In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

In a village dozens of miles outside Xianyang City, the Mo family members who came to assassinate Ying Ziqing met with the peasant family members. The two sides hit it off immediately and decided to jointly plan the assassination of the Bad Commander Ying Ziqing!

Inside the hall, the leader of the Mohist school, Sword Master Xu, sat side by side with the four elders and experts who had come with them. Although there were not many people from the Mohist school on this trip, they were all experts above the Innate Realm.

The person from the opposite side, representing the Farmer's Clan, was Tian Meng, the head of the Farmer's Clan's Lieshan Hall. This time, over a thousand Farmer's Clan disciples had infiltrated the Qin State and gathered here through various methods.

Master Xu looked at Tian Meng, who sat opposite him with an imposing posture, and said in a serious tone:

"Master Tian, ​​can you confirm the accuracy of your information?"

Tian Meng scoffed, "This intelligence about the Bad Commander was obtained at the cost of dozens of my Farmer's Clan disciples. Do you think it's accurate?"

Master Xu nodded slightly. “Since the intelligence says that Ying Ziqing will meet with the Yin Yang School group twenty miles before Lantian, we need to plan carefully. After all, there are 100,000 Tiger Wolf Black Armor warriors in Lantian, and the Bad Commander is also a person with extremely strong martial arts. We must not be careless.”

A hint of disdain appeared on Tian Meng's rugged face.

"It's alright. With my Farmer's Earthly Twenty-Four Formations, even someone as strong as Lord Wu'an would perish here, let alone that greenhorn commander."

Clearly, Tian Meng was quite disdainful of the legendary Bad Commander. In his eyes, the Bad Commander was nothing but a boastful and self-aggrandizing person, and even if he had some strength, it was really limited.

Master Xu looked helpless at the arrogant Tian Meng. Seeing that he could not persuade Tian Meng, he could only instruct the Mo family to act carefully.

——Dividing——Line——

The Bad Marshal's Mansion, no, it's now the Divine Martial King's Mansion.

Ying Ziqing sat alone in the courtyard, playing chess on the chessboard, while the burly Sheng Qi stood quietly to the side, carrying a black sword on his back.

"Sheng Qi, do you know why I suddenly summoned you back to Xianyang?"

The fierce-looking Sheng Qi lowered his head and said in a low voice, "This subordinate does not know, please enlighten me, Commander."

"I have summoned you here to introduce you to your old friend from when you were still called Chen Sheng."

A look of horror flashed across Sheng Qi's lowered eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Although Chen Sheng died ten years ago, it is not surprising that the commander-in-chief, with his unfathomable abilities, knew his name.

"This time, Master Xu of the Mohist School and Tian Meng of the Farmer School came to Qin to assassinate me. I will give them this opportunity and, by the way, let you meet some old friends," Ying Ziqing said unhurriedly.

"Yes, Commander." Upon hearing the name Tian Meng, a flash of anger appeared in Chen Sheng's eyes, and some past memories flashed through his mind.

At this moment, on the chessboard, watching the white pieces that seemed to be in his pocket, unknowingly entering a dead end, Ying Ziqing remained indifferent.

"Since you're here, stay..."

Three days later,

Ying Ziqing rode a magnificent Akhal-Teke horse from the northern border out of a hidden gate in Xianyang City, followed by the ghost swordsman Sheng Qi, who carried a black sword, and the elegant Li Cunli, who wore a white robe.

The three riders sped along the official road in Xianyang, attracting the attention of many eyes that were secretly watching them.

Twenty li ahead of the Lantian camp is a hillside; beyond this lies the Guanzhong Plain, stretching for eight hundred li.

In the mountains and forests, Tian Meng held a heavy sword, gazing at the distant plains.

He said to Master Xu beside him:

"Master, you Mo family only need to deal with the people around the Bad Commander. The rest can be left to my Farmer's family's Twenty-Four Earth Formations."

“Alright.” Master Xu didn’t say anything more, but nodded in agreement. After all, compared to facing the Bad Commander directly, it was easier to deal with the people around him.

As for Tian Meng and the peasant family, he had said all he could, so let them be.

An hour later, a signal came from the distant sentry. Everyone around them perked up and looked at the three riders approaching from afar with fierce eyes.

Tian Meng whispered, "Pass on my order: Earth Marsh Twenty-Four Formations, activate!"

Suddenly, Ying Ziqing and his companions, who had just entered the forest, were surrounded by the peasant disciples who were lying in ambush. They blocked all their escape routes according to their respective positions.

Tian Meng looked smug. The Earthly Swamp Twenty-Four Formation, composed of over a thousand people, would be impossible for even the most skilled experts to escape.

Watching the large formation constantly shift and change according to the twenty-four solar terms.

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Ying Ziqing's eyes as he placed one hand on the long-unsheathed sword, Tanlang, at his waist.

Now, it's time to draw blood.

Ying Ziqing leaped from his horse, drawing his sword, the Greedy Wolf, with a flash of cold light. More than ten peasant disciples were decapitated, but the gap was quickly filled, and their space was further compressed.

At the same time, sharp sword blades attacked from all directions. Although they had no effect on Ying Ziqing, they still put great pressure on Sheng Qi and Li Cunli. After all, it was a great formation that had killed the God of Slaughter Bai Qi, so it was extraordinary.

However, for Ying Ziqing, she could overcome all obstacles with sheer force, and a single strike would suffice.

Ying Ziqing's eyes changed from scarlet to a brilliant crimson gold, with golden arcs of electricity crackling around her and on the blade.

Breaking the Twenty-Four Great Formations of the Thousand-Person Earth Marsh is actually quite simple; all you need to do is annihilate the thousand people who set up the formation in an instant.

"By imperial decree of all thunderbolts, may myriad lightning strikes eradicate all sins!"

In the sky, which had dimmed at some point, endless golden lightning roared down from above, as if the world was about to be swallowed up by a golden sea of ​​lightning.

The intense, blinding light forced Tian Meng and the Mo family members to cover their eyes. When the light faded, the entire valley was devoid of life, with only the scorched black earth bearing witness to the horror that had previously taken place there.

Li Cunli and Sheng Qi stood unharmed behind Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing's indifferent gaze swept over the Mo family and Tian Meng, causing a chill to run down their spines. Having long since lost the will to resist, they were only thinking about how to escape this place.

However, before they could leave, thousands of black-armored, sword-wielding rogues appeared behind them, their straight blades gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

Ying Ziqing walked over with his hands behind his back and said in a hoarse voice:

"You all want to kill me, don't you? I'm right here..."

The author's thoughts:

Today I rode a shared electric scooter to a coffee shop to write. Because I was wearing a tank top and shorts, I put my phone in the helmet holder. After I put it in, I put the helmet back in, and it locked up. I was so anxious that I rode the scooter to several locksmith shops. It took me a long time to finally solve the problem, so I'm updating late today. Please forgive me, handsome and charming gentlemen.