Chapter Seventy-Two: The Sword of Honor

The underground tunnel may seem long, but in fact it is just a blink of an eye.

But even walking here made Li Zehua feel the atmosphere of the royal treasure house, the colored powder painted on the two walls, and there were also painters here to describe the glory and ups and downs of the Qin State for 600 years, and then in a blink of an eye, it was the sweep of Liuhe after the first emperor ascended the throne. It seems that along the long river of time, Daqin has prospered step by step.

"I've seen all of you, but I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're still so strong."

The eunuch led by him walked over with a smile on his face, rubbing his hands and being very flattering. He is a "regular" here, and he transports most of the treasures here. But at the moment, his flattery is ineffective against the two people in front of him, it is such a straight face, businesslike arch hand.

"Tokens." One of the middle-aged men said coldly.

"Yes, yes." The old eunuch at the head took out a black unicorn jade talisman from his chest as he spoke, but at this time, at the feet of an old man guarding the opposite side, the white puppy suddenly opened his mouth and barked wildly!

And more than the little dog barked, it was a black figure.

Li Zehua fell behind the old man like a faint black mist in an instant. Then the old man locked himself in the wall, pinched his throat lightly, and crushed his throat bone lightly.

In just an instant, the middle-aged guard on the opposite side reacted and drew his sword in an instant.

The candles on both sides suddenly went out, but the unsheathed blade of the sword struck like a purple lightning.

The middle-aged guard didn't speak, let alone shout the word "intruder". It's just a matter of moving forward, drawing the sword and slashing horizontally.

The turquoise hilt reflected the purple blade, and what was even more surprising was its powerful sword wind, and the long sword had an unpredictable and powerful coercion the moment it was unsheathed. Li Zehua's black sword struck against it, and it was faintly unable to resist its cold glow.

His swordsmanship has no defense, no blocking, only an all-out attack. A tunnel is only three meters, and the light of the two clashing can cut through everything, and even the simple breath makes people feel like swallowing a knife.

As the guardian of the royal treasury, how could he be a general, his strength even exceeded Li Zehua's expectations.

"Whoever you are, stay here today." At this time, the middle-aged man began to say the first sentence, but the confidence and toughness in his tone seemed to tell a fact.

At this time, the brass-colored sword in his hand correspondingly glowed with purple brilliance.

Li Zehua stared at each other, but unexpectedly a bright smile appeared.

"Pure Jun Sword, this trip is worthwhile!"

Looking at its flower, such as the beginning of hibiscus; Look at its grasp, rotten as the stars walk; Looking at its light, it is as muddy as the overflow of water; Looking at its break, the cliff is like a trivial stone; Looking at his talents, he is rejuvenated like ice release.

This is a sword of nobility and incomparable ability, and only the noble can grasp it. Heaven and man are co-cast, and there is no other in the world. Ranked eighteenth in the Xiangjian Master Wind Beard Evaluation of Various Swords.

As for why Li Zehua was able to recognize it at a glance, this is very simple. Because as early as the previous life, the Hubei Provincial Museum saw the real thing, and the cold light was pressing. The sword body has been immortal for thousands of years, and the sword body is bright brass-colored, with brown lines on it, and it is still sharp.

"It seems that you are also a member of the royal family." Li Zehua sighed, if it weren't for the royal family, it would be impossible to master this sword. This sword only recognizes noble people, if Fu Su comes, even if he doesn't have a trace of martial arts, but he can easily control it.

However, as a member of the royal family, it is a great sadness to be a guard, even if it is a guard of the royal treasury.

The middle-aged man just opened his mouth and stopped talking, perhaps in his eyes, he didn't think he had to talk to the "dead man", just jumped up, floated in the air and slashed again!

But Li Zehua hurriedly retreated, and when the blades were handed over, he pushed directly to ten steps away from the strong force coming from the opposite side, that is, in the middle of the escort team.

Then he snapped his fingers in his right hand and dictated the mantra—

Zha!

I'm not afraid that the moves are old, but I'm afraid that the moves are not easy to use.

The mantra containing the power to destroy everything also breaks the barrier of space, directly allowing the passage of time in this space to be fixed.

The brilliance rotated, and the green light rose again in his hand.

Nine flying leaves flew out from between his fingers, directly piercing the throats of the team, leaving a trembling old eunuch at the head of the empty body.

As long as his strength is weaker than Li Zehua, he is simply an ant under his tricky skills.

On the border of Qin, in the Valley of the Remnant Moon, Gai Nie slaughtered 300 elite Qin iron cavalry soldiers with one person and one sword. And although Li Zehua's strength is far inferior to him, if he does the same thing, he will be even more understated than him.

But in the next second, there was a long sword with purple light running through, threatening like hell, but the arc drawn was like a woman's bending and washing her eyebrows, and fast, very fast, fast almost-

Cut through time!

The time realm unfolded by Li Zehua's Twelve Hour Furnace didn't seem to have any effect on it at all, and even the realm of his sword quickly split up like flowing water.

Bang bang!

The two voices rang out almost simultaneously, and then quickly launched another continuous attack.

One sound was the handover of blades, while the other was the cutting time that came from the storage army too fast, directly breaking through the sound barrier. The effect of the sonic boom swept across the entire tunnel, and the four-shot sword wind directly broke through Li Zehua's clothes and his skin, and the blood bloomed softly like a flower.

The old eunuch clinged to the wall and covered his ears with his hands, for he was afraid that the breakthrough sound barrier and the sharp sound of blades would pierce his eardrums.

But at this time, the corners of Li Zehua's mouth hooked up a weird smile.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side didn't know why his heart suddenly tightened, and the smile of the young man opposite suddenly looked like a demon in his eyes.

"You... What was done? The middle-aged man finally couldn't help but ask.

"Guess what." Li Zehua put away his sword and smiled softly, like a big boy next door who was a little shy in the summer sun.

But the middle-aged man on the opposite side oozed a streak of blood from his neck, and then the blood spurted out like a galloping horse until the neck and skull were separated.

Because...... At this time, it was no longer a spray of blood, but a spring. One can't help but think of a young man named Araragiri, who also had the same way of dying.

This middle-aged man is very powerful, and he is not below Li Zehua in terms of martial arts alone, plus the pure Jun in his hand. In the secret passage where this kind of spell is difficult to unfold, he can even cut Li Zehua in the moment. But Li Zehua will not go head-to-head with him, obviously there is a better way to win, but he still has to have a disadvantaged kendo tournament, which is really not his style.

From the very beginning, he poisoned the air.

Moreover, the pure Jun sword and the superb martial arts of the middle-aged man can indeed cut off Li Zehua's domain. However, it was the breakthrough speed that cut it, the pure sword of Zidian, not the whole of the middle-aged man, and his brain and others were indeed slowed down by time.

But it's useless to say more at the moment.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground silently, which did not match his might just now. However, Li Zehua gently picked up his extremely noble sword, and then gently wiped off the blood belonging to its former owner as if he were caressing his lover's face.

Li Zehua turned his head to look, and the old eunuch trembled and let go of his ears, and he didn't really react until the end of this situation. He wanted to scream loudly, to make the high-pitched voice of his eunuch.

But in the next second, a sword flying past his face instantly pressed all his voices back into his throat, and then only the young man in front of him was smiling like a flower, and an index finger was against his own mouth.

"Shhh