"Someone's coming out!"

As the time approached noon, the scorching sun above his head became more and more hot, and the hundred masters and Yan Zhao swordsmen who had been waiting around the mansion for a long time had already been impatient.

Moving back and forth around the house, one after another eyes converged on it, not daring to relax in the slightest, even Han Shen, Gongsun Li, and Lu Goujian were the same, hindered by cultivation, but they didn't lean too closely ahead.

However, I can also spy on the movements of the hundreds of people who came around, sitting in the restaurant and drinking tea, and suddenly, many pedestrians in front of the entire mansion who seemed to be unoccupied were shocked.

The gate of the mansion that they had been staring at for a long time slowly opened, and two people walked out of it, one in a purple robe, a noble son, and the other in a black brocade robe, with a golden costume and a cold expression.

Riding on the carriage that had long been parked in front of the door, ignoring the many strange pedestrians in front of the door, he drove away by himself, the horse roared, the crisp sound of running was unusually crisp, and a faint smoke rose and disappeared at the end of the road.

"Han Fei, the ninth son of King Han, and the swordsman beside him!"

Seeing this, the swordsmen of the countries who had entered Xinzheng for many days whispered that they were not the target of this trip, and the other party's status was noble, and in Xinzheng, if they killed the Korean royal family, they would undoubtedly be against the whole of Korea.

Today, they were able to stay here and have the opportunity to attack and kill King Qin, which was already the tacit consent of South Korea, and they did not dare to make a move, so they let Han Fei and Guigu Weizhuang leave.

Although I don't understand why the ninth son of King Han may have something to do with that tyrant, it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that if their news is not bad, there are still others in this courtyard now.

That talent is their real target.

"Han Fei! King Qin Yingzheng! ”

"Interesting, the person who can make Qin Wangzheng deign to come to Xinzheng to meet in person is actually him, with his recent performance in Xinzheng, he may have this qualification."

Similarly, looking down on the bloody clothes of the mansion on the top of the tall building in the distance, it is also the person who can make the Qin Wangzheng pay attention to the departure of Han Fei and the heir of the Ghost Valley, and the next Xinzheng may be more interesting.

The White Armor Army is scattered in the area north of the city, ready to gather at any time, and when the situation there changes, they can look for an opportunity to cut into the field, and if the goal is reached, the night will be stronger than before.

At the same time, in an area in the east of Xinzheng City, when a luxury carriage pulled by a famous horse passed a stone bridge, the bridge suddenly collapsed, and the carriage sank to the bottom of the water, and there was no longer any life.

"Didn't you say that Qin Wangzheng was inside? I haven't been out for so long, aren't you ready to live here? ”

After waiting for another stick of incense, the closed door of the house did not open again, and this scene made the hundred masters who had been waiting impatiently for a long time frown.

According to the exact news, Qin Wangzheng is indeed in Xinzheng, and now he is in this mansion, and now the ninth son of Han Wangzheng has left, but Qin Wangzheng still has not appeared, in the scene, there may be few people who have seen Qin Wangzheng, but there is an existence in the field that can confirm the identity of Qin Wangzheng.

If the other party is ready to stay in Xinzheng for a long time, it is impossible, the news comes out, anyone has to find a way to leave, although Qin Wangzheng is supreme, but he is also a human being, if he is a human being, he will have life and death, and if he dies, everything is gone.

"Could it be that there is a secret passage in this mansion, and you can get out from somewhere else?"

Suddenly, a possible situation appeared in the hearts of the hundred families, this mansion seemed to be not available to ordinary people, even so, it was more likely to have a secret passage.

For a while, this news spread, and it was quickly passed to the rest of the hundred good players and Yan Zhao swordsmen, if this was really the case, then they would be waiting here for nothing.

Without any hesitation, there was a good hand with excellent light skills and jumped towards the interior of the house, and the son of the daughter could not sit down, and they did not grasp the Yewang City before the age.

This time, I'll have to leave it behind anyway!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

However, the next moment, as soon as several good hands who thought they were good at light skills entered the walls of the mansion, between their breaths, several great heads were thrown out, and a bloody ruddy mist crossed the void, and the unclosed eyes showed the horror just now.

Like a few gravels, they fell on the street in front of the house, and there was a dull sound, leaving a few bright red traces on the shiny bluestone slabs.

However, these fresh heads are also like a few stones falling on the honeycomb, and the consequence of shaking the honeycomb is that it will face the siege of all the hornets, which is exactly the right thing at this moment.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

How could the hundred good hands who had already been unable to bear it endure it, a faint light loomed, holding the blade of the sword, and quickly stepped forward, the sword light flickered, and it smashed the gate of the house and attacked it.

On the walls on both sides, there were also warriors who had cultivated to be strong and weak and jumped into it, but after breathing, the hundred masters who entered from the walls on both sides rolled down the streets one by one.

Those dozens of hundreds of masters who attacked from the main gate of the mansion were shrouded in a series of black and white peerless sword qi, and the sword light was incomparable, and in an instant, the flesh was torn to pieces, and scarlet blood flowed inside and outside the gate of the mansion.

"You ...... It's too weak! ”

Holding black and white blades, one in front and one behind, the black and white light on the body surface is shrouded, surrounded by the unparalleled kendo breath, as a generation of sword heroes, today's edge reappears, and the killing intent reappears.

Coarse linen clothes, stepping on the blood that was still flowing under his feet, the seemingly decadent face showed a trace of extreme bloodlust, and the messy hair was blown by the wind at will, standing in front of the house with a sword, looking at the hundred masters and Yan Zhao swordsmen who had gathered here at this time.

Seem...... It's been a long time since I've had a good time relaxing.

"Ten years ago, you invaded the Qin State and killed my wife and children, and today you should pay for your blood debts!"

Looking up to the sky and roaring, the whole body is shrouded in incomparably rich black and white Xuanguang, and the black and white blades in his hands bloom with more dazzling sword rays, scattering the void between the whistling, and the figure flickering, doing whatever it takes, enjoying the pleasure of killing.

Every time the sword was waved, there was a person who shed blood, whether it was a martial artist at the innate level of mixed yuan, or a martial artist who had just entered the gods, they were not the same enemy, and in an instant, in front of the door of the mansion, it became a hellish existence.

"Mr. Gai Nie, since you have already made a move, then, why stop!"

The terrible screams echoed, mixed with endless pain, endless unwillingness, and endless ......wailing, but the final outcome was still the same.

On the wall on the right side of the house, I don't know when, two figures stood quietly on it, looking at the Guigu Gai Nie beside him, watching the long sword flowing with drops of blood in his hand, smiling slightly, standing on his side with one hand, and speaking slowly.