To the masculine to the strong, the sword of the cadre!

To the yin to the cold, the sword of Mo evil!

These two swords are hundreds of years ago the sword-casting master cadre, Mo Ye husband and wife two people to build, the two of them cast swords together, the sword is divided into male and female, you have me, I have you, both rigid and soft, this is the most good.

It's a pity that at the last level of sword casting, the daughters of the two threw themselves into the fire, melting the sword with blood, and after the sword was completed, the couple who cast the sword body and the king of Chu who ordered the sword casting were all killed, which can be described as a murderous sword weapon.

In the past, these two swords were owned by Zhao Zhen of Zhao State, and later, in order to resolve the anger on his body, Zhao Zhen specialized in cultivating Haoran Qi, holding the sword of Chunjun, and comprehending the vitality of heaven and earth, and the two swords fell into the hands of his disciples and daughters.

The incomparably red domineering sword, the cold sword of the white and cold, and the two figures that flashed with vast light around their bodies, jumped out from the side of Xingle Palace, waved the sharp weapon in their hands, and with the cultivation of the god warrior, where they passed, the severed arms and stumps were scattered all over the place.

The spiritual sense spread, ascending and looking down, at this moment, the hall of Xingle Palace, where the tyrant was located, was in front of him, and looked at the Xianyang Palace martial artists who gathered from all directions, the two of them were not afraid at all, and the cadres of the Mo evil soldiers were united, and the power was even more obvious, and in an instant, dozens of innate martial artists who were blocking the front were defeated.

"What's going on out there?"

In Xingle Palace, Qin Wangzheng was sitting at the top, reading the progress of the renovation of the Wenxin Palace sent by Han Fei, according to the planning drawings left by Wang Di, there was nothing wrong.

And from the point of view of progress, in about a month, the entire school palace can be renovated, and it can be put into use in time. In a month's time, Brother Wang and they should be able to return from the army.

It's just that before I finished reading, I could hear the terrible sounds coming from outside the Xingle Palace, the sound of panicked footsteps echoing out, and even the anxious words of the palace guards shouting loudly.

A pair of Danfeng's eyes narrowed, and the corner of his eye looked to the side, and then, Zhao Gao quickly disappeared.

"My lord, two assassins have broken into the palace and are already approaching the front of the palace!"

Then, a young military general wearing black heavy armor stepped inside, bowed in front of the hall and bowed, looking at the king and the civil and military ministers in the palace, with a solemn expression.

The sudden appearance of the two thieves caught the palace guards off guard, and they retreated one after another, and for no reason they appeared in front of Xingle Palace, but fortunately, around Xingle Palace, there have always been heavy guards, and there are more personal royal guards.

"The king, there are two assassins from Zhao Guo who are fighting with the palace guards outside the palace, but the two of them are good at martial arts, with those palace guards are afraid that they are not opponents, the king will go to the side hall, for a moment, the left and right protectors should come!"

The general who entered the hall stood silently, waiting for the king's response. After breathing, Zhao Gao, who had just left the hall, also returned quickly, his face was full of anxiety, and the sword in the hands of the two assassins he recognized as Mo Ye, the cadre who Zhao Guo asked for an exchange last time.

In addition, the cultivation of the two of them has broken into the gods, and there is the existence of the cadre Mo Ye, I am afraid that in the entire level of the gods, they all belong to the top existences, and now in the Xianyang Palace, in addition to the left and right protectors, there is no one to stop.

"Assassin!"

"Haha, mere ranger assassin, what are the widows afraid of?"

"Li Zhong, after Li Xin left, you were in charge of the palace guards, could those two assassins walk in front of the widow's palace so openly? Kill my Great Qin soldiers at will? ”

Qin Wangzheng snorted lightly, his eyebrows moved, he gently put down the paperwork in his hand, looked at the civil and military ministers who were also stunned left and right, got up from his seat, and paced up.

The sound of the fight outside the hall in my ears was not noticed, and it was getting closer and closer. In the Xianyang Palace, there was an assassin, which was the first time since Guanli's pro-government, and it was also a ranger from Zhao State.

With his hands behind his back, his expression was fearless, looking down at the heavily armored general at the head of the head, who succeeded Li Xin as the captain of the guard, but now, there was such a big mistake, and the thief quietly ran to Xingle Palace.

"King!"

"In this ......, those two assassins were brought by Liliangren, who held the Great King's Black Dragon Order, and we didn't dare to stop them along the way. But Li Zhongguan and his entourage went to Xingle Palace, and they were strange, and they also sent additional guards. ”

"I never thought that the target of those two people was the king!"

When he mentioned this, Li Zhong was terrified, but he was careless about this matter. But in any case, it was impossible to imagine that the two people who followed behind Liliang were actually assassins.

The Liliang people held the Black Dragon Order, which was equivalent to the arrival of the king himself, and they did not dare to stop it, so that the two of them easily approached the king's side. Now, there was a sudden outbreak, and with his strong martial arts cultivation, the palace guards struggled to resist.

"Death, tyrant!"

As soon as Li Zhong's voice in front of the palace fell, Qin Wangzheng's eyebrows tightened, was Li'er bringing those two assassins to Xingle Palace? Li Zhong's net worth is innocent, and he is a candidate recommended by Lao Tingwei, and he is loyal to himself and will never be false.

Just thinking about it, in an instant, a brilliant white sword flew in from outside the hall and went straight to the top of the hall.

"Hugh's presumptuousness!"

Li Zhong, who was closest to the palace in front of the hall, felt this, and directly pulled out the sword in his hand, urged the internal force, and met it with one force.

Burst!

Between the touches, the breath of the most yin and cold swept away, and the majestic power reverberated from the sword, and Li Zhong's figure just jumped up, and was defeated by the Dawson white sword, and the big figure flew upside down in the hall hall, hitting the wall not far away.

"My king, and keep away from it."

The next civil and military ministers were also worried in their hearts, and they wanted to leave the hall, but they saw that the first king did not leave in the slightest, and everyone ignored it and fled first.

The sound of fighting and the terrible screams outside the hall were still whirling, and Changping Jun Xiong Qi stepped out, bowed his hand, and looked at Qin Wangzheng.

"The king, the son of a daughter can't sit in the hall, this kind of assassin can not be compared with the body of a king's daughter."

After breathing, the national lieutenant Wei Yu also stepped out, the king's heart and courage are worthy of appreciation, but in the face of such a life and death crisis, we should also focus on major events, just an assassin, a humble body, and delusional strategies against the sky, which is ridiculous.

"Ying Zheng, today, I want to recover this blood debt from you for the Zhao people who have been killed by the Qin State for many years!"

Qin Wangzheng stood still, ignoring the words of Changping Jun and Guowei, and looked at the entrance of the hall so quietly, where at this time, two figures full of blood entered with swords.

The bloodthirsty murderous aura instantly entangled the entire hall, and even though it was the height of summer, it still caused the temperature of the entire hall to plummet. One after another looked at them in disbelief, and the palace guards in front of the palace did not stop them.

A man and a woman, the specific color of their clothes at the moment is no longer clear, and their faces are also average, only the blood that is still dripping from their bodies can show the battle just now.

The crimson sword was swallowed, the white sword qi was flying, and the two of them stepped into the Xingle Palace, their eyes were firmly fixed on the person who was obviously the most noble, without any hesitation, the two swords were intertwined, and the body moved, and between the roars, the two-color sword attack burst out.

"You can't kill him!"

"Rest the Wounded King!"

In an instant, in the hall of Nuoda, two exclamations arose.

Han Fei, who was standing under the high platform, turned his body and looked directly at the two figures full of murderous intent, and with a thought, an invisible force surged in the entire Xingle Palace.

In the depths of the void, time and space stood still, and a blue-black, broken ancient sword appeared, although the sword body had been shattered into several sections, but the next moment a figure exuding a black aura appeared without warning.

With long fluttering hair, dressed in golden armor like dragon scales, and holding a broken sword, he stopped in front of Qin Wangzheng who was at the top, and slashed horizontally with a sword, meeting the attack of the two at this moment.

Another shout was Zhao Gao, the Shaofu Ling who was flashing with a light red light around him at this time, his eyes were shining, staring at the two assassins tightly, and the whole person jumped in front of Qin Wangzheng.

"It's you! Han Fei, why are you stopping me! ”

When he was last year, the Shencheng Library had a lot of contacts with the quicksand in Xinzheng, and Zhao Feixue recognized the leader of the quicksand, that is, Han Fei, who was standing in the hall of Xingle Palace at this moment.

His country has been reduced to the country of Qin's vassals, and his people have no choice but to enter Qin, have they forgotten the pain inflicted by Qin on Korea, and have they forgotten the enmity of their family and country.

The two blades of the cadres and Mo Ye are staggered, although the domineering and powerful power is blocked by the black figure in armor in the depths of the void, but it is only an obstacle, and the mysterious power in the two of them is extremely urged, and the extremely strong power is like a tide, wave after wave.

In just three breaths, the black figure in the depths of the void shattered with the sword in his hand, and the remaining strength went further, once again facing the head of Qin Wangzheng, who was still motionless.

As for the innate martial artist in front of him, he was vulnerable, and when he raised his hand, he was defeated by the remnant sword, and the whole person rolled down under the hall.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The vision was born abruptly, the vitality of heaven and earth moved, the power of the two sharp weapons of the source to the cadres and Mo Ye, to the resonance of the yang and the yin, the power was superimposed more than ten times, and a beam of brilliant sword light went straight into the chest of Qin Wangzheng.

The incomparable power had swept through all the guards of Xingle Palace just now, crushing all the innate martial artists, and only killing the people in front of them, even if they died, they would die.

"You want to kill the widow?"

Qin Wangzheng was independent, his hands were still on his back, a pair of Danfeng eyes flashed with essence, quietly looking at the two blood-stained assassins in front of him, ignoring the sword attack that contained the power of destruction, and a light purple body protection light appeared on the surface of his body out of thin air.

The upper road seal emerges, the texture is blessed, and there is a shallow golden light swimming, and the unsullied Taiji phantom bursts out from the protective body Xuanguang, although it seems to be illusory, but with a wisp of heaven and earth.

Reversing yin and yang, sword attack, the powerful blow of the two of them counterattacked at this moment, and even more of the power of the two of them.

Burst! Burst!

Without any warning, everything was in an instant, and the colorful Tai Chi phantom shrouded Qin Wangzheng's body, and the powerful force shook out, and the two assassins suffered heavy blows, and their bodies fell from the void, staggering at the entrance of the hall.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

At the same time, in the entire chaotic Xingle Palace, there were brilliant Xuanguang manifestations, and the dark golden dragon was full of energy, turning into a peerless Yang, manifesting with a bare hand, and pressing the palm print.

The purple rhyme is swirling, the yin is immeasurable, and the same part belongs to the power of the yin to the cold, mixed with the palm print of the previous yang, and the evolution of Taiji Xuanyi, yin and yang.

Above the main hall, there was a wisp of sword path Xuanguang falling, evolving the Taiji Phantom, sealing the ten directions of heaven and earth, scattering from the sky, and forcibly suppressing the two assassins with the power of the sword body.