The descendants of Guigu have always practiced two different internal skills.

The horizontal sword practice is connected with the horizontal heart method, and the vertical sword practice is combined with the vertical heart method, and the internal force of the vertical and horizontal cultivation is like brothers who are born in the same child, and they can clearly perceive each other's existence.

Feeling the fleeting breath, Weizhuang rushed to the north city of Xinzheng.

He had read a complete map of Xinzheng through Han Fei and noticed a watchtower in the northern city of Xinzheng.

Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended, can advance or retreat, can be vertical or horizontal, is the position of the whole Xinzheng City.

Sure enough, it is here, and only here, is the place where the heirs of the Upper Ghost Valley can reunite.

Wei Zhuang held the curved hilt of the sword, looking at the figure of the white cloth with the long sword, the excitement in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Senior brother."

"Xiao Zhuang."

Judging from the cold faces of the two of them who have not had any expressions for almost 10,000 years, the reunion of Guigu does not seem to have much joy. But whether it is the excitement in Wei Zhuang's eyes, or the slightly soft eyebrows of Gai Nie, it can be seen that this horizontal and vertical heart is not calm.

Choke!

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie drew their swords almost at the same time and fought on top of the watchtower.

Bursts of crisp sounds came from the top of this watchtower, sometimes crisp, sometimes dull, as if someone was beating the chimes on top of this watchtower for the reunion of the Ghost Valley.

The sound of the chimes seemed to intensify, as if it was about to reach the climax of the score, and two extreme sword intents also rose into the sky, as if pulling this area into a world where there were only swords.

One of the sword intents was calm and restrained, like a royal road swept by a great river, while the other sword qi was violent and ferocious, as if it was a domineering road rolling in with raging fire.

The sky-high sword intent volleyed into each other, and one after another orange sword qi and ice-blue sword qi poured out from the sharp swords in the hands of the two, as if they were venting the battle intent in the hearts of the two.

The confrontation of sword qi from the top floor of the watchtower to the bottom floor, as the two figures of black and white jumped up for the last time on this watchtower that had already become riddled under the bombardment of sword qi, and ended with the collision of the mastery of horizontal swordsmanship across all directions and the peerless hundred steps of swordsmanship, this watchtower also completely collapsed beside the two.

"You still like Tianshu's position so much, senior brother."

"The Heavenly Pivoter, the Heavenly Dao and the Human Gang, if you go against it, you will fail even if you succeed."

"Everything comes first, and the square portal, although it can be restored, is not its degree. Master's teachings, you have not neglected. ”

It's just that, I don't know if it's a coincidence or deliberately, one by one the fire sulfur stones shot into the sky under the command of Tang Qi, the master of the Seven Peerless Hall, illuminating this dark night into day.

The two figures, one black and one white, fluttered in their clothes under the strong wind, looking at the direction of the fire and sulfur stone piercing the sky and soaring into the sky, as if they had a feeling in their hearts.

"The common people are studied, and the world is sloppy."

"There are hundreds of schools, only I am the only one."

As the words of the two fell, the fire and sulfur stones also exploded in the air, sputtering bright lines of fire.

Well, the heirs of the Ghost Valley can not be written or not, but the cards cannot fall.

Maybe this generation of Guigu heirs, whether it is cultural and martial arts, is not as good as the previous Guigu heirs, but when it comes to cards...... It is definitely in line with the evaluation of "the most outstanding successor of the Ghost Valley in the past three hundred years".

In the distance, in Zilanxuan, looking at the northern city that was like daylight, the original watchtower turned into ruins, and the nearby magnates were also terrified.

Han Fei and Li Si glanced at each other, took a sip of Zilanxuan's specialty Cold Dew Orchid Brew, and couldn't help but think of that sentence.

"Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts", what he said is indeed true.

However, Han Fei was still hesitating about one thing.

He, the South Korean Sikou, should he lead the troops to arrest those two guys who blatantly destroyed military facilities and put them in the prison of the Sikoufu at this moment.

And at this moment, it is located in the Zhang Ji Mansion in Xinzheng Beicheng

Tonight the stars twinkled, there was not a trace of smoke in the sky, and the snow-white moonlight sprinkled on the courtyard full of petals and leaves, giving people a hazy and bewildering feeling.

The autumn wind was blowing, and a fallen leaf fell into the pond in the courtyard.

The golden leaves silently enter the water, stirring up a slight layer of water waves, disgusting layers of ripples on the surface of the water.

The ripples slowly dissipated, and a white figure was also reflected on the water.

Zhang Ji slowly walked across the small bridge on the pond and came to the front of the white figure.

It was a slender figure, dressed in white, covered in plain tent,

Untied hair. A white robe, covered with a plain canopy, with a sword at his waist, looked extremely simple, but if you looked closely, you could notice that the white cloth was embroidered with a light silver dragon pattern.

Noticing Zhang Ji's movements, the white-clothed figure also turned around slightly, his demeanor was elegant, his gods were extraordinary, revealing the aura of a hidden dragon.

The only pity is that the owner of this figure wears a silver mask that hides his face.

Zhang Ji looked at the familiar but unfamiliar figure, and there was a bit of excitement in his eyes.

Because, the person standing in front of him is Yingzheng, the current king of Qin, the future first emperor, and the first emperor of the ages!

Although Yingzheng at this moment does not look as domineering and arrogant as the later First Emperor, he is a little young and immature.

However, it is precisely because of this point of youth and immaturity that Yingzheng at this moment gives people a feeling as warm as sunshine, or more affinity.

Originally, he didn't think that Yingzheng would appear in his mansion, but after thinking about it, it was very reasonable.

Everyone knows that the place where Gai Nie, the chief swordsmanship teacher and guard of the King of Qin, appears, is likely to have the place where Yingzheng, the King of Qin, appears, so all the secret agents of the Six Kingdoms who hear the news of King Qin's departure from the palace will keep an eye on Gai Nie's traces.

And Zhang Ji's mansion is the safest place in the whole Xinzheng.

First of all, with Zhang Ji's mansion as the center, the radius of half a mile has long been swept away. Secondly, Zhang Ji's mansion not only gathered a large number of net killers, but also hundreds of Mo family god killing swordsmen, it can be said that there is no place safer than here.

And when Zhang Ji was looking at Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng was also looking at Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji's name is not unfamiliar to Yingzheng.

In other words, today, anyone who is literate and reads will not be unfamiliar with this name.

Because of the machine, the carrier of the text has changed, turning the bulky bamboo slips into thin, cheap and portable paper.

If Ying Zheng was still hesitating about whether to venture into South Korea and invite a Korean son to Qin, then after learning of Zhang Ji's existence, Ying Zheng completely strengthened his idea of coming to South Korea.

Ying Zheng slowly turned around, smiled slightly, and bowed to Zhang Ji.

"Mr. Zhang Ji, politics and God have been friends for a long time."

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(End of chapter)