleman, but there is no famous figure in his ancestors, in order to avoid someone talking about this, saying that his identity is not worthy of being the emperor, and then he regards the Taoist ancestor Li Er as his ancestor.

There is also Liu Bei, after claiming to be the King of Zhongshan Jing, the reason why this is the case is not that he wants to borrow the residual power of the Han family to achieve his great cause and use the royal identity to recruit troops and horses?

Now Zhao Cheng uses Qin Shi Huang as his background, which is a normal operation, and it is what an emperor needs to do, Zhao Cheng believes that once his identity spreads, there will always be people who believe that there will be a lot of people who will vote for him when the time comes, all thinking about driving away the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty and restoring the era of the rule of the Central Plains!

"Haha, it's ridiculous, then I'll see what the descendants of Emperor Qin are capable of!" Yang Xiao laughed, then jumped down from the top of the mountain and killed Zhao Cheng.

"Hmph, let's take a good look then!" Zhao Cheng sneered and took a few steps back.

Seeing this, the black and white demons glanced at each other, and then the black demons rushed forward, while the white demons stood in place, protecting Zhao Cheng.

Heisha just rushed over, only to hear two "snort" sounds, two small pebbles shot over, with the sound of breaking the air towards Heisha's eyes, and then Heisha used internal force, stretched out his palm and patted it gently, and the two stones turned into ashes.

This is Yang Xiao's famous martial arts: finger flick magic skill!

And this is Yang Xiao also rushed up, and used the strongest martial arts under the Ming Sect Holy Fire Order to move the Qiankun to constantly attack the black evil, Yang Xiao's moves are ingenious, if it is not for the excellent martial arts of the black evil, he will really be defeated.

Originally, the magic skill of the Great Shift of Qiankun could only be practiced by the masters of the previous dynasties, but at that time, the Ming Sect was chaotic, Yang Dingtian was missing, and the Ming Sect had no owner, so Yang Xiao practiced it.

The fundamental principle of the great shift of Qiankun is not so mysterious, but it is necessary to stimulate its own potential first, and then pull and move, but the changes are magical, but it is incredible, this martial art is difficult to practice, and it took Yang Xiao more than 20 years to practice to the second level.

"Hmph, look at the move!" After dodging for a moment, he snorted coldly, then twisted his palms, gathered the internal force in his palms, and slapped Yang Xiao with one palm when he saw the right time.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao had a bad heart, and hurriedly raised his palms to resist, but unfortunately, Heisha seized the opportunity, and when Yang Xiao raised his palms, Heisha's palms had already hit Yang Xiao's chest.

Yang Xiao was hit hard by the black evil, and he took five or six steps backwards in a row, and at the same time, his internal organs were boiling, and blood couldn't help but flow out of his mouth.

"Whew!" Hei Sha struck a blow, exhaled lightly, smiled proudly, breathed slightly, and then returned to Zhao Cheng's side, waiting for Zhao Cheng's orders at any time!

"Poof!" Yang Xiao couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood, his chest was in sharp pain, his face was in pain, a trace of cold sweat flowed out of his head, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground.

A man with a batch of hair scattered, his hair was messy, and he looked like a beggar Seeing Yang Xiao like this, he hurriedly jumped down from the top of the mountain and helped Yang Xiao up.

This beggar-like man is called Zhou Lu, a monk and a Taoist priest, "there is no name, people think it is upside down, and he is famous", he is strong in martial arts, but he is crazy and stupid, and straightforward and heroic.

The man wearing a black cloak, with an obscene and sinister appearance, was also very worried when he saw this, and "flew" down, checking Yang Xiao's injury, this person was the Blue Winged Bat King Wei smiled, and he made it feel like he was flying.

Not only did the two of them jump down, but there was also a Taoist priest, two monks, and a scholar.

These four people, one is Zhang Zhong, a person from Tieguandao, a monk from Budai, Peng Yingyu, a monk Peng, and Mr. Leng Qian with a cold face, plus Zhou Lu, they are the five scattered people of Mingjiao!

"Wow!" The clothes on Yang Xiao's chest were torn apart by Wei Yixiao at once, revealing his chest, and no one blamed Wei Yixiao for this move.

When everyone saw Yang Xiao's chest, they were taken aback and showed panic, because Yang Xiao's chest was blue, as if he had been poisoned.

"Despicable villain, dare to use poison!" Zhou Lu's straight temperament suddenly said angrily towards the black demon.

In the face of Zhou Yan's angry scolding, Hei Xuan smiled disdainfully, and snorted coldly: "Ignorance, what I used just now is a yin palm, which is not poisonous!" ”