" Are you a Daoist?"
His current expression was extremely serious. The people of the Mo Family who had interacted with him for a few days knew that Ying Xi had already made a move to kill him. Although Xiaoyao Zi's cultivation was extremely deep, there was not only Ying Xi who was a match for him here, but there were also dozens of experts. Xiaoyao Zi was afraid that he would not be able to defeat them.
The empire already has a tyrant like Ying Zheng, and you are even more dangerous than Ying Zheng."
Ying Xi said,"From the time I was born to the age of 15, I've been staying in Xianyang Palace. I don't seem to have done anything that angered the heavens and people. Yet, in your eyes, I'm actually so dangerous." Although you haven't left Xianyang Palace, your influence has gradually grown over the past five years. Many of the government decrees in the Qin Country these past few years have actually come from you."
"That's right. Although I want to deny it, it's true. In the past few years, I've participated in many government decrees of the Imperium and made some changes for the Imperium, which are beneficial to the people of the world. For example, I changed part of the tax rates of the Imperium and reduced the burden of the people of the Imperium. These are all benevolent policies. But I'm afraid that in Mr. Carefree's eyes, no matter what changes the Imperium makes, as long as it doesn't fall, anyone who supports it is evil, right? Perhaps only those who do whatever they want in the Empire's system are people that Mister Carefree admires."
"Mister Carefree, Daoist techniques are mysterious and unfathomable. I wonder how many levels you have comprehended?”，The Mo family members wanted to stop Xiaoyao Zi, but they couldn't say anything. They couldn't say that he might not win. He had good intentions, so they could only remain silent.
The sword in Ying Xi's hand suddenly cracked open. Xue Ji's unique aura also traced back to his body through the sword. Ying Xi frowned." This is the unique aura of a famous sword. A famous sword is the life of a swordsman because after a swordsman grasps a famous sword that is compatible with him, his sword intent will fuse with the material of the famous sword. The strength of a swordsman will naturally increase to a higher level, and he can even become a swordsman, such as Gao Jianli. His famous skill, Yi Shuihan, was only able to unleash its greatest power under the ice of the Freezing Water Sword. If it was an ordinary sword, its power would be greatly reduced, and it was even more so for Xue Ji. Daoist techniques could only be successfully used with many mysteries added by Xue Ji.
Thinking of this, Ying Xi turned his sword around. The blade of the sword shattered into pieces as it twisted. Under full force, each piece was like a flying knife and arrow. His left hand took out another long sword, and he rushed forward to fight with Xiaoyao Zi. Xiaoyao Zi's sword technique was very clear and lofty, but he was not a pure swordsman. Although it was different from the Yinyang School's first level of spell techniques, Daoist martial arts were all-encompassing. When many spells and sword techniques were used together, the power was even more shocking. However, Ying Xi was not a pure swordsman either. There were several kinds of artistic conception in his sword technique that could be switched at will. Combined with the overbearing moves and swift speed, ordinary people who had just adapted to one kind of sword momentum would be killed by his sword before they could react.
However, Xiaoyao Zi was not an ordinary person. He was the Sect Leader of a sect, and his power was extraordinary. He was far above Ying Xi. The sword in Ying Xi's hand had already turned into a sword shadow wall. There was a faint killing intent between the real and the fake. At this moment, a person in the dense forest saw this scene and couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.
"So what if he's powerful? He's dead for sure!" This person was dressed in black and wore a black mask on his face. The mask was ferocious and terrifying, and he held a black longsword in his hand. The tip of the sword was dark red and seemed to be stained with blood. He attacked without any hesitation, as if he was casually waving his sword. His figure turned into a shadow and floated away. When his figure was about 100 feet away from the two, the two of them could sense that Ying Xi had already understood in his heart that danger had arrived!
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