In the Martial Arts Warring States World.
The world was so big that even those who had reached the peak of their cultivation could not pry into its roots. The world was in chaos, and the various countries were in power. The Hundred Schools of Philosophy had established themselves in the Central Plains and had existed for thousands of years.
In the world of martial arts, the strong were respected.
After hundreds and thousands of years of disputes, there were only a few countries left in the Central Plains.
The Zhou Country, which was known as the ruler of the world in the past, had already declined. It only had the name of the Son of Heaven, but it was the weakest country.
In addition to the Zhou Dynasty, there were seven kingdoms in the Central Plains: Qin, Qi, Chu, Yan, Zhao, Wei, and Han.
In terms of national strength, Qin was the most respected.
Qin!
Ying Tian and his younger brother Ying Feizi had founded the Qin Empire with the power of martial grandmasters.
Qin-Zhao border.
There was a plain at the border, but it was not the main military town of the two countries, so it was desolate.
On this plain, a woman in palace robes was holding a boy of eight or nine years old, fleeing for her life in the direction of the State of Qin.
Behind them.
Hundreds of cavalrymen from the State of Zhao were chasing after them. It was obvious that the cavalrymen from the State of Zhao were chasing after the two men. There was no way for the hundreds of cavalrymen behind them to escape.
"Hurry up and chase after them. Don't let them escape.”
"One of them is the wife of the Crown Prince of the State of Qin, and the other is the son of the Crown Prince of the State of Qin. If we let them escape and lose these two bargaining chips, our Great Zhao will suffer a great loss.。”
"Taking them down is comparable to attacking a city and seizing land.”
"Chase…"
Hundreds of Zhao soldiers shouted excitedly, as if they were excited about the great merit they were about to obtain.
"Zheng 'er, run quickly. Mother will stop them. You must not fall into the hands of the Zhao Kingdom again.”
"You will only have a chance of being saved if you escape into the State of Qin.”
The woman said to the child beside her, then let go of her hand and turned around to face the Zhao army.
"Mother, I won't leave you behind. If we die, we'll die together.”
The child did not run. Instead, he turned around and stood beside the woman in the palace dress.
"Zheng 'er, run!"
Looking at the child beside her, the woman immediately pushed him away, but the child held her hand tightly. Even though he was young, his eyes were filled with determination and fearlessness that was different from ordinary people.
At this moment.
Hundreds of Zhao soldiers charged over on horseback and surrounded the mother and son. Each of them held a bow and arrow in their hands. They were the most proud cavalry of Zhao, dressed in Hu clothes and riding archers.
"Zhao Ji, Zhao Zheng."
"You can't escape."
"I'll give you two choices. One, come back with us. Two, break your legs and drag you back to Handan.”
The centurion in the lead looked at Lady Zhao and her son and laughed coldly.
"If you have the ability, then kill us." Zhao Ji shouted angrily.
"Don't worry, you're the treasure of Great Zhao. I won't kill you.”
"Men, take them down."
The centurion sneered and waved his hand.
The Zhao soldiers dismounted and walked toward Lady Zhao and her son.
Regarding this.
Zhao Ji and her son had no choice but to hug each other tightly and retreat.
In this world of martial arts, Lady Zhao was just a weak woman who had not cultivated. Zhao Zheng had just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and those Zhao soldiers were all elites of the State of Zhao. Their cultivation was definitely at the Postnatal level.
But at this moment.
Just as the dozen Zhao soldiers were about to make their move to capture him…
Suddenly.
An invisible force appeared.
The dozen or so Zhao soldiers were all imprisoned and lost control of their bodies.
"What happened?"
"My body can't move."
"Me too. I can't move my body.”
The expressions of the Zhao soldiers changed drastically as they looked around in horror.
"Who is it?"
"Come out quickly. Who dares to make an enemy of Great Zhao?”
When the centurion of the Zhao army saw this, he pulled out the sword at his waist and shouted to the surroundings.
But it came in the blink of an eye.
A suppressive force descended.
The centurion and his 100 Zhao soldiers were all crushed by this power.
"Ah... Ah..."
A series of painful screams sounded.
Plop.
All the Zhao soldiers, along with their horses, collapsed to the ground. The power that was like a huge mountain crushed them, making it difficult for them to struggle.
"Someone saved us."
Zhao Ji and her son, who were originally dejected, raised their heads, and a look of anticipation appeared in their eyes.
"Who are you? Don't hide your head and show your tail. If you have the ability, come out.”
"No matter which force you are from, if you go against Great Zhao, you will be courting death.”
The centurion who was crushed to the ground struggled and shouted.
She responded to his voice.
In the sky.
Golden halos gathered, and in the blink of an eye, an illusory but seemingly tangible figure gathered.
As the figures gathered.
The figure of a mighty man appeared here. He was wearing a black robe with a divine dragon carved on it. He wore the crown of the Qin Dynasty. He looked like a king from hundreds of years ago. Even if he didn't come in person, the entire void presented a pressure that made everyone afraid.
It was hard to imagine.
A mere phantom could actually have such power.
How powerful would he be if his true body descended?
Great grandmaster?
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