Daqin: I am the Holy Lord, Forging the Dragon Dynasty

Chapter 5 [5] The curtain call is coming!Win God defeated Gai Nie and Zhe Yuanhong with one hand!
Unexpectedly, the sixth prince was hiding so deeply!

What makes him even more palpitating is that even if he thinks about winning, he may break his promise.

But I didn't expect that the three of them got the power through this way.

There are nearly a hundred Tiger Armored Army!
You can use your hundred-step flying sword up to seven times.

It seems that he can only do something to this winning god!

Gai Nie cast his gaze, just in time to look at Yingshen.

"It's really fun!"

"Are you trying to do something to His Highness?"

Yingshen smiled evilly, and the red in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"My Highness will give you the last chance, surrender to my Highness, you are still the Great Qin Sword Saint!"

"Stubbornly resist, my Highness will let you become the Sword Demon of Great Qin!"

"Sword Demon?"

Ge Nie snorted coldly.

"Sixth Prince, needless to say, Gai is no longer the Great Qin Sword Master!"

"If there is a chance to return to Xianyang, Gai will definitely apologize to His Majesty in person!"

"Sixth prince! Gai has offended him!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Hong lifted up, and the sword pointed directly at Yingshendu.

The phantom of the silver dragon reappeared in the deep valley again, but it was more murderous than the previous sword.

Gai Nie has made up his mind to take Yingshendu as a hostage.

Seeing the bitter sword intent sweeping towards the dragon chariot, Yan Lingji's heartstrings tensed suddenly.

But when I think of His Highness's various miracles.

There was another sympathy on Yan Lingji's face.

What about the Great Qin Sword Saint?
If it weren't for His Highness's sudden interest, the whole world would be burned as soon as the holy fire was fired.

Gai Nie saw the sneer at the corner of Yan Lingji's mouth.

I was shocked immediately.

Could it be that there is no way to win God?
But that's good!

After all, Gai Nie has followed Yingzheng for many years, and he is still unwilling to kill his heir.

Unexpectedly, Yingshen just sneered and spit out two words from his mouth.

Gai Nie didn't hear clearly, but he knew it through mouth movements.

Win God said yes.

"madness!"

The Yuanhong sword wraps around the silver dragon.

Borrowing the sword intent of the Hundred Step Flying Sword, but using the sword skill of Changhong Guanri.

Gai Nie moved with the sword, and Yuan Hong pointed at Yingshendu's face.

The latter just slightly raised his plain hand and faced it with his palm.

Genie was surprised.

What does it mean to win the gods?
Could it be that you are betting that I dare not kill him?
Or are you just belittling Gai so much?

But thinking of the rumors about the sixth prince, Ge Nie's heart skipped a beat!
Jianguang skyrocketed again, without the slightest intention of releasing water.

Everything is only between lightning.

Meng Zhan could only see that Gai Nie raised his sword and used the Hundred Step Flying Sword.

Then flew towards the dragon chariot of Yingshendu.

"No!"

"Mr. Gai Nie, stop! If you kill His Highness the Sixth Prince, you will have nothing to do with Daqin..."

Meng Zhan's voice stopped abruptly.

It was only because he saw the palm of the son of Shendu lay across the way Yuanhongjian was advancing.

then.

Zheng!
Yuan Hong's sword let out an overwhelmed roar.

The supreme sword intent of the Grand Master realm erupted instantly and swept out.

Finished!

This was the last thought in Meng Zhan's mind, he had already turned his head and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

All sons and gods are dead.

In a fit of rage, the emperor laid down millions of corpses!
In order not to drag down the clan, I'm afraid I can only apologize with death!
After a few breaths, the rest of the Tiger Armor Army showed shock.

He thought that the general trend had been settled, but Meng Zhan realized something was wrong.

Mr. Gai Nie's sword intent has not exploded for a long time?
Looking back, Meng Zhan saw the second scene that he will never forget.

The son and god stand with their hands behind their backs, and their white hair moves automatically without wind.

The outstretched right hand collided with Yuan Hongjian like a copper wall and an iron wall.

Yuan Hongjian bent a strange arc, but Ying Shendu's face was as calm as water.

With physical strength, it is comparable to gold and stone.

His Highness Shendu actually has a foreigner's horizontal kung fu!
Could it be that the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt are first-class in the realm of the great master!
Otherwise, how can it block the hundred-step flying sword of Sword Saint Gai Nie?

This is really too monstrous!

Meng Zhan kept being suspicious, but Jing Tianming at the side sensed the crisis.

"Uncle, be careful!"

Before Ge Nie could react, there was a smile on the corner of Yingshen's mouth.

The right hand standing in front of Yuanhong sword was moved back a few inches.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly pushed back, and Yuan Hong's sword bent like a crescent moon.

Ge Nie suddenly understood what the phrase "stupid" meant.

The body of Yuanhong's sword shattered inch by inch.

Holding the hilt of his sword in his hand, Gai Nie finally approached Yingshendu.

But without Qingfeng in his hands, even a sword master in the realm of a great master is helpless.

Yingshen turned his palm into a fist, and hit Ge Nie's chest and abdomen with one punch.

With a puff, three feet of blood arrows were sprayed out.

Yan Lingji's face flushed.

This is Yingshendu, the master she can hardly catch up with in her life.

There was a flickering fire in Ying Shendu's eyes.

The demon energy of fire has been activated, and a ray of red flames ignites from the void.

Followed by.

Countless crimson flames devoured Gai Nie.

It exploded with a bang!
Moments later, the flames went out.

Countless dead trees appeared in the deep valley.

Ge Nie's face was filled with turmoil.

The hilt of the Yuanhong sword in his hand glowed red, and had already been assimilated into scrap iron by the high temperature.

The palm of the hand has been scalded.

Gaine opened his eyes wide.

Yuan Hongjian fell from his hand, and his figure couldn't help but half kneel on the ground.

Spit blood at the mouth.

"you!"

Gai Nie felt the sting even when he spoke, so exhausted, he only had time to look over to Jing Tianming.

"Tianming, let's go!"

Immediately the Great Qin Sword Saint passed out.

Jing Tianming woke up like a dream, looked at Gai Nie who had fainted, and then looked at Fei Gong in his hand.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, Jing Tianming suddenly felt a dark shadow in front of him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw two scarlet eyes, and was instantly frightened in place.

"Ling Ji! I leave it to you!"

Before Jing Tianming could react, a silver-like laughter suddenly appeared next to his voice.

Immediately afterwards, a candle flame flickered in his eyes.

vaguely.

Jing Tianming seemed to see Gai Nie standing up in the distance, walked up to him and said.

"You are tired, take a rest!"

Jing Tianming only felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he fell into a lethargic sleep not long after.

Yan Lingji held Jing Tianming and looked at Ying Shendu's back, her heart full of admiration.

Is this the power of the Supreme Fire?
Even the sword master is no more than a single enemy?
Meng Zhan has lost the ability to think, looking at Yingshendu, there is only fear in his eyes.

"The last general, Meng Zhan, met His Highness Shendu!"

"Your Highness, can you hand over Mr. Gai Nie to the junior general, and the latter will have to explain to your majesty!"

Winning God didn't answer, but just looked at Meng Zhan with a little playfulness.

"Then, how are you going to explain to His Highness?"

Meng Zhan was startled, and immediately knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to say a word.

Winning God withdrew his gaze, and sat on the dragon chariot with Yan Lingji.

As for Gai Nie and Jing Tianming.

They were carried by the greedy, angry and ignorant three people, and the group returned to Xianyang City.

Shocked and frightened, Meng Zhan knelt until the dragon chariot of Yingshendu disappeared, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene of Gai Nie being engulfed by the sky full of flames is still vivid.

Meng Zhan didn't dare to say anything more.

They had to order everyone to collect the fragments of the Yuanhong sword left on the ground, and prepare to go back and return to their orders.

As for today's matter.

Meng Zhan has issued a military order so that no one can spread the word.

Then a fire burned the bodies of the soldiers of the Tiger Armor Army to ashes.

(End of this chapter)