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205 Ying Lan: Why don’t you kneel down when you meet the Emperor of Qin?! (Subscribe)

The screen turns to another angle.

Now, in the location of Xianyang laneway.

The 100,000-strong Qin frontier army led by Ying Lan was fighting with the last resisting soldiers in the Xianyang King City.

Sword, light and sword shadow, severed limbs and body, and blood.

Together they form the bloody landscape on this brutal battlefield.

puff-!

With the hook of the eight-faced Han sword in Yinglan’s hand.

In an instant, the lives of two Xianyang guards were harvested.

There was unwillingness in their eyes.

Blood gushed out of the throat.

The corpse fell softly to the ground.

Slowly fade away.

The blood flower that came from the shooting hook dipped Ying Lan’s three rough blue silk with a bit of blood.

The beautiful cheeks, under the influence of blood, became a little more scarlet.

It seemed more cruel and cruel.

Ying Lan’s eyes were cold.

Looking at the Xianyang guards who were standing in front of him, he was indifferent and did not have any superfluous emotions.

These people are all Ba Hai’s cronies.

After Hu Hai revised his will and inherited the throne.

The courtiers and disciples who originally joined Zhao Gao’s sect in his boyhood together with him.

Promoted to the imperial guard of Xianyang Wangcheng, loyal to him.

Therefore, even now, outside the Xianyang King City, the empire’s army of millions has been defeated.

He and others have already entered the royal city.

However, they are still here, stubbornly resisting, and will not change their stubbornness, wanting to shed the last drop of blood for Hu Hai.

So, for Winlan.

kill them.

There will be no burden and guilt.

Because, these people were originally one of the rebel forces of the empire.

Always peeping at the imperial kingship.

It’s the messenger of the empire.

should be punished!

“Ok?”

at this time.

Yinglan suddenly felt a majestic killing intent, suddenly enveloped from all around, swiftly and violently.

Like a huge net.

Include all the space around you.

The light seems to have dimmed, becoming gray, a little dark, dull and depressing.

Under this majestic mountain-like killing intent.

The hair on Yinglan’s brows was suppressed by the killing intent and no longer floated.

The surrounding air became stagnant.

As if turned into a quagmire.

obscure, sluggish, dull, depressed, stagnant,

All the movements in the space became slow.

“Garden Garden…”

Yinglan’s wine-red eyes lifted up, looked around, above the eaves, and gave a light warning.

Notice that now, there are several black figures that appear almost instantly.

Surrounded by himself, waiting on the eaves, standing proudly.

They all carry the sun behind their backs and hold famous swords.

In the dazzling light, it is difficult to see their faces.

However, they could feel the deep and dignified killing intent flowing from their bodies, as well as from the famous sword exuding an ominous aura in their hands. Just like the substance, it makes people feel a little tingling in the skin, as if the blade of a knife has been slashed.

Around Yinglan, some Xianyang guards and Daqin frontier troops.

Under the pouring of these solemn killing intent, the muscles and bones trembled a little, and sweat was pouring down.

It was as if he was being pressed by a mountain on his shoulders, unable to move an inch.

He couldn’t help but kneel on the ground, breathing tight.

Lips are already a little white.

With their realm, they were still unable to resist the invasion of these concentrated murderous auras, and there was a feeling of indulging in the room.

But, be aware.

They are the most elite soldiers in the Imperial Army.

Kill countless people on the battlefield.

However, now, facing such a battle, it is still so difficult to support.

Enough to see the vastness and horror of these murderous auras!

“One, two, three, four, …. seven, eight, …”

Ying Lan’s eyes swept away slightly.

Find out the number of these people.

“Aah, are there eight people… 33

“So, are all the top sword slaves in the net already hooked around me?

“Actually, all of them have come.”

“Looks like I really deserve to win.

“Things have gotten really interesting.

Win smiled lightly.

In the quiet space around here.

The sound is as pleasant as a silver bell.

Just like the swaying of clear copper, the jingle is crisp.

Eight people, eight figures, and eight peerless killing swords.

It is the most top-level combat power in the snare organization.

The holder of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue.

The eight people who represent the most terrifying and darkest snare and those with the deepest qualifications.

Everyone’s hands were stained with an unknown amount of blood.

When I was in the dark purgatory for the trial.

I don’t know what kind of terrible experience I have suffered.

A sword slave who can walk from that dark purgatory.

Ten is not one.

Represents the strongest combat power of the net.

··For flowers…..

Ying Lan chuckled lightly.

You must know that in the past, when you were diligently moving and performing tasks.

But there has never been a precedent for Yue Wang Ba Jian to work together.

Because, every one of the net sword slaves, took them out.

All of them are enough to cause uproar in the Jianghu Chaotang, causing a bloody storm. The famous terrifying swordsman on the list has a detached combat power.

but now.

However, they dispatched together, all hooked around themselves, and started hunting.

It’s enough to see that he pays attention to himself.

Of course – does this also prove that they are afraid of themselves?

Otherwise, how will it come out in full force.

The Eight Swords of the King of Yue, all attacked, surrounded and killed around him?

It seems that I have already driven them to a dead end…

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Ying Lan smiled softly.

Already thinking about this conclusion.

However, now.

Although, under the pouring of such a strong killing intent, the air is stagnant and dull.

However, Yinglan seemed to be unaffected at all.

Indifferent eyes.

Looking cool.

In the wine-red eyes, there is no unnecessary panic and surprise.

It’s still just, gently stretched out Bai Teng’s fingers.

When the ear was slightly galloped by the horse.

A bit of perspiration, soaking wet hair, behind the ears.

A pair of eyes that are as clear as stars.

Immortal.

Looking at the eaves ahead, each holding a famous sword and standing in a specific position.

The Eight Swords of the King of Yue who laid out the killing formation, the killing shadows of the eight sword slaves.

said lightly.

“Wait, why don’t you kneel down when you meet the Emperor Daqin, the head of the clan, Yinglan?”

boom–!

As Yinglan’s voice fell.

Strong winds and turbulence.

In an instant, around Yinglan, the explosion overflowed.

The ink wind dances.

Hair dancing wildly.

– The stock has been at a high position for a long time, and has been in the battlefield all the year round. The temperament of the king and domineering that he has experienced is now in the eyes of Yinglan.

The eight-sided Han sword in Ying Lan’s hand flashed.

Pointing to the eight top-level sword slaves on the eaves ahead.

The sword intent like a gust of wind condensed towards them.

At this moment, Yinglan revealed the breath and heritage of his own king.

Like an emperor, he reigns over the world!

The supreme coercion bent them and rolled them away.

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