"Your Highness, the front is it. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" said with a flattering smile on his face, pointing to a small palace in front of him.

Ying Zheng looked at the somewhat dilapidated palace and frowned.

The palace is not big, or rather, the so-called palace is just a slightly larger house. look, even inferior to the houses of some wealthy people.

"Ji Zhou, has it fallen to such a point? Dignified Jiuding, actually placed in such a place! Ying Zheng looked at the somewhat dilapidated palace, and a different feeling was born in his heart.

"Squeak!"

The heavy doors were slowly opened, and the ruined square was littered with dead grass. Under the erosion of rainwater, many places are full of potholes.

"You're here to watch!" Ying Zheng said to Song Fan, who was following behind.

"Whoa!" Song Fan gave up.

A group of dozens of guards stopped at the entrance of the palace. Although the soldiers also wanted to see what the so-called Huaxia Jiuding looked like, they also knew that they were not qualified to see such an artifact.

No one cared about it, and a trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Eastern Zhou Gong, who had always been submissive. Between the corners of his mouth, there was also a slight smugness.

Ying Zheng looked around as he walked.

"Squeak!"

Pushing open the somewhat dilapidated temple door, a faint ray of sunlight shone in.

Under the sun, the fine dust is particularly obvious, and the bronze tripods with different expressions stand in the center of this somewhat dilapidated hall, presenting in front of Yingzheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng walked forward slowly, the black and cyan tripod, glowing with layers of black light, looked particularly solemn and solemn.

In the middle of this Jiuding, a bronze platform aroused Yingzheng's idea.

The bronze platform is not too high, just level with Ding. However, on top of this bronze platform, a sword is enshrined. That's right, a sword.

In this dimly lit hall, only the hilt of the sword could be seen. However, it was this hilt of the sword that shocked Yingzheng.

The black hilt of the sword is full of a quaint atmosphere, and the dignified form is very familiar to Yingzheng.

That sword is the first sword in the world obtained in the previous life, Tianwen Sword after Yingzheng destroyed Chu.

Ying Zheng walked forward slowly, compared to the sacred and solemn Jiuding around him, the Tianwen in front of him who should not have appeared here made him even more curious.

On the bronze platform, the spotless Tianwen Sword lay quietly on it, just as Ying Zheng was about to reach out and take it off. The two cold rays full of murderous intent stabbed straight towards Yingzheng.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Two crisp voices rang out in the quiet hall.

Ying Zheng leaned over, stepped lightly on a Kyushu Ding, and looked at the two young men with swords in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Outsider, you don't deserve to be asked!" On the right side of the bronze platform, the young man holding the snow-white sword said in a cold voice.

"Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "So, you are here to protect Tianwen, not Kyushu Ding?" ”

The young man listened to Yingzheng's words, and his face became even colder. On the contrary, the young man on the left side of the bronze platform has been silent, and even his face has not changed.

Looking at the young man's reaction, Ying Zheng knew that he had guessed correctly.

However, in this way, it made Yingzheng even more confused.

Kyushu Ding is a recognized Chinese artifact in the world, and it is qualified to win the world. Historically, it has been common for princes to win the championship. From this, it can be seen that the importance of Jiuding to the princes.

However, now Jiuding and Tianwen are in the same place, and what these two teenagers care about is not Jiuding, but the Tianwen sword in front of them, which is really incomprehensible to Yingzheng.

"Why is Tianwen Sword not in the Chu Kingdom, but in this Eastern Zhou Principality?"

"Why do Jiuding Qi ask for the sky, these two sons, only pay attention to the heavens, not Jiuding?"

"What other secrets do I not know?"

"What is the difference between this life and this life and the illusion in the Three Life Stones?"

Questions filled Ying Zheng's mind in an instant, making Ying Zheng puzzled.

"It seems that Sanshengshi, there is still a secret that the teacher didn't tell me......" Ying Zheng's eyes crossed a trace of solemnity.

It's been more than eight years, and Ji Hao hasn't appeared for eight years since he said goodbye to Yingzheng in Yecheng.

Even, in order to find Ji Hao, Ying Zheng also secretly mobilized the power of the Black Ice Platform in the Qi State. However, he didn't even get a trace of news from Ji Hao.

Ji Hao seemed to have disappeared in the Qi country, no, or never appeared in the Qi country.

Just when Ying Zheng was still immersed in his thoughts, the two young men with swords glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Two sharp sounds sounded through the air. One red and one white, two rays of light instantly hit Yingzheng.

Looking at the two swords that were fast and approaching, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and the black immortal power instantly covered the sword in his hand.

"When! While! While! ”

Between the swords, there was a bright fire. In just a few breaths, the three of them have already made dozens of moves.

"Why are these two teenagers' cultivation so strong?" Ying Zheng was surprised in his heart.

The two teenagers in front of him were obviously a few years younger than Ying Zheng, but their cultivation had already reached the middle stage of innate realm. Relying on the two strange swords in his hand, and the tacit cooperation, Ying Zheng had to concentrate on dealing with it. If one is not careful, he may even become the ghost of these two teenagers.

However, Ying Zheng was surprised by the cultivation of these two teenagers. In the hearts of these two teenagers, they were even more surprised, or shocked, than Yingzheng.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting, the relationship between Yingzheng and the two teenagers is still inseparable.

However, at this time, the sword in Ying Zheng's hand had gradually begun to curl, and even gaps and cracks appeared in many places, and it was almost impossible to support it.

"Click!"

A faint voice sounded in Ying Zheng's ears, but it made Ying Zheng's sense of crisis increase sharply.

"Dang!"

Another collision between swords and swords, this time, the sword in Yingzheng's hand finally couldn't support it anymore, and it cracked in response.

Ying Zheng distanced himself from the two teenagers, looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand, and frowned slightly.

Ying Zheng's sword, although it is good, is only a mortal product after all, but even so, with the blessing of Ying Zheng's power, it can also destroy gold and stone, and sharpen iron like clay, no problem.

"It seems that the swords in the hands of those two teenagers are also extraordinary. It's just that why has such a sword never been heard of on the sword spectrum? Ying Zheng threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, and his gaze slowly swept over the two young men's hands, one red and one white.

The two teenagers saw that Yingzheng's sword was broken, but they did not attack again, but kept a short distance from Yingzheng. Suddenly, silence returned to the hall.

"Outsider, I'm talking about it once, get out of here, Tianwen is not something you can touch!"

"Really?" A disdainful smile flashed at the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth.

The two teenagers saw that even though Yingzheng's sword was broken, he still had no fear, and they couldn't help but be more vigilant.

"Whoosh!"

In a trance, Ying Zheng's figure suddenly appeared in front of the bronze platform.

"Stop!" The young man holding the white sword shouted, and at the same time as the other boy, he swung his sword and stabbed at Yingzheng.

"Just let me see what the difference is between this heavenly question!"