Chapter 472 Master Stable
Private powerhouse.
Basement level.
Qin Yao, who was striding forward with the sword box under his arm, was slightly startled when he saw the dark hole in the giant bowl.
What is going on?
As soon as he took out Zhong Kui's sword, Qin Zhi broke the seal?
Remembering the tragedy that happened to Qian, Yang and Li’s three families in the original work after Qin Corpse broke the seal, Qin Yao didn’t care to find out how Qin Corpse broke the seal, and jumped into the air, in the deep frost and fog. , rushed to Sanxing Village as quickly as possible.
In the village.
Uncle Feng had the magic talisman attached to his leg and hurriedly ran to the seventh small courtyard. When he opened the door and took a look, he saw a black shadow biting another person in the brightly lit bedroom. A dark shadow on the neck.
“Stop, you evildoer!”
Uncle Feng roared angrily, immediately pulled out his pistol, pointed it at the biting figure in the house, and fired several times.
Five bullets penetrated the wooden window one after another and hit the black shadow, but they did not stop him from biting the center of the other person's neck.
“Bang.”
Uncle Feng kicked open the wooden door of the bedroom and broke into the house. He saw a figure wearing imperial robes, holding the hilt of a sword, with a burnt face. He held the village chief with one arm and sucked the blood from his neck.
"Shut up!" Uncle Feng flicked his wrist, and a copper coin sword suddenly slipped out of his right cuff. The hilt of the sword was caught in his hand, and he strode forward.
"Stop."
Qin Zhi pinched the village chief's neck and slowly raised his head.
Uncle Feng was afraid that the corpse demon would strangle the village chief, so he stopped and shouted: "You can speak, which means you are enlightened. Why did you commit such a murder?"
"The ancestors of the three surnames asked the Taoist priest to seal me to this day. Is this reason enough?" Qin Zhi said in a deep voice.
Uncle Feng: "Even if this is the case, it is still the matter of their ancestors. What does it have to do with them?"
Qin Zhi sneered: "Are you trying to say that no harm will come to your descendants?"
Uncle Feng: "I want to say that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. The sins committed by their ancestors will be punished when their souls return to the underworld. Already liquidated..."
"Those who are liquidated by others have nothing to do with me? "Qin Zhi intercepted and said: "I will avenge myself!"
Uncle Feng: "..."
Qin Zhi solemnly said: "Taoist, this matter has nothing to do with you, I hope. Don’t meddle in other people’s business, lest you risk your own life.”
"Stop it, Azu!"
Suddenly, Qin Yao stepped into the yard holding Zhong Kui's sword and shouted loudly: "What do you think this is?"
Looking at the simple long sword in his hand Sword, Qin Shi's pupils shrank, and then he pretended to be calm and said: "My name is not Azu."
"Are you Qin Shihuang?" Qin Yao asked.
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't?" Qin Zhi silently clenched the sword at his waist.
"If you are, then there is nothing wrong with calling you Azu." Qin Yao said: "Because later generations usually call Qin Shihuang Yingzheng Ancestral Dragon."
Qin Corpse: "Ancestral Dragon, Zulong, Qin Emperor Zulong, this is a good name!"
Qin Yao pursed his lips and said: "So, you admit that you are Ying Zheng?"
"Yes and no. ." Qin Shi said.
Qin Yao: "I hate it most when someone tries to trick me."
"This is not selling out."
Qin Zhi said in a solemn voice: "Why should I tell you the truth without my approval?"
Qin Yao slowly pulled out and released a faint red light. Zhong Kui's sword pointed at Qin Zhi: "Come on."
Qin Zhi threw away the old village chief like trash, suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded in the void. "Whoa." Qin Zhi struck out with a sword in the air. The arc-shaped sword energy, with a trace of blood, whizzed straight towards Qin Yao's door.
"Bang."
Qin Yao raised his hand and smashed the sword energy with his sword. His body turned into an afterimage. In an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and raised his sword to stab Qin Zhi's throat.
Qin Zhi raised his sword to block. Zhong Kui's sword pierced the center of King Qin's sword. Qin Yao's power gathered at the tip of the sword exploded on the sword, forcibly bending the blade of King Qin's sword and pushing Qin Zhi. Back quickly.
“Dang.”
After retreating and retreating, seeing his back about to hit the wall, Qin Zhi quickly retracted his long sword and struck Zhong Kui’s sword in the middle, forcing him to The sword blade is deflected.
Qin Yao, who flew up with his sword, missed him, turned around and swung his sword, and the dazzling red sword energy shot out and rushed forward.
Qin Zhi held the sword with both hands and instantly performed a set of sword fighting techniques. A blood-red sword shadow with clearly visible lines on the sword body rushed out of the long sword, instantly defeating the red sword energy and rushing straight towards it. Qin Yao's body.
The shadow of the sword disappeared in an instant. Qin Yao leaned back, with his upper body parallel to the ground, avoiding the edge of the sword. Unexpectedly, the shadow of the sword could be controlled after being shot out. Instead of flying out parallel, it struck violently. fall down.
“Bang.”
Qin Yao’s back fell to the ground and disappeared instantly.
With a bang, the sword shadow fell to the ground, instantly blasting a deep pit into the flat ground.
Not far away, Uncle Feng, whose heart was high, exhaled a long breath, raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
The battle in front of him was too dangerous. The key was that the two men were intertwined as they fought, and he couldn't find any chance to help.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..."
Qin Yao and Qin Zhi fought faster and faster, and their figures gradually turned into red and black light groups. Even if Uncle Feng opened his Dharma Eyes, Only two afterimages could be seen.
After hundreds of rounds, Qin Zhi, who was getting weaker and weaker, became more and more frightened.
Under normal circumstances, as the combat time prolongs, the attack power of both parties should decrease exponentially.
But why is the attack power of the person opposite getting stronger and stronger?
Hidden clumsiness?
Impossible.
If the outcome can be decided with one sword, who would be so anxious about hiding one's weakness?
Qin Zhi was puzzled, but he knew that he could not continue like this, otherwise the situation might become even more unfavorable to him.
"Ang..."
While fighting, Qin Zhi suddenly changed his moves, and the long sword came out of his hand, turning into a black dragon, flying towards Qin Yao.
Qin Yao jumped up, landed heavily on the dragon's head with both feet, and was immediately lifted up by the black dragon.
"Okay, I admit that you are qualified to know the truth. Let this battle end here."
Just as Qin Yao was holding Zhong Kui's sword in his backhand and preparing to pierce the dragon's head, Qin Zhi suddenly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, billowing black smoke dispersed from the black dragon's body, finally manifesting into a blood-red sword of King Qin.
Qin Yao flew down from the sword and asked: "Are you the incarnation or clone of Emperor Qin?"
"Why can't it be the real body?" Qin Zhi raised his hand to take back the sword. , asked lightly.
Qin Yao: "Too weak. Although I couldn't defeat you with the blessing of Zhong Kui's sword, you don't seem to have the ability to defeat me.
Even if you have been sealed for thousands of years, you can still If the Zulong clone only has this little strength, I will I wonder how the unification of the Qin Dynasty came about. "
If it were in a history without gods and demons, then there would be no need for Ying Zheng's profound martial arts, let alone any cultivation, just political power. Brother's literary and military strategies can defeat the six countries.
But in this world with a history of gods and demons, there are many monks in the Six Kingdoms of Kanto. The key is that the monks at that time did not hide from the world. They would allow a mortal to invade their home country and suppress them. Underneath? !
So, judging from reality, Qin Yao can find the answer by himself, without the other party revealing anything. He stopped fighting not because he wanted to know the truth, but because he didn't want to engage in a meaningless struggle, let alone provoke a hidden force.
Who knows what is going on with the underground terracotta warriors and horses in Shaanxi Province in this world, and whether they are related to the Qin Corpse...
(End of Chapter)