Qi Qisheng, the prince of the Yangli Kingdom, knew martial arts, but only just.
He felt that he practiced hard on weekdays, and often felt that sparring with his men was not enough. He also went to the death camp to fight with them from time to time. He felt that this could better improve his martial arts.
But he has forgotten one question, that is, whether it is his subordinates on the surface or the dead soldiers in the dark, when they are sparring with him, which one will really use all their strength to fight him?
The reason why we are subordinates is because of our status. A subordinate must obey the orders of his master.
Some people become death warriors for glory and wealth. Some do it to repay a favor, and some do it because they have no other choice. They work hard for the princes and nobles, mainly engaged in assault and assassination missions, even if...
But he has forgotten one question, that is, whether it is his subordinates on the surface or the dead soldiers in the dark, when they are sparring with him, which one will really use all their strength to fight him?
Anyone with a little bit of brains will use their brains to cooperate, which can not only make the master happy and have a sense of accomplishment, but also prevent the master from noticing that they are cheating.
As time passed, Qi Qisheng became more convinced of his own skills.
However, He Zexu was completely different from him. He practiced martial arts when he was young. Even if his eyes were blinded by poison, he did not give up and stopped practicing. Therefore, when he lost sight later, he could still lead his subordinates to do things for An Yuguo and his father.
Many things.
Even though he couldn't see, those who wanted to take his life were unable to do so many times.
Later, Wei Zijun quietly cured his eyes, and the one who led the troops in the east and west expeditions became more and more courageous as he fought. His title of God of War was really earned by his own hard work.
Now, as soon as Qi Weisheng and He Zexu fight against each other, the disparity becomes clear immediately.
Qi Wensheng attacked immediately, but He Zexu didn't even bother to avoid it, and went straight to sword-to-sword confrontation.
The moment the two swords collided, Qi Qinsheng felt that half of his arm was about to be wasted. His hand went numb and he could no longer hold the sword and fell to the ground. But He Zexu did not stop there, and gently flicked his wrist.
The sword turned, and the internal force of the sword followed the turn, causing the sword to tremble and lift. Qi Qisheng's shoulder armor had an additional wound.
Qi Qisheng subconsciously glanced at the injured position. There was not a lot of blood flowing out of the wound, but, but, but, he soon found that he could not lift the arm.
"This sword is for my wife. You caused her to leave her hometown and wander around."
After He Zexu finished speaking, he raised his hand again, and with a flash of sword light, the tendons of the opponent's other arm were picked by him: "This sword is for me."
If it weren't for Qi Qisheng's words, Sanniang wouldn't have escaped in such a dangerous way on the river in Broken Soul Valley, causing him to live like a zombie for more than ten years.
He Zexu turned behind the other man and struck him with another sword expressionlessly on the crook of his leg. Seeing him staggering and kneeling on one knee, he said: "This third sword is for my frightened child."
Qi Qinsheng, who had his muscles and veins picked on three limbs one after another, was shaking all over, not knowing whether it was because of pain or fear.
He couldn't believe that when he faced King Anyu Guoji, he ended up in such a state without even passing a single move?
You know, when he fought with Prince Gu Yan’s men before, he was protected by dead soldiers, so he didn’t even take action and there was no need to waste his energy!
"Hahaha, even if I can't leave alive, you and your wives and children can't live in peace. Hey, everyone, listen up. I'm going to tell you a secret, a big secret. That Qi
The Lord of the City, Mrs. Gu..." Qi Shengsheng smiled ferociously, trying hard to control his swaying body and shouting loudly to the surroundings.
However, he forgot one thing. The man in front of him reacted quickly enough and his sword was also fast enough.
The secret I wanted to tell the most, but when it came to the most critical point, I couldn't even utter even a single word.
The sharp sword pierced through his mouth and came out from the back of his neck.
Qi Wensheng looked at the person in front of him in horror, his mouth still moving hard as he couldn't close it.
He wanted to tell everyone present that the blood in Mrs. Gu, the Lord of the Seven Cities, and her daughter could cure hundreds of poisons but not strange poisons.
He knew that the people still standing around and alive were the other party's people and those who were against him. It didn't matter. As long as they knew about it, the news would spread out very soon. It would spread far and wide.
It is enough that more people know.
That means that the Wei family's daughter and Prince Ji's family will not be peaceful in this life. As long as their descendants are women, they will inherit this unending misfortune.
He Zexu still held the hilt of the sword in his hand, leaning slightly to look at the man who was already kneeling in front of him. If he couldn't kneel firmly, he used the sword in his hand to fix it: "Qi Qinsheng, in fact, to me, you are still
It's a bit gracious.
If it weren't for you, how could I have met Sanniang, how could I have married her, and how could I have had three children!
But, even so, I don’t want to spare your life, because only if you die can my wife and daughter sleep peacefully. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck and being reincarnated into the Qi family.
It’s my fault that you have done too many vicious and inhumane things on a daily basis, and yet you have become so blatantly violent just as a prince. It’s strange that you people in the court can’t bear to disagree.
It's a pity that I can't leave you to see my family and live a warm life. Don't you know that my third wife is not only beautiful, but also smart and capable, and the food she cooks is also very delicious.
Sanniang can also make tea, brew wine, and she can also do medicine. Hey, how virtuous and capable I am to have such a virtuous and capable wife!"
He Zexu originally had many things to say to irritate this bastard prince, but Qi Qinsheng could not bear the stimulation, and his vitality was not strong enough. He stared with unwilling and angry eyes and died.
"With such little ability, you still dare to touch this king's family." He Zexu raised his foot and kicked the person out with anger. He also cut off the robe of a dead soldier not far away in disgust and wiped it carelessly.
sword.
Because I was thinking about my wife who hadn't arrived yet, I hurriedly got on my horse and rode away in the direction from which I came.
Sanniang couldn't eat or sleep well because of her wishful things, and she couldn't bear it even on the way.
"King Ji..." Looking at He Zexu's hurried away figure, Yan Bicheng felt very sorry. You know, that was the idol he had always admired!
Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to meet him today.
"Master, shall we go back? Or?" the attendant next to him asked tentatively.
Yan Bicheng said with a lonely face: "Take some time to clean up and go back. No matter what, this time is not in vain. I can fight side by side with the famous God of War. I will have no regrets in this life."
The subordinate hesitated for a moment: "Master, you have forgotten that we saved King Naji's son."
"So what, I was lucky enough to meet the God of War because I helped the young master. Speaking of which, I made the profit." After Yan Bicheng finished speaking, he was about to whistle for his horse, Black Wind.
, suddenly remembered that it was dead, and a sad mood suddenly came up.
At this time, there was the sound of horse hooves behind him. When he turned around, he saw that it was King Ji's people.
"Third Prince, my prince said that I would like to thank the Third Prince for your help this time. If the Third Prince doesn't mind, please bring the injured into our Yecheng for treatment and rest." The man on horseback turned around and dismounted, facing Yanbi.
Cheng relayed it very respectfully.
When Yan Bicheng's entourage heard this, he was worried for his master. If he invited us, he would go. But he thought that his master might really want to go, but he would still refuse because he was embarrassed!
"You don't mind, I will make arrangements and I will come later." Yan Bicheng responded quickly, which made the entourage who was worried about him a little bit blank. At any rate, it is okay to hesitate for a moment just to show off...
