Daqin: The Imperial Human Slaughter, the beginning of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu

Yingchen smiled, but he didn't expect that the Huns in front of him really guessed right. He smiled and said, "Yes, we are all from the Great Qin Dynasty. As for the Huns you mentioned, they have all been wiped out."

"What?" The Huns exclaimed, his face changed drastically, he couldn't believe it, he was a Huns himself, and knowing the strength of the Huns, even if he lost to the Great Qin, he couldn't be wiped out by the Great Qin at the border.

He yelled: "You are lying, my Huns have enough troops, how could I be wiped out by the weak Qin?"

He has been staying on Tianshan Mountain for so many years, and he doesn't know the news from the outside world at all, let alone what happened just now, and he doesn't understand it even more.

"I'm lying, you'll know later, tell me now, what's your name, and what is your status in the Huns?" Yingchen pointed his long sword at the Huns and said coldly.

He didn't have much patience, and unfortunately, the little patience he had was all wasted by the Huns.

The Hun was stunned for a moment. For some reason, he was a little afraid of the aura of the man in front of him. Logically speaking, he has been practicing in the sky for so many years, and he has never been afraid of anyone, and even surpassed others. , Today, he is actually afraid of a man younger than him.

Not knowing why, he still said: "My name is Tuza, I have no status in the Xiongnu, I am a ranger, and I have been practicing on the Tianshan Mountains."

The so-called rangers are some men who have nothing to do all day long, wandering around without a specific career, they are called rangers, but most of these rangers have some skills.

"Since this is the case, then go to die." Yingchen sneered, and the Qingzhi sword suddenly came out and stabbed forward.

Seeing that Yingchen both stepped forward, Cao Chun and Jingxi didn't care about anything, they strode forward and stabbed at the Huns together with their long swords.

The three stabbed together.

three people?
The Huns turned pale with fright, and they didn't dare to take it head-on. These are three people. Since they dared to stab him, it means that the other party must be sure to kill him. to avoid.

When his footsteps stopped, he quickly said, "I never imagined that the people of Daqin would be so shameless that three people would attack one person?"

Since he is not sure how to deal with the three people in front of him, he can only use tricks, provocative methods, and anger the leader of the opponent, so as to have a chance of survival.

"You're looking for death." It didn't anger Yingchen, but it angered Jingxi. What she hated most was when others said Yingchen, and the Huns in front of her didn't know what to do, so she guarded against her taboo.

"Ning'er..." Yingchen said suddenly.

The startled salamander froze for a moment, then turned to look at Yingchen, but didn't speak, as if asking why she wasn't allowed to continue.

Yingchen said: "You all step down first, let me come."

It wasn't that he fell for the other party's scheme, nor was he enraged, but that he felt that what the other party said made sense. There were already three people on his side, so there was no need for three people to go up together. This is a bit of a victory No martial arts, and he wants to practice his martial arts.

As for the Hun in front of him, Yingchen didn't pay attention at all. Although he still doesn't know what the opponent's cultivation level is, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the supreme master.

"My lord..." Cao Chun frowned. Originally, he thought that Yingchen brought him to let him play the vanguard. Originally, he was willing to do so. He didn't expect that Yingchen would go by himself. He was a little worried about Yingchen's safety.

The same is true for the startled salamander, looking at Yingchen: "Young master, why don't you let the slaves go."

Yingchen waved his hand to indicate that he would not, and then he raised his long sword and stabbed at the Hun with his toes on the ground, and his speed increased a lot.

The Hun hadn't thought that the Daqin in front of him would be so decisive. He had just heard that Yingchen claimed to be his son, so he had some doubts about Yingchen's identity. It was the Great Qin royal family, as far as he knew, only members of the royal family could call themselves the prince, so this person in front of him was the prince.

Prince?If he killed the prince in front of him, wouldn't he be avenging the Xiongnu? Anyway, he can't get out for the time being. If that's the case, then he might as well just kill him and make some money.

And as a royal family, martial arts is definitely not very strong, that's for sure, and this is also his first impression.

"Since you want to die, then come." He sneered, and slashed forward with the machete.

clang clang...

There was a sound of metal clashing, scimitars and long swords were intertwined, a powerful aura swayed from the middle, and the surrounding bonfires were fanned loudly.

The Hun felt a powerful force, and was kicked back a few steps until he hit the mountain wall, and then stopped. He subconsciously covered his chest, feeling as if a fishy sweetness was about to come out from his chest.

He knew that it was blood. He didn't expect that he would suffer such an injury just by confronting the other party so simply. A son of Daqin has such a cultivation level. He didn't expect that. He admitted that he was a little careless up.

On the other hand, Yingchen was still standing where he was, with the Qingzhi sword running along his right hand and holding it on the ground, being illuminated by the light of the fire, he looked cold and cold.

"My lord thought you would be some kind of expert, but it turned out to be just rubbish." Ying Chen sneered, at first he thought that if he could practice in Tianshan, at least his cultivation level would not be bad, but he did not expect that the other party's cultivation base would not be too bad. It's bad, he estimated it just now, he should be around the master, such a person is not his opponent at all.

Faced with such ridicule, any man would not be able to stand it, let alone a martial arts practitioner. You must know that a martial arts practitioner has a breath in his chest, and this breath is the breath of cultivation. If that is the case, then the whole person is not far from death, and Yingchen's mocking him like this aroused the anger in his heart.

"You're looking for death." The Hun roared and jumped up suddenly. He swung his scimitar in mid-air and slashed at the top of Yingchen's head. He basically used all his strength in this knife. He only needed to kill the man in front of him to vent his anger. hatred.

The thought was very good, but Yingchen remained calm and sneered: "Good time."

After finishing speaking, he swung his long sword directly above his head, this time he did not choose to dodge, if someone stronger than him, he would definitely not take it hard, but this guy in front of him is not his opponent at all, His cultivation base is not as good as his, so there is no problem even if it is hard-wired.

"Qiang..."

The swords collided with each other, and the Hun gritted his teeth and put all his energy on the scimitar.