"What? He's Ying Changqing, the tyrant who kills people like flies!”
Everyone was shocked.
Ying Changqing's reputation was too scary.
In less than a month, at least a thousand people had died in Ying Changqing's hands.
What was even more terrifying was that the souls of Ying Changqing's blade were all from the noble families of the past!
This was the most terrifying part.
One had to know that in the past, other than the land of Old Qin, in the six countries, even if a scholar-bureaucrat committed a crime, they could pay a ransom to reduce or even be exempted from responsibility.
Even after being unified by Great Qin, because most of the officials were local, the rule of law in the six countries 'territories was still far inferior to Great Qin's.
For example, Uncle Xiang had once committed a capital crime of murder, but he had only found someone to take the blame. Then, he had hidden from the limelight with Zhang Liang in Xiapi, and could once again show his face in public.
However, in Ying Changqing's eyes, no matter what identity one had, it was useless.
As long as it was in Ying Changqing's hands, no matter what kind of noble you were, you would be cut down with a single slash. There was no room for struggle at all.
How could such a person not terrify the gentry clans, who had enjoyed the privilege of exemption from death for a long time?
Smelling the name to death was just to hide the fragility of his heart!
Therefore, when they heard Ying Changqing's name, the entire Wei Residence was thrown into chaos. The elegant nobles started to run around like headless flies.
The tables of fine wine and delicacies were knocked to the ground by the flustered guests before they could be enjoyed, once again intensifying the panic in the Wei Manor.
Of course, it wasn't as if he hadn't reacted. Xiang Zhuang, who had come with Uncle Xiang, didn't retreat but instead advanced. He drew his sword and roared,"What are you afraid of? Ying Changqing only has a few people. If we attack him together, we can kill him no matter what!”
The disciples of the Xiang Clan and the guards who had reacted also attacked together.
"Not bad, right? There are still a few who are not afraid of death!”
Ying Changqing sneered and swung the three-meter-long spear in his hand.
"Bang!"
Xiang Zhuang, who was charging forward, was horrified to see the longsword that he treasured and had to clean every day being cut in half by the Yu King Spear. The sharp blade of the spear was still in front of him.
Immediately after, Xiang Zhuang's head, which was still filled with disbelief and unwillingness, soared into the sky.
"How is this possible!"
"Xiang Zhuang is a famous swordsman in Chu, but he couldn't even take one move!”
"Ying Changqing isn't a human, he's a hungry ghost from hell!”'
"Run!"
The morale of the Xiang Family's disciples and the Wei Residence's guards, which had been built up with great difficulty due to the advantage in numbers, suddenly fell to the bottom. No one dared to face Ying Changqing directly anymore.
"I surrender!"
"Young Master, please spare my life!"
"As long as you let me go, I'm willing to donate half, no, all my wealth!”
"Don't kill me, I beg you!"
The nobles, who were already trembling in fear, no longer had the courage to resist. Their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground, allowing the guards of the Young Master's Mansion, who numbered only a few, to charge recklessly in the middle. They were even more vulnerable than weak lambs.
Of course, some of them were smart enough to see that Ying Changqing's side had fewer people. They used the cover of the crowd to retreat.
As long as they could avoid Ying Changqing's line of sight and sneak into other courtyards, they would have a chance to escape.
The fastest one had already reached the edge of the courtyard wall.
However, just as he was surprised and thought that he would be able to escape, Ying Changqing, who was sitting on the Flame Foal, suddenly took out a heavy, ancient-looking longbow that was as tall as a man.
"Puchi!"
A mournful sound of air being torn apart rang out. A black shadow broke through the restrictions of space at an astonishing speed and nailed the guest who was trying to escape to the courtyard door.
The rest of the people gasped.
One had to know that as the former Young Masters of the Wei Kingdom, although Wei Bao and Wei Jiu had declined, they were still very particular about ostentation.
The entire gate was made of the thickest ironwood, and a thick layer of bronze was poured on the outside.
Not to mention destruction, even opening the door normally required several strong men to work together to push it open.
But now, they saw that the thick and heavy bronze door was crushed like mud by Ying Changqing's casual arrow.
It was obviously extraordinary. The black arrow was seven to eight feet long and had penetrated the bronze door by several feet. It had actually pierced through it!
This was too scary!
"Now, is there anyone who still wants to escape?”
Ying Changqing coldly glanced at the guests of the Wei Manor, who were trembling in fear. He didn't take the lead and rush into the backyard until everyone was kneeling on the ground and completely restrained by the guards of the Princess 'Manor.
As soon as he entered, he saw Wei Bao and the others who had just come out of the secret chamber. They were still in a daze and had yet to fully understand the situation.
"Not bad, it's indeed a big fish!"
"Are you planning to commit suicide or let me do it?”
Ying Changqing sneered.
"Ying Changqing!"
"I'll fight it out with you!"
Wei Bao, who was the most impatient of them all, rushed toward Ying Changqing.
However, Ying Changqing merely waved his spear, and Wei Bao's upper body was completely separated from his lower body.
"Ying Changqing, you are so cruel. You will die a horrible death in the future!”
Seeing the beheaded body of his younger brother, who had grown up with him, Wei Jiu's tears fell from his eyes. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ying Changqing as he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hehe, you are so sad because your brother died today.”
"Don't those innocent people you killed have any relatives?”
"Go to hell and repent!”
Ying Changqing sneered.
In history, this group of people were the vanguard of the rebellion and killed countless innocent people!
Being merciful to them was being cruel to Great Qin's people who supported them!
This group of people definitely deserved to die!
With a casual wave of his hand, Wei Jiu, who did not cultivate martial arts and was weak, immediately went to accompany Wei Bao!
Uncle Xiang was the only one left. He looked at Ying Changqing, who had killed two people in a row, and his legs went weak. He knelt on the ground.
"Young Master Changqing, please spare my life!"
"As long as you spare me, Uncle Xiang is willing to tell you all the secrets of the remnants of the various countries!”
"Please spare me!"
Uncle Xiang knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, making loud banging sounds.
A strange look flashed across Ying Changqing's face.
Uncle Xiang?
It seemed that his unexpected gain this time was really not small!
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