The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 153 The Madman
The ground in the palace is paved with blue bricks, and the corridor courtyard is made of gold bricks.

This gold brick is not real gold, because the process is cumbersome and the cost is high. In this era, it is said that one such brick needs to cost one gold brick, and the price is too expensive, so it is also called gold brick.

The side hall of Xianyang Palace is the residence of the emperor.

At this moment, the candles were brightly lit in the side hall, and Ying Zheng was sitting in front of the case, reviewing the memorial. The young man stood with his sword and his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the candlelight in the side hall swayed automatically without wind.

Immediately, an indescribable aura enveloped him, Ying Zheng's face was startled suddenly, his brows were wrinkled, and his pen and ink paused.

The young man with the sword opened his eyes suddenly, his left hand was already holding the hilt of the sword, and his figure flashed, standing in the center of the side hall, his eyes were full of horror.

The people have not arrived, but the momentum has arrived!

The light rain was drizzling, the night was dark, and there was the sound of gentle footsteps, the door of the side hall was slowly opened, and a figure shrouded in a black cloak greeted the eyes.

In the autumn wind, the cloak fluttered with the wind, and his gaze slightly raised, leaped over the young man, and landed on Ying Zheng who was sitting in front of the desk.

All of a sudden, Ying Zheng took a deep breath, with a light on his back, looking at the figure at the door who couldn't see his true face clearly, calmly, and said in a cold tone, "Who is here?"

"The Promise."

As the clear and clear pronunciation fell, Qingxuan's figure flitted out like a ghost.

The pupils of the young man with the sword shrank suddenly, and the sword around his waist was unsheathed in an instant, and the cold light shot out, like a sharp divine sword, exuding a fierce and sharp aura around him, the long sword was flying across the sky, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal .

"Yan."

In the next second, the young man's face froze, and his sword eyebrows frowned into a Sichuan character. At some point, two slender, white fingers protruded from the black robe, and they held the sharp blade in their hands. , as solid as a rock.

"The reaction speed is good, but unfortunately, after all, it is too tender."

As soon as the clear pronunciation of the words fell, a terrifying energy came from the hilt of the sword, and the energy overflowed. The young man's body was like a shell fired from the chamber, flying backwards with lightning speed.

"court death!"

At the moment when the young man flew upside down, in the dark corner of the side hall, figures lingering in eight evil spirits flitted out from all directions, black smoke from iron chains, and flying knives and long swords flitted towards Qingxuan at the same time.

Eight Linglong.

According to legend, Ba Linglong is the top assassin group in Qin State. As the name suggests, it is composed of eight people with different martial arts, appearance and personality.

It is rumored that among them, some are extremely greedy, and every time they kill, they will wipe away valuables, and some even take pleasure in killing, and torture others to death, the corpses are horrible.

A few years ago, Yingzheng sent his half-brother Cheng Yu to lead the army to attack Zhao. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yu took the opportunity to rebel and fled to Zhao after failing. At that time, it was Ba Linglong who was in charge of cutting grass and roots.

The shape does not meet the shadow, the shadow does not separate from the shape, the heart is different, and the eight faces are exquisite.

The target worthy of Ba Linglong's collective appearance must be someone who must die. Among the eight top experts, one of them is still the top. It may not be impossible to succeed in assassinating ordinary masters. It is indeed worthy of this evaluation.

Unfortunately……

"Tips for carving insects."

With a wave of the sleeve robe, a terrifying aura swept out, and the attacking weapons were instantly blown away, followed by eight silhouettes of different shapes that came flying upside down.

"Yin-"

In the blink of an eye, the ear-piercing sound of swords resounded, and Qing Xuan's figure had already driven straight in. When he reached the case, the tip of the sword, which was radiating cold light, touched Ying Zheng's throat.

There was horror in Ying Zheng's eyes, his heart was beating like a drum, and a dense layer of cold sweat appeared on his majestic face. When he raised his gaze slightly, and saw the deep eyes staring down at him condescendingly, an endless chill surged in his heart.

He has been on the throne for many years, has held a high position, and his heart is like a rock, but when he meets these indifferent eyes, he still can't help but throb.

Horror!
The strength of the comer is what I have seen in my life!
Glancing at the subordinates coughing up blood in the main hall, and the glaring sword blade in sight, the tip of the sword could pierce his throat with just one step closer.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, calmly said, "What do you want?"

"It's self-confidence, why do you think I won't kill you?"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "If you want to kill me, this sword has already pierced my throat."

"It lives up to its reputation."

Throwing it casually, the sharp sword pierced the air, and pierced into the hall in the blink of an eye. The young man clutched his chest, looked at his sword, and sighed softly. As for the other eight people in the hall, their eyes full of haze were fixed on Looking at the back above the hall.

Lifting off the cloak, Qingxuan had a light smile on his face, Qin Shihuang was Qin Shihuang, if he didn't even have this bit of concentration, there was no way to unify the world.

Looking at the young face so close at hand, Ying Zheng was even more astonished. He glanced at Ba Linglong and said, "You guys step back for now."

As soon as the words fell, Ba Linglong picked up their respective weapons, and finally retreated into the dark shadows.

"I am here to take a title."

"title?"

Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback, thinking that people in the Jianghu especially value reputation, but this young man came to assassinate me for a title, he is simply a lunatic, and only a lunatic would dare to do such a thing, but such a lunatic, unexpectedly With such all-powerful strength, he could threaten his life anytime and anywhere.

The clenched fists were released, and a smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face, and said: "Wealth, power, beauties, territory, I can give you all, come to help me do things, seal the marquis and worship the prime minister, the territory of the seven countries, It's up to you to choose."

At this time, Ying Zheng was a little fortunate that such a terrifying figure was not hostile to him, otherwise, he would have returned to the underworld just now. If he could use it for himself, the pace of unifying the world would be several times faster than expected.

"You are really good at using the emperor's mind. It's a pity that I am not interested in the things that others reward. If I kill you, I can get the Qin Kingdom. If this is the case, the territory of the Seven Kingdoms is at your fingertips. Why is there any reason to be your dog?"

Saying that, Qingxuan put on the cloak, turned and left.

"Sword Saint, I need this title. No matter what method you use, I want to see the result."

Qinglang's words were still echoing in the hall, but Qingxuan's figure had disappeared without a trace.

"..."

Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly, his veins throbbing, and the atmosphere in the hall seemed extremely oppressive. There was a long silence before he sighed.

"Gai Qing, what do you think?"

Hearing this, the young man pulled out the saber embedded in the ground, put the long sword back into its sheath, knelt on one knee, lowered his sword eyebrows, and said: "Your Majesty, this man is extraordinary in his sword skills and worthy of the title of Sword Master. It is estimated that the strength is not weaker than that of the family teacher."

Although unbelievable, the scene just now was not a hallucination.

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