Prince Daqin: My legion can enchant

Chapter 012

The night is getting deeper.

In the post station, a team of five Qin soldiers patrolled and escorted.

Outside.

Countless black shadows streaked by, under the cover of the night, towards the post station!

Zhang Han, who was guarding next to Huan Ziqin, looked out the door, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he quickly became on guard.

Obviously, the movement outside did not escape the vigilance of his grandmaster master.

Huan Ziqin took a pen and practiced his words on the table.

Incredible focus.

As if he had no idea what was going on outside.

Those black shadows outside pressed for a moment, then rushed into the post station and went straight to Huan Ziqin’s room to kill.

“There are assassins!”

A soldier noticed the abnormality and shouted.

“Protect Gongzi!”

The thick shouts of the criminal ke then sounded, and the guards clashed with the black shadow.

A vicissitudes man carrying a sword also appeared outside the door, staring at Huan Ziqin and Zhang Han in the room with cold eyes.

Zhang Wei pulled out his sword, stepped forward, and blocked the door.

“If you think you can survive under my sword, come up.”

……

The vicissitudes of the man looked indifferent, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, jumping several times, tiptoe, and killing Zhang Handan.

A stream of sword qi swallowed out, and in the dark night, it was extremely bright.

“Super first-class master!”

Zhang Handan’s sword stabbed out, bursting out a terrifying momentum, and the blades collided, but Zhang Handan’s sword was stronger, directly breaking through the vicissitudes of the man’s sword and sweeping towards his neck.

The vicissitudes of life man quickly retreated, and a sword cut off the mast on the side and smashed towards Zhang Handan.

Zhang Han smashed the mast with a punch, went around the opponent’s left side at an extremely fast speed, and slashed down at great speed.

The narrow sword qi cut the ground into a long crack.

“Grandmaster!”

The vicissitudes of the man are extremely cautious.

“Assassinating your enemy without first knowing it is a bad habit and will kill you.”

Zhang Wei sneered, pressing step by step.

The vicissitudes of the man kept retreating.

“Yes!”

The vicissitudes of the man’s eyes were indifferent, and he did not have the slightest fear.

But when Zhang Handan’s sword qi approached.

The sword in the vicissitudes of the man’s hand suddenly turned into six and killed Zhang Han’s sword.

“You are a phantom sword warrior!”

Zhang Han’s expression froze.

Recognize the identity of the other person.

Phantom Sword Cangke, originally from Zhao Guo, is a wandering swordsman.

Super first-class level, able to fight grandmasters.

Not only is the sword skill superb, but the phantom sword is haunted, which can transform five sword shadows, confuse the opponent, and make people defenseless.

Zhang Han did not underestimate it.

Lock the six phantom swords and quickly slash towards the one closest to the phantom sword cane.

He believes, even if it is transformed.

The sword eventually has an ontology, and this ontology will inevitably be within the scope that the phantom sword can grasp in the first place.

A swordsman, if he does not have a sword, is equivalent to missing an arm.

Bite!

The long sword slashed, and sparks burst out.

Zhang Wei guessed correctly.

But soon, the other five swords broke through extremely quickly, and an icy murderous intent shrouded his heart.

“Something is wrong!”

Zhang Han quickly dodged and locked onto the phantom sword cangke, “The six swords are real, one person can control six swords at the same time?” ”

“I don’t know if such strength is right for the general’s appetite.”

The Phantom Sword Cangke smiled indifferently.

“It is indeed strange for one person to control the six swords, but it should not be your own ability, but the special sword.”

“For a swordsman, one sword is no different from six swords, I can kill you too.”

Zhang Wei calmly analyzed.

“General Zhang does have the ability to kill me, but without General Zhang’s protection, your Ninth Prince is afraid that it will be dangerous.”

Magic Sword Rider is a meaningful reminder.

Zhang Han’s expression condensed slightly, and he glanced at it, at this moment, there was a considerable distance between him and the room where Huan Ziqin was.

Just now he pressed forward step by step.

The phantom sword retreated step by step, on purpose.

His purpose, no, is their purpose … It’s Jiugongzi!

The phantom sword cangke sneered, seized this momentary opportunity, and quickly killed Zhang Handan, who was just about to retreat, but could only be forced to attack.

At this time.

Outside Huan Ziqin’s room, there were more than a dozen black shadows.

A paralyzed man holding a sword stood in the doorway, his shadow elongated in the light.

Huan Ziqin didn’t seem to see it, and practiced his own words.

The paralyzed man watched, surprised in his heart.

In the face of the enemy, he is still so calm, and this kind of mind is terrifying.

“Who sent you?”

Huan Ziqin wrote ‘Huan Ziqin’ three Qin small seals.

Until the last stroke is completed.

The middle-aged man with facial paralysis did not speak, but prepared to draw his sword.

“Do you know that the moment the sword in your hand is drawn, you are doomed to death.”

Huan Ziqin casually reminded.

The man with facial paralysis moved, and his pupils shrank slightly.

“We control both inside and out.”

The man with facial paralysis said tentatively, and probed all over the room, making sure that there was no one.

Poof!

But before his voice fell, there was a sound of sharp weapons penetrating the body outside, and all the black shadows surrounding the room were killed in an instant.

Undoubtedly gave a good answer to the man with facial paralysis: now the control is lifted!

At this moment, the paralyzed man froze in place, feeling cold all over his body, staring at Huan Ziqin.

More than a dozen killers, all third-rate, second-rate masters, were actually killed in seconds.

And he still doesn’t know who started it, and where he hid it?

“Who sent you?”

“Having said that, you can get out of here alive.”

Huan Ziqin asked again.

The man with facial paralysis did not panic, as a quack, he was walking on the tip of the knife, and he knew that he would die one day.

However, for the unknown, it makes him full of guard and curiosity!

This time, Zhao Gao’s purpose in letting him come was also to test the terrifying force behind the Ninth Prince.

He once thought it was Zhang Wei and Ying Secret Guard.

But it doesn’t seem to be!

He tried to probe outside.

However, he did not notice that there was a single person.

Immediately, his gaze fell on Huan Ziqin, who was three feet away from him.

This imperial prince is still so calm and condescending.

, facing him, not like facing an enemy, but treating a servant, or a small person who is too small to be seen in his eyes.

The paralyzed man was a little unbelieving, and said coldly: “I am three feet away from Gongzi, my sword is fast enough, enough to endanger Gongzi’s life, Gongzi has the confidence to stop me and kill me at this moment?” ”

“I don’t recommend you try.”

Huan Zi Qin said.

Boom!

The man with facial paralysis drew his sword in an instant.

A terrifying murderous aura and sword aura bloomed in the room.

Poof!

The sword qi quickly dissipated.

Before the man with facial paralysis could take the first step, a sword pierced through his heart.

“How is it possible!”

The man with facial paralysis glanced down.

Then, turn your head and look behind you.

A ghostly black shadow stood quietly behind him.