Qin Shi Big Boss

Chapter 13 A sword seals the throat

How dare Zhao Mu take this charge?

However, he is actually a powerful minister of Zhao Guo, with a high position and authority, and he also has the aura of the city. At that moment, he said with a smile on his face: "Mr. , I am the Marquis, but I can’t afford the punishment!”

"Juluhou, you should be honored that my son is still alive today, otherwise, you will have to think about how to tell Daqin!" Ying Zheng smiled contemptuously.

The muscles on Zhao Mu's face trembled a few times, and he continued to smile without a smile on his face: "Oh, that government son, you came to find Benhou, killed my Zhao Guo soldiers, and killed the servants of Benhou's mansion. What should I comment on?"

"A poor man, if you kill him, you will be killed. It is a crime that frustrates my son!" Ying Zheng said indifferently, "Juluhou, should you give me a warning?"

"Excuse me, what do you want to exhort?"

Zhao Mu was a little angry. After passing the first important task, he immediately calmed down. Only Ying Zheng survived, so everything is easy to say.

"My son is in the country of Zhao, and he came here for the peace between the two countries, but how much is the reward of the son of Qin?" Ying Zheng said lightly: "My request is very simple, to renovate the proton mansion, servants, maidservants , all-encompassing!"

After Ying Zheng's voice fell, Zhao Mu still had no words, but the common people of Zhao Kingdom around them were talking a lot.

"This guy is Ying Zheng, the proton of the Qin State?"

"That's right! It's him, really arrogant. On the battlefield of Changping, the Qin people pitted and killed me 45 Zhao people. Where did he have the courage to win the government? How dare we let us renovate the Proton Mansion for him, and still need servants and maidservants? "

"It really gave him face!"

"Arrogance, extreme arrogance!"

For a moment, many people of Zhao State were filled with anger. Although Zhao Mu was not a good person in the eyes of many people of Zhao State, he still represented Zhao State at this moment.

Among the crowd, a blacksmith in blue looked at Ying Zheng with eyes full of hatred. He suddenly grabbed a hammer in silence, and looked at Ying Zheng with eyes full of hatred.

"How?" Ying Zheng was calm and calm, completely ignoring the people of the surrounding Zhao country.

"Prince Zheng!" Zhao Mu said in a deep voice, "What if I don't agree to you?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Mu, but the smile on his lips grew stronger: "You can try it, Li Cunxiao!"

brush!
Li Cunxiao suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist, and an astonishing smell was emitted from his body, his blood was surging, as if he had rushed into the sky, the moment he drew the sword, the extremely violent and fierce smell was like the tide of the sea come.

The soldiers of Zhao State who stood in front of Zhao Mu were even weaker, almost unable to hold the stationary weapon.

Just relying on their style, it actually made them tremble.

It must be known that they are all soldiers who have survived countless battles on the battlefield, and naturally they also have a suffocating aura, but at this moment, they have not had any hatred at all.

"Your Majesty, are you threatening me?" Zhao Mu felt the aura emanating from Li Cunxiao's body, and his expression turned slightly pale. He grabbed Zhao Yu's arm, his veins bulging, and forced himself to keep standing.

The inside of Zhao Yu's crotch was wet, but he was scared to pee on the spot.

"That's right, it's a threat!" Ying Zheng smiled and said in a leisurely voice, "I'm really curious. If I kill you, would King Zhao dare to talk to me!"

"You!" Zhao Mu is really not sure whether King Zhao Xiaocheng has the courage. This is not an ordinary person, but Qin's son Ying Zheng.

"Young son Ying Zheng, accept your fate!"

At this moment, a sad sound suddenly came out. It was the former blacksmith in blue who walked around behind Ying Zheng's death with a hammer, raised the hammer and struck at the back of Ying Zheng's head.

He is a commoner of the Zhao Kingdom, just like the old guard who protects him. His father and son died in the battle of Changping. As time goes by, the hatred in his heart has not been smoothed away, on the contrary, it has become more intense.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to kill Ying Zheng. Killing one more person from Qin could be regarded as revenge for his father and son.

brush!
However, before he got close to Ying Zheng for three steps, suddenly, a sword light flashed, and at some point, Li Cunxiao appeared in front of his eyes, and with a sweep of the sword, the blacksmith's head in blue immediately left his body figure.

At the moment of dying, there was strong hatred in his eyes.

"It seems that the State of Zhao is really not friendly enough to my son!" Ying Zheng said to himself, completely ignoring the life and death of the blacksmith in blue. He was not afraid of these enemies and did not care about them.

An emperor through the ages always has to bear a lot of infamy.

Zhao Mu's pupils were intensely compressed, he hadn't seen how Li Cunxiao moved his body, let alone how Li Cunxiao drew his sword.

In that instant, the head of the blacksmith in blue completely left his body.

"Murdered our Zhao people!"

"This Yingzheng is indeed too arrogant. He even dared to kill us Zhao people!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"kill him!"

For a moment, the people of the Zhao Kingdom nearby roared in anger at the same time. Then, the sounds gathered into a flood. In the midst of this crazy sound, emotions became crazy.

Li Cunxiao frowned slightly, and clenched the long sword in his hand. He only needed Ying Zheng's order, and he immediately beheaded all these people.

In Li Cunxiao's world, there is no benevolence and righteousness, only loyalty to Ying Zheng.

"Zhao Mu!"

Suddenly, Ying Zheng shouted loudly, and a horrible smell erupted from Ying Zheng's body. The emperor's pressure, commanding the stars, these two simple words, overshadowed the voices of the people of Zhao State, and was surrounded by great pressure. in each of them.

Pfft!
On the street, a large number of common people of the Zhao Kingdom collapsed on the ground, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and no one was able to utter a single note.

Zhao Mu's expression turned pale. At this moment, he noticed that the smell on Ying Zheng seemed to be more terrifying than that of Li Cunxiao. He couldn't help but feel horrified. Who is this person and how could he be so terrifying?
"Zhao Mu!" Ying Zheng looked at the pale-faced Zhao Mu, but his face revealed a harmless smile: "My master asked you to give me a warning. Are you going to give it? Or not?"

"arrogant!"

The white-clothed swordsman behind Zhao Mu gave a loud shout, and the sword followed the sound, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the area where Li Cunxiao was.The strong wind gusts, the long sword roars wildly, and the silver light flashes. It seems that a tiger is going down the mountain and is about to drink blood.

The swordsman in white is named Lian Jin. He is a descendant of the Moh family. He has followed Zhao Mu for many years and has a great reputation.Even among the six countries, he is famous and ranks among the top.The long sword is called Cang Xue. Once the sword is drawn, it turns from pale white to blood red. It has never been wrong.

Seeing Lian Jin let go, Zhao Mu was overjoyed. For many years, Lian Jin had followed him by his side, and he never missed a shot in every crisis.It was time to go to the fiefdom, and when the assassins failed, it was Lian Jin who shot and killed twenty assassins.

Not only did he kill twenty assassins, but his body was not stained with blood. Only the blood-red long sword and the heads all over the ground were telling the story just now.Since then, the Cangxue Sword has been famous in the rivers and lakes of the Six Kingdoms.

Lian Jin is a swordsman of the Zhao State's Mo family, one of the top [-] masters in the Famous Swords List.

It can be seen that the strength is strong or weak.

When the soldiers behind Zhao Mu saw Lian Jin's attack, they were shocked, and the darkness of being intimidated by Li Cunxiao before was swept away.Lian Jin is their heaven, the god in their hearts.Once in the school field, I saw Lian Jin make a move.

Dozens of accompanying soldiers besieged Lian Jin alone, but was suppressed by Lian Jin instead.When under siege, it can defend against the attack on this side, but it will miss the attack on the other side, coupled with the limitation of physical strength.

"Even if he is sharp, how can he be as sharp as Lian Jin?" Zhao Yu thought in his heart.

The long sword approached gradually, and together with Lian Jin, it turned into a white whirlwind, sweeping everything.The atmosphere was violently conflicted, and there was a terrifying explosion sound, like a god of death.

But Li Cunxiao remained motionless, looking at Lian Jin quietly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

Lian Jin was furious. As the number one swordsman in the Hou's mansion, he was now despised by the swordsmen around the hostages. He clenched his sword tightly and moved faster.The streamer sank into the atmosphere, and the white figure became intermittent, like a ghost.

"It's the Blood Sword of Thousand Shadows!" Someone shouted, and the scene became even more lively. Some young swordsmen looked at Lian Jin with fanaticism in their eyes.

The Thousand Shadows Blood Sword is Lian Jin's famous stunt, and he has never failed.

With a smile on the corner of Zhao Mu's mouth, he looked at Ying Zheng and said in his heart, "Of course I won't move you, but the swordsman next to you is not a prince of Qin, take it as an apology to me!"

The sword in Lian Jin's hand suddenly changed. Under the urging of internal force, the flame gem at the front of the hilt glowed red, instantly dyeing the entire long sword red, as if it really polluted the blood.

Seeing that Li Cunxiao still didn't move, Lian Jin was a little resentful and disdainful, and thought, "Isn't it scary?"

Thinking about it this way, it is indeed possible.

Most of the blood swords found it, gathered in a circle, and pinched Li Cunxiao.Among the thousand phantoms, only one is the real sword.If it is not expected, it will be killed by a sharp sword.The sword has countless phantoms, the probability is one in a thousand, which is almost the same as death.

The moment the blood sword approached, Li Cunxiao finally moved.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, there seemed to be a powerful coercion, sweeping in all directions, deterring everything.

The sound of Lian Jin's sword was suddenly buzzing intermittently, as if he was begging for mercy.

Li Cunxiao slashed out with a sword, there was a click, and the sound of bones breaking, calmed down the arguing crowd instantly.

Bang!
Lian Jin's body was like a meteorite, hitting the doorpost hard, and red stretched out.However, the blood of the Blood Sword is not other people's blood, but his blood.

Red dyed white clothes.

Li Cunxiao's sword did not stop, breaking the atmosphere, and the air waves surged. The leaves below were cut by the sword energy and broke into pieces.

puff!

Lian Jin is dead!

Seal the throat with a sword! ! !
The blood sword in his right hand was horizontal in the air, as if to parry.But Li Cunxiao's sword perfectly penetrated Lian Jin's defense.

The audience was silent.

Although Zhao Mu's face remained unchanged, his eyes flickered, sending out a terrifying message.Zhao Yu was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

As for those soldiers, their eyes were either terrified, unbelievable, or horrified.But none thought it was logical.

Ying Zheng smiled indifferently, looked at Zhao Mu, and said, "It seems that Ju Lu Hou doesn't want to give me an explanation."

While speaking, Ying Zheng gave Li Cunxiao a look, and the latter moved again, still very fast.

The three soldiers closest to Li Cunxiao united together and launched an attack on Li Cunxiao.The sudden thrust of the silver-white spear was Li Cunxiao's key.The remaining two spears were divided between Li Cunxiao's front and rear to predict Li Cunxiao's actions.

The person is moving, the sword is also moving, but only afterimages are seen.

(End of this chapter)