Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 197 Dangdang are all the same?There is no cure for brain damage
"It turned out to be him?"

"It's impossible! How could he change into another in a blink of an eye?"

"Is this man a man or a ghost!"

"Even if she is a master of disguise, she won't be so angry with disguise?"

Amidst the sound of panic, one by one masters unfolded their movements, and rushed into the dust in an instant.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand immediately condensed endless killing intent.

They are all ready, once they see that person, they will definitely use the sharpest moves in their lives.

Unexpectedly, as they rushed into the dust, they were all dumbfounded immediately.

I saw only the corpses of more than 20 Jianghu masters here, and the middle-aged man had already disappeared.

Boom!
Everyone's face changed quietly, only to feel that the shocking thunder hit the top of their heads, and their brains went blank.

That person was indeed a master of lightness kung fu, and he left the spot in the blink of an eye after killing someone, apparently mixed into the crowd again at this moment.

Worse yet!
This person has the ability to change his appearance in an instant, and he is simply more terrifying than a ghost. How can we deal with this?

clap clap clap!

Drops of cold sweat fell to the ground.

Hundreds of masters were so frightened by a single person that they couldn't move an inch. At this moment, no one even spoke, and they all looked at the people around them cautiously, for fear that they would be killed by someone with a sword.

The masters of the rivers and lakes who wanted to rush up the city wall like hungry wolves just now, all their muscles tensed up at this moment, as if they were facing a big enemy, and they didn't even dare to lift their feet.

……

in the battlefield.

Meng Tian was originally worried about the city wall, for fear that those masters of the rivers and lakes would climb over the city wall.

At that time, the old, weak, sick and disabled in the city wall will definitely not be able to withstand the thunderous power of these people.

It is very likely that the city will be massacred in an instant!

But at this moment, he was also a little confused.

One question mark after another appeared in my mind, and I couldn't even believe my eyes.

What are these quack masters doing?

Why are they standing under the city wall one by one, as if they have been immobilized, and they are all motionless?

He couldn't figure it out, and always felt that this matter was extremely weird.

"Roar!"

In the next second, he couldn't take care of that much anymore, and the long sword in his hand suddenly chopped down several Hun masters in front of him, and continued to fight.

Although I don't know what happened on the edge of the city wall, but it seems to be a good thing after all.

Today's battlefield is very unfavorable to the Great Qin Iron Cavalry.

The strength of the Xiongnu army is very strong, plus they are proficient in fighting in this terrain, and the formation used is a strange formation that the Great Qin army has never seen before.

At this point in the battle, the Great Qin Army has suffered heavy losses.

The reason why they are not completely defeated at this moment is because Meng Tian, ​​Zhao Gao and others are trying their best to turn the tide.

The long swords in their hands kept bursting out with strong sword light, killing the masters of the Huns one after another, so as to improve the morale of the whole army.

However, even so, the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to the Great Qin Army.

And at this moment, Jian Nu, Han Baichuan and the others had also noticed the abnormality on the edge of the city wall.

"Could it be the thirteenth son?"

"It must be him. How could he watch those masters of the rivers and lakes break into the border town?"

"I didn't expect him to drag so many people by himself."

"General Meng Tian made a mistake. He should believe that the thirteenth son has a strategy to retreat from the enemy, and he should not trust Zhao Gao. Otherwise, the thirteenth son's strategy to retreat from the enemy may not have caused us to fall into such a quagmire .”

Jian Nu, Wei Zhuang and others couldn't help showing a wry smile on their faces at this moment.

Zhao Gao's face was also gloomy, and at this moment he finally realized that maybe the thirteenth son really has a strategy to retreat from the enemy.

It's all the fault of Meng Tian, ​​he doesn't believe in the thirteenth son.

This is great, everyone has fallen into a heavy siege now, how easy is it to retreat from the enemy?
On the other hand, on the edge of the city wall, those masters of the rivers and lakes have been completely restrained by one person.

Thirteen sons, yyds!

At this moment, Jian Nu and Han Baichuan were completely convinced, and a gratified smile appeared on their faces involuntarily.

They believed that with the monster Thirteenth Prince, those masters of the rivers and lakes should not even think about taking a step closer to the city wall.

……

at this time.

On the edge of the city wall.

The muscles of those masters of the rivers and lakes were tense, and the bean-sized beads of sweat kept flowing down their foreheads. They could only feel the invisible fear flowing on their bodies.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and they kept looking around, for fear that a long sword would rush towards them in the blink of an eye.

That long sword can kill more than 20 people in a blink of an eye in the chaos, which is enough to show how sharp and fast this long sword is.

Almost everyone has an idea in their hearts, that is, with their strength, it is absolutely impossible to block this fast sword.

The only way is to find his figure as soon as possible, and then we can fight together to defend against the enemy.

But where is that kid?
"and many more!"

At this moment, a young swordsman with a frightened face suddenly raised his hand, which startled everyone.

"What's your kid's name?"

"Scared out Lao Tzu's soul!"

"What's the matter?"

"Could it be that you discovered the whereabouts of that person?"

As the man spoke, the city wall, which was as silent as a cemetery, immediately regained some vitality.

"That man can instantly change his appearance, but his clothes and long sword cannot be changed no matter what."

"Do you remember what clothes he was wearing and what the long sword he was holding looked like?"

The young man said hastily.

Hearing his reminder, everyone's eyes lit up and they nodded.

Yes!

That kid can change his appearance in a blink of an eye, but it is absolutely impossible for someone to change his clothes in a blink of an eye, or change the long sword in his hand.

For a swordsman, the long sword is their second life. Even if they lose their limbs, it is absolutely impossible for them to leave their long sword behind.

Not to be replaced on the spot.

So as long as you find his clothes and long sword, you can lock the figure of that person.

In an instant, everyone was wary and looked around, trying to find the clothes and the long sword.

But he didn't realize that the look of fear on the young swordsman's face had long since disappeared, replaced by a look of foolishness.

【I go!Aren't these people all wise? 】

【I've already reminded me so clearly, they don't even look at my clothes and long sword, but look at other things instead. 】

[Heart disease can be cured, but there is no cure for brain damage.All these people were lost. 】

【Alive is a waste of food, let's send them away. 】

Ying Zige sighed, and slowly pulled out the Yuanhong sword, and continued to remind slowly: "Look at my long sword..."

(End of this chapter)