The last obstacle to Qin's unification of the world was the Qi State, but at this time, the Qi State had long since lost the spirit of "nine princes, one Kuang world".

In the face of the menacing Qin army, the soldiers and horses of the Qi State were like weeds in the face of a typhoon, and there was no room for resistance at all.

This situation continued until the soldiers and horses of the Qin State fought to Linzi, the capital of the Qi State.

The momentum of the mighty Qin army is comparable to that of the mountains, bringing people an extreme sense of depression.

Hundreds of thousands of Qin troops lined up all the way, filling the entire wilderness outside Linzi City, and every neat step they took would cause the city to tremble, as if it were an earthquake; Every time they shouted in unison, it was like thunder, and it shook people's ears numbly.

However, it was such a Qin army that encountered a person who blocked them.

This is an old man with a white beard and vicissitudes of life, he wears an extremely simple coarse linen robe, and carries a giant sword in his hand.

At this time, the vanguard general Meng Tian rode to the front of the formation and asked loudly: "Who are you and why are you blocking the road here?" ”

"In the Lower Cao Qiu Road, just to block the eastward advance of the Qin army!"

The old man's words caused an uproar, who is Cao Qiudao? That's the sword saint of the world, Qi Guoji's school palace sacrificial wine, the world's first swordsman!

It is rumored that Cao Qiudao has not used a sword for decades, and almost no one in the world knows what realm his force has reached, only that it is very high, very high, and manpower is invincible!

"Juggernaut?!" There was surprise and joy in Meng Tian's words.

He was surprised that the Sword Saint Cao Qiudao would actually appear at this time, and the joy was that he was given the Juque Sword by Yingzheng because of his repeated military exploits, but he had never had the opportunity to use it.

"If you are a sword master, eat me with a sword!" Meng Tian, who was extremely excited, pulled out his own giant sword, the wide body of the sword caused a huge weight, and it was difficult for ordinary soldiers to even pick it up, only to see Meng Tian actually grab the hilt with one hand and pull the sword out of the scabbard.

"Boom!" At the same time, there was a buzz and a string of sparks.

"Dang!" Meng Tian first pointed out the bronze scabbard and shot straight at Cao Qiudao.

Cao Qiudao didn't look at it, holding his saber motionless in his left hand, and pulling his right hand at the scabbard that shot at him, the scabbard flew somewhere.

Seeing the other party's hand, Meng Tian's eyes lit up, "Okay!" Take me a sword! ”

The heavy giant sword was raised high by Meng Tian, and his whole body borrowed from his horse, and the whole horse couldn't stand his strength and knelt down.

Although the sword that jumped in the air and slashed from top to bottom had mediocre moves, it had undergone a qualitative change after adding Meng Tian's strength, speed, and skill.

Just like a top-notch artist, even the most ordinary objects have their own unique charm, which is a great coincidence.

Although Meng Tian's sword moves are simple, it has an indescribable momentum, and a sword cut down is not only accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, but also like a mountain under negative pressure, giving people a feeling that it is difficult to dodge and unstoppable.

Extremely rare, Cao Qiudao actually showed a hint of appreciation, "This is still a bit interesting!" ”

Although he praised Meng Tian, he still didn't draw his sword, but just stabbed at Meng Tian with his right hand and sword point.

Meng Tian's eyes suddenly only left this pair of sword fingers, and his momentum as thick as a mountain was pierced by the other party as if nothing was at this time.

"Poof!"

The sword finger lightly touched Meng Tian's shoulder, and he was immediately hit hard, and he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand.

Although there was only a little Yin Hong on his shoulder, an indelible sword aura unceremoniously wreaked havoc in his body.

"Ho ho ho ......" Meng Tian stared at Cao Qiudao deadly, his mouth open as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make some unclear sounds.

"General Meng!" The adjutant general in the rear hurriedly rescued Meng Tian back into the army, and during this period of time, Cao Qiudao had just stood there quietly, without any movement.

After rescuing Meng Tian, everyone knew that the legendary sword saint in front of them was indeed unfathomable, so with an order, the Qin army's military formation changed, and the strong crossbowmen in the rear were ready to shoot.

The Qin State has the first arrow array in the world, and when attacking the countries, there are many times, just one round of arrow array, and the opponent's city is completely destroyed, which shows the power of the arrow array.

"Ready, put!"

With an order, a dense array of arrows formed an arrow array that was denser than rain and shot towards Cao Qiudao in front.

Meng Tian lay in the middle of the army in a cold sweat, he tried to stop the soldiers from shooting, but unfortunately he was speechless now.

Looking at the arrows that covered the sky and the sun, Cao Qiudao's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of coldness.

Finally, for the first time, he grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and slowly drew the sword.

What kind of sword is this, the sword body is covered with scars, it looks like it is crumbling, and it will be broken with a light blow, this is Cao Qiudao's saber - the sword of the sword!

The sword is ordinary, and it is its first master who makes this sword a famous sword in the world, how can the sword of the sword master be ordinary? Even if it's an ordinary sword, as long as it keeps winning, it's a divine sword!

The sword saint Cao Qiudao has achieved this world-famous sword with his undefeated reputation for decades.

When the sword is unsheathed, no one will think that this is a show, after all, the prestige of the Sword Saint has been sung in the world for decades, but no one expected that the Sword Saint's sword would be so terrifying.

"Buzz ......"

"Buzz ......"

The humming sound of different voices, long or short, began to appear, and from the moment Cao Qiudao drew his sword, all the weapons on this battlefield began to tremble.

As his sword was drawn, a thick sword aura instantly penetrated the entire battlefield, and as long as there were people present who were wearing swords, all their weapons flew out and landed on Cao Qiudao's side.

After the sword came other weapons, spears, lances, hammers, halberds, steel whips, giant axes, all of which were carried away from their master's side by a dark force and came to Cao Qiudao's surroundings.

The array of arrows falling from the sky was no longer indiscriminate shooting, one arrow after another flew according to a special trajectory, and they were all over the land around Cao Qiudao for several miles, but none of the arrows hit him.

All the weapons were bent and humming under his feet, as if they were worshipping the king of the hundred soldiers of this world.

Looking at the many weapons that surrounded Cao Qiudao's three layers and three outer layers, everyone's faces were not good-looking, their hundreds of thousands of troops were actually blocked by one person, and they couldn't advance an inch at all!