Daqin: I fell from the sky, the first emperor regarded me as a fairy

"Get out of the way, let me meet him!"

Suddenly there was a shout.

A gust of cool wind suddenly blew from behind Han Xin, and he rolled aside without thinking, avoiding the fatal blow.

Looking up, I saw a young Hun, wearing armor, who looked extraordinary and occupied a very high position among the Huns.

"little Prince."

When the other two Huns saw the person coming, their faces immediately became ashamed, and they stood there with their heads down, waiting for Mao Zhang's lecture.

Maozhang snorted coldly, signaling the two Huns to get out, and stared straight at Han Xin.

"You are very good and have some skills."

Han Xin looked at Maozhang coldly, and gradually regained his senses. When he heard the little prince called by the two Huns, he immediately knew who he was.

Isn't this the little prince of the Huns who the Qin army was looking for so hard?

Unexpectedly, I saw this person today.

He doesn't know whether to be sad or happy.

"This king gives you a chance to submit to this king and be a dog under this king. I have many people from your Huaxia tribe under my hand. After you come, how about this king let you be their leader."

He looked up and down Han Xin admiringly.

He was very interested in this Qin man who fought against five Hun warriors one by one, and he had the heart to recruit talents.

But at the next moment, his complexion suddenly twisted, and a monstrous anger surged in his heart. He heard something.

This Qin man really deserves to die.

"Hmph, since ancient times, animals have been subject to humans. Have you ever seen people submit to animals?"

Han Xin laughed wildly, his temples fluttering, because of the battle, his long hair was loose, and his expression was full of disdain for Maozhang.

"court death!"

Maozhang said angrily, and rushed over with a stride, the scimitar in his hand cut out at a strange angle.

The sound was rustling, and the blade trembled continuously.

In the blink of an eye, a swipe of the knife came to Han Xin's neck.

The speed made Han Xinxin startled, this little beast has practiced before.

Before he had time to think about it, he squatted down suddenly, and the wind of the knife blew past his head, narrowly avoiding the blow of Mao Zhang.

Han Xin punched Maozhang on the chest, knocking Maozhang back several steps, and opened the distance between the two of them.

Although this blow was a full blow, it did not cause any damage to the fake Zhang.

The hard armor dispersed most of the strength.

Maozhang rubbed his chest and said with a sinister smile: "Boy, there are two brushes. Do you think I will fight with you one-on-one?"

The voice did not fall.

Han Xin heard rustling sounds coming from all around, and in a blink of an eye, a dozen Huns were coming towards him ferociously.

"Sure enough, it's a beast." Han Xin snorted coldly, showing no surprise.

Although he had expected it, he was caught off guard. During the battle, he had wounds of various sizes on his body.

A dozen Xiongnu are not pigs standing still, let you stand up to kill, let alone these are Huns.

Han Xin was gradually exhausted and could only resist with all his might.

Maozhang stood aside with his arms folded, jokingly watching the cat-and-mouse game, and looking at Han Xin's body full of scars, he felt a sour feeling in his heart.

He likes to watch the enemy look desperate.

Stab it!

A Hun slashed at Han Xin's back with a knife, tearing open a wound of more than 30 centimeters, the wound was so deep that even the bones could be vaguely seen.

Han Xin even staggered and knelt down on the ground, the pain on his back, the sharp pain climbed up his nerves, and dense bean-like sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Kill him for this king." Maozhang said with a grin.

Chapter 60 The Battle Flag Seems to Be Alive!

"Kill! Kill all these Qin people!"

Thousands of Huns swarmed up and surrounded the hill less than [-] meters away. The thrill of fighting made countless Huns excited.

Dozens of Qin troops could only retreat to the top of the mountain to protect hundreds of people. The battle continued, and the Qin army was still fighting with the Xiongnu.

The battlefield was extremely cruel, the horses neighed, and the exclamations of the people resounded from the top of the mountain.

"Grandpa, are we going to die?"

On the top of the mountain, an eight or nine-year-old child nestled in the arms of his grandfather, watching in horror the Qin army and the Xiongnu fighting.

At such a young age, where had he seen such a bloody scene, his face was already white.

The little body trembled uncontrollably.

His grandfather got a weapon out of nowhere, pretended to be calm and patted his grandson on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, with Grandpa here, our Daqin soldiers will protect us."

"Look, our Daqin battle flag is still flying, isn't it? If the battle flag does not fall, we will be able to persist until the final victory."

The child looked in the direction of his grandfather's finger, and sure enough, he saw a black water black bird flag fluttering in the wind, still sacred and majestic.

Represents the majesty and inviolability of the Great Qin Empire.

I don't know why, when the child saw Xuanniaoqi, a hot current flowed through his heart, and his trembling body slowly stopped.

"Grandpa, that mysterious bird seems to be looking at me." The child murmured.

His grandfather touched his grandson's little head with a wry smile, thinking that the child was frightened by the environment in front of him and had hallucinations.

He could only vaguely say that he saw it too.

I sighed in my heart, I'm afraid they will die today, even if reinforcements arrive, it's over.

It's just a pain for the child. His father joined the army against the Huns when he was young, and died in a battle. The child's mother followed suit and committed suicide as a martyr.

He was left with a grandson, fortunately, this grandson spent a lot of happy time with him.

Today, they too cannot escape death.

While thinking about it, the child in his arms seemed to have seen an incredible thing, his eyes widened, and he said, "Grandpa, look quickly, Immortal!"

Grandpa raised his head subconsciously, looked at the sky, and froze in place, his mind went blank for an instant.

What a fairy!

"Go to hell." Maozhang walked towards Han Xin step by step with a scimitar in his hands.

There were several Huns lying on Han Xin's side, watching the adventurous approaching step by step, his eyes were full of calm, and there was even a trace of ridicule, I have killed enough.

Maozhang hated this kind of look very much, it reminded him of the way his elder brother usually looked at him, and his heart was filled with anger instantly, without hesitation, he raised his knife and slashed at Han Xin's head.

Han Xin stood up with difficulty holding his weapon, even if he died, he still had to stand.

With a flash of knife light, the machete slashed.

Han Xin only felt his neck was cold, but he didn't feel any pain. He couldn't help being puzzled, and then he heard Maozhang's unbelievable voice.

"how can that be!"

Mao Zhang was horrified to find that no matter how hard he tried, his knife couldn't get in at all, as if there was some kind of power controlling the knife.

This is not what frightened him the most. What frightened him the most was that he found that his body could not move at all, as if someone had used a hold technique to freeze him in place.

Han Xin was a little confused, so he suddenly thought of something, his expression suddenly became agitated, and he quickly looked up at the sky, his eyes turned red.

"The national teacher is here."

Then his eyes went dark, he didn't know what to feel, and only heard a cold voice falling from the sky, this voice contained endless killing intent and monstrous anger.

It seemed that this anger could wipe out a whole mountain at any time.

That's right, Li Qingyun hurried to this position finally.

Although the mana in the foundation building period was much higher than that in the qi training period, flying with the sword for a long time was also extremely consuming mana, so Li Qingyun rushed over as fast as possible.

As soon as they arrived, they saw thousands of Huns besieging the people on the mountain, and the Qin army defended desperately, but fortunately everything was in time.

"National teacher, please help my elder brother and the people." Peng Yue saw his elder brother fainted on the ground, his eyes turned red immediately, he wished he could jump down now and kill all these Xiongnu.

Li Qingyun's face was cold, and his body was full of murderous intent, which frightened Li Biyao to the side.

It was the first time she saw such a murderous intent from the master, and an unknown fire arose in her heart. She actually made the master angry, and the old lady wanted to kill you all.

Immediately, Li Biyao jumped down from a height of [-] meters with a spear in his hand, and fell into the Xiongnu in a few breaths. The spear went into the dragon, and the cold light flashed.

There were screams, stumps and arms flew out, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Huns died under Li Biyao's spear.

She didn't use spells, she thought that using spells was cheap for them, and she wanted them to experience the feeling of a cold weapon falling on them.

None of these Xiongnu can get close to the mana in the middle stage of Qi training. In Li Biyao's view, they are a group of ants.

Although there is a gap between the Qi refining period and ordinary people, this gap is the difference between heaven and earth.

Within a few breaths, hundreds of Huns had their arms and legs cut off, and fell to the ground, wailing endlessly.

Seeing this, the other Huns were all terrified. Is this still a human being?

This is simply the devil.

They dropped their weapons and wanted to run away.

Mao Zhang also found Li Qingyun and others in the sky, and couldn't help but be horrified. What is this thing, is it a legendary fairy?

When he was at a loss, a woman jumped from the sky, rushed into the army and started killing wantonly. In the blink of an eye, dozens of Hun soldiers died.

This made Maozhang know that the visitor was an enemy, and his heart seemed to be distorted, and he couldn't believe that all this was true.

"These are all fake, and they are all methods of the Qin people."

But the Huns beside him couldn't believe it, and shrank back in fear. The woman was like a god of death.

It's about to kill them.

"Little prince, I think we should go quickly. This man is a fairy in the legend of the Qin people. We are not opponents." A Hun general hurried up from below.

Puchi!

Before the general finished speaking, Maozhang chopped off the head of the Huns general with a single knife, his eyes were scarlet, like a madman, which frightened the Huns.

"I don't believe it. Thousands of troops can't kill a single woman. I'll give them all to this king."

The generals of the Xiongnu looked at each other, and looked at it as if they were not easy to offend, so they rushed down.

"Sword come!"

Li Qingyun squeezed a formula with both hands, the mana in the dantian gathered on both hands along the meridians, and an invisible force fell down in an instant.

Countless long swords, long daggers, and scimitars jumped into the sky one after another, buzzing, as if they were cheering for something.

The Huns below could only feel the weapons in their hands tremble, clang clang, and the jaws of tigers were numb from the shock.

It gave them the feeling that their weapons seemed to have life, and they wanted to get rid of them.

Even if they held it tightly, the Huns still couldn't control their weapons, and the weapons in their hands flew into the sky.

Chapter 61 Heaven and Earth hate, drop karma?

Thousands of weapons flew into the air, and the buzzing and trembling sound turned into invisible sound waves and spread around.

These weapons seem to have life, as if they are cheering and singing for those who understand them.

The west was filled with sunset glow, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the mid-air weapon, as if covered with a layer of bloodthirsty red light.

A strong wind blew up the whole world for no reason.

Many Xiongnu looked at this scene with their heads held up in horror, their scalps were numb and their bodies had goose bumps.

These people seemed to have been frightened and foolish, and they even forgot to escape.

Seeing this, the Qin army and the people on the top of the mountain flushed with excitement and danced.

Some common people began to kneel down to worship Li Qingyun, saying plausibly that the gods would bless them.

Countless children looked at Li Qingyun's stern posture, their eyes full of admiration.