Saint Qin Batu

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"Ow!"

A crisp dragon chant suddenly sounded in the hearts of the three of them.The three people who were caught in the memory suddenly woke up.Cold sweat had already wet their backs.

"Strong enemy!"

The three of them who came to their senses immediately labeled Han Fei like this.

At the same time, there was bursts of anger in my heart.Just now, if Han Fei made a direct move, he might be able to capture the three of them with one move.

And this is simply a great shame for them.

Han Fei was also a little surprised that the Wuqing trio broke away from their moves so quickly.But immediately, his gaze was straightened again, and the Nilin Sword in his hand buzzed.

"court death!"

With the posture of one against three, Han Feiyu completely aroused the anger in the hearts of the three Wuqing people.Jun Jiuyou was the first to let out an angry roar, waved the Tianhuang halberd in his hand, and jumped down directly.

And Wuqing and Tiansu also looked at each other, directly entered the sword intent, and went all out.

"what!"

Jun Jiuyou roared loudly, chopping down the giant halberd in his hand.

"Oh!"

The blood-red Tianhuang Halberd smashed hard on Nilin.The surrounding bluestone ground roared and shattered into dross, rolling up a pile of smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Han Fei held the broken Nilin ancient sword in his hand, as before.It is simple and dilapidated, but there is a little bit of purple light.

"when!"

Han Fei flicked Ni Lin, made a soft sound, and quickly separated from Jun Jiuyou.

Immediately afterwards, two similar but completely different auras suddenly came from Han Fei's left and right sides.Jun Jiuyou, on the other hand, turned the Tianhuang halberd and came towards Han Fei.

Surrounding it on three sides, but behind it is Zi Nu.You can't hide, you can only force it!

Han Fei's pupils shrank slightly, and the broken blade of the Nilin Sword in his hand turned around by itself.

Everything slowed down, just like the heaven and earth of the Taoist Tianzong faded, everything in front of Zilanxuan at this moment faded, as if it was still.

A blindfolded white-haired man in a bright yellow suit walked slowly, and extended a pair of defeated hands to Han Fei.

"..."

A whisper sounded in Han Fei's ears. Han Fei, who was also silent in this still and pale world, suddenly came back to his senses, and there was an indescribable taste in his eyes.

Han Fei's gaze was slightly aimed at Zi Nu who was also standing still behind him.

The purple girl who had always been resourceful, like an iceberg, showed a flustered expression at this moment, like a little girl.

"Are you worried about me?" Han Fei chuckled, and the look in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

"Buzz!"

Ni Lin trembled slightly, and the colorless world returned to its original color again.

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Chapter 2 Twelve Choices

"Dang!"

With a soft sound, the Nilin sword in Han Fei's hand fell in response, shattered into several pieces, and fell to the ground like a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.

"Pfft!"

Han Fei knelt down on the ground weakly, gasping for breath, his back was already wet with sweat.Her hair, which was originally neatly tied, was also messed up.

"In this way, it can be regarded as a bit more bargaining chip in my hand to trade with King Qin..."

Han Fei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he looked at the three Wuqing people who had fallen into his illusion.

However, now the son Han Yu has fallen into the hands of King Qin.If King Qin really wanted to help Ji Wuye, then he just had to hold on to Han Yu.

So, what will you do then?

"Boom! Boom!"

Just as Han Fei fell into his own contemplation, there was another clear sound of footsteps on the silent street.

The footsteps were not in a hurry, just like the ordinary guests in front of Zilanxuan's gate in the past, following each step, visiting the scenery of Zilanxuan.

However, at this moment of turmoil in the city, such a plain voice is the greatest threat.

What's more, the previous Han Fei used his whole body's strength to cover the distance of hundreds of feet.And the footsteps were obviously within a hundred feet.

That is to say, the visitor not only watched their fight before, but also withstood his full blow.Even, it was not damaged at all.

Now, he is at the end of his strength, not to mention dealing with such a powerful enemy, he no longer even has the power to control Ni Lin.

"Dong dong dong..."

The footsteps were getting closer, and finally, with a glimmer of fire, Han Fei could see who was coming.

He was dressed in a black dress, and on his waist was a saber with a sense of simplicity.The chiseled cheeks and the pair of sword eyebrows are even more heroic.

"King Qin!"

Han Fei narrowed his eyes, panted, and spit out two words from his mouth.

"Brother Han, it's really a good idea..." Ying Zheng looked at the three people who had completely fallen into an illusion, looked at Han Fei again, and said with a chuckle.

"King Qin, that's the best way. Han Fei's ability may not be able to catch the eyes of King Qin." Han Fei stood up while panting, with a smile on the corner of his mouth again.

Ying Zheng shook his head, looked straight at Han Fei, and said, "Brother Han thinks, what is the purpose of the widow entering Korea?"

Han Fei was shocked. Although he had guessed a little before, when Ying Zheng said this himself, Han Fei found it even more difficult to accept for a while.

"Although the secret treasure of Baiyue is a priceless treasure, in the eyes of a few people, it is nothing more than mediocrity. Even this South Korea is only a county of Qin State, and a brigade of partial divisions is enough to destroy the country!"

"The widow is alone in danger, and what I want is nothing but Brother Han's talent!"

Yingzheng's words were impassioned and filled with the heart of seeking scholars.As a king, going to danger to seek talents is probably enough to make any scholar who is eager to show his ambitions grateful and repay him with death.

Even Han Fei was deeply touched by Ying Zheng's hospitality.

"The king is willing to enter Korea, Han Fei is very grateful, but..." Han Fei shook his head, and his originally confident smile became a little bitter.