I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Private property.

basement one.

Qin Yao, who was striding forward with the sword box under his arm, was slightly startled when he saw the dark hole in the giant bowl.

What's happening here?

As soon as he took out Zhong Kui's sword, Qin Zhi broke the seal?

Thinking of the tragedy that happened to the three families of Qian Yang and Li after Qin Corpse broke the seal in the original work, Qin Yao didn't care to find out how Qin Corpse broke the seal. He jumped into the air and rushed to Sanxing Village as fast as possible in the deep frost and fog. .

In the village.

Uncle Feng had the magic talisman attached to his leg and hurriedly ran to the seventh small courtyard. When he opened the door, he saw a black shadow biting the neck of another black shadow in the brightly lit bedroom.

"You evildoer, shut up!"

Uncle Feng roared angrily, immediately pulled out his pistol, pointed it at the biting figure in the house, and fired several times.

Five bullets penetrated the wooden window one after another and hit the black shadow, but they did not stop him from biting the center of the other person's neck.

"boom."

Uncle Feng kicked open the wooden door of the bedroom and broke into the house. He saw a figure wearing an emperor's robe, holding a sword hilt, with a burnt face. He was strangling the village chief with one arm and sucking the hair from the other man's neck. blood.

"Shut up!" Uncle Feng flicked his wrist, and a copper coin sword suddenly slipped out of his right cuff. The hilt of the sword was caught in his hand, and he strode forward.

"stop."

Qin Zhi pinched the village chief's neck and slowly raised his head.

Uncle Feng was afraid that the corpse demon would strangle the village chief, so he stopped and shouted: "You can speak, which means you are enlightened. Why did you commit such a murder?"

"The ancestors of the three surnames asked the Taoist priest to seal me to this day. Is this reason enough?" Qin Zhi said in a deep voice.

Uncle Feng: "Even if this is the case, it is still their ancestors' business. What does it have to do with them?"

Qin Zhi sneered: "Are you trying to say that harm will not reach your descendants?"

Uncle Feng: "I want to say that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. The sins committed by their ancestors will be settled when their souls return to the underworld..."

"You want to make peace with me when someone else is settling the matter?" Qin Zhi interrupted: "I will avenge myself!"

Uncle Feng: "..."

Qin Zhi said solemnly: "Taoist, this matter has nothing to do with you. I hope you won't meddle in other people's business, lest you risk your own life."

"Stop it, Azu!"

Suddenly, Qin Yao stepped into the yard holding Zhong Kui's sword and shouted loudly: "What do you think this is?"

Looking at the ancient sword in his hand, Qin Zhi's pupils shrank, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "My name is not Azu."

"Are you Qin Shihuang?" Qin Yao asked.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Qin Zhi silently clenched the sword at his waist.

"If you are, then there is nothing wrong with calling you Azu." Qin Yao said: "Because later generations usually call Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng Ancestral Dragon."

Qin Zhi: "Ancestral Dragon, Ancestral Dragon, Emperor Qin's Ancestral Dragon, this is a good name!"

Qin Yao pursed his lips and said, "So, you admit that you are Ying Zheng?"

"Yes and no." Qin Shi said.

Qin Yao: "I hate it when someone tries to trick me."

"This is not selling out."

Qin Zhi said solemnly: "Why should I tell you the truth without my approval?"

Qin Yao slowly drew out Zhong Kui's sword, which emitted a faint red light, and pointed it at Qin's corpse: "Come on."

Qin Zhi threw away the old village chief like trash, and suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded in the void.

"Whoa." Qin Zhi struck out with a sword in the air, and the arc-shaped sword energy roared straight towards Qin Yao's door with a trace of blood.

"boom."

Qin Yao raised his hand and smashed the sword energy with a sword. His body turned into an afterimage. In an instant, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and raised his sword to stab Qin Zhi's throat.

Qin Zhi raised his sword to block, and Zhong Kui's sword pierced the center of King Qin's sword. Qin Yao's power gathered at the tip of the sword exploded on the sword, forcibly bending the blade of King Qin's sword, pushing Qin Zhi back quickly.

"Dang."

After retreating again and again, seeing that his back was about to hit the wall, Qin Zhi quickly retracted his sword and struck the middle of Zhong Kui's sword with his hand, forcing the blade to deflect.

Qin Yao, who flew up with his sword, missed him, turned around and swung his sword, and the dazzling red sword energy shot out and rushed forward.

Qin Zhi held the sword with both hands and instantly performed a set of sword striking techniques. A blood-red sword shadow with clearly visible lines on the sword body rushed out of the long sword, instantly defeating the red sword energy and rushing straight into Qin Yao's body.

The shadow of the sword disappeared in an instant. Qin Yao leaned back, with his upper body parallel to the ground, avoiding the edge of the sword. Unexpectedly, the shadow of the sword could be controlled after it was shot out. Instead of flying out parallel, it fell down violently.

"boom."

Qin Yao's back fell to the ground and disappeared instantly.

With a bang, the sword shadow fell to the ground, instantly blasting a deep pit into the flat ground.

Not far away, Uncle Feng, whose heart was high, exhaled a long breath, raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The battle in front of him was too dangerous. The key was that the two men were intertwined as they fought, and he couldn't find any chance to help.

"Dang, Dang, Dang..."

Qin Yao and Qin Zhi fought faster and faster, and their figures gradually turned into red and black light groups. Even if Uncle Feng opened his magic eye, he could only see two afterimages.

After hundreds of rounds, Qin Zhi, who was getting weaker and weaker, became more and more frightened.

Under normal circumstances, as the combat time prolongs, the attack power of both combatants should decrease exponentially.

But why is the person on the opposite side getting stronger and stronger in attack power?

Hidden clumsiness?

impossible.

If the outcome can be decided with one sword, who would be so anxious about hiding one's weakness?

Qin Zhi was puzzled, but he knew that he could not continue like this, otherwise the situation might become even more unfavorable to him.

"hold head high……"

While fighting, Qin Zhi suddenly changed his moves, and the long sword came out of his hand, turning into a black dragon, flying towards Qin Yao.

Qin Yao jumped up, landed heavily on the dragon's head with both feet, and was immediately lifted up by the black dragon.

"Okay, I admit that you are qualified to know the truth. Let this battle end here."

Just when Qin Yao was holding Zhong Kui's sword in his backhand and preparing to pierce the dragon's head, Qin Zhi suddenly said.

As soon as he finished speaking, billowing black smoke dispersed from the black dragon's body, finally manifesting into a blood-red King Qin sword.

Qin Yao flew down from the sword and asked, "Are you the incarnation or clone of Emperor Qin?"

"Why can't it be the real person?" Qin Zhi raised his hand to take back the sword and asked lightly.

Qin Yao: "Too weak. Even with the blessing of Zhong Kui's sword, I couldn't defeat you, but you don't seem to have the ability to defeat me.

Even if it has been sealed for thousands of years, if the Ancestral Dragon clone only has this little strength, I doubt how the unification of the Qin Dynasty came about. "

If it were in a history without gods and demons, then there would be no need for Ying Zheng's advanced martial arts, let alone his cultivation. Zheng Geer's literary and military strategies alone would be able to defeat the Six Kingdoms.

But in this world with a history of gods and demons, there are quite a few monks in the Six Kingdoms of Kanto. The key is that the monks at that time did not hide from the world. Would they allow a mortal to invade their home country and suppress them? !

Therefore, inferring from reality, Qin Yao can find the answer by himself without the other party revealing anything. He stopped fighting not because he wanted to know the truth, but because he didn't want to engage in a meaningless struggle, let alone provoke a hidden force.

Who knows what is going on with the underground terracotta warriors and horses in Shaanxi Province in this world, and whether there is any connection with the Qin Corpse...