The wait is always long.

During this period, Ling Mo sent back a very interesting piece of information to Ling Tian, those Baiyue refugees had arrived in Xinzheng City.

Because of the recent Tianze riots, when these Baiyue people first arrived in Xinzheng City, they were arrested by Ji Wuye and put in the prison, and Tianze was very angry about this, and killed the Korean prince to retaliate.

This has made South Korea's encirclement and suppression of them more stringent.

It wasn't until a few weeks later that the envoy of Qin, Li Si, sent an envoy to Korea, along with tens of thousands of soldiers on the border of Qin.

At the imperial court, Li Si gave the king of Han a limit of fifteen days, and if the murderer of the Qin envoy was not caught when the deadline expired, the iron hooves of Great Qin would crush the territory of Korea.

This is undoubtedly a threat.

In the face of the powerful Qin State, although King Han was angry, he did not dare to attack at all.

In Xinzheng City, inside Zilanxuan, Ling Tian sat in a box on the second floor, looking at the courtyard outside through the window.

The courtyard was very large, at least not completely from Ling Tian's angle, he looked in a certain direction of the courtyard, as if he wanted to see something through the dense vegetation and buildings.

It was a very peaceful afternoon, but the aura of slaughter filled the entire Zilanxuan.

"Childe, I've got you the orchid stuff."

The box door behind him slowly opened, and a slender figure walked in from the door, exuding the unique fragrance of orchid brew in the wine jug on the tray in his hand.

"Did the net send you to kill me...... Xuan Qian. ”

Ling Tian turned his head slightly, looking at Lang Yu who had just pushed the door in, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

Is it illusion again......

Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the pretty beauty in front of him gradually disappeared, revealing a young man with a cold complexion.

"What do you mean by Childe's words, could it be that in this Zilan Xuan, someone wants to assassinate Childe?"

The man's voice was very soft, like a woman, which inevitably made people feel disgusted, Ling Tian looked at Xuan Jian coldly, he knew very well that Xuan Jian was not acting.

He really thinks of himself as a jade.

"Looks like Langyu is dead."

Ling Tian sighed, and a long narrow Tang knife was pulled out of his hand and pointed at Xuan Jian in Ling Tian's hand.

"Heaven and earth are absolutely destroyed, the charm and the ghost, the eight swords of the king of Yue, the black and white Xuanjian...... The so-called Tianzi-level killer, let me see your strength. Standing up from the windowsill, Ling Tian's voice was calm, but it made the man in front of him tremble.

Heaven damn it,

Black and White Xuanjian ......

Such a familiar name.

He seemed to remember that many years ago, someone had called him that.

He remembered that he was Xuan Qian, the dead Xuan Qian.

"Your knife, it's good."

Xuan Jian stared at Ling Tian, his voice gradually became normal, and in his two hands, out of nowhere, two long swords were drawn, one black and one white, exuding a strong aura of slaughter.

These two swords, which have accompanied him for many years, killed a total of 290 people, some for revenge, some for revenge.

Whether it is to repay the favor or revenge, the blood of these people has been left on the sword, and the strong smell of blood has long been dissipated.

"I have no enmity with you, but in order to repay the rebirth of the net, I ask you to die by my sword."

Xuan Jian walked towards Ling Tian, his arms hanging down, his sword blade plowing two deep ravines on the floor of the room, and with his steps, there seemed to be flames burning from the room.

"If you want my life, you are not qualified."

With a chuckle, Ling Tian slowly pulled out the Tang Dao, and inexplicable emotions came out of the knife, causing a bad feeling to rise in Xuan Qian's heart.

The moment he drew his knife, Xuan Qian's footsteps suddenly accelerated, and his body rushed in front of Ling Tian like an aurora, and with the two sharp sword lights, the three sharp weapons were instantly intertwined.

'Boom!! ’

A crisp sound sounded between the two, and the next moment, Xuan Qian's body slid backwards, blood flowing from the tiger's mouth.

A few drops of blood splattered onto the Tang knife in Ling Tian's hand, the blade trembled slightly, and blood slid down from the tip of the blade.

"Pretty good strength."

The corners of Ling Tian's mouth hooked slightly, his body disappeared in place, Xuan Qian's face was serious, and he watched Ling Tian's movements closely, but even if he had been prepared, Ling Tian's speed still made him a little unable to reflect.

The feeling of extreme danger came from his side, and Xuan Jian subconsciously raised his double swords, and a huge force came from his hands.

With a mournful roar, the twin swords were disconnected from the middle, but how could mortal iron stop the dragon slaying soldiers.

'Bang! ’

At the last moment, Xuan Jian rushed out of the roof, and a round of blood moon rose from behind, the clear and clear sky, under the power of this round of blood moon, it turned blood red in an instant.

"It's a very good move, but unfortunately, the difference between you and my realm is too big, and you are not my opponent." Ling Tian jumped out of Zilan Xuan and looked at Xuan Jian who was holding two broken swords in the distance, the situation here had already attracted the attention of the city guards, and a group of soldiers were rushing towards this side.

Xuan Jian narrowed his eyes, and the blood-red sword qi around his body was vertical and horizontal, forming a huge sword net, and in the face of Ling Tian who was chasing, he did not escape.

Six figures emerged from the surroundings and stood with Xuan Qian.

True rigidity, broken water, chaos, spirits, turning spirits, destroying souls.

A top-notch famous sword with a bold momentum, held in the hands of the six people, Ling Tian looked at the six people, the smile on his face became more and more dangerous.

Six Sword Slaves,

Sure enough, it wasn't just Xuan Jian who was sent by Luo Wang.

"Ying Zheng has already sensed the danger, and he helped me solve this side first, this person is very strong." Xuan Qian's tone was brief, and the six sword slaves bowed slightly, without saying a word, they rushed towards Ling Tian with their swords.

The six of them were like one, blocking all the space around Ling Tian, and with Xuan Qian, this lineup almost represented the strongest force in the net.

A sneer hung on the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, and the extremely compressed flames covered the Tang Dao, and the sword shadow was heavy, passing over the bodies of the Six Sword Slaves and Xuan Qian.

Faced with a force that was several times stronger than before, the Six Sword Slaves and Xuan Jian barely had a chance to react, blood gushed from their throats, and the broken long sword fell on the roof.

Xuan Jian clutched his throat, blood running down his fingers, and in their eyes that were about to lose consciousness, there was an incredible look.

It was only at this time that it dawned on him that when he was fighting him, Ling Tian had hidden his strength, and the purpose was to lure out the net killer hidden in the shadows, and then catch them all!

These top killers, at the beginning, fell into the trap carefully laid by the other party and became the prey.

The prompt sound of the system sounded in his mind, Ling Tian looked at the army that was surging in the distance, grinned, and disappeared from the roof.

The flames raged, and Zilanxuan and the nearby buildings turned into flames.

Panicked civilians ran through the streets, and the entire city of Xinzheng was in chaos.

Not long after Ling Tian left, a red figure walked out of the shadows, and the Blood-clothed Hou looked at the direction Ling Tian left, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.