Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

The most beautiful woman in Zuimenglou, I don’t know what kind of color she is, but she can be so popular among people. I wonder how it compares to those famous ladies and brothel oirans in Huaishang?

Under the night, a man in black leaped like flying and ran rampant in Daliang City.

"We're here." The man in black jumped from a tall building and landed steadily on another street. A row of two-story buildings appeared in front of him. There was a small flag waving in front of one of the doors. It was the current inn. symbol.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face hidden under the scarf. In the blink of an eye, the person had arrived in front of the inn from the middle of the street. Then he jumped to the roof and stepped on the blue tiles. But without even a trace of sound.

"It's here." The man in black was about to break through the roof when a gust of cold air suddenly penetrated the roof. The man in black dodged and retreated. The biting cold air had already covered the green tiles at his feet. Hoarfrost.

"Is this the kind of boxing technique that condenses the power of wind and frost? It's very good." The man in black smiled when he looked at the target who had reached the roof, but in the laughter was the extremely cold sword energy.

The blood-red sword energy was extremely eye-catching in the moonlight. Yang Ming shook the sword energy with his fist, and a white mark appeared on his fist.

"Sure enough, I am still better." The man in black, who got a satisfactory result in his first trial, swung his long sword and stabbed at Yang Ming. The cold sword moves were like the flowing water of Huaihe River. Absolutely, this is his swordsmanship.

He was born on the shore of the Huai River, and has been making a living on the Huai River since he was a child. When he was a boy, he did not have any martial arts skills, so he made a living as a water thief. In middle age, until middle age, his martial arts finally became great, and he began to travel across the Huaihe region. From the rich families to the ordinary people, everyone was afraid of him.

During those years of killing, his martial arts have been blended into the shadow of Huai River. The denseness of his sword skills and the endless flow of sword power make people fall into it as if they are trapped deep in the Huai River. There is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. The road is a dead end.

Today, his swordsmanship is even better than before, because there is an extra layer of fire in his swordsmanship, called the flame of desire. When the two of them fought, the roof was broken by the vertical and horizontal sword energy and fist power. Open, he has already seen the person in the room, a stunning beauty, and this beauty is about to belong to him.

But as time went by, his expression became solemn, because he found that although his swordsmanship had reached its peak, the opponent was like the frost in late autumn, letting the Huai River disappear forever. He returned, but in the end he could not withstand the invasion of frost.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that you came at the wrong time." Seeing that the time was almost up, Yang Ming used the lightening technique of Fengshen Leg to appear behind the man in black. He had no time to change his sword stance. , punching his back.

Wherever the fist wind passes, the dispersed breath of wind and frost is spinning crazily. It is the fourth style of Tianshuang Fist where frost and snow are flying. The twisting force of the fist belt penetrates the human bones. The person who hits it breaks the muscles and bones instantly. This is Li Jing's specialty. A boxing technique that restrains the physical training techniques in the military.

With a muffled sound, the man in black was about to break his muscles and bones. The next moment, he really heard the sound of his own muscles and bones breaking. How is this possible? The man in black, whose body and soul were severely injured at the same time, swung his sword and stabbed behind him from under his ribs. At the same time, he flew away into the night. Yang Ming, who avoided the blade, just stood on the roof and watched the man in black escape. direction, without any intention of pursuing.

The man in black endured the actions behind him. The black scarf was already stained with blood. He knew that he had not only injured his muscles and bones, but also his internal organs. That man's martial arts was too strong.

Especially the movement technique of the last blow, its speed is as fast as a ghost, and it is hard to guard against. If there is another time, I will never rush to attack. Under such movement technique, defense is the best way. .

But who would have thought that a person who is proficient in boxing skills would have even more terrifying body skills.

The man in black kept thinking about the battle just now and realized that he had made a mistake from the beginning. It was the beautiful woman who blinded his eyes.

When I recover from my injuries and invite a few friends, I will definitely avenge today.

However, his figure suddenly stopped and looked solemnly at the dark street, where there was the sound of slight footsteps.

"Congratulations to the master for your great victory." In the room with a big hole in the top, a girl in an apricot yellow dress and blue lining smiled at Yang Ming. Her smile was beautiful and came from the heart. The two rows of white teeth exposed by her smile made her smile look extremely sincere.

Such a smile is beautiful and sincere, but it shouldn't appear on Jingli, but is this the current situation? What is the reason?

Just because this 'Frightened Salamander' is not that 'Frightened Salamander', the appearance is the appearance of a Frightened Salamander, but the heart is still the heart of Yingge.

"It's still early. We just won the beginning. There are still many things to do next." Yang Mingdao.

"Next, the mistress will kill someone." Yingge said.

The Zuimeng Tower is still brightly lit at night. The owner of Zuimeng Tower, who specially left a room for himself when building Zuimeng Tower, has a panoramic view of the entire Zuimeng Tower through the window.

Looking at the world he created, the boss of Zuimenglou couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

More than thirty years later, I am still sitting here, while my opponents have become bones rotting in the soil. The boss of Zuimenglou became more and more proud as he thought about it.

Zuimenglou is his legend.

However, his legend will end today.

Suddenly, a muscular figure burst through the window, wearing tight-fitting leather armor, a silver-white metal mask, and mesh-like stockings.

"Killer?" The boss of Zuimenglou looked at the sudden intruder, but there was no trace of fear, only curiosity.

"She is still a female killer. My favorite is the female killer." In the dim light, a majestic figure rushed out. When the killer's sword was about to hit the boss of Zuimenglou, he blocked him. , blocking the sword blade with his own body.

Then another punch was thrown out, carrying a fierce wind. The force was so strong, the punch and stone were so fierce that the severe ones seemed to be in danger of breaking bones.

Facing this circle, the killer also chose to give in, using his dexterity to deflect the punch, and then stabbed the opponent's throat with his hand.

"The sword is a good sword, but it can't break my defense." The attacker did not dodge, but even used his flesh and blood to bear the opponent's sword blade.

With a clang, the killer dodged back. The opponent's defense was indeed terrifying. Even though the sword in her hand was as sharp as iron, she was encountering an unbreakable stone.

Two figures were fighting in a melee. Sparks flashed amidst the sound of gold and iron. One had unparalleled defense, strong and heavy punches, while the other had nimble movements and flawless sword moves.

The boss of Zuimenglou in the room was drinking tea while watching the battle in the room. He obviously had sufficient confidence in the old man's strength.

Sure enough, under the old man's attack, the killer gradually showed his weakness.

"The masters in the entire Daliang City are ranked among the top five, how can any killer be able to touch the porcelain." The boss of Zuimenglou thought leisurely.

But at the moment when the old man almost forced the killer to retreat, a sharp sword light flew towards him. The boss of Zuimenglou felt a pain in his heart. He only saw that a dagger had penetrated into his chest. middle.

"You?" The old man shouted angrily and threw himself at the killer. He was blocked by a sword. As the figure stepped back, he had already pulled out the short sword from the chest of the boss of Zuimenglou.

The killer who retracted the dagger thought for a moment, and a figure appeared in her mind. The true face hidden under the mask pursed his lips and smiled, remembering someone's bad taste, and said: "You are a master, but But not a good guard."

The person who was speaking had already jumped out of the window that had just been broken and disappeared into the vast night.

In the Prince's Mansion next to the Palace of Wei, some people also returned here in the night.

"Looking at you like this, it doesn't look like you succeeded." One person picked up the man in black and smelled the faint smell of blood, but not the smell of powder. He already knew that his friend had missed the target.

"It failed. The details of that person are beyond our imagination. Take me to see the prince. I have important information to report." The man in black said slightly weakly.

"what's the situation?"

"It concerns the king and Lord Xinling." The man in black said.

"Come back and forth." Hearing this, the man became more solemn.

After receiving the news, Crown Prince Zeng of Wei hurriedly put on his clothes from Concubine Ji's warm embrace and came to the study.

"What information did you get?" Prince Zeng asked when he came up.

"I saw the people under Lord Xinling's family at that man's residence. They said that the king is ill. If something happens to the king, they should do something to help Lord Xinling ascend the throne." The man in black said.

"What?" Prince Zeng was shocked when he heard this. He stood up subconsciously and walked up to the man in black without caring about keeping a sufficient distance from the man in black. He asked, "Is this true?"

"Reporting to the prince, this statement is absolutely true. No matter how bold a villain is, he would not dare to lie on such a matter." The man in black replied.

"My father is ill, I don't know, but Lord Xinling knows about it?" The prince was in a daze for a while. Such a thing was so unbelievable, but it happened to Lord Xinling, and it was so natural.

"There are many things to do." Prince Zeng said thoughtfully.

Suddenly, the man in black struck out at Prince Zeng with his palms folded respectfully in front of him. Prince Zeng was caught off guard and was hit by a palm.

"You?" Prince Zeng looked at the man in black in astonishment.

"Prince, you are blocking your way." The man in black sneered, broke open the door and fled.

"Grasp……."

"Shut up." Prince Zeng stopped him.

"Prince, are you okay?" The servant quickly closed his mouth, helped the crumbling Prince Zeng, and asked anxiously.

"If he had used a sword instead of a palm, Gu might really be dead, but he can't die now." Prince Zeng said with a pale face. Although he couldn't die, his internal injuries were indeed extremely serious. At this time, he only felt that his heart was dying. It was shattering, especially the shock just now and the information behind it made his heart tremble.

Lord Xinling? Father? How should I respond next?

No, Gu must not sit still and wait for death, he must take action, but the power of Lord Xinling is just on the surface, but those strange and strange disciples are...

Thinking of this, the gloominess on Tai Zizeng's face deepened.

Think about it in the long term, think about it in the long term, Prince Zeng thought, and a figure appeared in his mind: Wei Yong.