Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

In the room, killing intent increased. It was obviously summer, but a cold wind blew into the room.

The two assassins of Luo Wang, who were first-class killers, drew out their sabers after receiving orders from Lai.

It's just that they didn't rush forward immediately. When facing powerful opponents such as Xuan Jian, they had an obvious pause.

The pause for this moment was hesitation, temptation, fear, and hesitation, but after that sword light passed, everything became unimportant.

She squinted her eyes, and Xuan Jian only shot a sword, and ended the snare of two swordsmen who were first-class killers.

The master duel, after the sword light passed, Lai Ming had already understood that today's Xuan Jian was no longer the thief of the year, nor the fierce beast employed by the net.

His killing intent was still sharp, but it became more and more convergent, becoming pure, and the sword intent was pure, not comparable to that of the year.

"It seems that you have made progress under Zhao Shuang's hands. But, are you here to kill me?"

Lai's heart had always been suspicious of Ji Wuye's intelligence.Because if that is true, it means that starting from the Longmen Crossing that year, starting with the desperate sword that spurred Zhao Shuang, the net has gone a lot over the years.

This is a huge lie, and even makes me afraid to imagine the bloody truth behind this lie.

Whenever I think about it a little bit, I can't resist a cold sweat behind her back.

"Since I have followed the Lord, I have indeed benefited. It's just that I am here today, not to kill you, but to give you a message from the Lord."

"What does Zhao Shuang want to say?"

"The Lord said, if you are acquainted, you will immediately take the snare!"

"What if I choose not?"

"Then I will help you get out!"

With a cry from Xuan Jian, the situation in the room changed.In a short distance, Lai leaned forward, her swift body technique set off a circular wave of air.

The invisible wave of air, like a smoke ring, dissipated instantly.Except for those present, I'm afraid I can't feel the aura of that moment.

Bianri collided with Xuanjian, and the sword aura of both sides collided, and everything in this room began to become fragmented.

"A slave is a slave, and your master's condescending nausea feels in your words."

"Do you mean the time you danced with a sword?"

Xuan Jian sneered, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"Goujian has the courage to pay, and even taste the poop of the husband, what am I?"

The sword power accumulated to a certain extent, and the sword energy was condensed without dispersing, and it swayed the house.

Lai opened the sword, and with a touch, he opened the distance from Xuanjian.

But at the moment when the two separated, the concentrated sword qi burst and dissipated, and the airflow in the room became stable and quite calm again.

"Xuan Jian, do you think you can defeat me?"

"From the moment you can sacrifice everything for power, you are no longer my opponent."

"Arrogant!"

The anger in Lai's heart was provoked, and when Bianri and Xuanjian collided again, the killing intent and sword aura of both sides increased tenfold.

Every time a long sword confrontation, the momentum and rhythm are increasing.

The impact of the two world's top swordsmen fighting each other life and death caused the entire small courtyard to gradually fade away in the sword aura of both sides.

.......

"One night you can know the wind and rain when the flowers fall, and the spring and autumn when one leaf declines."

In the depths of the mountains, green pines stand long.

On the Matsushita board, the chess game is still there, but there are no more players.

"Brother Bei Ming Dao, why is there such a sigh?"

Zhao Shuang came alone, and saw Bei Mingzi sitting between the pine cranes alone, stroking his beard and sighing.

"My friends have passed away one after another, and the people who played chess no longer have sighed in my heart."

Bei Mingzi threw out a futon and tossed it to Zhao Shuang.The other party took the old futon and sat down on the spot.

"At this time, the mortal dust is windy and rainy. As Qin's monarch, how can Daoist visit his friends in the mood?"

"It's easy to find a king, and it's hard to find a friend. No matter how much wind and rain there are, the clouds will cover your eyes."

"In this way, fellow Taoists have already gained something."

Bei Mingzi glanced at Zhao Shuang, but the other party smiled.

"In fact, I still have something to ask Daoist Bei Ming for help."

"I know that your kid has nothing good to do at this time. Let me tell you first, my Heavenly Sect never cares about worldly things. If you want to borrow someone to deal with Lu Buwei, don't say anything."

Why is this old guy such a thief?

Zhao Shuang smiled. After all, he was an old slipper who had lived for nearly a hundred years and was a thief.

"How could I desecrate the noble and pure place of Taoism so much, and let the sesame matters of the earthly world disturb the clean cultivation of my nephews."

"Then you are?"

Bei Mingzi's eyes were half open and half closed, and he glanced at Zhao Shuang.

"Friends of Dao! You also know that my old Zhao has no knowledge. I happened to have a few young people with some qualifications in my hands over the past few years. I want to send them to Daoism so that my nephews can work hard. "

This is more troublesome than asking someone to deal with Lu Buwei!

After all, if these people with unknown origins have extraordinary backgrounds, they may involve considerable trouble.

Bei Mingzi squinted his eyes, wondering in his heart whether this kid in front of him would dig holes and bury traps in it?

"How many people?"

"Friends of Taoism also know that I have developed a little power over the years, and have gathered some young people with extraordinary qualifications in the arena, the people and the court. Not many, just two."

"What are they called?"

"Zhang Liang and Xiao He!"

Bei Mingzi thought for a while, it seemed that there was no problem, but there was always a feeling of being taken advantage of by Zhao Shuang, and lingering.

"All right! I called Chisongzi to prepare. My Taoist accepts two more disciples, and it's nothing."

...

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the small courtyard was in ruins.Two figures stood in it, one standing tall and the other slightly rickety.

Xuan Jian held two swords, and a battle was very expensive.And the hiding sun opposite him looked even more embarrassed.

"you lose!"

Xuan Jian's voice rang in her ears, so harsh.

He took a slight breath and straightened up with a disdainful smile on his face.

"I'm not dead, and you're not dead, how can you win or lose?"

"Lu Buwei's people are nearby, but after such a big movement, why are they so late to be seen?"

Xuan Jian's words were like a drop of water dripping into the calm lake surface, causing ripples, causing Ling's lustrous aura, and suspiciousness arose in her heart.

"What do you know?"

"I only know that the Lord asked me to come here, and I don't have to worry about other things. And when I come, the goal has been achieved."

"Your purpose?"

"As a swordsman, you can only take one step beyond the bondage of the sword. You are struggling with power and become a slave to the sword. Just now, there were several life and death confrontations, and you all chose to retreat. This is your failure. the reason."

Xuan Jian smiled and disappeared into the small courtyard.

"If you don't get out, you won't have such good luck next time."

Looking at the mess on the ground, Lai clasped both hands and roared.

"Zhao Shuang!"