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

Duanmu Rong and Xue Nu stared at Ying Zifeng, who was calm as usual. They didn't understand where Ying Zifeng's confidence came from. The [-]-year-old Da Qin Ruishi was all in Jinghu, and they didn't see any plans from him in a day.

"You're not worried at all?"

Snow Maiden couldn't help but wonder.

"Worry?"

Ying Zifeng raised his eyes, and then his eyes lit up and said, "I really should be worried, but Miss Xue Nu reminded me that it would be bad if the Mo family leader and the Mo family leader took the lead."

A savage smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a strong murderous aura spread.

Xue Nu and Duanmu Rong were stunned. What this guy was worried about was that their people would escape!

madman! !

After Ying Zifeng finished speaking, he walked towards the house.

"It's getting late, everyone rest."

Snow Maiden: .....

Duanmurong:  …

Li You: .....

Grand Commander:  …

Everyone is speechless, where can they sleep.

..........

At this moment, outside the mirror lake.

In the dark woods, shadows flashed, occasionally reflecting the cold light.

"Commander Gao, there is not a single Daqin soldier outside the Jinghu Lake, are you leaving?"

A Mohist disciple said suspiciously.

Gao Jianli held the Shuihan sword in his hand, and doubts flashed in his cold eyes.

Obviously, he is also strange.

According to reason, what should be waiting for them should be a net, but when they came to the mirror lake, there were no guards or traps.

The robber plant on the tree was equally puzzled.

"Commander, we are probably being played by this Ying Zifeng."

"How could this bastard tell us the news and be so slack."

"Yes.... He must be a tug-of-war, and he may have already headed north."

.........

The Mo family disciples scolded Ying Zifeng angrily.

"Don't let your guard down, Robber Zhi, you are outstanding, you go to Jinghu first to see what's going on."

Gao Jianli had some suspicions that he had been tricked. Not only he but also the three hundred Mohist 890 disciples thought they had been tricked.

Robber nodded.

Just getting ready to do light work!

call……!

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blows!

A terrifying murderous aura erupted, Gao Jianli, and the hairs on the night plantars stood up!

Pupils shrink!

Murderous!

In an instant!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"what!"

"There's a ghost!"

.....

The sound of weapons and screams broke out in the woods. At this moment, nearly one-third of the more than [-] Mo family disciples were killed in an instant. The corpses were all over the place, the blood was filled with blood, and the blood was flowing!

Gao Jianli clutched his blood-red right arm and looked at the dead Mohist disciple in horror.

"What's the matter!"

With a cold drink, he had no idea what was going on, and just felt a terrifying murderous aura hit him.

Look at the wound on the arm.

It's a sword!