Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 181 Breakthrough in all directions?What the hell?

It was even more aggrieved than the young master Fusu.

He just wanted to be a quiet coachman, but as a result, he was given the title of an ugly swordsman just after he entered the court of the Huns.

He even had an idea, that is to kill all the people in the Xiongnu Jianghu, so that no one would know his reputation of being ugly.

The monstrous murderous intent had already gathered in his chest, but it is a pity that he has not had a chance to vent it until now.

Now that he has finally caught an opportunity, he naturally wants to kill him.

"Okay, then kill it."

Han Baichuan smiled slightly, excited like a 20-year-old child, and kept wiping the wooden sword in his hand.

He finally discovered that he was a top expert, but unfortunately he only had one chance to do it.

Now, the brigade is about to come, so it's finally time to show off.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Young Master Fusu's eyes widened again.

Are these people usually this brave?
They are about to be chased and intercepted. Instead of being afraid at all, they are full of excitement?

Sure enough, the people who were with Ying Zige were not normal people.

These people are definitely from the devil!

"Play by ear, if you can't do it, don't do it."

"If you have to do something, then do it to death."

Ying Zige smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted his mouth and yawned, then closed his eyes again to rest his mind.

Wait until the enemy comes.

I just want to sleep well now.

The crowd moved on.

An hour later.

Rumble boom boom boom!

There was a tremor on the ground, and fast horses galloped from the skyline in four directions, all heading in this direction.

"The Huns chasing soldiers?"

Young master Fusu said tremblingly, his eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

"Oh? It's coming so soon?"

Ying Zige opened his eyes, stretched on the chair, and then turned his head to look in four directions.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that it is not the elite army of the Huns, but the tribal master who received the news.

There are only about 30 tribe masters from each of the four directions, that is to say, there are no more than a hundred people in total.

Not difficult to solve.

"Breakthrough from which direction?"

In Wei Zhuang's eyes, there was a monstrous murderous intent.

"East? West?"

Ge Nie slowly drew out his long sword.

"Only a coward would make a choice. A mature and steady son like me wants them all!"

Ying Zige smiled mysteriously.

"Why?" Jian Nu couldn't help frowning.

The thirteenth son is already famous all over the world for not playing cards according to common sense.

Now is the moment of life and death, but he is still so bold.

To break through the siege, one would only choose one direction, so how could one break through from all sides?
"Don't forget that our besiegers will never stop because of this. If we break out from a single direction, they will immediately determine our direction."

"At that time, hundreds of tribes, as well as those chasing soldiers, will all head in the direction we are going, and we will not be able to stop them at all."

Ying Zige explained patiently.

Hearing what he said, everyone present was slightly taken aback.

Then there is awe!

This kid usually looks very unreliable, did not expect to be so smart at a critical moment?
Kill all the people in the four directions, so that even if traces are left, no one knows which direction they went.

In this way, the opponent's pursuers can only be divided into several groups, and they slam into each other like flies in different directions. It depends on which team is unlucky and will bump into these six top experts.

"Wei Zhuang, to the north."

"Gai Nie, south."

"To the east of Sword Slave."

"West of Baichuan."

Ying Zige said lightly, then yawned again, and lay down comfortably again.

Zhao Gao already put down the chair slowly and was very sensible, waiting patiently.

"it is good!"

Wei Zhuang smiled coldly, moved his body, and was already heading towards the direction he was in charge of. A flash of sword light rushed out following his figure, it looked like countless lightning flashes swarmed towards the more than 30 top experts out.

At the same time, the other three also started to attack.

Young Master Fusu was stunned again.

These people are all top experts, and it is impossible for them to be convinced by each other. What is unimaginable is that they would actually obey Ying Zige's advice?
Especially Wei Zhuang, who is the master of quicksand, he never puts anyone in his eyes.

Even the Great Qin Dynasty would never allow him to bow his knees.

Now, a little Ying Zige was able to tell him where to hit him?

His gaze involuntarily fell on the direction Wei Zhuang was going.

While the sword light was flashing, the tribe's masters fell off their horses one after another, but it took less than half a stick of incense to see the sword light disappear, and then the sound of the long sword being put into the scabbard was heard.

Wei Zhuang's figure, like a gust of wind, returned to its original position.

Almost at the same time, Ge Nie also returned to the original place.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled. It was obvious that they were competing secretly just now, but it turned out that the two killed the enemy at the same speed, so it was even.

However, in the next second, they frowned slightly and looked in the direction of Jian Nu.

Before that, Jian Nu was walking towards this side step by step.

The tetanus sword in his hand had already been inserted into the scabbard.

He actually came here step by step.

Wei Zhuang's face couldn't help but change.

When he did it just now, he tried his best to kill the enemy in the fastest time, so even the movement technique when he came back was the fastest movement technique.

But in the end, when he came back, although the sword slave hadn't returned to its original place, it can be inferred from his slow walking speed that he was the first to kill those Hun masters!

The speed of the shot is obviously faster and stronger.

In the next second, everyone's eyes fell on Han Baichuan.

I saw that Han Baichuan was still working non-stop.

The wooden sword in his hand didn't have any brilliance, but it had already danced a phantom.

From time to time, the wooden sword accurately hit the throats of those masters.

Those masters kept screaming, but they didn't die on the spot. Obviously, although the wooden sword was fast, the accuracy of the sword was extremely high.

The lethality is slightly weaker.

"No. There still seems to be something wrong here..."

"I'm afraid I can't control it? But it should get better and better..."

At this moment, Han Baichuan's face was full of pain, and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

After all, I am better than one of them.

Unexpectedly, these thoughts just flashed through his mind.

Just hear the bang!
The wooden sword hit a person's throat fiercely, and the sword energy passed by like the wind, forcibly beheading the person's head.

(End of this chapter)