Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

It was late at night, and there was silence inside Zilanxuan, while outside Zilanxuan, layers of armored imperial guards surrounded the place firmly, and the atmosphere was chilling.

Inside the Zilan Pavilion, the VIP guest room No. [-] in Tianzi is located in the middle of the third floor. During the day, the visual lighting is excellent here, and you can overlook the exquisite Zilan Pavilion in all directions.

At this moment, the Tianzi No. [-] guest room was sealed off on all sides, and the sliding wooden doors were closed one by one. The surrounding area was extremely quiet, especially when the moonlight fell on the windows, the room was even more terrifyingly quiet.

There are only Li Changqing and Nongyu left here, Hongyu and Caidie have already been transferred through the secret passage, and secretly went to a certain place in Qijue Hall for refuge.

The guest room was dark, and Li Changqing was sitting cross-legged. At a certain moment, his half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and one, two, three... seven, eight shadows appeared in the direction of the main entrance.

Li Changqing pursed his lips and said with a smile: "The shape does not meet the shadow, and the shadow never leaves the form; one mind is different, and all sides are exquisite."

"Ba Linglong, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The two sliding wooden doors in the middle were slowly pushed open, the left and right wooden doors moved in parallel, and one of the eight shadows stepped into the house.

With the opening of the door, the dimly lit house received a ray of moonlight. Although the light was dim, it was enough for people who stayed in the dark for a long time to see things clearly.

What's more, the person who walked in from the opposite side was a person.

Ba Linglong Zhenhou, formerly known as Chengjiao, Daqin Chang'an Jun, Yingzheng's half-brother, the two used to have a harmonious relationship and brotherhood, but finally turned against each other due to various reasons.

Cheng Jiao sneered, "Where is Ying Zheng?"

"Hand him over now, Zi Lanxuan may still have a chance."

Li Changqing sat cross-legged, with a sapphire sword box behind him slowly glowing, with a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows, straight nose, showing a gentle smile, waving his hands and pouring tea: "The visitor is a guest, how can there be no tea."

"Mr. Chang'an might as well sit down first and have a sip of fragrant tea."

Cheng Jiao sneered, sat down cross-legged and said, "Forget it, let's see what tricks you have?"

Cheng Jiao took a sip of tea and said with a surprised expression, "Silver Shuttle on Snow Top."

Xueding Yinshuo, produced in the snow-capped mountains of the Western Regions, is one of the most precious and famous teas in the world.

Li Changqing smiled and said: "It seems that you still remember the taste of this tea, but you don't know... Does Chang'an Jun Chengjiao remember that she is dead?"

"What did you say?" Cheng Jiao slapped the table with anger.

Li Changqing smiled, took out the torch, and lit the oil lamp that had been prepared on the desk, and the dark Tianzi No. [-] guest room was brightened instantly.

Cheng Jiao's face was startled, there were bronze mirrors placed around her in advance, and the oil lamp was lit, illuminating Cheng Jiao and forming shadows.

In an instant, eight shadows projected out and projected on multiple bronze mirrors, and the result was shocking.Because Cheng Jiao was not the only one who appeared on the bronze mirror.

Seeing this, Cheng Jiao panicked: "You..."

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Qijue Hall, Xinzheng East Street
A battle was coming to an end, and Qijuetang lost troops today, but because they set up an ambush in advance and shot or wounded more than half of the Bird Killers with bows and arrows, they had the upper hand from the beginning of the battle.

The final result was that more than [-] people were killed or injured in Qijuetang, and nearly [-] third-rank warriors of Hundred Bird Killers were wiped out.

Regardless of the number of casualties, in fact, Qijuetang won a complete victory, because the Hundred Bird Killers are all in the third rank of martial arts, and Qijuetang's requirement is only to enter the first rank of martial arts.

The Hundred Birds Killer Organization was cultivated by Ji Wuye for more than 20 or [-] years, and invested a lot of money and painstaking efforts in the organization. In this battle tonight, the Hundred Birds survived in name only.

For the first time, the elegant smile disappeared from Mo Ya's face. His heart was already in turmoil. He could imagine that even if he returned to the General's Mansion by chance tonight, he would face the furious Ji Wuye next.

Originally thought that Bai Niao was a hunter who could eradicate Qijuetang, and at the same time lead the tiger away from the mountain to lead Weizhuang, so that Ba Linglong could go straight to Huanglong and take the head of the target.

In the end, maybe the adjustment of the tiger from the mountain was really successful, but this is also the tiger going down the mountain to catch the prey with a destructive attitude.

Around Tang Qi, the injured disciples of Qijuetang retreated one by one, supporting each other.Many people began to pack up the corpses for their companions and left the battlefield.

Tang Qilao ordered: "Retreat!"

It is enough to leave this place to Wei Zhuang; moreover, nearly half of the elite disciples of Qijuetang have been lost, and their arrows have been exhausted, so they are not qualified to participate in the battle between first-class masters.

Standing with his sword in his hand, Wei Zhuang kept his breath locked on the Moya, with a twitch of the corner of his mouth, he said with a sneer, "Every hunter has his own favorite prey, and you are barely interested in shark teeth."

Mo Crow immediately mobilized his qi, worked secretly, his true qi circulated in his veins, and returned to his usual elegant and evil smile: "It's really a headache to be regarded as a prey by the descendant of Guigu."

As soon as the word 'what' came out of his mouth, Mo Crow waved his hands, and the black feather blade was as light as a feather, but as fast as a fright, as sharp as a blade, and rushed towards Wei Zhuang in an instant.

Wei Zhuang swiped his sword, the shark-tooth blade clinked and the feather blade was cut off.

The ink crow turned into a wisp of black smoke and struck, the black smoke turned into a human figure, stabbed out with his right hand, and the short blade one foot on the back of his hand flashed coldly, straight for Wei Zhuang's throat.

With a sound of 'clang', the shark-toothed sword had blocked in front of him at some point, as if as long as Wei Zhuang had the sword in his hand, any enemy's killing move would not be able to get close.

The one-foot short blade collides with the shark-tooth blade, sharp against sharp, the two compete for internal strength, and sparks shine brightly.

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang's eyes narrowed, and he glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, and saw a series of white bird feather talismans attacking behind him.

Wei Zhuang shouted, the sword energy shook, and the black crow flew out backwards.

It was also at this moment that Wei Zhuang flew into the air, avoiding the white bird feather talisman that was plundering and killing him.

A white shadow rushed over in an instant, sweeping his legs and attacking Wei Zhuang's lower body with one blow.

Wei Zhuang lifted his breath and jumped lightly, flying to the opposite roof.

Swish, swish, swish... The white shadow turned into white light, as fast as lightning. As soon as the person arrived, there was a flash of cold light, and the silver spike in the visitor's hand flashed.

Clank, clang, clang—the silver thorn collided with the shark's teeth, and the sound was clear and crisp, sparking sparks from time to time.

Mo Ya crossed his arms and said with a smile: "This is the only Bai Feng in the organization who can keep up with my speed, and it should suit you. I just don't know, you or Li Changqing, who is more difficult to deal with."

At this time, Bai Feng and Wei Zhuang had fought ten moves.

The young Baifeng smiled proudly, proud of his speed.

Baifeng struck out with a silver thorn, Wei Zhuang turned sideways to avoid it, at the same time, Wei Zhuang's left hand pinched Baifeng's neck at some point, and threw it suddenly.

Baifeng flew ten meters, stood upside down, supported the roof with one hand and rotated to release the force, then stood up lightly, with a sneer on his face, and at the moment Wei Zhuang pinched his neck, he urged the body protection bird feather amulet.

The young man was confident, Wei Zhuang's hand had already been stabbed by the Toba Talisman.

Holding the sword in his right hand, Wei Zhuang stood proudly, and gently spread the five fingers of his left hand. Not only was his left hand not injured, but the Toba hidden weapon that Bai Feng urged was caught between his fingers.

Seeing this scene, Baifeng's complexion changed, and she immediately leaned over, posing in a strange posture, gently twitching her ten fingertips, wisps of blue true essence twitching, like ripples, like musical notes.

Swish!Swish!
In an instant, two more selves appeared in front of Baifeng, turning one into three.

Swish, swish... A flash of lightning flashed across the roof, flickering vertically and horizontally around Wei Zhuang. At a certain moment, three figures descended from the sky and attacked from three directions.

Mo Crow chuckled and turned into a black horse training. The ninth-rank cultivation was undoubtedly revealed. The black light flashed, faster and more accurate, and cooperated with Bai Feng to make a move.

The last time they joined forces was to deal with Li Changqing.

This time they joined forces to deal with Wei Zhuang.

Just don't know the result?

Just like what Mo Ya said - I don't know who is more difficult to deal with than Wei Zhuang and Li Changqing?