Saint Qin Batu

Everyone couldn't help but have such doubts in their hearts, but after the doubts passed, they were overjoyed.It's just that after the great joy, the crowd rang again. Above them, there was another person who could easily kill them.

However, when they raised their heads, the first person they saw was not the stern Ying Zheng standing on the dragon's head in the sky.Rather, an old man with bones and fairy wind.

Everyone immediately understood that it must be the old man in front of them who saved them.

However, before they felt grateful, a sense of helplessness and bitterness first occupied their hearts.

"In this world, there is more than one such powerful person."

Yingzheng's strength is like a big tree, but they are just mayflies.This was quite a blow to these self-proclaimed masters.

And now, there is one more person.This made them start to wonder whether they were like those ordinary people.In the eyes of experts like Ying Zheng, they are just mere ants.

However, helplessness is helplessness.Facing the benefactor who saved their lives, everyone stood up politely.

"Thank you, senior, for saving my life!" Enduring the severe pain in his internal organs, Yan Dan still bent over ninety degrees to show his respect and gratitude.

And the other farmers behind him, the people of the Mohist family, also supported each other and made a great gift.

The old man didn't look back, he still held Wei Zhuang's arm silently, but nodded slightly to show his friendly attitude.

The old man's attitude may have slightly underestimated the leaders of these Nongmo families.However, it made them unable to give birth to a trace of anger.

This is how the world is, the strong are respected.In front of the old man and Ying Zheng, these well-known people have become weak.

"Mr. is covering up the rebellion of the empire, do you really want to be an enemy of the empire?" Ying Zheng frowned seeing the rebels who should have died stood up again.

"I can't help it. The villain has caused a big disaster. As a master, it is impossible to ignore it." The old man gently supported his beard and said with a smile like a grandfather next door.

"Ghost Guzi!"

Everyone's hearts trembled at the same time, and Tian Guang couldn't help but murmured softly: "If you go out, the princes will be afraid, and if you stay safe, the world will rest. Are all the Guiguzi in the past dynasties so strong?"

Tian Guang's words are also the words in the hearts of other people.If Guiguzi of all generations had the strength of the old man before, then the Nongmo family would simply become a joke.

"You give me a very familiar feeling..." Ying Zheng stood on the dragon head, without any intention of falling down, but continued: "Presumably, 20 years ago, in Zoucheng, the name I met Cultivator Nascent Soul, you must be sir."

"Your Majesty is really different from ordinary people." Guiguzi smiled and nodded in response.

"Why, is it possible that Guiguzi wants to come out of the mountain? I am not a prince!" Ying Zheng asked suddenly, with a murderous look.

"No, no, no." Guiguzi shook his head, and said calmly, "Old man, I am saving His Majesty's life."

"Oh! When will my life be related to these rebellions!" Ying Zheng said with a sneer.

The smile on Guiguzi's face became stronger and stronger, and under the white eyebrows, a pair of eyes almost disappeared from the smile.

"They are all heroes in the world. Your Majesty, are you really going to kill them?"

Guiguzi put a lot of emphasis on the word "world", but it made Yingzheng's eyes change slightly.

The air became quiet again.But this time, even the original gale disappeared.

"I, I can give you some face..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Guiguzi smiled, and didn't care about Ying Zheng's small thoughts.Turning around, he picked up Wei Zhuang who was still unconscious on the ground, and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Ying Zheng suddenly shouted again.

"What orders does Your Majesty have?" Guiguzi's voice was not as easy-going as it was at the beginning, and he gradually became a little stunned.

"Are all Guiguzi in the past generations like Mr.?"

"What does His Majesty mean?"

"As far as I know, Zhang Yi, Prime Minister of Qin, beat Su Qin. But in the end, he didn't inherit the position of Guigu..." Although Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, it was enough to spread to everyone present.

"Zhen, should I call you Mr. Wang Xu?"

"Your Majesty, it's good to be happy." As soon as Wang Xu finished speaking, he disappeared.

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391章 战火再燃

On the top of Mount Tai, there was still a strong smell of blood in the air.

On the bluestone road in front of the altar, blackened blood can be seen everywhere.And the remaining thousands of imperial warriors are cleaning the battlefield.

In this battle, the empire lost a lot.However, anti-Qin forces such as the peasant family and the Mohist family also suffered a huge blow.

Among them, the most elite disciples were almost lost.It is conceivable that after this battle, there will be no ten years, and the strength of the Nongmo family may not be able to recover to its peak.

If it is counted on the side of the empire in this way, it can still be regarded as a profit.

At the foot of Mount Tai, more than a dozen people in ragged clothes walked in the dense forest in extreme embarrassment.

Although Ying Zheng did not kill them in the end, their mood at the moment was more sad than death.If they were allowed to choose, they might be more willing to die under that sword.

Taishan's assassination plan can be described as perfect.

That mysterious Mr. Ghost had not only planned ahead of time for the Yingzheng Meeting Taishan Fengchan.Even more cleverly laid out the wonderful formation of Qimen Dunjia.

This enabled more than a thousand anti-Qin elites to hide on Mount Tai without being discovered.

Afterwards, Crane Rain Qianye almost eliminated Qin's most elite Tie Ying warrior in one fell swoop.

However, no one thought that in the end, it was because of Ying Zheng's strength that he miscalculated.Not only did he fall short, but he almost lost his life.

"Whizzing!"

Two figures fell from a tall tree, and they were obviously two disciples of the Mohist school.

According to the original plan, after they killed Ying Zheng, the large army would take advantage of the chaos and sneak into Mount Tai again.And the materials stored in Mount Tai are more than enough for them to spend for more than a year.

As for the two leaders, they will rely on their own martial arts and go down the mountain ahead of schedule.Spread the news of Ying Zheng's death and organize the next rebellion.

And the two Mohist disciples in front of them were arranged here in advance to meet them.

"Giant!"

Seeing Yan Dan and the others seriously injured, the two Mohist disciples couldn't help panicking.

Yan Dan waved his hand, glanced at the other Mohist leaders who were also extremely exhausted, and said to the two Mohist disciples: "Take us quickly and get out of here first!"

However, at this moment, Kui Tianguang, a peasant hero, had no intention of leaving with Yan Dan.

"Isn't Xia Kui going with us?" A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Dan's eyes, and then he hid it well, asking solemnly.

Tian Guang's face was extremely ugly, it was unknown whether it was due to the previous defeat or some other reason.