Chapter 95: Jing Ke Assassinates Qin (Part )

"what!"

Half of the warriors and assassins who appeared followed Zheng Ge's order and surrounded the platform. As a result, Jing Ke was surrounded as soon as he picked up the Canhong Sword; the other half silently formed a fan and surrounded Jing Ke's deputy, Qin Wuyang. As luck would have it, Qin Wuyang was also surrounded by a tripod furnace weighing hundreds of pounds and emitting a faint fragrance.

Trapped in a dense siege, Qin Wuyang was awakened by the chilling murderous aura. With a thunderous roar, Qin Wuyang raised the cauldron with his hand. This famous hero of the Yan State possessed extraordinary divine power, and his roar was like thunder, frightening the surrounding Qin Palace guards, who dared not step forward at all.

"Ying Zheng, you bastard, die!"

The big tripod spun several times in Qin Wuyang's hand, then he threw it out violently, hitting Zheng Ge on the high platform squarely.

call out!
Tianxuan intended to turn today's assassination into a stepping stone for his rapid rise. The moment Qin Wuyang threw out the cauldron, Tianxuan shot out from behind Fusu like lightning, and pushed out with both palms. The extremely hard and yang innate qi in his palms turned into flexible clouds, and layers of clouds came out one after another.

The fourth move of Paiyun Palm, overwhelming mountains and seas!

Bang!
Tianxuan faced the cauldron sideways and slapped the cauldron with one palm. Even though there was a distance of more than one foot, the unparalleled palm force successfully left two clearly visible palm prints on the bronze cauldron. The cauldron on which Qin Wuyang placed his hopes was knocked away by Tianxuan's palm. The cauldron flew dozens of feet horizontally and hit a pillar supporting the roof of the hall. With a dull sound, it fell to the ground, and the spices inside spilled.

"Damn it!"

Qin Wuyang, who was surrounded, saw the big tripod being knocked away and cursed indignantly.

Clang!
Before he finished cursing, the guards of the Qin Palace had already drawn their swords and charged at Qin Wuyang. The swords, axes, and halberds made a frightening sound against the empty environment.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Qin Wuyang, who was unarmed, could only fight back with his fists and feet when facing the Qin Palace guards who were charging at him. With his divine power, he used his fists like hammers to attack the Qin Palace guards' elbows, wrists, etc., trying to seize a weapon for himself. However, the Qin Palace guards did not give him this opportunity. Even though Qin Wuyang was an extraordinary martial artist and had entered the realm of separation and union, the Qin Palace guards cooperated with each other. Even though Qin Wuyang knocked down several guards, others immediately followed.

There were also assassins who hid among the guards like poisonous snakes lurking in the dark. Once Qin Wuyang showed a flaw, the sharp swords of poisonous snakes coming out of the cave would hit Qin Wuyang's heart, neck, pubic region and other vital parts. Even though Qin Wuyang dodged quickly, he was trapped and killed. After a while, there were still many sword marks on his body.

clang!clang!clang!
Different from the siege below, the fighting on the high platform was one-on-one.

Gai Nie, Jing Ke!
This pair of old friends fought today for their different ideals. The Qin Palace guards surrounding them silently surrounded the two of them and did not dare to step forward to help without Zheng Ge's order and Gai Nie's permission.

The dragon-slaying sword - Canhong, was waved endlessly in Jing Ke's hand, and the flames were surging, as if to ignite a raging fire in the hall. The deadly sword energy was placed in the flames. With the help of the magic weapon, Jing Ke's combat power was improved by at least one level; on the contrary, the sword in Gai Nie's hand, although also tempered with thousands of times, was ultimately inferior to the dragon-slaying sword - Canhong, which was made of star fragments.

Jing Ke relied on the help of magic weapons, but Gai Nie had even better skills.

The two swords clashed, and the sharp sound echoed in the hall. Clusters of fine sword energy flew out, tearing the carpet and leaving sword marks on the mirror-like floor.

Although Gai Nie and Jing Ke were old friends who respected each other, they did not hold back when they attacked. This was because if they did, it would not only be disrespectful to each other, but also an insult to their friendship.

"Everyone, get away!"

"Make way!"...

Wang Wan and Changping Jun, the two prime ministers of Qin, seemed to have just realized what had happened. As prime ministers, they asked the civil and military officials in the palace to make way to avoid being affected.

After blocking the cauldron thrown by Qin Wuyang, Tianxuan first cast a probing look at Prince Fusu. Facing Tianxuan's inquiring gaze, Fusu nodded slightly. Therefore, Tianxuan did not return to Fusu's side immediately, but stood under the high platform where Zhengge and others were, between the two battle groups.

A line of sight as pure as water shot out from Tianxuan's eyes, surveying the entire hall.

Although Jing Ke and Gai Nie's battle was somewhat unwilling, the two famous swordsmen of the time, even the slight aftermath of the fight, made Tian Xuan feel palpitations. Although Tian Xuan was not very old, he was a disciple of Bei Mingzi, so he was of a very high generation. He could be on the same generation as Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, and even half a generation older. However, the martial arts of these two people were far better than Tian Xuan, and they were definitely not inferior to Tian Xuan's senior brother, Chi Songzi.

Qin Wuyang was trapped in the siege of the Qin Palace guards. Even though he could hold on, he was like a tiger caught in a trap. He had received several sword wounds and was just struggling to death.

When Wang Wan and Changping Jun, the two prime ministers of Qin, organized the civil and military officials to retreat, Tianxuan glanced at them and saw the anger and worry on Changping Jun Xiong Qi's face. In an instant, Tianxuan had to admire the acting skills of this prince of Chu:
[Who would have thought that the Prime Minister of Qin, who seemed to be devoted to protecting his master, was not angry about Jing Ke's audacity to assassinate Zheng Ge, nor was he worried about Zheng Ge's safety; instead, he was angry about Zheng Ge's careful deployment and worried about the imminent failure of the plan to assassinate Qin! The external planners of the plan to assassinate Qin were Yan Dan and Tian Guang, and the internal planner was the right Prime Minister of Qin. It can be said that it was a true combination of internal and external cooperation! ]

Bang!

As Tianxuan had this thought, incredible changes occurred in the battle group above.

Tightly entangled, Jing Ke and Gai Nie, who were so tight that water could not penetrate and needles could not penetrate, a crisp sound came out. With the crisp sound, the two figures suddenly separated. The sword in Gai Nie's hand, the originally sharp blade, had gaps of different sizes.

Although this sword can be considered top-grade, it is still inferior to the dragon-slaying sword Canhong made of star fragments in Jing Ke's hand.

"Last move!"

Relying on the power of his magic weapon, Jing Ke, who had a slight advantage, looked at his old friend's tattered sword, without any excitement in his eyes, and asked as if nothing had happened.

"it is good!"

The sword was badly damaged, and seemed to be unable to bear the weight, but Gai Nie's face remained calm, and he slowly raised the scarred sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Jing Ke. An unstoppable sword force that swept through thousands of troops took shape on Gai Nie's body, which was his ultimate move: the Hundred-Step Flying Sword!
"Five steps to kill!"

Facing Gai Nie's Hundred-Step Flying Sword, Jing Ke did not dare to be careless. With a clear shout, he used his ultimate move again.

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