"My lord! Xuan Jian has already taken the lead out of the city......"

In one of Shouchun's mansions, a hurried sword pool guard knelt on one knee in front of Qu Zhao, who had just walked out of the door. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Humph! Jinghu's old thing, when there is no news, he hides faster than anyone else, but when there is news, he grabs it faster than anyone else. Qu Zhao snorted coldly and said.

"Where are the people now?"

"I heard that it has been surrounded on a hill in the west of the city......

"Haha! Today, it's our turn to pluck their fruits! Qu Zhao's face smiled even more, turned over his horse, and walked towards Xicheng in high spirits.

"Sand, sand, sand"

In the woods, the breeze rustled the leaves on the trees.

Several sword pool swordsmen, with cats bent on their waists, holding a dazzling saber in their hands, slowly groped forward. Behind them, a man of about fifty years old followed them generously.

"When! While! ”

A crisp sword sound sounded, and immediately after, two corpses fell from the tree.

"My lord! It's time to get to the designated place! A sword pool secret guard said respectfully to Jing Hu.

Although Jinghu is over fifty years old, he is still strong and strong.

"Up!"

Jing Hu waved his arm, and several secret guards behind him immediately threw down the torch that had been prepared in their hands. The occasional easterly wind caused the fire to rise sharply.

"Set fire to the mountain, and lose 800 before killing the enemy!" Looking at the slowly rising black smoke, Ying Zheng muttered softly.

Han Fei smiled, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Although Jinghu seems to be brave, he is the most narrow-minded and short-sighted. It's a pity that after today, in Shouchun City, how many people eat mountains, and it is difficult to take care of food and clothing. ”

"Master, the secret guards of the Chu State are here now, what should we do?" At this time, a swordsman in the early stage of the innate stage, bowed his body, and asked Ying Zheng for instructions.

Ying Zheng intercepted a lot of famous swords, although it is impossible for each of them to be as famous as the Eight Swords of King Yue, but other swords can also attract many swordsmen to work for Ying Zheng.

"Since they won't come, let's get there."

For people like Jing Hu, Ying Zheng doesn't have a good impression at all, and naturally wants to get rid of it quickly.

"Inform those swordsmen, those who kill Jinghu will get Xuanjian!"

The eyes of the pre-congenital swordsman behind Ying Zheng lit up slightly, and then he lowered his head again and responded: "Obey!" ”

"The king is really courageous, isn't he afraid that among those unpopular swordsmen, someone can really get Xuan Qian?" Han Fei said half-jokingly.

Ying Zheng shook his head disappreciably and said, "Sometimes, judging a person can't just rely on martial arts. Means, again, is an important point. Since you are already planning to do this, you will naturally do everything! If they can get it, they are entitled to have it. ”

"......" Han Fei's smile faded a little, and he was silent.

"What, you regret it?" Ying Zheng's eyes looked at Han Fei and asked.

"Han Fei in the past is dead, whether to do it or not, how to do it, has nothing to do with me in the past." Han Fei shook his head and slowly put a bronze mask on his face.

"Crackling!"

The flames were burning more and more, and the dozens of sword pool guards on the periphery had already gathered the encirclement. Jinghu clasped his arms in his hands and quietly watched the burning flames.

"Sand! Sand! ”

In the gap of the flames, several black shadows suddenly appeared, and then there were more and more of these black shadows, and there were no less than thirty people.

"Huh! I actually want to face the enemy head-on! ”

Jing Hu sneered, looking at the figure in the flickering firelight, as if he was looking at a dead person. And those gaps are exactly what he deliberately left for the enemy.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Jing Hu gave an order, and the secret guards of Jianchi, who had always been known for their famous swords, took out the bows and arrows that had been prepared long ago. A dense rain of arrows shot towards the swordsmen in the firelight.

And those swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, naturally, did not expect that the dignified sword pool secret guards would not fight head-on, but instead used arrows to block the enemy. Caught off guard, many people who were slightly inferior in martial arts were immediately pierced through their chests.

However, after all, most of these swordsmen are not weak in martial arts. And the state of Chu did not have arrows and crossbows like those of Korea and Qin, and in the blink of an eye, the two sides were in close arms.

The touch of the sword to the sword, neither side is weak, and if you are not careful, you will fall.

Although the sword pool guards are skillful in coordination, and the swords in their hands are much better than the swordsmen recruited by Ying Zheng, most of the people who can be recruited by Ying Zheng are people who regard swords as fools.

The sharp sword in the hands of the Jianchi secret guards was not regarded as a threat by them, but was like a stripped girl, waiting for them to be lucky.

The so-called horizontal is afraid of the ruthless, and the ruthless is afraid of death. How can the Sword Pool Secret Guard be the opponent of a group of madmen?

Therefore, although the number of secret guards is much larger than that of the swordsmen, they are in a weak position for a short time.

"Humph! Rubbish! Seeing the inaction of the secret guards, Jing Hu snorted coldly, pulled out the Xuan Jian in his hand, and rushed towards the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes.

However, Jing Hu is only in the middle of the innate stage, although there is no higher kung fu than him among those swordsmen, but he has always been cautious, and he still only adjusts his weak hands.

"Hahahaha!"

Jing Hu relied on the Xuan Jian in his hand and the strength that was higher than the opponent, which shocked the spirit of the Jianchi secret guards, and he worked harder to kill the enemy.

"There are guests from afar...... under the cold mask, Han Fei's gentle words that changed their taste came.

"Sir, do you need me to go?" Behind Han Fei, Broken Water stroked his beard and asked.

Han Fei was just about to speak, but he saw a figure, which had already rushed into the distance in a few flashes.

"Hehe, it seems that someone is more anxious than you. However, I think his strength is still a little insufficient, you go and help him! ”

"Yes!" Broken Water arched his body and answered the order.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Han Fei called out to him again, "The more difficult it is to get, the more popular it is." Since he likes the True Gang Sword so much, you don't want to let him down......"

"The villain understands!" The corners of Broken Water's mouth rose, revealing a look of understanding.

When the water was cut off and left, Han Fei once again set his sights on the battle between the sword pool and the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes.

Under the leadership of Jing Hu, the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes who were fighting separately finally inevitably couldn't support it, and they were already faintly at a disadvantage.

"It seems that these people are still a little worse. In that case, Xuan Qian, there is no need to give them to them......" Han Fei's hand slowly touched his waist.

However, when he was about to pull out the reverse scales, a sudden burst of figure made his hand pause slightly.