I, the Mad Prince of Daqin, Start the Inheritance Sword Saint

"Watch carefully, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Han glanced coldly.

The latter did not dare to say any more.

in the courtyard.

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +0.4. 】

"Shu~"

"Shu~"

[Ding, Sword Saint inheritance degree +0.4. 】

Ying Zifeng smiled while listening to the system's notification sound, and put down the Qingfeng Sword in his hand slightly.

Up to now, he has inherited [-]% of the strength of Sword Saint Dugu, and the martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow can seal his throat with a sword.

The essence of the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, Sword One to Sword Eighteen, is that it is extremely fast and extremely sharp.

Therefore, Ying Zifeng has absolute certainty that no matter what his opponents are weaker than him, he only needs one sword to kill!

Thinking of this, Ying Zifeng wanted to continue practicing swordsmanship.

At this moment, a melodious but slightly mischievous girl's voice crossed the front yard.

"Third brother, third brother, Yin Man is here to see you."

Ying Zifeng gave a helpless smile upon hearing this voice.

Who else could this familiar voice have except his sister, the most beloved daughter of Zulong's father.

Ying Zifeng put down the hand that had just raised the Qingfeng sword and looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a graceful and lively girl walk out from the door of the front yard of the courtyard. The girl has a noble temperament, luxurious clothes, and a beautiful appearance. She is the ten princesses of Daqin, Ying Yinman.

When Ying Yinman saw Ying Zifeng, her pretty face suddenly showed a moving smile, and trotted to Ying Zifeng.

A fragrance goes.

"How did you come?"

Ying Zifeng looked at Ying Yinman in surprise.

"Of course I'm here to see if your third brother is healed."

Ying Yinman pursed her red lips.

Ying Zifeng smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, your third brother's injury has long since healed."

"I can see it."

Ying Yinman was a little unhappy.

kindness?

What am I doing?

Ying Zifeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yin Man, what's wrong with you?"

"Hmph, it's not the group of people who talk behind their backs. They say that the third brother is a lunatic."

Ying Yinman said angrily.

"Hehehe, don't you think the third brother is crazy, Yinman?"

Ying Zifeng asked with a smile.

"No, Yinman thinks there must be a reason for the third brother to do this."

Ying Yinman shook his head.

Ying Zifeng's heart warmed and looked at Ying Yinmane softly and said, "Okay, don't be angry, third brother heard that angry people get old faster."

"what!"

Ying Yinman was taken aback by Ying Zifeng's words.

"The princess is not angry anymore."

"Hahaha, that's right."

Ying Zifeng laughed.

Ying Yinman, who no longer thought about some troublesome things, suddenly noticed the sword in Ying Zifeng's right hand and the clutter in the courtyard.

Blinking her eyes, Ying Yinman asked Ying Zifeng curiously.

"Third brother, what were you doing just now?"

Ying Zifeng raised the Qingfeng sword and waved: "The third brother was practicing swordsmanship just now."

Practicing swordsmanship?

The palace maid and Zhang Han twitched when they heard this.

Your Royal Highness, are you practicing swordsmanship? You are dancing and stabbing wildly.

"Third brother, why are you good at swordsmanship?"

In Ying Yinman's impression, Ying Zifeng was neither proficient in writing nor martial arts, so how could he know swordsmanship.

"last night."

Saying that, Ying Zifeng retracted the Qingfeng Sword into the scabbard.

"last night?"

Ying Yinman looked at the third brother suspiciously.

Zhang Han in the attic narrowed his eyes.

Ying Zifeng nodded, glanced at the attic and said, "Last night, the third brother dreamed of the old fairy again, and he passed me a set of swordsmanship."

"I don't believe it."

Ying Yinman pouted.

"Uh, it's true."

Ying Zifeng was quite helpless.

The system is an old immortal, uh, it's okay, it's not a lie.

"Really?"

Ying Yinman blinked his eyes suspiciously.

"real."

Ying Zifeng nodded solemnly.

"The third brother, you have to let me see your swordsmanship before I believe it."

Ying Yinman put his hands on Liu waist.

"This can't be done. Your third brother's swordsmanship will definitely see blood."

Ying Zifeng shook his head.

"I knew you were lying."

Seeing this Ying Yinman pouted, she didn't believe Ying Zifeng's nonsense.

Ying Zifeng shrugged his shoulders speechlessly.

At this time, Ying Yinman suddenly wanted to visit the city.

So pull Ying Zifeng.

"Third brother, Yinman wants to go to the city to see, you can go with me."

Ying Zifeng thought for a moment and nodded.

After changing clothes, the two walked out of the mansion.

in the attic.

The shadow guard glanced at the leader, General Zhang Han, and asked softly, "General, should we continue to follow?"

In the eyes of this shadow guard, Ying Zifeng is a complete lunatic, and the implication is that there is no need to monitor him anymore.

Zhang Hand's silent figure flashed out of the attic and followed the two.

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Chapter [-] The sword of His Royal Highness, soon!

Beiling Street is one of the most lively streets in Xianyang City.

This time is the hour.

The street was full of people, and the smell of food overflowed.

Ying Zifeng and Ying Yinman were walking on the street side by side, and their appearance attracted the attention of the people.

Aware of the strange gaze, Ying Yinman asked Ying Zifeng curiously.

"Third brother, why do they keep looking at us?"

One is a handsome son, and the other is a lively beauty, which is eye-catching everywhere.

Ying Zifeng said with a slight smile, "Maybe it's because they saw that Yin Man was too beautiful, so they couldn't help but want to take a few more glances."

Ying Yinman was overjoyed when she heard Ying Zifeng praised her beauty.

"really?"