Similarly, King Yingji of Qin was filled with emotion, and in the end everything returned to peace.

Ding Qin Sword, the Ding Qin Sword he held when he went to sacrifice in previous years was not the one in front of him.

The bronze sword was more beautiful, but the King of Qin had no doubt that it was a fake, and the one in front of him was the real one.

"Those who can take the Ding Qin sword can be the King of Qin."

"But who is the one who picked up the fake sword is the King of Qin, and who is the one who holds the real sword?"

With this action, Cheng Zhiyuan could no longer stay in Qin.

Qin can dominate the world, but Qin must be Ying.

Change to the king?

The Tian family reigned on Qi?

Don’t joke, don’t say that the Tian family will replace Qi. Anyone who dares to rebel in the Qin royal family, such as Huayang Jun, will be directly killed by the royal family!

Change the king!

The King of Qin would not allow it, and the Legalists would not allow it. At this moment, all the ministers of Qin, even those who are very good friends with Cheng Zhiyuan, will no longer stand on Cheng Zhiyuan's side.

Even the rebels are the same.

The political significance of this sword is greater than its power.

Although Qin Shang was hit by the sword and was seriously injured, he smiled happily.

"No one in the world dares to use your reason."

This sentence is correct.

Cheng Zhiyuan himself knew what was going on. The destiny of heaven is in his body. Isn’t it the ancestor of Qin?

Of course, the appearance of Ding Qin Sword this time was entirely due to the call of virtue.

It has nothing to do with destiny. Cheng Zhiyuan did not deliberately call this sword, and this sword was not within the range of the call. How far is the west cherry? But it is so strange, because virtue can cross any place in the world.

corner.

Cheng Zhiyuan did not have virtue, but what he believed was the true virtue that should appear.

So Ding Qin Jian is here.

It felt that those who could speak of such great virtue must be virtuous like Duke Mu of Qin.

"If you don't need it, don't need it."

Cheng Zhiyuan's sword fell down.

The sword in Qin Shang's hand was defeated, the blade appeared, and the saint's breath began to escape in disorder. He was killed three times in a row, and his chest was covered in blood.

"Anyway, my truth is, if it is tampered with, it's better not to use it."

Cheng Zhiyuan pointed at Qin Shang’s sword: “The world is so big and the sea is so far away, there is always a place where I can stay. If the nations do not accept it… I still have Luoyi and Xingong.”

"A spark can start a prairie...the land of the world."

Qin Shang's eyes were very serious. He raised the broken sword, but there was no light in front of him. The sword energy had cut off his flesh and blood!

When did the body of a saint become so fragile?

"The Ding Qin Sword is the sword of national fortune, and together with the soldiers of all countries and countries, the strong Qin Sword is strong. Nowadays, Qin State is full of aura like a tiger, and the Qingxuan earth is in the palm of his hand. The Ding Qin Sword is naturally powerful to an incredible level."

The voice of the King of Qin sounded faintly:

"Even if it is the Emperor's Sword, even if it is the ritual and music conquest, you can try it with your sharp edge!"

Wang Chan looked into the distance, and this time, the saints stopped.

"The Sword of the Prince..."

Cheng Zhiyuan held the hilt of the sword and drew a ring in the air.

A sword flower.

In the eyes of the saint, pear blossoms bloom all over the sky, and the sword energy that stretches into mountains falls along with the deep sky, the dark earth, the fishy wind, and the sticky blood rain!

Boom!

The wind and rain were like rain, unstoppable, tilting and winding, the saint's aura of Qin Shang was broken, he took the ground and suddenly flew up with Hou Zhu!

when--!

Ding Qin Jian suddenly appeared on Sui Houzhu again!

The sword edge slashed hard, extremely violent. Sui Houzhu, one of the two treasures in the spring and autumn, was cut off from the sky again!

On Qin Shang's neck, Ding Qin Sword appeared again!

Blood splattered and was not killed. Qin Shang was awakened before he looked away. Looking at the distance, Cheng Zhiyuan held the Qin sword inverted, but never moved!

What's going on?

He looked at the ground, and Su Houzhu was dim and dull.

He touched his neck, and the scars did exist.

"not understand?"

Cheng Zhiyuan turned his head: "Why do you have to do it yourself after entering the princes? This is Lianshan!"

As soon as Cheng Zhiyuan finished speaking, Qin Shang suddenly retreated because a Qin sword appeared in front of him again!

The sword edge stuck to his face, and it was cold and majestic!

"Cangshan soldiers!"

Transform the sword energy into the sword that determines Qin!

"Good sword!"

Cheng Zhiyuan held the Ding Qin Sword, and originally only launched a secret attack from the mountain clouds. With the blessing of the Ding Qin Sword, he was able to "gather and disperse invisible", and the sword energy gathered, anywhere.

Ding Qin Sword will appear!

This made Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly realize and suddenly found the direction of Lianshan Guaxiang practice!

The key point is to gather and disperse invisible, divide yang into yin! No matter how change is, the sword energy and sword light are just extensions of the sword edge!

The sword power fell!

The sword in Qin Shang's hand suddenly broke!

The saint's sword was broken in Qin!

Qin Shang's eyes were full of disbelief. He suddenly raised his arm, but how could the aura of a saint match the fate of a country?

Just like in Zhao State in the past, even the god of the Huns did not dare to appear rashly, and warned Hunxie Utan, telling him that the entire Zhao State was under the care of the Three Walls, Four Elephants, and the Armpitable Heavenly Constellations.

Before, there is no secret!

The armillary celestial sphere is also the highest masterpiece among the magical weapons created by the Mohist school!

It’s like Tian Qi Yuan of Qi, who tried every means to help Tian, ​​just to get the God-beating Whip!

How can a war that governs the country be easy to deal with?

"I didn't expect that I would die here today."

Qin Shang sighed, Nangong Shi and Dan Tai Mieming had no intention of saving him, because of Xunzi, and... their own principles.

"You... won't save him?"

Xunzi was confused and tempted: "I didn't stop you."

Nangong Shi said calmly: "Die for virtue, and die as the place for death. As Nanhua said in the world in the past, death has its place. If death is a place for it, we should not cry for it, but be happy for it."

Dan Tai Mieming: "Life and death have destiny, and it is the transformation of heaven and earth!"

Qin Shang's face fell into the shadow and suddenly grinned.

"Zijiang is famous for his courage and strength, no less than Zilu. Zizhang... Today, after seeing the power of Ding Qin's sword, he also suddenly realized that the strength of Qin cannot be shaken by the moment."

"This kind of luck is too strong. Even if King Wuling of Zhao stole the national fortune, it did not hurt the Qin State. The tree is deep and the roots cannot be defeated... We lost this game."

In the soil, Sui Houzhu was picked up.

Qin Shang pointed at his forehead, and at this moment, Ding Qin Jian suddenly appeared in front of his forehead!

Qin Shang's eyes widened, and the saint's blood splattered out. He fell from the sky and fell into the mud.

The rain accumulated into depressions, and Cheng Zhiyuan's figure disappeared from the sky, turned into rain and fog, and then reunited on the ground, developed into a body and came to the front of Qin Shang.

Cheng Zhiyuan looked to the other side and his pupils shrank.

Sui Hou Zhu, disappeared.

"That is a powerful tool for Confucianism and cannot be delivered to you."

Qin Shang was still bleeding from his mouth, but with a sense of relief, he sat cross-legged. Blood dripped from the wound on his chest, filling his clothes with his clothes.

"The great virtue is the transformation of heaven and earth..."
Chapter completed!