"Senior brother, I really belong to you. My five-step killer has changed dramatically in your hands."
Jing Ke looked at the swordsmanship that Han Shen was using and did not hesitate to praise him, "With the strength of my senior brother, I am now able to perform this five-step killing move. If I encounter Wei Zhuang again, the situation should be completely different."
"Ah, probably." Han Shen gasped and took back the sword in his hand.
The five-step kill is really a wonderful idea. In terms of swordsmanship talent alone, I am still not as good as you, junior brother.
He recalled his last fight with Wei Zhuang. Although it was an incomplete five-step kill, Wei Zhuang didn't have a hard time dealing with it at that time. Even if this technique has been basically perfected now, he still wants to defeat Wei Zhuang.
, I’m afraid it’s still delusional.
But beside Ying Zheng, there was Gai Nie.
"No, I have to be stronger." Han Shen's eyes narrowed, and the sword energy rolled onto the sword again, and in an instant, the whole hall was filled with sword light.
Jing Ke shrugged. He remembered that his senior brother was such a hard-working person. He didn't think much about it and just reminded: "Dinner will be served soon, why don't you take a break?"
"Jing Ke, senior brother~" Sure enough, after a while, when the meal was served, Li Ji shouted.
"Senior brother? Senior brother? If you don't go to dinner, Li Ji will be angry."
Jing Ke shouted several times, but received no response. He shook his head helplessly and went on his own.
After he left, Han Shen's sword power became stronger and stronger, and the long sword was constantly trembling, "Ah, one soldier will be angry, and the other two will lie dead, bleeding for five steps, and the world will be pure!"
When the sword thrust out, the long sword was blown into countless pieces by the violent sword energy from the hilt. He could clearly see that the air within five steps in front of him was cut and twisted.
"Uh~huh~" He gasped and staggered, raised the hilt of the sword in his hand and smiled, "This sword is just such a sword! It must be possible..."
Han Shen closed his eyes, holding the hilt of the sword and feeling the remaining sword intent around him, and kept replaying the state of the move in his mind.
Li Ji served Jing Ke and Han Shen with food, but when she saw that there was only one person following behind her, she said dissatisfiedly: "Don't you know how to call me senior brother?"
Jing Ke said that he was very innocent, "I screamed many times, but my senior brother ignored me."
Li Ji was holding the rice bowl, the bamboo chopsticks in her hands stopped unconsciously, her eyebrows furrowed, and she said worriedly: "It feels like my senior brother has been practicing sword very hard in the past few months, and the hard work is a bit unusual."
"Really? He's always been like this, even in Weiguo."
Jing Ke picked up the vegetables, swallowed them whole, and took the time to talk.
Li Ji looked at him like this and glared at him fiercely, "Yes, yes, you are the only one who is so heartless. You deserve to be master for not teaching you the Hundred-Step Flying Sword, huh."
Jing Ke took the heavy blow from her eyes and silently picked up his rice.
The two of them ate quietly for a while, and Li Ji couldn't help but grab one of Jing Ke's hands, her bright eyes filled with complex expressions, "Jing Ke, I don't know why, but I always feel like my heart is beating with fear. I know you and your senior brother are...
Perfecting a martial art may allow you to reach the realm of great success. However, is the stronger the martial arts really, the better? I see that you are getting stronger all the time, but you are becoming more and more insecure."
Jing Ke put down his bamboo chopsticks, wrapped his own hands around hers, and comforted her: "But if you don't get stronger, won't you become even more insecure? Don't worry, don't think too much."
"……Um."
"Ahem, what are you talking about?" Han Shen coughed, walked into the room and sat down.
Li Ji smiled at him and said, "It's okay. Senior brother, you've been practicing too hard these days. I'm a little worried about your health."
Han Shen stretched out his right hand to hold the bowl, but suddenly felt some pain, so he picked up the chopsticks with his right hand as if nothing had happened, and at the same time held the rice bowl in front of him with his left hand.
"You're just worried. Senior brother, you don't know how good my martial arts are. I've been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years, so there's nothing to worry about." He looked at the dishes here, his eyes suddenly twinkling.
Li Ji, this is probably the last time that senior brother will sit here.
While picking up the vegetables, Li Ji turned her head to look at him and asked doubtfully: "Senior brother?"
"Ha, I just had a breakthrough, and I'm still immersed in it. I'm sorry, senior brother deserves to be punished. I'll eat three more bowls today."
Jing Ke raised his eyebrows, tilted his head towards Li Ji and said with a sly expression: "Hey, senior brother said that the food you cook is unpalatable."
Li Ji gently pinched his ears and said, "Senior brother, I don't mean to beat you."
"Let go, it's all your fault that my ears are getting bigger and bigger!"
"Hahaha..." Han Shen laughed.
Jing Ke, if you dare to make Li Ji suffer even the slightest injustice, I will definitely teach you a lesson when you get down there.
The meal time passed quietly, and Han Shen returned to his bedroom, wrote a letter and hid it, then jumped out of the house resolutely.
…
"Yandan."
"Brother Han Shen."
In the secret room of Prince Yan's palace, Han Shen and Yan Dan sat face to face.
Yan Dan asked: "Are you sure?"
Han Shen replied: "Five steps to kill, I need to get five steps closer to Ying Zheng."
"On the outskirts of Handan, there is a destroyed tomb. It is the ancestral tomb of Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng's biological mother. If you hide in the tomb, Ying Zheng will walk five steps into you."
Han Shen thought for a moment and shook his head, "I can hide in the grave, but no one will erase the traces left behind, and the experts around Ying Zheng will see the flaws."
Yan Dan had already expected it, nodded and said: "Someone will help you remove these traces."
"who?"
"I, Zhao Ren, Zheng."
A figure appeared in the secret room. Han Shen sensed the master's aura and glanced at Yan Dan, "This is..."
Yan Dan introduced: "Zhao Zheng was one of the four great masters under Zhao Wangyan. The State of Zhao was destroyed, and even Zhao Wangqian and others were willing to be dogs for the State of Qin. But there are always people who are bloody."
Zhao Ying looked at Han Shen, and his cold words were like sword energy shooting out: "I can touch every plant and tree in Handan with my eyes closed. I hope your sword can really penetrate Ying Zheng's heart."
"Your country is the State of Zhao. My homeland is the State of Wei." Han Shen's eyebrows changed, and black air suddenly rose in the secret room, and countless cracks were cut out of the stone bricks. "This is my sword of revenge."
"What a sword of revenge." Zhao Zheng recognized his strength.
"Brother Han Shen..." Yan Dan's words came to his lips, but it seemed a little difficult to say them.
"I know. Such behavior cannot implicate the Mo family or the Yan State. Please disgrace me."
After saying that, Han Shen walked to the prepared couch, tied his hair completely back, and lay down on it.
"Let's do it."
Yan Dan clicked on Han Shen's acupuncture points, took out a small bottle of medicine, put on a pair of gloves with an invisible material, and applied the medicine on his face.
Green smoke rose in the secret room, Han Shen's face made a slight corroding sound, and the meridians in his neck were so painful that they stood out one by one.
After a whole stick of incense, Yan Dan's hoarse voice sounded, "Brother Han Shen..."
"That person no longer exists in this world." He sat up, with a rotten face.
Jing Ke and Li Ji would never recognize this senior brother again. Of course, they had no chance to do so either.