Daqin: Sign in with Princess Honglian at the beginning

Chapter 17: Wei Zhuang Warbird, Mu Feng War Princess Wu Ye

A breeze blew by, the leaves rustled, and the grass swayed.

The quiet night sky was a little silent at this moment.

"Mo Ya, Bai Feng, it seems that I am just a fake chess piece, and the real chess piece is Mu Feng." Wei Zhuang was dressed in black, with his white hair dancing in the wind, and he observed his surroundings with sharp eyes.

After seeing Bai Feng and Mo Ya, he already knew that this was a trap.

"Hahahaha, Guigu Weizhuang is worthy of his reputation. He saw through our plan at a glance."

"But it doesn't matter who our trap is waiting for, you or Mu Feng."

"Because, in the end, it's just one word: death."

Mo Ya laughed loudly, and pronounced the last word "death" with great severity.

"Oh? Why? Just you, Bai Feng, and the hundred bird killers behind you?"

“He’s really confident.”

Mo Ya laughed again and said, "Since we have invited you into the trap, the wine here must have been prepared long ago."

As soon as the word "good" was spoken, all the bird killers attacked together.

Twenty assassins rushed in from behind, in front, left and right, their daggers striking at them like lightning.

Bai Fengling leaped into the air and held the sky down with the force of a mountain pressing down on one's head.

The murderous aura was everywhere, blocking Wei Zhuang's movement.

"Humph."

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly, and the shark-tooth sword came out. Guigu moved like lightning, and the shark-tooth sword spun quickly. The sword light flashed in all directions, and the sword energy was everywhere.

Suddenly, a sword swept across, sword energy overflowed, and the terrifying sword energy directly blew away the five killers in front of him.

At the same time, he moved forward to avoid attacks from all directions.

Finally, it leaped into the air. The night wind was rustling, and the shark's teeth emitted bursts of cold light in the moonlight.

"Boom."

The sword energy gushed out, forming a wave of air in the air. The space was quickly cut by the sword energy, and ripples appeared in the air. All the killers around were knocked over. Bai Feng was the most agile, and he stepped on the feathers to instantly get away from Wei Zhuang's sword energy.

At the same time, Wei Zhuang did not stop at all. He swung his sword, and streaks of blood and screams were heard. His sword skills were as wild as the wind and as fierce as the waves. All the besieging killers were killed in an instant.

Mo Ya's face darkened: "What a fast sword, what a strong fighting mindset."

"Go together."

Following Mo Ya's order, all the bird killers released their flying feather hidden weapons, each of which went straight for Wei Zhuang's vital points.

Wei Zhuang's shark teeth swung out quickly, and in an instant, a sword net formed around him. At the same time, his true energy burst out, and each hidden weapon quickly rebounded.

In a short time, more than a dozen bird killers were killed.

Wei Zhuang was so domineering that he forced hundreds of birds to take a step back, but he had no desire to attack.

The black crow soared into the sky, and attacked quickly with the double blades in its hands. With its sharp attack and flexible body movements, it moved around Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang's sword skills are wide-open and flexible, with earth-shaking momentum, murderous aura, lightning fast, varied, and every move deadly.

The two of them relied on their superb body skills to seem far away and near, and were as fast as ghosts.

Countless sparks flashed in the dark night, and the bright moon shone on the weapons of both sides, making them even colder.

"Boom."

In the end, Wei Zhuang was more skilled and saw the gap between the black crows and kicked them away.

The black crow transformed into countless black crows and avoided Wei Zhuang's attack.

......

The capital of King Han, the general’s mansion.

Mu Feng descended from the sky and slowly entered the lobby.

“I never thought that a small thief who could only escape from my hands back then would now be a ninth-level innate master.” Ji Wuye put down his wine glass, his eyes full of sighs.

When he signed in to Ji Wuye's General's Mansion that year, Ji Wuye was furious. Ji Wuye took action personally and wanted to capture Mu Feng. As a result, Mu Feng relied on his superb body skills to dodge Ji Wuye's capture again and again, and successfully escaped from Ji Wuye's black armored troops.

When we met again, he had become a master.

"Yes, it's been a long time, General." Mu Feng came to Ji Wuye, poured him a glass of wine and drank it.

"Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?" Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes.

"Since the general dares to lead you into a trap, he will not resort to such means." Mu Feng chuckled.

Of course, the reason why Mu Feng was not afraid was definitely not because he believed in Ji Wuye. The Nine Yang Manual was immune to all poisons. Even if Ji Wuye poisoned him, Mu Feng was not afraid.

"Or I'll take the person away and let it go this time." Mu Feng continued.

Ji Wuye's eyes flashed with cold light: "First, break into the general's mansion and offend the general's majesty. Second, break into the palace of King Han and offend the king of Han. Third, break into the bedroom of Princess Honglian and offend the princess. Fourth, join the quicksand and fight against the night."

"Mu Feng, the night cannot contain you, and neither can the entire Korea."

"No need to talk."

"No need to talk."

The atmosphere instantly froze, and a terrifying murderous aura spread.

Bang!

Mu Feng took the first step, and the iron cage collapsed with a loud bang. He then ascended to heaven with his steps, leaving no trace. He instantly arrived in front of Li Kai, pulled Li Kai up, and flew high into the sky.

boom!

In an instant, sword energy was everywhere. Ji Wuye held an eight-foot sword in his hand, and the powerful sword energy blocked Mu Feng's steps.

"The force is immense."

Ji Wuye flew into the air and slashed vertically with his domineering sword skills.

As a rare general in Korea in a century, Ji Wuye's combat power is amazing.

The sword technique is domineering, ruthless, and unstoppable, destroying the world and the murderous intent soaring to the sky.

The sword moves with great force and domineering power. It is fast as the wind, slow as the forest, aggressive as fire, immovable as a mountain, and powerful as thunder.

Mu Feng moved around and brought Li Kai to a safe place.

The unparalleled sword comes out, and the fifteen deadly swords rise.

When the sword is out, the world is shocked. It is a deadly fifteen sword moves. The sword moves are as fast as lightning, as fierce as fire, and as continuous as a rainstorm. The murderous intent is endless, the murderous heart is endless, life for life, injury for injury.

In an instant, sword energy swept across the sky and sword light flashed.

Clang, clang, clang.

Ding, ding, ding.

For a moment, sparks flew everywhere, sword and knife auras crisscrossed, and the aftermath shattered the surrounding pillars, stools, tables, and chairs.

"drink!"

Suddenly, Ji Wuye shouted loudly, his whole body was filled with true energy, the sharp sword intent was quickly compressed, and the terrifying sword energy spread everywhere.

With his hands clenched into eight feet, a terrifying air wave quickly erupted, and countless sword qi spread in all directions. The sword qi compressed to the extreme swept everywhere, and the surrounding space collapsed rapidly, and the air fluctuated violently.

"Thirteen deadly swords."

Mu Feng's expression condensed, and the Nine Yang Manual began to circulate rapidly. The terrifying true energy burst out quickly, and the demonic intent on his body became stronger and stronger, and his momentum exploded.

Thirteen Deadly Swords, each sword has different insights, each sword has different understandings, and each style has different methods. Kill, kill, every sword kills. Live towards death, die in battle without regrets.

The surging sword energy soars into the sky, and the sword force is as unstoppable as a bamboo breaking through.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

The collision of swords created gusts of wind and waves, and the violent waves even broke through the roof of the hall. Countless crossbeams fell quickly, splashing up clouds of dust.

The void continued to explode and sonic boom-like sounds continued to reach my ears.

The sword energy vibrated, the knife energy roared, and the aftermath of the battle caused the Korean royal flag to shake wildly.

Mu Feng and Ji Wuye flashed and stood on the roof. With a knife and a sword, their shocking momentum pierced the sky.