Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

In the 9th year of Qin Wangzheng, Qin Wang Yingzheng became an adult, and Qianlong was in the abyss.

The Great Qin Dynasty was shrouded in the hands of Lu Buwei, a power minister, and his minions, the "Snap Killer Group", terrified the people in the courts and rivers and lakes of the Seven Kingdoms.

It was also this year, and it has been three years since the two swords of the contemporary Ghost Valley went down the mountain.

The ghost valley is vertical and horizontal, the princes are afraid when they are angry, and the world will rest when they live in peace.

Guigu is passed down from the direct line, and the vertical and horizontal swords come out of the mountain. In a world of great contention, all schools of thought are also watching the wind and moving.

Gai Nie, the successor of vertical swordsmanship, entered Qin Dynasty and became the chief swordsmanship teacher of King Qin.

Wei Zhuang, the successor of horizontal swordsmanship, entered Korea and lived in hiding in Zilanxuan, Xinzheng, the royal capital.

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The Kingdom of Korea, Xinzheng, the capital of the king.

A certain part of the outer city of Xinzheng Wangdu was desolate and dilapidated, with dilapidated buildings and ruins, and the hungry people starved to death.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, even a majestic ancient capital like Xinzheng was harassed by wars many times, leaving numerous scars caused by power wars.

Midsummer, late at night.

It was dreary, with dark clouds.

Boom!

The thunder exploded, as if sending out some kind of signal, above the black sky, drops of water fell drop by drop.

With a bang, the first drop of rain hit the ground, splashing everywhere.

Crash, clatter... In an instant, heavy rain poured down, washing away all the filth accumulated here.

Boom boom boom... There was a flash of thunder, and the light shone among the ruined walls for a short time. Corpses criss-crossed and lay in a pool of blood.

The heavy rain gathered, washed away the blood, and trickled down.

In Xinzheng Wangdu, there are two major underground forces.

The first is Qijuetang, formed by Tang Qi, a retired assistant general of the Kingdom of Han.

The second is the poisonous scorpion sect, a group of middle-aged men who call themselves poisonous scorpions.

The two major forces often fight openly and secretly, intending to control the entire Xinzheng Underworld.

Today, the poisonous scorpion sect ushered in the disaster of extermination.

There are hundreds of masters, each one is a young and strong man, each one is a master who is proficient in several swordsmanship and several sets of fists, and they are all masters of martial arts.

Martial arts cultivation base, from one to nine ranks, once you step into the first rank, you have entered the rank.

The weakest first-rank martial artist can defeat at least three or five men by himself.

In addition to cultivating high-end products, the Poison Scorpion Sect has always bullied the common people, charged fees, bullied the weak, and the fish and meat village.

These people, who have done all the evil things and done all the bad things, most of them have their lives in their hands, are definitely not the kind of people who are soft-hearted.

More than a hundred enlisted troopers, all of them vicious and vicious, assisted in the battle in the alleys, and their fighting power was definitely no less than a thousand enlisted soldiers.

But even so...

Up and down the Poison Scorpion Gate, more than a hundred disciples were all killed today.

With a bang, thunder exploded.

The two gates opened, one on the left and one on the right, and the thunder outside the house surged, and the light flickered into the door at the entrance of the hall.

This is the entrance of the poisonous scorpion gate, and it is the place where the founder of the poisonous scorpion gate, "Poisonous Scorpion", sits.

At this moment, the normally majestic and majestic scorpions, surrounded by hundreds of younger brothers, had terrified eyes and faces full of fear.

He was sitting on the ground, his head covered in cold sweat, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, there was a deep sword mark on his waist and ribs, and blood was flowing around the wound.

A foot away, the weapon "Five Claws of Poisonous Scorpion" was severed.

To be able to cut off the "five claws of the poisonous scorpion" forged from refined iron, must be a magic weapon.

The poisonous scorpion raised his head, his eyes trembled with fear, his pupils trembled slightly, and he said hoarsely, "Your Excellency, who is it?"

"What grudge does my Poison Scorpion have against you?"

Boom!

Outside the gate, there was thunder and thunderbolts in the clear sky.

With the help of the faint light, the poisonous scorpion saw a young man's face.

This face was too young and too handsome. Although he couldn't see it clearly, he probably would never forget this face in his life.

And that pair of eyes, cold and ruthless, deep and waveless.

The point of the sword touched the poisonous scorpion's throat, Li Changqing said coldly: "Is it necessary to have hatred when killing people?"

"The poisonous scorpion gate and the 36 households and 130 five members of the Li family village have any enmity? Why did they wipe out the whole village, men, women and children, leaving no one behind?"

The poisonous scorpion's eyes and pupils shrank: "Li Family Village!?"

"You are here for the people of the Li Family Village."

The poisonous scorpion then begged for mercy: "Young man, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"It was all ordered by General Ji Wuye. He said that Lord Xueyihou is about to return to the capital to report on his duties, and asked the villain to prepare a gift for him in advance."

Li Changqing's eyes narrowed: "Ji Wuye!? Bloody Marquis!?"

These two names are the most feared existences in Xinzheng Capital, and even the entire Han Kingdom.

The poisonous scorpion breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had frightened the evil spirit in front of him, and continued: "That's right, it was all arranged by General Ji Wuye."

"The granddaughter of the village chief in Lijia Village outside the city has a good figure and appearance, so she is very suitable for supplying blood clothes..."

Li Changqing took the conversation and said, "So, you can die."

buzzing...

As soon as the words fell, the long sword in his hand danced slightly.

In the dark night, the golden long sword pierced the air, dancing like a golden snake, and spitting out letters like a poisonous snake.

Isn't the poisonous snake the nemesis of the poisonous scorpion?

chirp

This is the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh.

The sword light flashed, and there was a stream of blood.

The poisonous scorpion lay down quietly.

Li Changqing turned around and left slowly: "Ji Wuye, Xue Yihou. We have settled our grievances."

"Kill the 130 or [-] people in my Li family village, and then... you will die forever."

Boom!

Thunder and lightning fell from the sky.

In the night, a slender and straight figure left slowly.

Where did he come from and where is he going?
His name is Li Changqing, is it related to Li Family Village?

Why does a person from a small village outside the capital possess the power to easily destroy the Poison Scorpion Sect?
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An hour later.

When the heavy rain stopped, blood and water mixed and flowed.

Another group of people came to the Poison Scorpion Sect.

The first three people, followed by a group of young and strong, wearing the same style of strong clothes, all of them are like javelins, obviously they are all trippers and practitioners.

The first three are very interesting.

An old man in his sixties with frosty temple hair and a sword in his hand.

A young swordsman dressed in black like night, with a purple turban binding a foot of white hair, a pair of white eyebrows as cold as an eagle, eyes as sharp as a sword, and an evil and domineering temperament.

The last one is a woman.

There are definitely not many women like her in the entire Han Kingdom, even the entire Seven Kingdoms, and the entire world.

First of all, she is beautiful.

The country is beautiful and the sky is fragrant, and the body is charming.

Many people have never seen a more beautiful woman than her in their life, so once they see her, they will never forget it and it is hard to forget it.

In addition to being beautiful, she is also very temperamental.

Elegant and dignified, except for the young man with the sword, everyone at the scene seemed to be her subordinates and needed to obey any of her orders.

Not only that, but her voice is also very nice.

The purple girl blinked her beautiful eyes, pursed her rose lips, and her tone was charming and sweet.

"Who the hell is it? What kind of deep hatred do you have with the poisonous scorpion sect? One person and one sword killed all the poisonous scorpions."

Tang Qilao was shocked and said: "One person, one sword?!"

Wei Zhuang, a young man in black, a disciple of Guigu, and the successor of horizontal swordsmanship, was not surprised at all, as if he knew everything from the traces of the battle.

Wei Zhuang squatted down, flexed the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and gently wiped the poisonous scorpion's throat and sword wound, his indifferent expression suddenly became surprised.

Zi Nu raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "What's wrong?!"

Disciples of Guigu, with extraordinary sword skills and famous swords in the world, they know them like the palm of their hands.

Any kind of sword wound, as long as they take a look at it, they can roughly determine what kind of sword killed the person.

But why did Wei Zhuang show a surprised expression?
Could it be that this sword wound is very strange! ?