[Oh my god, what's wrong with this Qin Shi Huang's tomb? Why are there traps everywhere! ]

[Where did you come from, you bastard? How dare you sneak attack the master? Surrender immediately and I will spare your life! ]

[No mercy, he has already started, Master, please don't show mercy, please smash his head quickly and let him know that sneak attacks will come at a price.]

The sword light came so fast and fiercely that netizens could feel it through the screen. It was a fatal blow.

So, they all started to make a fuss, all wanting to attack, and their typing speed was even faster than the sword's light.

As the saying goes, a bystander sees more clearly than a participant. Only by experiencing it personally can one truly understand the power of the sword light. No one in the program crew was talking nonsense at this moment.

The reason is simple: he was so scared that he was stunned. The only commendable thing was that he did not fall down.

From the director to the guests, everyone present looked as pale as if they had been dead for seven days...

In other words, they would rather die standing than live lying down. After all, they have followed the master for so many episodes, so what kind of storms have they not seen?

He fell down just because of a sword flash. Who are you looking down on?

This is not just the thoughts of one person, but the thoughts of everyone present. If it could be leaked out at this moment, it might be a bit shocking.

Unfortunately, no one can hear their voices, and as their spiritual pillar, Yaoyao certainly won't allow the sword light to be so arrogant.

She slowly stretched out her hand, and without saying anything, she clenched it tightly towards the void. The next moment, the sword light quickly disintegrated and dissipated as if it hit a rock.

Gentle breezes blew across her chubby little face, making it look extraordinarily beautiful. Even so, she didn't lose a single hair.

"Oh my god, this guy is too strong!"

"I said that with the master here, no villain dares to bother me. Brother Chen, please help me up. My legs are a little weak and I can't stand up anymore."

“Fuck it, don’t touch me, I can’t even stand on my own, ahhhhhh!”

Then, a series of "bang bang" sounds of people falling to the ground were heard.

The guests, who were already at the end of their strength, fell to the ground like bowling balls.

Yaoyao didn't care about the noise. Her eyes passed through the gate and she saw all kinds of precious treasures in the treasury displayed on the shelves.

You have to know that as the person who unified the six kingdoms, the First Emperor had innumerable wealth, and he was even preparing for his mausoleum with great fanfare.

Therefore, the treasures that can appear here can be said to be countless, and in the center of the treasury is a towering throne.

There was no human figure in the sky above the throne, only two swords were held in the mouths of the dragon heads on the armrests on both sides.

Even though it had been forged for many years, the sword had already taken on some of the smell of pale green copper, but it still had a compelling edge.

At this moment, everyone present who had some cultivation could see the two spirits floating on the sword.

They were a boy and a girl, like fat and thin fairy children, with pigtails in their hair, wearing red bellybands, and a pair of chubby little faces, as red as peaches.

"Fuck, where did this kid come from? Were you two the ones who just showed no respect for martial arts?"

A guest who fell to the ground started to grumble in fear. He pointed at the two children in front of him and couldn't help but burst into cursing.

Although they are both kids, the master is much more likable than these two little brats. Each of them acts as arrogant as a fool!

"How dare you say that I don't follow martial ethics? Humph! This is our master's mausoleum, and you came in without saying hello."

"This is called breaking and entering. Not to mention that you were not hurt, even if I killed you, you deserved it!"

Among them, the boy who looked like Bing Dwen Dwen raised his broom eyebrows slightly and spoke in a fierce voice.

She has a cute, doll-like body, but the words she speaks are incredibly sharp and piercing!

"That's right...that's right. The master doesn't like crowds by nature. You are breaking his rules."

"And you brought this bad guy with you, we will definitely kill you!"

The little girl standing next to him, whose hair was as thin as chopsticks, had a cold voice and a pair of green eyes that were particularly enchanting and inexplicably captivating.

"Do you know what this is?"

As Yaoyao looked at the two arrogant sword spirits, her brows furrowed. She turned her head to look at Erhei, who had shrunk dozens of times and was now the size of a kitten.

As an old visitor to the mausoleum, although it has been sealed, after it woke up, it was able to explore and understand the tomb.

Otherwise, it would not be possible for it to find the location of the treasure house so easily. Therefore, it is undoubtedly the best idea to ask it directly about the origins of these two little kids.

"What else could it be? Just two sword spirits. The fat guy on the left is called Tianwen, and the skinny girl on the right is called Yuanhong."

"Although you are from later generations, you should have heard that these are the personal swords of some stubborn person of the First Emperor."

When Erhei saw someone speaking, he naturally told him everything he knew and explained the origins of the two sword spirits.

Among them, when talking about Yuan Hong, its face showed a moment of weirdness and disdain.

"This little girl was originally Jing Ke's sword. Because the assassination attempt failed, its original owner was killed, and it was also recycled by the First Emperor."

"Tsk, I didn't expect the sword spirit I created would betray the enemy so easily. How spineless! Humph!"

The second black obviously knows that if he wants to have power in his words, he has to expose the other person's shortcomings. Therefore, he directly points out the other person's origins.

Although he openly said "you have no spine", his words were actually mocking him as a traitor. The spiritual power of Yuanhong Sword was so strong that both of his braids stood up.

"You evil villain, how dare you scold me? If you hadn't bewitched Ah Zheng, how could he suddenly become stupid? And even started building a palace!"

"You despicable demon, today I and Tianwen will definitely kill you with the sword!"

Her voice sounded angry and anxious, and in the eyes of the guests, she seemed a little desperate.

It is obvious that they were about to take action anyway, and it didn't make much difference whether they were stimulated by this hexagram or not.

"Do it!" The chubby Tianwen sword spirit clapped his hands, and terrifying sword qi appeared out of thin air.

The Tianwen Sword is a heavy sword, with a thick and sharp sword light, and it has the momentum to sweep across the world. However, the Yuanhong Sword is different, it is an assassin's sword.

Even after being reforged, the sword spirit is still essentially an assassin's sword, and her sword light is strange and unpredictable, like a poisonous snake swimming in the dark night!

"Humph, you don't know how to live or die. Your master is no match for me, so who are you?"

Erhei became furious after being scolded like that. He was a demon by nature and acted in an extremely domineering manner. He had just been beaten too thoroughly.

Just because it was timid just now doesn't mean it will be the same to outsiders. Not only did these two little sword spirits launch a sneak attack, but they also had foul mouths. How could it tolerate this?

So, before Yaoyao could even open his mouth, it shouted "Don't hurt my master" and killed him ruthlessly.

And its confidence was not groundless. As it said, it had killed their master, let alone these two little sword spirits.

After a while, the result was 30:70, which means seven times in three minutes!!!