The night was getting darker.
In the relay station, Qin soldiers patrolled in groups of five.
Outside.
Countless black shadows streaked across the night sky and approached the relay station!
Zhang Han, who was standing guard beside Ying Ziqin, looked outside the door and quickly became alert.
Obviously, the commotion outside did not escape the vigilance of a grandmaster like him.
Ying Ziqin held a pen and practiced writing on the table.
He was extremely focused.
It was as if he had no idea what was happening outside.
The black shadows outside waited for a moment, then rushed into the relay station, heading straight for Ying Ziqin's room.
"Assassins!"
A soldier sensed the change and shouted.
"Protect Young Master!"
Xing Ke's heavy shout rang out, and the guards and the black shadow began to fight.
An aged man with a sword on his back also appeared outside the door. He stared coldly at Ying Ziqin and Zhang Han.
Zhang Han drew his sword and strode forward, blocking the door.
"If you think you can survive my sword, then come up.”
……
The weathered man's expression was cold. He held the sword hilt with his right hand and leaped several feet. The tip of his toes touched the ground as he charged toward Zhang Han.
A sword energy was spat out. It was extremely bright in the dark night.
"A super expert!"
Zhang Han stabbed out with his sword, giving off a terrifying aura. The swords collided, but Zhang Han's sword was even stronger. It directly broke through the man's sword and swept towards his neck.
The weathered man retreated rapidly, and with a slash of his sword, he cut off the mast beside him and smashed it towards Zhang Han.
Zhang Han smashed the mast with a punch, then moved to the left side of his opponent at an extremely fast speed and slashed down.
The long and narrow sword Qi left a long crack on the ground.
"Grandmaster!"
The weathered man was extremely cautious.
"It is a bad habit to not understand your enemy before you assassinate him.”
Zhang Han sneered and pressed on step by step.
The weathered man kept retreating.
"Is that so?"
The aged man's eyes were cold and he did not show any fear.
However, when Zhang Han's sword energy approached.
The sword in the aged man's hand suddenly split into six and charged towards Zhang Han's sword.
"You are Illusory Sword Cang Ke!"
Zhang Han's expression froze.
He recognized the other party's identity.
Illusory Sword Cang Ke was originally from the Zhao Nation and was a wandering swordsman.
He was a super-first-class expert who could fight a grandmaster.
Not only was his swordsmanship superb, but the Illusory Sword was also elusive. It could transform into five sword shadows to confuse the opponent, making it impossible for others to guard against it.
Zhang Han didn't underestimate him.
He locked onto the six illusionary swords and quickly slashed at the one closest to the illusionary sword.
He believed that even if it was an illusion.
The sword had its own body, and this body would definitely be within the range that Illusory Sword Cang Ke could grasp.
A swordsman without a sword was equivalent to losing an arm.
Ding!
The long sword struck, and sparks flew.
Zhang Han guessed.
But soon, the other five swords closed in on him at high speed. Cold killing intent enveloped his heart.
"Something's wrong!"
Zhang Han quickly dodged and locked onto Illusion Sword Cang Ke," The six swords are real. One person can control six swords at the same time?”
"I wonder if this kind of strength is to the general's liking.”
Illusory Sword Cang Ke smiled coldly.
"It is indeed strange for a person to control six swords. However, it should not be your own ability, but the uniqueness of the swords.”
"To a swordsman, there is no difference between one sword strike and six sword strikes. I can still kill you.”
Zhang Han analyzed calmly.
"General Zhang does have the ability to kill me, but without his protection, your Ninth Young Master will be in danger.”
Illusory Sword Cang Ke reminded.
Zhang Han's expression became serious as he turned around. At this moment, there was quite a distance between him and Ying Ziqin's room.
Just now, he had pressed on step by step.
Illusory Sword Cang Ke was retreating on purpose.
His goal, no, their goal…was the Ninth Young Master!
Illusory Sword Cang Ke sneered and seized this opportunity to attack Zhang Han. Zhang Han, who was about to retreat, was forced to meet the attack.
At this moment.
Ying Ziqin's room was surrounded by more than ten black shadows.
A stoic man holding a sword stood at the door, his shadow elongated in the light.
Ying Ziqin didn't seem to see it and continued practicing his calligraphy.
The stoic man watched, feeling very surprised.
In front of the enemy, he was still so calm and collected. This kind of temperament was very terrifying.
"Who sent you?"
Ying Ziqin had written the three characters in Qin Xiaozhuan.
Until the last stroke was completed.
The stoic middle-aged man didn't say anything. Instead, he prepared to draw his sword.
"Do you know that the moment you pull out the sword in your hand, you are destined to die?”
Ying Ziqin reminded him casually.
The stoic man paused, and his pupils constricted slightly.
"We have control of both the inside and outside."
The stoic man probed and checked the room to make sure that there was no one.
Puchi!
Puchi!
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of sharp weapons piercing through bodies could be heard from outside. All the black shadows surrounding the room died in an instant.
Without a doubt, it gave the stoic man a very good answer. Now, the control was lifted!
At this moment, the man with the facial paralysis froze on the spot. He felt a chill run down his spine as he stared at Ying Ziqin.
More than a dozen assassins, all third-rate and second-rate experts, were instantly killed.
And even now, he still didn't know who did it and where he was hiding.
"Who sent you?"
"I told you, you can leave here alive.”
Ying Ziqin asked again.
The stoic man didn't panic. As people of the martial world, they all walked on the edge of a knife. They all knew that they would die one day.
However, he was full of caution and curiosity towards the unknown!
This time, Zhao Gao had sent him here to probe the terrifying force behind the Ninth Young Master.
He thought it was Zhang Han and the Shadow Secret Guards.
But it seemed like that wasn't the case!
He tried to probe the outside.
However, he did not notice anyone.
Then, his gaze fell on Ying Ziqin, who was standing thirty feet away from him.
This young master of the empire was still as calm and condescending as ever.
Facing him was not like facing an enemy, but a servant or a small character that was so insignificant that he did not put him in his eyes.
The stoic man didn't believe him and said coldly,""Young Master and I are three feet apart. My sword is fast enough to endanger your life. Do you have the confidence to stop me and kill me at this moment?”
"I don't recommend you try it."
Ying Ziqin said.
Clang!
The stoic man instantly drew his sword.
A terrifying killing intent and sharp sword aura bloomed in the room.
Puchi!
The sword qi quickly dissipated.
Before the man with facial paralysis could take his first step, a treasured sword pierced through his heart.
"Impossible!"
The stoic man glanced down.
Then, he turned around and looked behind him.
A ghost-like shadow stood quietly behind him.
"When did he appear behind me?”
"I actually didn't sense it."
The stoic man found it hard to believe.
Not only did he remember the warning before he came, there was a terrifying force behind Gongzi Qin, known as the 'Ghost Legend'!
I thought it was nonsense, but it turns out that there really is…!
The expressionless man turned to Ying Ziqin, only to hear Ying Ziqin say,"I really didn't lie to you!"
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