Chapter 19: The Appearance of Jingwei

"The sun is covered, the yin is strong and the day is dark, Luowang Tianzi's first-class killer covers the sun."

Mingzhu opened her red lips and spoke softly.

"I never thought that such a small Shuhe County could have hidden talents. Who are you?"

Yanri stared at Yan Lingji and Mingzhu with sharp and intimidating eyes.

He felt a faint sense of danger coming from the two of them.

He didn't expect to be discovered as soon as he arrived.

What he didn't expect was that the stunning beauty Zhao Wu embraced on both sides was actually a peerless master.

Who is behind Zhao Wu?

How could he make these two extremely beautiful and stunning beauties with extraordinary martial arts skills willing to serve him?

"Who are we? Hehe..."

Mingzhu laughed uncontrollably, her voluptuous body had a moving curve and her body was shaking.

Hiding the sun and frowning.

Is his question funny?

Should he know them? There are not many female masters in the world. The ones he knows are the former Luowang Jingwei, the guardian elders of the Yin-Yang School, and the Taoist Tianzong's headmaster Xiaomeng.

But the two people in front of him were not people he knew or understood.

"Aren't you looking for the master? Now that the master is in front of you, you don't even recognize my master's true face."

Yan Lingji sneered, her charming voice full of sarcasm.

"We are looking for Zhao Wu..."

Yanri was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted, "Zhao Wu... Martial God..."

"You are actually the God of War?"

Yanri's voice trembled, and his originally calm heart was now filled with turbulent waves.

He never imagined that the God of War, whom Luo Wang and the Shadow Secret Guards had searched Shuhe County thoroughly for but could not find, was actually lying here, drinking wine and living a happy life.

Thinking of this, Yanri turned and left.

This news is so important.

He must report to Zhao Gao immediately.

As for killing Zhao Wu?

What a joke, even though I don’t know the Martial God’s ability, he is definitely not weak.

What's more, there are two masters, Mingzhu and Yan Lingji, whose depth is unknown.

He dared not act rashly.

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Yanri turned around and just as he raised his right foot, before it touched the ground, his whole body froze there, not daring to move, with horror in his eyes.

He lowered his head and saw a tear in the armor on his chest, with blood flowing out.

"Who are you?"

Yanri looked at the empty space in front of him with horror.

Although it is invisible to the naked eye.

But he knew there was someone here.

The other party held a sword against his chest.

A person who can’t see is chilling to think about.

"Yanri, I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you forgot about it so quickly!"

A cold voice sounded, and a graceful figure appeared out of thin air.

She was wearing a slim metal combat suit with purple and white stripes, fish-scale armor on her legs and right arm, a slender waist, fishnet stockings, black high heels, and a beautiful pink long sword in her hand. The tip of the sword was against Yanri's chest, sinking an inch into her.

"Jingwei!"

Yanri exclaimed, he didn't expect that the invisible person was actually his former subordinate Jingwei.

This method is too horrible.

It's right in front of me, but I can't see it.

Even the weapons were not visible.

The previous Jingwei definitely did not have this ability.

If I had this ability, I wouldn't have been almost killed by him.

He thought again of the terrifying man holding the bow and arrow.

Could it be that the person behind Zhao Wu is the same person behind the terrifying man holding the bow and arrow?

As for Zhao Wu, he is that person.

He didn't even dare to think about it; it was impossible.

How old was Zhao Wu at the time? He was still a baby.

Even the real God of War may not be Zhao Wu, but the man hiding behind the scenes.

“Kneel down!”

With a strike of the Jingwei sword, Yanri fell to his knees.

He wanted to stand up, but the Jingwei Sword was like a mountain pressing on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to move.

"Heavenly Realm!"

Yanri widened his eyes. At this moment he felt Jingwei's cultivation level and his eyes were full of despair.

As far as he knew, in this world, only old monsters like Donghuang Taiyi, Guiguzi, Beimingzi and others had reached the realm of heaven and man.

And there was the man holding the bow and arrow.

Unexpectedly, after Jingwei followed the other party, he also made a breakthrough.

And he has been standing still all these years.

He is still just a grandmaster swordsman.

"Tell me, why did you kill me?"

Zhao Wu held Yan Lingji's slender waist with one hand and Mingzhu's plump body with the other, looking at Yanri with a faint gaze.

"Kill me if you want. Don't even think about getting any information from me!"

Yanri was very brave and ready to die.

"It's not good to have such a cold voice. It seems to lack warmth. What a poor child. It makes me feel sorry for him!"

Yan Lingji said in a leisurely voice and smiled charmingly, "Come on, feel my fiery passion!"

raging!

A raging flame suddenly ignited on Yanri's body.

"ah……"

A shrill voice sounded, the kind of pain that burned the soul, even a killer like Yanri who had killed countless people and had a heart of stone could not bear it.

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"Sister Lingji, please don't get burned. I still want to try the poison!"

Mingzhu opened her red lips slightly, flicked her jade finger, and a poisonous insect flew into Yanri's mouth, instantly drilled into his body, and ate his internal organs.

"Tell me, why did you kill me?"

Zhao Wu didn't want to waste time. His eyes were twinkling with stars and the terrifying soul power enveloped the sun.

With his cultivation level of Taixu Zhenxian, Yanri had no power to resist at all.

"It's Xia Yufang! Your mother Xia Yufang is the lover of His Majesty the First Emperor. Zhang Han has also discovered Xia Yufang's identity. His Majesty will confirm it soon."

"And you are the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, and you will threaten the position of Prince Hu Hai, so Zhao Gao ordered me to kill you!"

"Nimma! This is so ridiculous!"

Zhao Wu was speechless.

Does every time traveler have a hidden identity as a prince's grandson? For example, they start by pulling Zulong Dad into rebellion?

"So the master is actually the grandson of an emperor. No wonder he is so handsome and extraordinary."

Yan Lingji smiled charmingly, her voice was sweet and gentle, like big and small pearls falling on a jade plate, charming and touching.

"Sister Lingji, what you said is not right. The master is a natural born warrior, unrivaled in the world. What does it have to do with the prince and the grandson of the emperor? It's because the master himself is too outstanding!"

Mingzhu rose lips slightly opened and smiled faintly.

"Sister Mingzhu is right, Master, I was wrong, please punish me!"

Yan Lingji's eyes were as beautiful as water and her voice was seductive. Did she admit her mistake?

This is fatal!

A woman's waist is like a knife scraping bones.

Zhao Wu hugged Mingzhu and Yan Lingji's slender waists and held them in his arms. The fragrance of the beauties filled his heart as he breathed in. He scolded, "Wait and see how I deal with you later!"

Zhao Wu didn't care about his identity as the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty.

It’s just a bit weird that there’s an old man Zulong appearing out of nowhere.

But that's all.

He didn't care.

He looked at Yanri and withdrew his soul power.

Yanri suddenly woke up.

Thinking of the words I said involuntarily before, I felt a chill in my heart.

This Zhao Wu is too scary and too weird.

One look controlled him.

Is Zhao Wu really a martial god? But he is only 22 years old.

The timing wasn't right either.

He should be a disciple of the God of War or something like that.

While Yanri was thinking, Zhao Wu spoke:

"I'll give you a chance. Use all your strength to strike me. If you can hurt me, I'll let you go!"

"good!"

Yanri's voice was hoarse and he didn't ask Zhao Wu to guarantee anything.

He is a killer.

He knew that any guarantees were bullshit.

What's more.

He knew very well that Zhao Wu would never let him go.

Saying that you're letting him go is just teasing him.

If he believed it, all his years of career as a killer would have been in vain.

However, if he had a chance to draw his sword, he would naturally seize it.

No matter how talented Zhao Wu was, he was only twenty-two years old after all.

He might have a chance.

As long as Zhao Wu is captured, he may be able to escape.

He was ready to die anyway.

Not afraid of death.

What is there to be afraid of!

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(End of this chapter)