Daqin: This prince always wants to rebel

As soon as he entered the battlefield, Qin Lang thrust out with his sword.

As fast as wind and thunder.

With a swish, a trace of sword energy surrounded him, extremely sharp!

While breathing, several soldiers in blue armor covered their throats with their hands, their eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

Immediately afterwards, his body fell limply to the ground, and streaks of bright red blood continued to seep from the gaps between his fingers.

This is not over yet.

When I saw him, his eyes were filled with cold light, murderous intent was overflowing, and sword energy surged around his body.

"Zhen Yuan" gathered the long sword in his hand and slashed diagonally from right to left.

With a swish, a black sword light flashed, like the stars falling on the earth, and it rushed towards the Tianyuan soldiers who were killing them in front of them.

A dozen Tianyuan soldiers who had not yet reacted were all killed, and they were all killed with one sword.

Just when Qin Lang killed Tianyuan soldiers.

Qin Anyu was like a rotating meat grinder, frantically harvesting the lives of Tianyuan soldiers.

With the two "twin knives" in his hands, every time he slashed forward, a Tianyuan soldier would be killed on the spot.

Even the armor on their bodies, including the weapons in their hands, were cut in half by Qin Anyu!

Even though it was dark at this time, both sides still knew each other clearly. Who is a colleague? Who is an enemy?

Soon, the time came to early morning, and the battle between the two sides continued.

Even at a glance, there are corpses and incomplete remains everywhere, and the battle between the two sides continues.

"Why is it that kid again?"

Lin Guang's face was livid as he looked at Qin Anyu who was killing randomly on the battlefield. Anger filled his heart for a moment and he clenched his hands into fists.

Ever since they met Qin Anyu, they had hit a wall at every turn, as if this guy was born to restrain them.

Now that he appeared on the battlefield, no one could stop him. He could only watch helplessly as the other party slaughtered his soldiers.

Lin Guang raised his right hand, pointed his finger at Qin Anyu, and said in a cold voice: "Zhang Jiang, go deal with that kid."

"yes!"

Next to him, the young general Zhang Jiang, who was in the ninth level of the seventh-level divine palace, bowed with his hands and fists, and strode forward.

After walking a few steps, he stretched out his right hand, and a long-handled sword instantly appeared in his right hand.

Lin Guang stared at Qin Anyu with murderous intent in his eyes, wanting to eat him alive.

With red light flowing in his eyes, Qin Anyu, who was enjoying the killing, realized that he was being targeted, so he turned around and took a look.

He saw Zhang Jiang, dragging a long-handled sword, approaching him as quickly as a dragonfly touching water.

"Well done."

Sensing the opponent's powerful cultivation, Qin Anyu was not afraid of the backlash, turned around and raised his sword to kill Zhang Jiang.

"Huh?" Seeing Qin Anyu fighting without fear, a flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Jiang's eyes, but only for a moment.

With a clang, the weapons of the two collided in mid-air. With a bang, the ground they stepped on dented downwards, exploded on the spot, and expanded to more than ten meters around!

"No wonder the general wants me to take action personally?"

Feeling that the other party was erupting with power that was equal to his own, Zhang Jiang began to become a little solemn.

Qin Anyu's terrifying power, coupled with his tall body, gave people an overwhelming feeling!

After a moment of stalemate, Qin Anyu kicked out.

Zhang Jiang tilted his head back and instantly dodged the opponent's attack.

After a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, Qin Anyu slammed his right foot down.

"Damn."

Zhang Jiang was shocked and jumped back three times.

He never expected that Qin Anyu would make such a move.

With a bang, Qin Anyu's downward kick hit the ground instantly and raised a puff of smoke.

"cut!"

Missing, Qin Anyu curled his lips, raised his knife and started to kill Zhang Jiang.

After stabilizing his body, Zhang Jiang stepped forward, and the two weapons collided in mid-air again.

What followed was a fierce battle...

Inside Pingfeng Mountain.

Yang Siyuan, who was about to go to Tiandu Mountain, learned that Qin Lang appeared on the battlefield. He immediately gave up the idea of ​​going to Tiandu Mountain and rushed to the battlefield as quickly as possible.

"Qin Lang, you will die today."

As he speeded up and moved forward, the cold light in Yang Siyuan's eyes, the terrifying murderous intent, was released without concealment.

He will never forget until his death how the Great Qin army broke through the borders of their Tianyuan Dynasty in his previous life and massacred the entire royal family.

Although all this was done by Shangguan Yan and his army.

But they were all ordered by Qin Lang.

Every time he thought about his wife and children dying in front of him in his previous life, he could not sleep at night, as if everything happened just yesterday.

After running for nearly two hours, Yang Siyuan finally arrived at the battlefield and saw soldiers from both sides fighting.

When his eyes were fixed on Qin Lang, who was killing everyone on the battlefield, the anger that had been hidden for a long time in his heart suddenly burned into his eyes.

He reached out and turned the "Space Ring" slightly, and a pair of blue armor with golden patterns enveloped him in an instant.

Taking out the magical weapon "Broken Wind Sword", Yang Siyuan rushed to the battlefield with a single stride, aiming directly at Qin Lang.

Qin Lang, who was holding the "Blue Dragon Sword" and killing everyone, felt that the crisis was approaching very quickly, so he quickly killed the Tianyuan soldiers in front of him and turned around.

"Finally I caught you."

Seeing that the person coming was Yang Siyuan, Qin Lang felt ecstatic in his heart, and he quickly stepped forward with his sword pointed at the opponent's vital point.

With a clang, the swords of the two collided in mid-air, and the powerful auras exuded from each other were torn apart invisibly.

Qin Lang's explosive momentum was black with gold, and Yang Siyuan's explosive momentum was blue with gold.

Looking directly at Yang Siyuan, Qin Lang said with some confusion: "I have only met you a few times, but why do you always show such deep-seated hatred towards me?"

Yang Siyuan always showed a look that wanted to eat him, which made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to dig it out with his own hands.

"This prince is an wronged soul who came back from hell to seek revenge on you."

Yang Siyuan's Zhou Shen's breath became colder and colder, his aura became stronger and stronger, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to freeze Qin Lang through.

"An injustice soul? Haha!" Qin Lang smiled coldly, his eyes full of disdain, "Since he is an injustice soul, he should stay in hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, his momentum surged in an instant, and his powerful force surged like a mountain torrent and a tsunami.

After a moment of stalemate, "Bang! Bang!" each kicked the other side and forced the other side to retreat.

Qin Lang quickly stabilized his body, raised his hand and thrust out with his sword, and Yang Siyuan thrust out his sword in the same unceremonious manner.

A clang sound was heard, and the swords thrust out by the two collided in mid-air.

Is this not over yet?

The two men raised their arms and waved, and strong force collided between the sword edges, forcing the two of them to take a step back.

As soon as they stabilized their bodies, the two of them started fighting, "Dang! Dang! Dang!" A clear and crisp sound came, and the wind was like the frequency of a piano, reverberating in people's ears.

Before they knew it, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds, and neither had gained any benefit from the other.

Qin Lang slashed out with his sword and forced Yang Siyuan back instantly.

Yang Siyuan, who had dodged the fatal attack, focused his "true energy" on the long sword, and his eyes sharpened.

"Shuiyun Sword Technique - Torrent!"

The long sword slashed diagonally, and countless sword lights condensed out, turning into ten ten-foot-long sword dragons, with fierce eyes, and they rushed towards Qin Lang with their teeth and claws open.

Qin Lang's eyes sharpened, his "True Essence" gathered into the long sword, and then slashed down.

"Star Sword Technique - Open Mountain!"

Suddenly, around him, countless one-meter-long sword lights suddenly appeared, and then turned into sharp swords ten feet long, and killed the Stegosaurus.

The giant sword and the stegosaurus were fighting in mid-air. Countless sword lights retreated, fell straight to the ground, and then dissipated without a trace.

When the giant sword and the sword dragon completely dissipated, Qin Lang and Yang Siyuan stepped forward together to kill them.

"Clang, clang, clang!" As the long swords collided, fists and kicks also hit the opponent.

After more than ten rounds of fighting, Yang Siyuan avoided the fatal attack as quickly as possible.

The "True Essence" surged in the body and gathered on the long sword, then slashed forward.

"Frost Sword Technique - Cold Sword Dance!"

A ray of snow-white light flashed, and countless sword lights filled with cold energy appeared and shot towards Qin Lang like a rain of arrows.

Seeing this, Qin Lang's eyes remained cold and he also used his combat skills.

"Star Sword Technique—Tianhen!"

The moment the long sword was swung down, stars in the shape of a triangular star suddenly appeared around him.

The next second, with a swish, countless sword lights shot out from the stars, tearing apart the sword lights coming towards him.

When the two combat techniques collided, the sound of "Boom! Boom!" kept coming, just like the sound of drums, constantly echoing in people's ears.

When his combat skills were expiring, Qin Lang stepped forward and disappeared in an instant, with only afterimages appearing.

Yang Siyuan, whose eyes were full of anger, stepped forward with the same movement, leaving only afterimages behind him.

In an instant, the weapons of the two collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

After fighting for more than ten rounds, Yang Siyuan's eyes turned cold, he raised his foot and kicked him sideways, instantly hitting the left side of his neck.

His kick did not knock Qin Lang to the ground, but only made his neck swollen and red.

After receiving such a kick, Qin Lang squatted down violently and kicked out a sweep with his right foot.

Yang Siyuan raised his left foot so hard that his body lost its center of gravity and hit the ground heavily.

Qin Lang kept attacking, kicking the opponent in the abdomen, and directly kicked him ten meters away.

Seeing Qin Lang approaching, his body had not stopped sliding. Yang Siyuan immediately thrust his sword into the ground to stop his body from moving back.

"Bang!" Then he slapped the ground with his palm, used his strength to stand up, and thrust out his sword regardless of his injuries.

The cold sword was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, heading straight for Qin Lang's heart.

Qin Lang, whose expression remained unchanged, turned to the right to avoid.

Before he could react, Yang Siyuan kicked him on the left waist.

After being hit like this, Qin Lang retreated continuously.

Yang Siyuan raised his sword and stabbed him in the throat, hoping to kill him with one blow.

After stabilizing his body, Qin Lang turned around and kicked hard with his right foot.

After receiving such a kick in the abdomen, "Ah!" Yang Siyuan vomited bitterness, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

Inducing the "true essence" to the long sword, Qin Lang raised the long sword above his head with both hands.

"Star Sword Technique—Destruction!"

In an instant, a huge sword light flashing with starlight condensed directly on top of his head, and struck down as his long sword slashed down.

Yang Siyuan's body flew a certain distance and hit the ground hard. When he saw the huge terrifying sword light coming down, his face changed with shock and he quickly stood up to avoid it.

"Boom!"

The huge sword light struck the ground, causing huge waves and smoke.

Although he had dodged in time, Yang Siyuan was still knocked away by the huge shock wave, causing him to vomit blood.

Without hesitation, he immediately took out the healing elixir and took it.

Although he dodged the attack, the attack caused by the shock wave still caused him a lot of damage.

When he was taking the elixir, Qin Lang had already raised his sword to kill him.

"Frost Sword Technique - Dulong Seizes the Shadow!"

Yang Siyuan decisively displayed his combat skills.

When the sword was slashed, a giant ice dragon condensed by sword energy appeared and rushed towards Qin Lang at extremely fast speed.

Due to his lack of defense and Yang Siyuan's attack being too fast, Qin Lang was instantly swallowed by the ice dragon, and his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant.

"Hoo! Hoo!!"

As soon as he finished using his combat skills, Yang Siyuan took advantage of this gap and gasped for air.

After taking a few deep breaths, his eyes became sharp and he quickly stepped forward with the sword pointed at Qin Lang's heart.

Just when the edge of his sword was less than one meter away from Qin Lang, a "click" sound was heard, and cracks appeared in the ice on Qin Lang's body, followed by a "bang" and it shattered into slag.

After Qin Lang resumed his actions, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashed out a sword from right to left. The blade of the sword drew a shocking scar on his chest.

After receiving such a sword blow, Yang Siyuan retreated as quickly as possible and opened a certain distance.

Looking down at his chest and slashing the sword, he felt lucky. Fortunately, the armor on his body helped him absorb most of the attacks, otherwise, he would have suffered heavy injuries.

However, the burning pain in his chest made him clearly understand that if he wanted to kill Qin Lang, he only needed to have enough patience.

He quickly used his "True Essence" to repair the wound on his chest, and then raised his sword to kill Qin Lang.

Qin Lang, who was standing on the spot, glanced around, then at Yang Siyuan, who was coming to kill him, and murmured: "Since the time has come, I won't accompany you to fight any more."

As soon as the voice fell, he tightened his grip on the sword, his eyes turned cold, and he instantly used his "leopard step" movement technique, and his whole body disappeared in an instant.

"Um?"

Yang Siyuan was shocked and stopped walking forward. All the nerves in his body seemed to be tense at this moment.

"Tap, tap, tap!" The hurried footsteps sounded quickly, as if the deadly sickle was approaching him step by step.

When he came to his senses, he felt a chill on his neck and his pupils suddenly opened wide. Then, he saw his own body standing there.

Yang Siyuan kept his eyes wide open until he died, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

After shaking off the blood on his sword, Qin Lang strode to Yang Siyuan's head and reached out to lift it up.

Then he raised it high and said loudly: "Yang Siyuan is dead, do you still want to continue fighting?"

His clear voice instantly spread throughout the battlefield and attracted everyone's attention.

When the Tianyuan soldiers saw the head of His Highness, their expressions were immediately shocked, especially Lin Guang and the old man in the dark, whose expressions were even uglier than Chi Xiang's.

Although the old man in black in the dark wanted to take action, the Tianyuan royal family had regulations that prohibited him from taking action unless someone strong attacked Yang Siyuan.

Now that Yang Siyuan has lost his fight with Qin Lang, the crown prince of Qin, he has no reason to take action. Because the Tianyuan Dynasty will not cultivate a useless prince.

As soon as Yang Siyuan died, the morale of Tianyuan soldiers suddenly plummeted. On the contrary, the morale of Daqin soldiers increased linearly and they attacked Tianyuan soldiers crazily.

Due to the frustration of their morale, Tianyuan's soldiers immediately fell into a hard fight, unable to fight without the strength to do so.

"Come here and snatch His Highness's body from the hands of the Prince of Qin! Kill him!"

I don't know who greeted him like this, and the soldiers of Tianyuan rushed forward and rushed towards Qin Lang.

"Protect His Highness the Crown Prince! Kill him!"

The generals on Da Qin's side pointed their sharp swords forward, and then the Da Qin soldiers attacked the Tian Yuan soldiers head-on.

Under the protection of Da Qin's soldiers, Qin Lang began to retreat towards Da Qin's camp.

After paying a heavy price, the Tianyuan soldiers also took away Yang Siyuan's headless corpse...

at the same time.

Within the Tianyuan Dynasty.

In an underground palace located under the Fengluoxue Mountains, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old man wearing white clothes and lying on an ice bed, who looked thin and handsome, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up at the same time.

"Huh..." While breathing heavily, he kept checking his neck with both hands. The sweat on his face continued to flow down like rain and formed beads.

As he gradually regained consciousness, he murmured with fierce eyes and a cold face: "Qin Lang, just wait for me. Sooner or later, I will not only chop off your head, but also destroy your Qin Dynasty."

While saying this, he felt happy in his heart.

Fortunately, when he was about to die, he activated the "Soul Transfer Technique" to transfer his soul to this body that had been prepared long ago. Otherwise, he might really die in Qin Lang's hands.

Recalling in his mind that he had just been beheaded by Qin Lang with a sword, a trace of ferocity flashed across Yang Siyuan's face, and the cold air emanating from his body became even colder.

After calming down his mood, he moved his feet off the ice bed, "Oh!" He sighed and said lightly: "It seems that from now on, I can only survive with a new identity."

From now on, he will no longer be Yang Siyuan, the Tianyuan Seed Prince, because Yang Siyuan is dead and beheaded by the Prince of Qin himself.

Even if he is resurrected from the dead now, he will only appear in the eyes of the world with another appearance and another identity.