Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

In the original novel, Wei Zhuang assassinated two successive leaders of the Mohist school.

No, if we include dawn as well.

It can be said that all three leaders of the Mohist school had entanglements with Wei Zhuang.

It can be said that he was the nemesis of the leader of the Mohist school.

In the process of his repeated success against the leader of the Mohist school.

The Guigu Horizontal Sword Technique played a crucial role.

If the Yin-Yang Curse Seal is the nemesis of the Mohist internal energy, then the unpredictable and ever-changing Horizontal Sword Technique is the nemesis of the Mohist swordsmanship.

The person wearing the cloak instinctively swung the impressive sword in his hand, trying to neutralize the killing intent contained in Xu Qing's sword as before. However, as soon as his fingertips touched the blade wind of Mo Wen's sword, he felt four completely different sword energies rushing towards him, as if each sword shadow was a real killing move.

His heart sank, and his fear of Xu Qing deepened. If Qin Wuyang hadn't been such a useless piece of trash, he wouldn't have taken action himself.

A hint of coldness flashed in the cloaked man's eyes as he thought of Qin Wuyang.

Qin Wuyang became famous at a young age, and he valued Qin Wuyang highly.

He had recruited Qin Wuyang into his fold early on, making him a retainer. He not only bestowed upon him rare body-tempering pills but also arranged for a renowned master to instruct him in swordsmanship. Qin Wuyang indeed lived up to expectations, winning several duels with overwhelming superiority. He had originally thought that by having Qin Wuyang take the lead this time, he could easily defeat Xu Qing, while he himself would observe from the shadows and intervene to save Xu Qing when he was on the verge of death. This way, he could both recruit talent and conceal his identity.

But who would have thought that Qin Wuyang would be such a waste? Faced with Xu Qing's imposing aura, he surrendered without even drawing his sword and even revealed Xu Qing's identity.

“Although Xu Qing is strong, he has been fighting hard for days and is already at his limit.” The cloaked man gritted his teeth in secret, and his internal energy surged into the sword like a tide.

Despite being the Crown Prince of Yan, he never neglected his martial arts training because of his status. In order to control the fate of Yan, he would get up at dawn every day and practice swordsmanship in the courtyard. He did this for ten years without fail, and his strength had long surpassed that of ordinary martial artists.

After encountering the Six-Fingered Black Knight, he further mastered the Mo Family Sword Technique, increasing his strength even further.

Looking at the world, he also considers himself a master.

He refused to believe that he, in his prime, could be no match for a tired Xu Qing.

But this confidence shattered completely the moment Xu Qingjian's sword move suddenly changed.

"Sizzle—"

Mo Wenjian's blade wind suddenly accelerated, the sound of it cutting through the air sharp and piercing. The four sword shadows suddenly merged into one, their power gathered together, their momentum becoming stronger and stronger. However, when they touched the cloaked man's sword circle, they split into three afterimages again. The afterimages were indistinguishable from the real body, and they attacked the cloaked man at the same time.

The cloaked figure hastily blocked two sword strikes, his arm going numb from the shockwaves and his hand throbbing with pain, but he couldn't defend against the third sword shadow.

The blade grazed his side, tearing the black cloak apart, sending fragments flying through the air. It also slashed a deep, bone-revealing wound at his waist, causing blood to gush out instantly. The blood splattered onto the withered leaves, spreading a glaring red that looked particularly menacing against the backdrop of the yellow leaves.

The wide cloak slipped off his shoulders and fell to the ground, raising a little dust.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, falling precisely on the man's face. It was a dignified face, with an air of royal nobility in his eyes and brows, but at this moment his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were icy cold, and there was blood on the corner of his lips. It was none other than Yan Dan, the Crown Prince of Yan!

Not far away, Qin Wuyang was still slumped on the ground, his legs weak and unable to stand. His courage, shattered by Xu Qing's imposing aura, hadn't yet recovered, and his body was still trembling slightly. Seeing the mysterious man defeated, he was overjoyed and wanted to sneak away, escaping this dangerous place unnoticed. But when he saw that face clearly, he froze as if struck by lightning, his pupils shrinking, his voice trembling: "Your Highness... Your Highness?"

He never expected that the person who had been hiding in the shadows and had asked him to deal with Xu Qing was actually the Crown Prince of Yan. This discovery terrified him, and his breathing became rapid.

The giant iron hammer standing to the side was even more dumbfounded.

He had been to the Crown Prince's residence, met the other party, and of course recognized him.

Crown Prince Dan of Yan!

Big Hammer never expected that beneath Yan Dan's gentle and refined exterior, there was such a hidden side.

The opponent actually possesses such strength.

“That’s more like it.” Xu Qing sheathed his sword and stood there. Blood dripped from Mo Wen’s sword, splashing tiny droplets on the ground. “Hiding your head and showing your tail, what kind of hero are you?”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Yan Dan's pale face and the expression slightly contorted with pain, his tone becoming even more sarcastic: "Oh, I almost forgot, you're no hero at all, you just hide in the shadows and play petty tricks."

Yan Dan clutched the wound on his waist, blood seeping continuously from between his fingers, staining his palms red.

His face was so dark it looked like it could drip water, and his eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness.

He thought he could block the sword. With the exquisite Mo family sword technique, even if he couldn't counterattack, he could easily defend. However, he didn't expect Xu Qing's sword move to change midway. The subsequent changes were so fast that he didn't have time to react. He could only watch helplessly as the blade sliced ​​through his waist.

With his identity exposed, he had no way out. He could only grit his teeth and force himself to stand up. With each movement, the wound on his waist caused intense pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He raised his longsword again, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and looked at Xu Qing with unwavering eyes: "Xu Qing, you shouldn't have violated the laws of Yan and killed my royal uncle! You must pay the price today!"

"I killed him, so what?" Xu Qing raised an eyebrow, a disdainful smile curving his lips, his tone full of contempt. "Your uncle, Lord Yanchun, has committed numerous evils and harmed the people. I killed him to rid the people of a scourge. What's wrong with that? But you, to protect a villain, didn't hesitate to take action yourself. Is this the style of the Crown Prince of Yan?"

That day at the Crown Prince's residence, he had intended to discuss cooperation with Yan Dan, but the other party's words were full of scheming, which made him give up on dealing with Yan Dan in the end. Since their paths were different, there was no need for them to make plans together.

Yan Dan said no more. He knew that it would be useless to say anything more at this moment. Only strength could determine everything.

The sword in his hand whistled as it slashed towards Xu Qing, the wind howling with an unstoppable momentum, as if it would cleave Xu Qing in two.

He knew that today he either had to kill Xu Qing to avenge his uncle and uphold the laws of Yan, or he would be killed by Xu Qing, and from then on, the situation in Yan would become even more turbulent. There was no third possibility.

But just as he was about to unleash his sword strike, he suddenly sensed something was wrong. The air around him seemed to be thickened by an invisible force, as if he were stuck in a quagmire. His arm was unable to move, and every inch of movement was extremely difficult. Even the internal energy within his body became sluggish, flowing intermittently through his meridians, as if it were being obstructed by something.

"This is..." Yan Dan's pupils shrank suddenly, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart. He frantically circulated his internal energy to try to break free. His internal energy surged rapidly in his meridians, hitting the meridian walls and bringing waves of stinging pain.

Only when his internal energy caused a sharp pain in his meridians did he manage to move half an inch. But even with that half-inch delay, Xu Qing's Mo Wen Sword struck like lightning, the cold light on the blade magnifying before his eyes.

"Swoosh!" The sound of the sword blade slicing through flesh again rang out in the forest. The sound was clear and piercing. Yan Dan felt a chill in his chest, followed by intense pain that overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, making his vision go black.

He staggered back two steps, his steps unsteady, and finally couldn't hold on any longer, falling heavily to the ground with a dull thud. The longsword slipped from his hand, slid a long distance across the ground, and crashed into a tree trunk with a thud before bouncing to the ground, where it lay quietly.

"It seems you lack the ability to uphold the laws of Yan!" Xu Qing said calmly, looking at Yan Dan lying on the ground, without a trace of sympathy in his voice.

His gaze shifted and landed on the coward Qin Wuyang, his eyes sharp as knives, as if he were pondering whether to kill Qin Wuyang to prevent future troubles.

Qin Wuyang trembled with fear when Xu Qing swept his gaze over him. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet his eyes, and prayed in his heart that Xu Qing would not kill him.

The other person, however, was even more shocked.

"Mr. Xu, you killed..."

Big Hammer was shocked. Looking at the figure lying on the ground, he hesitated to speak.

"So what if he's killed? He's not someone who can't die." Xu Qing was completely calm, as if he had just killed an ant. "Since he chose to show himself and wanted to kill us, I don't mind sending him on his way. As for our escape route, as long as we are strong enough, anywhere we go will be our escape route."

Big Hammer opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something more, but when the words reached his lips, he didn't know how to begin.

He knew Xu Qing was right; in this chaotic world, strength was the most fundamental guarantee. But the fact that he had killed the crown prince still left him with lingering fears.

However, in the next instant, a series of rapid footsteps rang out in the forest. The footsteps were dense and orderly, like drumbeats striking everyone's hearts, causing Big Hammer to stop speaking.

He suddenly looked up in the direction from which the sound came, his eyes filled with vigilance. After encountering several small squads of soldiers, the main force had finally arrived.

Several hundred elite troops, armed and clad in neat armor, appeared in the forest.

They stood in neat formation, their steps synchronized, and their mere presence brought a terrifying sense of oppression, as if the air itself was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Without a doubt, the newcomers were all elite soldiers. Each soldier had a serious expression and sharp eyes, clearly veterans who had experienced many battles.

Yan Dan's decision to personally appear today is clearly intended to achieve his goal in one fell swoop, eliminating Xu Qing and Da Tiechui here to prevent future troubles.

These martial arts figures were all carefully selected experts by him. Each of them possessed considerable strength and was quite famous in the martial arts world.

Under Qin Wuyang's leadership, they can definitely keep Xu Qing and Big Iron Hammer occupied, giving them no chance to escape.

The elite troops that followed, numbering in the hundreds, would be the decisive factor in killing the two men.

Even though Xu Qing is very powerful and can fight ten against one, defeating many martial arts masters with his exquisite swordsmanship, Yan Dan does not believe that Xu Qing can fight a hundred against one, not to mention that these hundreds of people are all well-equipped elites, holding sharp weapons, wearing sturdy armor, and knowing how to cooperate as a team.

That's the source of his confidence to take action personally.

What Yan Dan didn't expect was that he underestimated Xu Qing and overestimated Qin Wuyang.

Qin Wuyang was so weak that he was so frightened by Xu Qing's imposing manner that he surrendered without hesitation. Not only did he fail to restrain Xu Qing, he also disrupted Xu Qing's plans.

Left with no other choice, he could only take action, hoping to buy time with his own strength and cut off Xu Qing's retreat. Once the army arrived, Xu Qing and Big Hammer would surely die.

As a result, Xu Qing's strength once again exceeded his expectations. His unpredictable swordsmanship and powerful internal energy were difficult for him to resist, ultimately leading to his tragic end.

Over the years, Xu Qing has given away countless swords.

He seems to be a very good person, an investor in the world of chivalry and adventure.

But these things weren't given away for free.

The martial arts skills and talents of those chivalrous heroes were all copied and transferred to Xu Qing, becoming the exchange item.

With the accumulation of numerical values, Xu Qing's strength had reached an extremely terrifying level.

Because he rarely makes a move in the world, others are unaware that such a master exists.

Yan Dan only knew that Xu Qing's sword-making skills were unparalleled in the world. Even though Xu Qing defeated Jing Ke with the help of the Thunderclap Sword, he only thought that Xu Qing was relying on the power of the sword.

After all, Jing Ke was using a wooden sword at the time.

Even though Xu Qing repeatedly defeated the pursuers with his big iron hammer after that.

Yan Dan also disagreed.

Instead, they concluded that Xu Qing must be extremely exhausted.

This laid the groundwork for today's defeat.

Hundreds of elite Yan soldiers had arrived in the forest. The clanging of armor echoed through the woods. The soldiers' spears pointed diagonally at the ground, the cold glint of their tips mingling with the sunlight to form a dense web of killing intent.

The leading general was Zhao Hu, a capable lieutenant under Yan Dan. He was ordered to lead his troops to cut off Xu Qing's retreat. At this moment, his gaze swept across the ground, and he suddenly froze on the spot. The black robe, the deep wound on his waist that revealed the bone, and that face that was still majestic even though he was pale, who else could it be but Crown Prince Yan Dan?

"Your Highness?" Zhao Hu's voice changed.

He never imagined that Yan Dan, who should have been stationed at the Crown Prince's residence in Jicheng, would be lying in this desolate forest covered in blood.

After a brief moment of shock, he looked up abruptly, his eyes blazing with fury. He raised his longsword, the tip pointing directly at Xu Qing: "You audacious madman! How dare you injure my Crown Prince! Brothers, charge! Kill him and avenge the Crown Prince!"

At his command, hundreds of elite soldiers surged forward like a tide.

The soldiers in the front row, shields raised, pressed forward relentlessly, the sound of their shields clashing causing leaves to fall in a rustling sound; the archers in the back row had their bows drawn, arrows aimed at Xu Qing's vitals, waiting only for the order to fire a fatal arrow; the spearmen on both sides formed a fan-shaped encirclement, their spear shafts swaying, and a murderous aura permeated the entire forest.

But Xu Qing showed no fear. He slowly gripped the Mo Wen sword, the bloodstains on the blade still damp, gleaming a dark red in the sunlight.

The giant iron hammer beside him had already raised his heavy sword, which slammed into the ground, causing the soil to tremble slightly: "Mr. Xu, today I will fight you to your heart's content!"

……

In the original work, there are some martial arts masters who can directly confront armies.

For example, Dian Qing once charged head-on into more than a dozen chariots on the battlefield and emerged unscathed, thus becoming famous throughout the land.

Even so, after the fall of the Wei Kingdom, he was still taken prisoner and escorted to the Lishan slave camp. In the end, the Zhu family spent a lot of money to buy him, and he served the Zhu family for this reason.

Aside from Dianqing, the most famous battle was the Battle of Crescent Moon Valley.

With just a sword, Gai Nie slaughtered hundreds of elite Qin soldiers.