Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 122 Nowhere to place internal force, extreme pull
The assassins outside the door have fallen into a state of bewilderment at this moment.

For a while, I didn't know whether to do it or not.

"Shall we do it?"

"Didn't the cripple Ma already say that we can't do anything until we receive the signal."

"What is the signal?"

"Hand up the knife and drop it!"

"The hand of the crippled man is gone, how can he raise the knife and drop it??"

"It makes sense! Everyone, get ready and do it!"

In an instant, a strong cold light burst out from the eyes of all the assassins!

Then I have to shoot again.

At this moment, Ying Zige suddenly smiled and reached out to hold Wei Zhuang's arm.

"Wei Zhuang, there is no way to prove that this matter is related to him. It's better not to be impulsive."

Those assassins who were already ready to attack had already extracted their internal energy into their whole bodies.

Get ready to kill with one hit.

Suddenly Ying Zige's voice came over.

Wei Zhuang?

The Lord of Quicksand, Wei Zhuang?

Just at the moment when they were about to strike, their eyes involuntarily fell on Wei Zhuang's face.

Suddenly, everyone suppressed their internal strength severely.

One of them spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and his little face became even paler.

At this moment, all the assassins once again fell into entanglement.

I didn't expect that there would be a quicksand master in this team.

The Lord of Quicksand is a very powerful master.

Moreover, it is enough to be as famous as Juggernaut Gaine.

There have long been rumors in the rivers and lakes that Wei Zhuang has been chasing and killing Gai Nie recently.

One can only imagine how terrifying the strength of a person who can hunt down and kill the Sword Master is.

They had to weigh whether they could escape from Wei Zhuang's long sword once they did it?

"How to do?"

"Do you want to keep going?"

"It's the Lord of Quicksand!"

"The position we are in now is very advantageous. At worst, we will attack three people at the same time!"

"What are the odds?"

"At least forty to fifty percent!"

"Then do it!"

Those assassins gritted their teeth fiercely, and the fear in their hearts dissipated instantly.

Although Wei Zhuang is scary, there is only one person after all.

Except for him, the two attendants, although they looked like they were holding long swords, were obviously trying to scare people.

Especially one of them was holding a wooden sword?
Then it's not just weak, it's simply mentally handicapped!
One of the two young men in white clothes had a lazy smile on his face, and he even leaned on the carriage when he entered the Thirty Mile Shop.

Will this be a master?
I don't even believe it.

Another boy in white...

His face looks calm, his figure is strong and well-proportioned, and his arms are slender.

Only he is worthy of everyone's precautions.

As for the extremely ugly coachman with internal strength.

At first glance, he looks like an ordinary civilian husband, which is not worth mentioning at all.

In this way, once they succeeded, only Wei Zhuang was left to face them.

No matter how formidable Wei Zhuang's strength is, he will eventually be outnumbered.

What is there to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, strong killing intent burst out again in the eyes of those assassins.

Then holding the weapon in hand, he wanted to continue to attack.

But by coincidence, Ying Zige's voice came over again.

"You all learn from Gai Nie, and see how calm he is. This is the real way of staying calm, and this is the demeanor of a master."

Guy... Nie?

Sword Saint Genie?

Those assassins who had already made up their minds were clearly prepared and decided not to bother about other things, and they must kill with one blow.

But when he heard the word Gai Nie, he forcibly suppressed his internal strength again.

This time, everyone was pale and trembling.

But it wasn't because he was intimidated by the name of the Juggernaut.

It's because their dantian couldn't take it anymore after forcibly suppressing their inner strength several times.

Those with high strength only felt that their dantian was on fire, and a strong breath, wrapped in blood, churned out.

If they hadn't suppressed it forcibly, they would probably vomit blood.

The weaker people were trembling crazily at this moment, and blood flowed from their mouths.

There were even two, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of their eyes.

Nima!

If you have to do it, do it.

If you don't do anything, everyone turns around and leaves.

This constant limit pulling is very harmful to your health.

Now they can clearly feel that the internal force that was forcibly suppressed by them is like a naughty child rushing around in their dantian.

If they don't vent it, it is very likely that their lives will be hurt.

but……

How to vent?

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, two of the best swordsmen at that time, actually arrived at the same time?

How likely is this to happen?

However, they just happened to run into each other.

"Do you still want to do it?"

"If you sneak attack, there is still a chance!"

"Do it again? If you do it a few more times, I will die before they do it."

"It doesn't matter, the mission has failed. Do you think that we can deal with the Lord of Quicksand and Ge Nie at the same time with our few small characters?"

……

At this moment, all the assassins chose to give up on the spot.

Not entirely out of fear.

The bigger reason is.

Their dantians really couldn't take it anymore.

now.

in the hall.

Ying Zige had a helpless wry smile on his face, feeling a little headache.

Facts have proved that it is indeed a very dangerous practice to force these people together to form a team.

It's just that a small assassin appeared. In the end, everyone pointed their finger at Zhao Gao.

This is the rhythm of action if there is a disagreement.

Ying Zige talked all kinds of things, and finally calmed Wei Zhuang and Jian Nu.

As for Gai Nie, he was taciturn, even if he didn't believe that these people were not sent by Zhao Gao, he would definitely not hold them back.

As for Han Baichuan...

Obviously a fool, there is no need to explain.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Han Baichuan was slightly taken aback, as if he suddenly thought of something important, and slapped himself on the head.

"My son, I have thought of it. If you want to know who sent this person, you just need to ask him, isn't it enough?"

"After all, he hasn't passed out yet."

As he said that, Han Baichuan stretched out his finger and pointed directly at the cripple Ma who fell on the ground.

Ma Dazi was taken aback for a moment, gritted his teeth fiercely, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Want me to tell you who's behind the scenes?

How can it be?

At this moment, he was also shocked in his heart.

Originally thought that this time was just an ordinary killing mission.

As a result, there were Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang in this team.

Just thinking about it gave him a burst of despair.

After provoking these two masters, how easy is it to survive?
Now that he is certain to die, he is ready, and will not reveal the person behind the scenes no matter what.

(End of this chapter)