Reflect the world

Chapter 51

"To show your sincerity, you want to make you think better..."

"Hey!"

Wei Zhuang's tone was flat and gentle, but the shark's teeth fell down in an instant, and a Mohist boy who had become a prisoner fell to the ground without even screaming, a splatter of blood spattered and flew high in the air.

The body fell to the ground weakly, the eyes that were originally full of aura gradually dimmed, and the dark red blood flowed far along the gaps in the Mohist floor, filling those gaps little by little, as if performing an ancient sacrifice. sacrificial ceremony.

"do not want!"

"Wei Zhuang, I will kill you!"

"I don't live with you."

……

There was a sound of exclamation in the ink core secret room, and then it turned into the sound of gnashing of teeth, low-pitched curses and roaring sounds.

Tang Xuanming, who was still in the passage, paused for a moment, appearing a little silent. Combining the words of the people before and after, he already understood everything that happened on the scene, and knew that the Mo family was about to face the most severe challenge.

The eight hundred soldiers of the Qin Dynasty have never been the focus of the Mohists' dealings, and even the public defeat of the Mohists, who has a huge hatred with the Mohists, is not the dominant factor.

The real enemy of the Mohists is Wei Zhuang and Wei Zhuang's quicksand organization.

If they were not defeated, even if Qin's heavily armored soldiers were completely wiped out, the Mohists would still face extremely great danger.

"Where are Xiao Gao, Xue Nu, Gai Nie and others?"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Xuanming spoke again.

"They are gathering in the central hall. If necessary, they can immediately reach the central hall through a special passage."

Master Ban's words were hurried, like a cannonball.

Tang Xuanming's two times of dealing with the crisis in the organ city were handled properly. Except for the adventure and the team fighting with Qin's invasion, everything about the current Mohist giant is perfect.

The high-ranking Mohists who were present were also willing to listen to his suggestions.

"Can Gao Jianli, Xue Nu, and Gai Nie hear my voice?"

"Yes, they also have bronze pipes around them, so they can communicate with you directly."

"Then let them wait for a while, and I will straighten out my train of thought."

"it is good!"

There was darkness in the passage, only Tang Xuanming's eyes were shining brightly, which seemed a little bright.

He had seen Gai Nie beheading three hundred cavalrymen in full armor in Qin State alone with his sword, and his peerless demeanor made him yearn for it.

If possible, he would like to meet Wei Zhuang, a contemporary legendary figure. The two legendary figures of the Guigu school who learned vertical swordsmanship and horizontal swordsmanship have no way to travel between the six countries and use their strategies to disturb the world.

But they reached the pinnacle of this era in another direction and became the most extreme swordsmen.

The fateful confrontation between the two of them is indispensable, and it is very likely that it will take place in the central hall of the Mo family.

This kind of duel is a supreme gluttonous feast for any swordsman. Tang Xuanming has not been a swordsman for a long time, but just thinking about it makes his blood boil. A fight to fame showdown.

Of course, he clearly knew that he couldn't even take Wei Zhuang's sword now, so he could only think about it in his heart.

"It won't be too far away. The swordsman who will stir the world's wind and cloud, the hundred-step flying sword, if it goes well, I will also have the qualification to stir the world's wind and cloud."

"Giant, it's been dealt with."

The class master's voice inevitably brought a trace of haste, the sand on the hourglass in the central hall was still draining rapidly, and there was not much time left for everyone.

A group of Mohist disciples all knelt on the ground, and the eyes of the heavy armored soldiers of the Qin State who were staring at them were indifferent and cold, and they might swing that lore sword at any time and cut off the heads of the Mohist disciples.

"Okay, let's transfer the voice to the central hall first, I want to talk to Wei Zhuang."

"Ah... yes!"

The class master was stunned for a moment, and the Mohist disciples who were looking at each other in the Mohe secret room were also stunned, but Tang Xuanming's sentence has accumulated a lot of majesty after several consecutive successes. Even though they didn't understand this request, they still carried it out .

"All right!"

The gears of the mechanism turned, and one bronze pipe after another was switched, connecting the secret passage where Tang Xuanming was located to the central hall.

"Cough cough..."

The sudden sound made Wei Zhuang raise his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Tang Xuanming was testing the sound. After all, the microphone still needs to be tried to confirm whether it can be used.

"This is the Mohists laying bronze pipes in the mountain, and the sound will spread easily in it. I think they plan to communicate with us."

Gongshuchou was explaining, and the voice of Tang Xuanming, who had confirmed that he could talk, rang in Wei Zhuang's ear.

"Weizhuang?"

"you are?"

When Wei Zhuang's deep, masculine voice reached Tang Xuanming's ears, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This is one of the most outstanding descendants of Guigu, and a top swordsman who is on the same level as Ge Nie.

"I am the messenger of the gods, even a god. The gap between him and me is unimaginable."

He used this method to calm himself down quickly, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "How about we have a fight?"

"Oh, what kind of competition? I have always been interested in competitions."

Wei Zhuang asked with great interest, but his face was icy cold.

"Why did Lord Juzi communicate with Wei Zhuang, a running dog of Qin?"

Big Hammer was puzzled.

Master Ban and Master Xu were thoughtful, but they were not sure about Tang Xuanming's specific thoughts, so they were still waiting and watching.

Tang Xuanming tapped the wall twice with one hand, with a special rhythm.

Master Ban's expression changed, but he still ordered the Mohist disciples around him to turn the mechanism.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The rotation of the gears and the sound of the walls opening and closing made all the Qin soldiers who followed Wei Zhuang retreat back on guard. This is the truth they have practiced with their lives.

Every time this sound sounded, it meant that one of them was going to die.

"What do you mean?"

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows, above his head, the ceiling was gradually opening.

"You'll understand soon enough."

"Bang bang bang!"

A group of dead Qin soldiers fell from above, and a small hill was piled up on the ground. There were dozens of fully armed Qin soldiers, but they were all corpses now, without the terrifying power they used to have.

Gongshuchou took a careful look, and added: "They all died under the agency, and there is no trace of a direct confrontation."

"Are you provocative?"

Wei Zhuang frowned, and the Qin army beside him had already raised his sword, intending to kill those captured disciples of the Mo family and restore his majesty.

"What is the giant trying to do?"

"Don't you want your brothers to live? This is a complete provocation."

"Why do you want to do this?"

The Mohist disciples in the Mohe secret room looked at each other, everyone was nervous and couldn't understand what Tang Xuanming was doing.

"Did he intentionally kill the Mo family?"

A chubby Mohist disciple roared, his eyes were bloodshot.

(End of this chapter)