Chapter 6 The Great Disciple of Zhao Jian Zhai

Since the fall of King Wu, the Zhou royal family has continued to this day, and it has been nearly 800 years.

However, since King Zhou Ping moved eastward in the past year, the royal power of the Zhou royal family has declined, and various vassal states have fought each other for nearly 500 years in order to compete for the supreme royal power.

Since the three families were divided into Jin and Tian clans, the major vassal states have been fighting each other, and it has been nearly two hundred years since you sang and I appeared.

To this day, the seven heroes of Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Qin stand side by side, attacking each other, and various vassal states are constantly fighting for the legitimacy of the declining royal power. For more than 200 years, it can be said that there has never been a moment of peace in the land of Kyushu. The vassal states have attacked each other until now, and once formed a situation where the east respects Qi and the west respects Qin. However, since Sun Bin and Tian Ji, although the State of Qi still maintains its own status as a great power, in fact, it has already been a declining country, so that decades ago, the army led by King Yan Zhao Le Yi almost destroyed the country, if it were not for the death of King Yan Zhao, the successor did not trust Le Yi, and changed the generals, the State of Qi may have been annexed by the State of Yan. The Qin State in the West was under the leadership of King Qin Zhao, and made great efforts to govern the country, and for decades, King Qin Zhao used Fan Ju and Wu used Bai Qi, both of whom were unborn geniuses, and had the potential to annex the six countries and dominate the world. A few years ago, Bai Qi fought a decisive battle with the 450,000 Zhao army led by Zhao general Zhao Kuo in Changping, defeating the Zhao army, and Zhao Kuo himself was killed by random arrows in the chaos. After the 400,000 Zhao troops surrendered to the Qin army, they were killed by Bai Qi, and all the soldiers of the Zhao State were killed and wounded.

Bai Qi made immortal achievements, but he was jealous of Fan Ju, was victimized by Fan Ju's slander, and was ordered to commit suicide by King Qin Zhao, and a generation of famous generals died with hatred. But Fan Ju didn't take much advantage, two years later, because of Bai Qi's death, Fan Ju offended the Qin ** forces, and had to resign from the phase, and the Korean Cai Ze took over the phase. Unexpectedly, Fan Ju was killed by the assassins on the way back to the fiefdom, his head was taken away, and his attendants suffered countless casualties, and a few months later, Fan Ju's head was found to be enshrined in front of Bai Qi's tomb. The Qin people talked a lot, and they all said that after the death of Wu Anjun Bai Qi, he turned into a powerful ghost for revenge, and the Qin people all set up temples to pay tribute to Bai Qi.

In just two years, the Qin State successively lost Bai Qi and Fan Ju, two important civil and military ministers, which can be described as a broken bone, coupled with the fact that King Qin Zhao is getting old, he is no longer able to launch a war against the six eastern countries again. Only then did the six eastern countries usher in a respite and get a moment of peace. However, the monarch of the Six Kingdoms did not know how to be prepared for danger in times of peace, but blindly indulged in lust, and the fall of the Six Kingdoms was already only in the maki!

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Under the snow, the silver wrap has already shrouded the entire country, dyeing a layer of silver for the small land of the country.

In the sky, snowflakes kept falling from the sky.

Wei Guo is surnamed Ji, and the ancestor is the younger brother of Ji Fa, King Wu of Zhou, which can be called one of the longest-lasting vassal states. In fact, Weiguo did become the longest lasting vassal state in the Zhou Dynasty. Historically, it was not until after Qin II ascended the throne that Wei Guo was abolished by Qin.

It's just that if it is not unified today, although the national strength of the country is weak, it can barely maintain itself.

At this moment, on a barren mountain in the defense of the country, an unknown sword battle is taking place.

In fact, although the national strength of the Wei Kingdom is weak, it is not that there are no talents, but the Wei royal family has long been accustomed to the precarious days, and there is no intention of cheering up at all. As a result, there was a massive outflow of patriotic talents. Most of the talents who have come out of self-defense have served in other countries. Such as: Shang Ying, Lü Buwei, Jing Ke and others are all patriots, but none of them have been reused in the definite country.

On top of the barren hill, there was a flat land, and on top of the flat land, several thatched huts were built. In front of the thatched hut, at this moment, two young men were fighting swords. Under the thatched hut, there was a middle-aged man who looked like he was forty or fifty years old and had a decadent face, and he was watching the battle with two teenagers with vaguely similar faces.

"Yikes!" The two young men, one emaciated and the other majestic, were fighting each other.

The emaciated young man stabbed his sword towards the chest of the majestic young man, as if he wanted to pierce the person in front of him with a sword.

Clang! Facing this sword of the emaciated youth, the majestic young man raised the sword in his hand with his left hand and blocked the sword. At the same time, the blade of the sword turned and turned along the edge of the emaciated youth's sword, turning straight towards the emaciated youth's wrist, as if he wanted to snatch the sword from the emaciated youth's hand.

"Drink!" In the face of this strange move of his opponent, the emaciated young man let out a loud shout, and with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the sword had already rotated.

Call! The long sword in the hands of the emaciated young man spun violently, like a strange sword with sword blades everywhere, and the sharp sword in the hands of the majestic young man trembled, and he almost couldn't grasp it.

Syllable! Under the strange tricks of the emaciated youth, the majestic young man did not grasp one of them steadily, and was almost taken away. He hurriedly took three steps back and regained his steady. However, at this moment, the emaciated young man reached out with his right hand, and he had already grasped the hilt of the saber and regained his hand.

The emaciated young man was unforgiving, and as soon as the hilt of the sword was in his hand, he had already chased after the majestic young man, and stabbed out with a sword.

Clang! The emaciated young man stabbed out with a sword, just when the majestic young man's old power had exhausted his new strength, and the majestic young man hurriedly raised his sword to block.

The two swords intersected, and there was an immediate crisp sound.

The emaciated youth took advantage of the victory to pursue, sword after sword, constantly chasing towards the majestic youth, and did not give the majestic youth any respite. The sword in his hand stabbed out in a continuous chain, constantly chasing after the majestic youth.

The majestic young man lost the first hand, and under the continuous pursuit of the emaciated youth, he barely parried, and after dozens of swords, the sword path was completely out of shape, and it was about to be unable to support it.

Clang! The emaciated young man pointed his sword towards the wrist of the majestic youth, the speed of the sword was extremely fast, and he did not give the majestic young man half a room to react at all, the majestic young man only felt a tingling sensation in his wrist, and the saber in his hand could not help but come out of his hand, and the saber had fallen to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"You've lost!" The emaciated young man Jian Feng appeared in front of the majestic young man's door and said coldly.

"That's right, I lost again, senior brother!" The majestic young man showed a wry smile and said bitterly.

"Hahaha, okay, Sheng'er, Zhongxie, both of you have improved your swordsmanship very quickly, it's just a thousand miles a day!" The middle-aged man who had been watching from the wall walked forward with a smile and started a round.

"Master!"

The two young men who had been fighting just now saw the appearance of the middle-aged man, and immediately put away the murderous aura on their bodies, and said in unison to the middle-aged man, respectfully.

"Sheng'er, is your swordsmanship improving quickly?" The middle-aged man raised one right hand, stroked his beard, and said to the emaciated youth. It's just that, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the middle-aged man immediately revealed his right hand, which had always been shrouded in his sleeves, and above the middle-aged man's right hand, there were only four fingers!

The little finger of the middle-aged man's right hand was actually cut off by someone, and now there are only four fingers left.

"It's all the master's teaching!" The emaciated young man replied respectfully.

"Haha, it's also your hard work, you deserve to be my big disciple of Zhaojian Zhai!" The middle-aged man laughed.

Zhaojian Zhai?

Shine on the sword!

This middle-aged man is actually the patriotic swordsman Zhao Jianzhai who is as famous as Cao Qiudao, the sword saint under Qi Guoji!

So who is this young man whom he calls a great disciple?