“！！！”

The bead curtain in front of his forehead shook, Ying Zheng raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Gai Nie's body. The other party's words made his expression change slightly. Obviously, Gai Nie's words did point out Yingzheng's so-called reliance.

Martial arts?

However, he was re-protected by the soldiers below, and Fusu, who was not lightly injured, was stunned.

On the contrary, the eighteenth sons Hu Hai and Zhao Gao did not have the slightest surprised look. It seems that they have known about this for a long time.

And Wei Zhuang, who was standing beside Gai Nie, was also stunned after hearing the words of his senior brother, and his face showed a sudden feeling, if Ying Zheng was a master, then he still did not change his face in the face of assassination, and he was not afraid at all, and the fundamental source of confidence was not only the power of the empire, but also his own ability.

Just a question comes.

Ying Zheng, how strong will it be?

In this world, in the face of his Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie brothers, there are a few people in this world who can stop it!

Will Ying Zheng be the one who can stop him?

“……”

After a long time, Ying Zheng's gaze retracted, and then he said in a tone of embarrassment: "It seems that Liji told Gai Nie a lot of things about me at the beginning!" ”

"That's right."

"I do know how to fight."

Ying Zheng admitted, in front of everyone, under the gaze of hundreds of civil and military officials, since he prepared for the game of sacrificing to the sky, when he wanted to dig out those hidden ghosts, he had no intention of hiding.

Immortality alone is not enough, what the empire needs is an extremely strong emperor.

"Gainie!"

"Even if you become a rebel of the Empire, I will not deprive you of the title of Sword Master. But today, from this moment on, you are no longer an Imperial Sword Master. In a word, Ying Zheng officially stripped Gai Nie of the title of Sword Saint given by the empire.

Faced with such a situation, Gagnie didn't care. On the contrary, there is a feeling of relaxation up and down.

This illusion made Wei Zhuang on the side look at his senior brother several times.

"It's fine."

"For me, this title of Sword Master is a burden." Gai Nie's clear gaze stopped at Ying Zheng's body. said, "That's what you use to divert your gaze." ”

Yuanhong Sword.

Juggernaut.

These two are the rewards given to Gai Nie by Jing Ke's empire after assassinating Qin, but Gai Nie himself knows very well what the source of these two things is. That is just a method used to cover up the leader of the Yin and Yang family, Donghuang Taiyi, and it is also Yingzheng's mind to divert the attention of others.

Because of Jing Ke's assassination of Qin, Gai Nie's reputation spread all over the world, and lies became facts.

But Gai Nie accepted it alive and without any explanation, even if he was extremely hostile to the Mo family before.

It's just a promise.

In the conversation between the two sides, Zhao Gao and the Six Sword Slaves still kept quiet, without any intention of making a move, and even the imperial soldiers below who wanted to come up were driven down by Ying Zheng with a wave of his hand. At this moment. The dignified ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens has finally completely deteriorated, from a blatant assassination to a head-to-head showdown.

"Oh?"

"There are so many interesting stories." When Wei Zhuang heard this, he glanced at Gai Nie, then at Yingzheng, and then at the six sword slaves and Zhao Gao in the guard, and couldn't help laughing, "Listen to this, it seems that this title of Sword Saint was prepared for himself by His Majesty." ”

There is no rebuttal. Some just smiled indifferently.

The kind of power that looks down on everything slowly emanates from Yingzheng's body.

"Wei Zhuang is right."

"If I am not the prince of the empire, I am afraid that the current I should be called the sword saint Zhao Zheng." Tianwen Sword, which has been hanging from his waist and ranked first among the top ten famous swords by Wind Beard, has been held by Ying Zheng at this moment, and even the sword with the sheath is horizontal in front of him. Holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand and stroking the pattern on the scabbard with his left hand, Ying Zheng said to himself: "People in the world only think that the Tianwen Sword is just an ornament that I use to show off the great military exploits of the Empire, and I am not worthy of it in the sense of the sword itself......"

"Hah! Ha! Ha! ”

Lang Lang's laughter echoed on the high platform. fell into everyone's ears, and after a while, the laughter stopped. Ying Zheng's voice echoed: "But you are all wrong. ”

"...... Today"

"I will show you what the true Imperial Sword Master is."

Qiang――

The sword groaned, and the sunlight refracted by the sword body fell directly on the eyes under the bead curtain, and in the expansion of the light marks on those eyes, the Tianwen sword slowly came out of its sheath.

Meantime.

Zhao Gao and the Six Sword Slaves retreated almost at the same time, directly leaving the high platform to Yingzheng, who was supposed to protect.

“！！！”

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, Gai Nie clenched the wooden sword in his hand tightly, and whispered to his junior brother Wei Zhuang beside him: "The situation is not quite right! ”

“……”

Wei Zhuang didn't speak, but his spirit and attention had already reached the peak, after all, the things in front of him were indeed somewhat unexpected by him, and even if his guess was correct, he was afraid that Senior Brother Gai Nie also did not expect it.

That's right.

Gai Nie was also surprised.

Naturally, the news he got came from Liji. At the beginning, Liji told Gai Nie what a forbearant and terrifying person this Ying Zhenghui was.

Even, Gai Nie also knew that Ying Zheng's swordsmanship was learned from Li Ji, and Ying Zheng, the world's number one assassin, also knew the swordsmanship of Jing Ke. And in terms of martial arts qualifications, Li Ji has praised the other party, but Ying Zheng's temperament is terrifying.

Maybe it's because of the identity of Proton, he obviously has a very high talent in martial arts, but he deliberately doesn't perform well. On the surface, it seems that it is just because Yingzheng wants to spend more time with Liji, but in the real sense, I am afraid that this may not be the case.

Even-

In order not to be attracted to others, to show that there is no harm to others, and in order to protect himself, he was able to resist the temptation and did not practice even the internal strength and mental method that could guarantee his own life.

All this until Yingzheng returned to Qin, became a prince, and became an emperor.

He has always shown great eloquence, but there are many hidden things in him that have always existed, not revealed, and have been hidden until now.

Logically speaking. Yingzheng in front of him should not have so much self-confidence.

You must know the internal strength, but it is best to practice at the best age, and the combination of internal strength and moves is the best. Based on what Liji had said and Gai Nie's observation and understanding during that time in the palace, Ying Zheng definitely shouldn't have such arrogant confidence, especially when facing their senior brothers.

After the other party asked Zhao Gao and the Six Sword Slaves to go down, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang discovered the strangeness of the matter.

Airplanes......

The sword groaned softly.

When the dragon-like sword groan completely fell, the Tianwen Sword was finally completely unsheathed.

The bead curtain swayed.

Eyes raised.

With a flip of the wrist, it is a sword.

Rumble!

A loud bang rang out.

The big tripod standing on the high platform was thrown up by a huge force, and the wanton sword qi was like a dense drizzle, hitting in all directions.

Sawdust. Water waves.

Soar into the sky.

Moreover, the splashing water waves seemed to have been grilled by a great high temperature, raising countless white mist, enveloping the entire high platform in an instant, so that outsiders could not see the slightest clearly.

Below.

Gongzi Fusu, who was protected by the soldiers in the center, was completely dumbfounded at this moment, staring blankly at the white mist that shrouded the high platform, and his whole brain turned into a paste at this moment and became a mess.

Unexpectedly.

I didn't think the story would be like this.

As the eldest son of Ying Zheng, he is quite familiar with it in a certain way, but at this moment. Gongzi Fusu found that he didn't know anything about his father at all, who would have known that an emperor of a country would have such force?

Compared to his three-legged cat kung fu, it was a shame.

So everything before was expected by the father...... Because of his nature, Gongzi Fusu didn't think about too many other things. After seeing the high platform shrouded in mist, his face was suddenly full of worry, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the soldiers and the six sword slaves standing next to him, wanting them to step forward to escort him.

Compare the worries of Childe Fusu. Hu Hai, the eighteenth son who was also injured, oozed a cold sweat.

People are trembling with fear.

Apparently.

Hu Hai thought of something bad.

Side.

After Zhao Gao stopped the anxious Gongzi Fusu from wanting to drag his feet, he paid attention to Hu Hai. "This is allowed by His Majesty. ”

Suddenly, Hu Hai's mood stabilized.

The whole person has an urge to lose his strength and want to fall to the ground softly. After the fear just now dissipated, Hu Hai, the eighteenth son, thought about this sentence again. Father, what is the intention of the emperor?

Look away.

Hu Hai's gaze quietly stopped on the anxious brother Fusu, and after glancing at the high platform shrouded in white mist, he inexplicably looked at Fusu again with some contempt in his eyes.

On a high platform.

In the white mist, only the exchange of swords and swords came out, and the clanging sound was endless.

Half a day.

The white mist that shrouded above was dispersed by the vigor of life, and disappeared, revealing the three people standing inside.

Three people.

Three directions.

Ying Zheng held the Tianwen Sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was facing the sky, standing in the center with the momentum of the sky, and as for Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, they were standing on both sides of Ying Zheng with their backs to each other, and the wooden sword and shark teeth in their hands were facing the ground.

Click!

A continuous sound sounded, it was the sound of the sword qi cutting through the wooden stake of the high platform.

At the same time as this voice sounded, a rag also floated down from the placket of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang's clothes.

What a spooky sword!

This is the common thought in the hearts of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang at this moment. What exactly is the problem that they haven't found?

……

East China Sea.

Mirage.

Chi Lian, who was standing behind Yue Yuan, asked a question at this moment, "What kind of person is Ying Zheng?" "After all, what you hear, what you hear, what you hear, and what you meet is not really what you know.

"Conceited!"

"Low self-esteem!"

"Confidence!"

"Love beauty, love the country even more!"

"Win the world, lose her man!"

"What about you, Yue Lang?"

"......" (To be continued.) )