Rumble!

Before he died, Wang Mang swung out the most powerful knife in his life, ignoring the oncoming sword, but directly hitting Qin Ziying's face, and then, his flesh, which was far tougher than ordinary people, was pierced by a sword, and the whole person was blown into blood foam by the swarming sword spirit.

Qin Ziying's figure in the dust shook a few times, but still stood under the walls of the imperial capital. His face was stained with blood and dust, and a trace of blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth. Wang Mang's last knife was the most powerful slash in his life, hitting Qin Ziying's face directly, and then turned into dust.

Qin Ziying felt that he was not lightly injured, mainly because the sleepless battle a few days ago consumed a lot of his energy, and he also wanted to fight quickly in this battle, so he didn't do any defense, so he would let that slash hurt him. But it doesn't hurt, the strongest swordsman in the Chu State has died under his sword, who else can stop him from stepping into the gate of the imperial capital of the Chu State?

The Qin cavalry had already swept away the surrounding battlefield, and only a few waves of troops were still resisting stubbornly, and it would not be long before these remnants would be swept away.

Under the hooves of Qin Rider, the blood flowed like a river.

The soldiers came to the city, and the corpses were everywhere.

Qin Ziying raised his head and looked at the gate of the imperial capital, where the huge vermilion plaque was like a hideous bloody mouth, with several feather arrows stuck in it. The gate of the imperial capital, which was once beautiful, was trampled by the Qin army.

The whole world is fighting Chu, even if your Chu country is strong, how can you still compete with the whole world?

The sky is going to die. Qin Ziying thought silently, a cruel light bursting out of his eyes.

"Master Guoshi!" a panicked voice came.

"Hmm, what are you doing?" said the national teacher hoarsely in the dimly lit room with his back to the door.

A young man in Tsing Yi anxiously rushed into the door, ignoring the salute, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Guoshi...... Qin Ziying...... Qin Ziying has gone down to the city gate!"

The national teacher asked unhurriedly, "Qin Ziying, who is it?"

The little guy gasped, and there was still an eager look on his face: "Qin Ziying...... The second swordsman in the world swordsmen! With the army of 2,000 Qin States, he went to the city gate!"

The national teacher turned around and restrained his body, and his old body looked even thinner. His house, like his people, was dilapidated, old, and covered with traces of time.

There were no lights in the house, no sunlight from the outside world shone in, and the furnishings were barely visible in the room. But you can vaguely see how simple the house is, and the walls are covered with dust, just like the dwellings of poor people in the suburbs, and it does not correspond to his identity.

The national teacher still ignored the little guy, as if discussing a common thing, and said, "The second on the swordsman list......?" It's a little interesting, but it's not the first, what's the panic?"

The little girl looked at the national teacher in a daze, no longer moving, and the anxious tears in his eyes ran down his cheeks and left unconsciously.

"It's still early in the state of Chu, the rise and fall of the underworld are all destined by heaven, how can you and I and other mortals be able to spy on one or two? These things are not variables, resigned to fate does not mean that you give up on yourself, but follow the sky and do the way for the sky, you will understand these in the future. The national teacher walked slowly to the corner of the house, as if he was about to fall down at any moment, and the little servant hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"We are not people like the King of Chu, who is anxious and wants to make meritorious contributions, but in fact, he is playing with the people of the entire Chu country. Is there any country and country, is the country and the land conquered by people? That is destined by God!" The more the national teacher spoke, the more his voice trembled, as if something was blocked in his throat, he inhaled hard, and then spit it out with great effort.

"Thinking about playing tricks under the nose of the sky is actually in vain. It's better to spill blood on the ground. The national teacher found a chair to make it down, staring at the door with hazy eyes, and the wrinkles on his face wriggled like worms.

The little guy didn't understand the words of the national teacher, and he also knew that the national teacher would usually mumble, and he didn't delve into the meaning of the words, but just asked, "Then sir, what should I do now?"

"Everything is subject to change. The variable given by God to the state of Chu is the son of the king of Chu. The national teacher smiled weakly.

The little guy looked at the national teacher, a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask.

The national teacher stared blankly at the air in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he pointed forward tremblingly, as if he was looking at something.

"Look, Chu Liusheng, Ye Buliu, one stays, one doesn't stay, isn't it interesting?"

Suddenly, the national teacher's expression froze, and he said seriously: "However, it's not so easy to stay, you always have to pay a price, just take it as if you are paying off his father's debts." ”

"That'...... The prince has already left the city, and this variable can't stop Qin Ziying. The little guy said.

The light in the eyes of the national teacher dimmed again, he shook his head tiredly, and said, "Don't panic, we are not the stupid big man of King Chu, what do we have to do with this?"

Outside the walls of the imperial capital, the sound of killing shook the sky.

The Qin cavalry brandished the sabers and spears in their hands, stepped on countless corpses piled together, and rushed towards the city wall.

Thousands of cavalry charged together, and the sound of horses' hooves rumbled, as if the sky was thundering, and it was unstoppable.

"I, a boy of the Chu country, defend the family and defend the country, and swear not to surrender! My Chu family army is powerful in the world, where will I be afraid of some little Qin people! Brothers!"

The city gate was wide open, the smoke and dust inside were heavy, and layers of figures rode out of the city on war horses, and the morale was high.

This is the well-known Praetorian Guard in the territory of Chu State, and it is the Chu family army left over from the Southern and Northern Wars of Chu State. They are also the last hole card of the Chu State's troops.

The leader of the Chu family army was the person who shouted those words just now, he was carrying a spear, the gun exuded a terrifying light, and the horse under his crotch also rushed forward as if he was desperate, and the whole person was bathed in the sunset and smoke and dust, like the god of war, and a sense of oppression came to his face.

The seventh on the list of the world's gun kings, Chen Chen.

Qin Ziying looked at Chen Chen in front of him, and the rows of teams behind him, even at the moment when the soldiers were in the city, the combat effectiveness of this team still looked extremely strong. Qin Ziying's eyes narrowed, his murderous aura grew, and he clenched the sword in his hand. He was just stabbed by Wang Mang, and the strong body he had cultivated through decades of sword training was still exhausted.

"The Qin army listened to the order and entered Chu City, leaving no room alive. ”

"Yes!"

Qin Ziying gave an order, and the Qin army behind him rushed forward one after another, murderous.

What he wants now is to capture Chu City as quickly as possible, at all costs. The front was consumed too much, and now he does not allow any mistakes. The nearest reinforcements are also a few mountains away, and he is basically fighting alone now, all the way here, if there is any difference to save Chu City, the battle ahead will be in vain.

After all, the state of Chu is a century-old country, and its ability to recover is astonishing.

Qin Ziying now has to fight without any interference, and use the fastest speed to get rid of all the stones that stand in his way.

A resolute look flashed in Chen Chen's eyes in the distance, he raised his gun forward, aimed the spear at Qin Ziying, and said, "Come, fight with me." ”

Qin Ziying smiled coldly, and the sword in his hand flashed with his figure, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes like a ghost.

Brush!

The next moment, he appeared in front of Chen Chen's horse, and a sword slashed upward, crisply and neatly, and before the dust settled, a blood stain splashed out.

It's too fast. Chen Chen said secretly, flicked the tail of the gun with both hands, and hit Qin Ziying, and at the same time, the whole person flew backwards to avoid Qin Ziying's deadly blade.

Murderous.

Is this the killing intent of the second swordsman in the world? Chen Chen landed on the ground, stabilized his figure, took a step back with his gun, and the spear forward, a strong aura dispersed, and the dust on the ground was lifted in bursts.

A line of blood appeared on the neck of the war horse under his crotch, and then the horse's head fell to the ground with a bang.

"Sharpshooter? The teacher Zhao Long has learned a little bit of fur. Qin Ziying stood ten steps in front of him and said lightly, like an indifferent literati. But Chen Chen knew that beneath his seemingly elegant exterior was a terrifying bloodthirsty heart.

Chen Chen didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and continued to lower his figure, posing in a standard spear-like move.

Qin Ziying took a step forward.

Heaven and earth seemed to be transformed, and the air between them seemed to begin to be disordered.

The gun in Chen Chen's hand began to be dazzled into the air with his movements, constantly making a dull sound of blows. After a single blow, a figure will stop in the air for a moment, almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

The clash of countless sword qi and spears, Chen Chen felt more and more difficult, Qin Ziying's speed was getting faster and faster, he could only keep defending passively, and it was impossible to seize the slightest flaw in him and turn defense into offense.

The attack moves represented by the Divine Spear Style could not be used at all, and Chen Chen had to fall behind from the beginning.

"That's enough!" Qin Ziying said coldly. His sword struck from an extremely tricky angle, and Chen Chen had to withdraw his gun to block in front of him.

Spear Style! The spear is like a dragon! Chen Chen stabbed the air in front of him at the moment of parrying. A moment later, Qin Ziying's figure appeared in front of the spear, the tip of the spear facing his shoulder.

"Awesome. Qin Ziying lowered his head, looked at the tip of the gun against his shoulder, and said, "I admit that I was too anxious, there are not many people in this world who can hurt me, you are one." ”

Chen Chen exerted his strength slightly, but the tip of the spear could not enter Qin Ziying's flesh and skin for an inch.

"You should be grateful to Wang Mang, if it weren't for his knife, I wouldn't be so slow. Qin Ziying looked at Chen Chen coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Qin thief, rest rampant in my land of Great Chu!" Chen Chen slammed his gun back and took a pose.

Shoot the king!

Phew. Qin Ziying slashed across the ground with a sword, and dust flew up, enveloping his body.

With a shot of infinite combat power, Chen Chen stabbed forward violently, passing through Qin Ziying's figure, and the huge impact force suddenly penetrated the body of a Qin soldier behind him.

A sharp grinding sound was heard. Qin Ziying's sword slashed through the spear in Chen Chen's hand, piercing him straight in front of the door. Chen Chen swung his spear and hurriedly retreated a few steps, the sharp sword intent slashing across his face, leaving a long blood mark.

It's not over yet. Qin Ziying's figure swept by, turned into three afterimages, appeared around Chen Chen, three sword blades slashed, Chen Chen was shocked, brandished the spear and spun around his body, as if cutting through the air around him, the heavy spear drove the airflow around him, like a hurricane around him.

Offense is defense, absolute defense in the sharpshooter.

Boom. Qin Ziying's three figures rushed wildly around Chen Chen, and the sword qi was as gentle as a few gusts of spring breeze, but it hid infinite killing intent instead.

A blood mark crossed, and a sword mark appeared on Chen Chen's face.

His eyes were more focused, showing various moves of the spear style to resist, step by step, but under Qin Ziying's speed, he could only keep retreating.

Swords and spears staggered in the air, flashing a piercing buzz. The movements of the two gradually become lighter, like two intertwined dancers.

Suddenly, Qin Ziying's movements suddenly became more intense, one action was cast, but the sword blade attacked from three angles, Chen Chen had no way to retreat, plus he was also a little physically exhausted, he turned the gun sideways, and forcibly blocked Qin Ziying's sword, and the remaining two sword blades attacked from his left and right.

Chen Chen's arms snapped in response, and blood spurted out.

Chen Chen howled, his arms still clutching the gun, and he fell to the ground.

Qin Ziying flashed past Chen Chen, and with a seemingly random slash of the sword in his hand, Chen Chen lost his voice.

In a moment, his head also detached from his neck and fell to the ground.

"I can't help myself. Qin Ziying said lightly. His words are full of pride, contempt, and arrogance.

There were only a few dozen Chu troops in front of him who were still resisting, and in front of him were like fish on a board.

The remaining Chu army also burst out with the last strong combat power, so that the Qin army did not dare to get close, but several people actually rushed in front of Qin Ziying, raised the spear and saber in their hands, and killed him. However, these struggles were really nothing to Qin Ziying, he only needed to dodge lightly to easily dodge. And after dodging, Qin Ziying didn't fight back, but just walked towards the open gate of Chu State step by step.

Dozens of feathered arrows came at him from the city walls, and none of them could hurt him in the slightest.

Qin Ziying raised his head, and in front of him were several defeated generals who were more or less wounded, holding the weapons in their hands, looking at him with frightened eyes, and their steps unconsciously retreated.

Chu State, I'm finally here.