Qin Ziying abandoned the sword, carried the heavenly thunder with his body alone, let the sword spirit gushing out of the sword blade ignore it, stretched out two fingers forward, and used the simplest and most direct blow in the way of the sword, using the fingers as the sword, like a human sword in one, stabbing at the ushered King of Chu.

With the immensity of heaven and earth, the palm slammed into Qin Ziying's purest sword.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the gate of the imperial capital, which had been devastated by the war, was suddenly shaken open, and the boulders flew out in all directions, hitting the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting outside the city gate, and the screams followed.

"Is this your backhand? "King Chu said.

The left shoulder of the King of Chu was turned into a sword blade by Qin Ziying's two fingers that pierced a small wound, and blood flowed out.

And his palm hit Qin Ziying's chest firmly, only to hear the sound of a broken bone, Qin Ziying spit out a mouthful of blood, and his lips trembled slightly. His body had already been broken by the King of Chu's palm, and he didn't take any advantage.

After striking this terrible blow, the two of them retreated one after another, and the King of Chu took a few steps back and stood still, his face was even paler, and his body was a little weak, not as tall and mighty as just now. And Qin Ziying was directly knocked away by his palm dozens of steps away. It fell heavily into the wreckage of the ruins in the distance, raising up a cloud of gray dust.

"There are very few people in the world who can take my palm, and I relied on it to kill my own brother and take the throne of Chu. Now, the heavens are about to die, and the people are struggling to make a living, but the retribution that God has given me?" King Chu looked at Qin Ziying in the distance and muttered.

Qin Ziying struggled to get up from the dust, struggled to prop himself up, blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth, and said: "The Chu State has no territory anymore, so it will leave an empty city in the imperial capital, and the 300,000 Chu troops will almost be wiped out, even if our Qin army can't enter the city, there will naturally be other armies coming here." ”

He raised his head, looked at the King of Chu, the corners of his mouth raised, and said: "I came from the north, and there are countless soldiers of the Chu State who died under my sword, and there is no longer the territory of the Chu State north of the Yangtze River, and the strength of the Seven Kingdoms is not far from the capital, you can repel me, but the Chu army has been destroyed, how long can you hold it alone?"

When King Chu heard this, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Heaven is going to kill me. He said lightly.

Qin Ziying kicked forward, and instantly rushed a few zhang away, and the sword lay quietly on the ground. When Qin Ziying passed by it, he picked up the sword with one hand, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and several long sword blades cracked out in the air.

"Since your one-word decision has restrained my sword spirit, then I will use the most primitive sword path to slash you!" Qin Ziying slashed his arms in the air, and the blade formed a miserable white arc, like a dancer dancing with loose sleeves in the court.

Qin Ziying has spent a lot of energy and suffered a lot of injuries during this period of continuous fighting, but he still has an unexpected recovery ability, and he can immediately burst out with terrifying combat power, but in the eyes of the King of Chu, these are like the end of a strong crossbow.

Swish!

Qin Ziying's figure swept towards the King of Chu, and an afterimage was pulled out behind him.

The King of Chu waved his sleeves slightly, and the air formed a huge and invisible shield with his movements, standing in front of him.

Qin Ziying's sword was only three steps away from King Chu's body, and he couldn't move an inch forward.

The King of Chu took out his palm again, and a powerful and heavy force gushed out and hit Qin Ziying's body hard. He floated backwards like a feather blown by a strong wind, and slammed into the wall of a house farther away, making an echo. A crack cracked in the wall, and Qin Ziying coughed in embarrassment, and the bones on his body were almost intact.

"You may be able to fight me in your strongest state, but you will not be able to fight for a long time, and you are not my opponent now. King Chu took a step forward, "You alone are like passing five levels and killing six generals, challenging the strength of Great Chu, whimsical." ”

Qin Ziying tried his best to straighten his body, but the sharp pain from his body made it very difficult for him to even stand. His fair face was covered with blood and dust, and his white robe was cut to pieces, and most of his body was stained with blood, like a down-and-out dying man.

He plunged his sword into the ground, propped up his upper body, looked at the King of Chu with his eyes, and weakly had no strength to argue, but said: "My sword can fight all things in the world, and can refer to the sky and stars, why can't I destroy you?"

Behind him was the gate of the imperial capital, which had become a crippled cliff, and outside the gate were more than a dozen high-headed Qin troops. They looked at this place with vigilant and anxious eyes, but without Qin Ziying's order, no one dared to act rashly.

The king of Chu raised his head and looked around, the houses that had been washed away by the huge impact, the waste rocks and scorched gravel everywhere, the corpses of the Chu army all over the place, and the towering city gate no longer existed.

He knew that Great Chu had died, millions of civilians had been displaced, the 300,000 Chu army had been wiped out, a large area of territory had become a battlefield, and only one of the last isolated cities, the imperial capital, remained.

Whew!

Hundreds of arrow feathers fired in a volley, and the sight of the King of Chu was covered with dense arrow blades. A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the thick silk air quickly gathered in front of him. The arrow feathers were blown down by the wind like straw, and they lost any lethality and fell around.

Qin Ziying looked at him and understood that this was a temptation of the Qin army behind him, at this time, even if there was only one person in the King of Chu, he could block the attack of thousands of Qin troops behind him, and only he could pose a threat to the King of Chu. But now he was seriously injured by the two palms of the King of Chu, and it was difficult to even move, let alone lift a sword to hurt people.

The King of Chu looked at Qin Ziying, who was struggling to get up, and a heavy voice came: "I can discuss with you." ”

"Discuss, how to discuss?" Qin Ziying stood up, endured the severe pain on his body, broke out in a cold sweat, and still said in a flat tone.

"If you let my crown prince leave, I will no longer stop you, and you can leave with the national seal of my Great Chu. As for the future, I don't want to worry about it anymore. King Chu said lightly, his voice slightly tired.

He looked up at the sky that was almost dusk, and a faint yellow sunset rendered the west, as if to indicate something.

"The current Da Chu is like fat on the board, everyone eats it, and I really can't undo it alone. I just want to keep the last dragon vein of Great Chu. King Chu closed his eyes, feeling much older all of a sudden, and his figure was already tired.

Qin Ziying was shocked when she heard this.

With the national seal of the state of Chu, you can announce the demise of the state of Chu to the world, and the state of Qin can be the first country to break through the capital of the state of Chu, and the territory divided after the end of the war is also the most, and it is also a declaration of the national prestige of the state of Qin, and Qin Ziying will also be the first general to break the city and destroy the country, and will remain in the annals of history forever, and its effect is immeasurable.

If he doesn't, he is no longer the opponent of the King of Chu, even if he can get away with it, the later armies of several countries will break through the capital, and the efforts he made some time ago, the sacrificed Qin soldiers will also fall short. Such a credit must be deserved.

If the bloodline of the Chu State was safely released, wouldn't it be ...... Treason will also become the enemy of the whole world.

Qin Ziying's mind was calculating quickly, and after a while, he raised his head, revealing a determined look in his eyes.

"I promise you. ”

Gangnam.

Hanzhou.

The town of Passenger Bridge.

The water town in the south of the Yangtze River is criss-crossed by rivers. As far as the eye can see, dozens of criss-crossing waterways are laid out on the town, and the Wupeng boats with Jiangnan characteristics are waddling and scraping on the waterways. Under the bridges on both sides of the river, there are piles of garbage in the east and west, which smell bad, and there are simple sheds built by beggars and homeless people next to the garbage. At the head of the bridge, a girl in plain clothes walks on the bluestone slab, no matter what the weather, the bluestone road on the bridge is always wet, and the potholed road surface accumulates a circle of stagnant water, reflecting a pale and vermilion sky.

The streets of Keqiao Town always seem noisy and crowded, and the merchants' flat shoulders are placed along the street, and the shops on both sides will sell oil-paper umbrellas, strokes, and silk along the storefront, attracting piles of scholars and girls to stop. The sound of bargaining and selling came and went. The merchants of the south knew how to attract customers, and the wrinkled women had the word shrewd written in their eyes. Looking from the bridge, the parasols outside the shops bloom like lotus flowers, and the flow of people under the lotus flowers is very lively.

A man with unkempt hair was sitting on the steps at the end of the alley behind the house, knocking melon seeds. He wore the standard short coat, blue cloth trousers, and a pair of tattered straw sandals, like a miscellaneous servant who could not be found in the crowd.

A carriage squeezed through the crowd, and the driver impatiently waved his whip to clear a way out of the crowd. The decoration of the carriage is slightly ordinary, and the vermilion window frame is covered with a silk cloth, revealing a faint figure.

The coachman drove the carriage to a halt in a small alley, and the man sat down beside the alley, raising his eyelids to look at the carriage in front of him.

The coachman did not squint, the long curtain behind him was slowly lifted, and a man in official uniform got out of the carriage.

The man looked at him, slightly surprised, and said, "Personally?"

His tone seemed to be greeting an acquaintance he had known for a long time, and the man in official uniform came to his side, patted the dust on his sleeve, and responded: "Well, the king of Chu has been defeated." ”

His tone was as flat as if he was talking about the shortcomings of his parents, and the man who knocked on the melon seeds frowned slightly and asked, "That'...... What about the crown prince of Chu?

The man in the official uniform shook his head.

"What does that mean, we don't have to stay here?" the man asked, puzzled, "Are we going to be back in the Heavenly Pavilion?"

A faint smile appeared on the face of the man in the official uniform, but he still shook his head and remained silent.

"Then why did you get here?

The man in the official uniform smiled even more when he heard his words. He straightened his clothes and smiled gently at him, "I am." ”

I am, the crown prince of Chu State, Chu Mo.

The man in front of him widened his eyes in horror, and he forgot to spit out the melon seed shell, which was on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, the carriage began to move.

The wheels creak as they drive across the bumpy bluestone road. The driver still impatiently chased away the pedestrians as if nothing had happened.

It may be a long time before someone discovers that there are imperceptible traces of blood on the bluestone steps next to that small alley.

The carriage drove past the academy, and the childish chanting became farther and farther away.

The carriage drove past the rouge shop, and the sharp bargaining of the proprietress became farther and farther away.

The carriage drove through the crowd, and the laughter of several girls with oil-paper umbrellas grew farther and farther away.

In the carriage, Chu Mo lightly wiped the blood on his hands, the expression on his face was always gentle and indifferent as always, and there were a few immature freckles on his cheeks, which looked simple and harmless to humans and animals.

"The war is finally over. Chu Mo said in a low voice.

The coachman heard his voice and asked inside, "Boy, what are you going to do next?"

"Go find my royal brother. Chu Mo said, "Then, like my father, kill him." ”

An imperceptible killing intent flashed in his pupils, and the coachman seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time, and said loudly: "But Gongzi, I heard that Ye Buliu stopped on the way of the carriage, he may ......"

"He's not important. Chu Mo said, "I just want to find Han Luyao." ”

This bland sentence seemed to stop the coachman's mouth at once, and he stopped talking.

Chu Mo's expression was still so flat, and he continued: "He doesn't deserve to let Lu Yao go to die for him, I want my father to die, and no one can stop me from being with her." ”

As he spoke, he leaned on his back, closed his eyes, and said: "After the death of my father, it is estimated that my mother will not be able to escape death, so she will be buried with her father, and as for the others, it doesn't matter." But the national teacher will not give up on the imperial brother like this, I have a hunch. ”

Suddenly, his eyes opened.

"He must not be dead, he is still alive. ”

The carriage slowly moved out of the street, and the afterglow of the setting sun began to shine on the city, casting a gentle light on the pavilions and pavilions, and the shadows of passers-by and carriages were stretched. Everyone began to enjoy the lazy twilight, and no one cared about the war, the destruction, and the rebirth at this moment.