I, the ancestor of Xianqin, signed in the Forbidden Palace for three hundred years!

Chapter 018

Just when the Qin Emperor was desperate, just when tens of millions of people in Great Qin were desperate, at the moment when thousands of warriors flocked into the palace and wanted to slaughter them wantonly!

Suddenly, in the sky high above the bright moon, there was a sound of sword clanging!

As this sword sound sounded, everyone’s hearts trembled!

It was as if this sword sound sounded directly in the depths of the soul!

Even the Xiongnu national master also involuntarily trembled, his breathing was stagnant, and his face changed dramatically!

Just when everyone was shocked, I saw a white light, breaking through the night and sweeping from a distance!

“Boom…”

This white light carries an incomparably terrifying sword intent, mighty and rushing like the sea, illuminating the entire night sky!

Everyone’s eyes were attracted by that light!

The eyes can’t move away at all!

“What’s that?”

“Is there a meteor from the sky?”

“Nope!

It was a sword soul, condensed into sword intent! ”

“Sizzle….

It’s terrible!

This turned out to be a sword soul…”

Everyone’s eyes are full of disbelief!

A sword soul contains such a terrifying sword intent!

Capture the soul!

Just when everyone was shocked!

The sword soul has arrived!

Carrying a terrifying sword intent, it shot at the Xiongnu National Division in the air!

“Whoosh…”

Everyone has heard the whisper of a lifetime!

Without any obstacles, that sword easily penetrated the body of the Xiongnu National Division!

The sky is full of blood and rain, spilling down!

The entire Xianyang City fell into silence!

Everyone looked at the rain of blood in amazement!

That god-like figure disappeared!

It’s all with their mouths wide open!

Such a powerful martial victory, Xiongnu national division!

Was it killed in a second like this?

Tens of thousands of warriors below are about to massacre and are about to break into the palace!

At this time, they are all like wooden chickens, like sculptures!

A crazy thought rose in my heart

“This is that Sword Saint of Daqin?”

“One sword killed the Xiongnu National Master, this powerful Martial Saint?”

“Who said that Great Qin does not have a Sword Saint?”

All people’s bodies are nailed to the ground!

The whole body is shivering!

Because although that sword disappeared, the powerful sword intent still did not disperse!

Shrouded in the entire Xianyang City!

This is the Sword Saint Master’s will of the Sword Dao!

Let them not dare to give birth to the slightest thought of resistance!

When the Qin Emperor is desperate!

Hear that sword roar and see that sword light!

Suddenly tears welled up!

The Sword Saint of Daqin has never left, and has been hiding in Xianyang City!

has been secretly guarding Daqin!

The Hun national division has disappeared!

He was instantly free!

Directly in the air,

“Lord Xie Jian Sheng!”

I choked up in my mouth, and I couldn’t even speak!

Hundreds of millions of people in Xianyang City, also at this moment, with the Qin Emperor, all bowed down!

“Lord Xie Jian Sheng!”

It’s all crying with joy!

Everyone stared blankly into the air, wanting to see the figure of that Sword Saint Lord!

However, the bright moon is high and starry!

Purple City stands!

Where is the slightest figure!

Tens of millions of martial artists, especially the national masters and princes of the Seven ~ Kingdom, were all frightened when they saw this scene!

Now that they have broken into the outside of the palace, they are about to enter the palace!

However, he never dared to move a step again!

This is a powerful Sword Saint!

Invincible Sword Saint!

They just want to slip away quietly now and not attract the attention of the Qin Emperor!

In their lifetime, they will never enter Xianyang again!

Under the moonlight, their bodies have just moved!

Suddenly, Qin Huang Xinghe in the air stood up!

Flying high in the sky!

The luck of the Ten Thousand Years Dynasty increased, and its body exuded a powerful killing intent!

Although he was fighting against the Xiongnu National Division, the following situation all fell into his mind!

“Northern Song Dynasty, Zhongshan, Dajin….

You seven ~ dynasties, you actually have bad intentions, want to trespass on my Great Qin Imperial Palace, what should be the crime? ”

Seven ~ Dynasty, is the strongest seven countries around Daqin!

I have always been eager to try Daqin, and my intentions are not bad!

This time, all of them led the prince into Xianyang!

All standing on the spot at the moment!

The state master of the Northern Song Dynasty trembled and said: “Your Majesty the Qin Emperor, the Northern Song Dynasty offends the Great Qin, please show the Qin Emperor, my Northern Song Dynasty has no objection!” ”

Great Qin has a peerless sword saint, and their Northern Song Dynasty must submit, otherwise, it will be a catastrophe for the destruction of the country!

“Leave the prince as a hostage!

Five billion taels of silver for years of tribute!

Cut five cities!

Would you like to? ”

Qin Huang’s indifferent and majestic voice sounded!

When everyone listened, they couldn’t help but twitch in their hearts!

This Qin Emperor is too ruthless!

The national master of the Northern Song Dynasty is absolutely unwilling!

Who knew that there was silence for a long time, and only heard the Northern Song Dynasty State Master tremble: “Respect the will of the Qin Emperor!” ”

Although he didn’t want to agree!

However, the invincible sword intent in the sky still has not dispersed!

He even felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him!

At any moment, a sword will strike and destroy them!

What’s more, Daqin has such an invincible sword saint, and destroying their Northern Song Dynasty is also a matter of snapping fingers!

Martial Saint!

One man destroys a country!

When everyone heard the Northern Song Dynasty National Master’s promise, they were secretly in an uproar!

“Zhongshan Dynasty, what do you say?”

Qin Huang’s majestic and indifferent voice continued to sound!

“The Zhongshan Dynasty is willing to keep the prince as a hostage!

Five billion taels of silver for years of tribute!