Da Qin: The Wine Sword Immortal, kill Xiang Yu with one sword at the beginning!

Hu Hai on the throne smiled and waved his hand.

"Pull it down, according to the prime minister's will, the car will crack. "

Two attendants stepped forward and stepped up to take him out.

Li Si's heart was like ashes, and he didn't struggle.

At this moment, he is no longer the mighty Qin Zuocheng, just a subject who is desperate because the country is about to perish.

But just as Li Si was about to be dragged out, suddenly a footstep sounded through the hall.

A black-robed winner Xiu walked in.

He looked at Hu Hai on the throne.

At this moment, Ying Zixiu's eyes were full of disdain.

In his previous life, he often wondered how the first emperor of the ages gave birth to such a waste son?

was finally calculated by Zhao Gao to the point of death, and he didn't know it.

At first, Ying Zixiu also thought that Hu Hai was forced by Zhao Gao's power and was powerless to resist.

But now....

He, the eighteenth brother, seems to be enjoying himself.

Winning Zixiu's heart gradually became cold.

Zhao Gao and Hu Hai, these are the culprits of the defeat of Great Qin, and he will not let any of them go.

What happened to the reputation of killing brothers?

Didn't the first emperor Yingzheng also kill?

Later, it was not enshrined as the first emperor of the ages.

Therefore, in the face of great cause and merit, any infamy is vain.

There are even people who are in awe of you because you were once ruthless.

The current Great Qin is full of devastation, even more devastated than when the First Emperor Yingzheng took over.

If there is no iron-blooded purge at this time, then Daqin will be hopeless.

So looking at his eighteenth brother, Ying Zixiu didn't have a good tone at all.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked coldly, "What about Zhao Gao?"

Watching the cold and tall Ying Zixiu walk in, the huge Zhangtai Palace suddenly quieted down.

Hu Hai looked at Ying Zixiu, and he didn't react for a long time.

He saw how this man was so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't name it yet.

Hu Hai frowned tightly and shouted angrily.

"Bold!".

"Dare to call the teacher by his name and take him down for me!".

Hu Hai didn't care if he was familiar or not, he just took it and killed it.

The guards were ordered, and they all surrounded Xiang Yingzixiu.

Looking at the dozen or so guards who came up, although they were all good players, the lowest were all at the realm of grandmasters.

Among them, the leader is a great master like Lao Huang.

However, Ying Zixiu just glanced at them lightly, and sword intent suddenly burst out in his eyes.

Those people all stopped in place, even the leading Grand Grandmaster, and they couldn't move at all.

At this moment, the winning cultivator in front of them was like a god.

And they are ants at the feet of the gods, as if they will be trampled to death at any time.

The hall fell silent again.

At this time, Li Si, who was being carried by two guards, raised his head and looked at Ying Zixiu.

Although Li Si is desperate physically and mentally at the moment, his meticulous mind as a prime minister is still there.

The moment Li Si saw Ying Zixiu, he recognized it.

Although there is a big gap in dress, this appearance is definitely not bad.

The person in front of him is not the ninth son of Daqin who has a hangover all day, Win Zixiu?

Li Si's mind was spinning.

On the day of his birth, the nine stars fell, the first emperor personally crowned the king of Qin, and the hope for the future of Great Qin came to mind.

Could it be?

Li Si's eyes widened slowly.

The winner in front of him, who has been hungover for twenty years, is finally sober?

Li Si was not sure in his heart, but there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

What kind of person is the first emperor Yingzheng, except for a few sons who are not very good, but Yingzheng is very accurate in looking at people.

He said that Win Zixiu was the hope of Great Qin, so this was absolutely inseparable.

Li Si's eyes slowly lit up, but he didn't open his mouth for a while, sitting and watching everything in front of him.

Hu Hai's side.

He saw that the guards around him couldn't take down Ying Zixiu, as if he was stupid when he stood still.

Hu Hai suddenly became angry.

He got up angrily and pointed at the guards and yelled.

With a long sword on his waist, Hu Hai stepped a few steps and came to Ying Zixiu.

He pulled out the Qin Wang sword at his waist and was about to slash it at Ying Zixiu.

Ying Zixiu, who had long hair tied behind him, carried his hands behind his back, and only lightly pointed at Hu Hai's sword.

Two fingers slashed vertically, and a brilliant sword intent condensed out, illuminating the interior of Zhangtai Palace.

Hu Hai's whole person was immediately knocked away and smashed into the main hall of Zhangtai Palace.

Fortunately, Ying Zixiu didn't exert much strength, and the sword intent emitted was also resisted by the sword in Hu Hai's hand.

Otherwise, Hu Hai at this moment would already be a corpse.

But even so.

Hu Hai, who suffered from the winning son's cultivation of a sword, was also extremely uncomfortable.

The saber fell to the side, blood flowed from Hu Hai's mouth, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at Ying Zixiu.

"If you dare to hurt me, I want you to die!"

For Hu Hai's angry shouting, Ying Zixiu didn't care at all.

He got up with a step and slowly walked to Hu Hai, who was lying on the ground.

The sound of crisp footsteps sounded, and Hu Hai's whole person was frightened.

Although he was a gentleman, he seemed to feel the cold killing intent on Ying Zixiu's body at this moment.

He could feel that Ying Zixiu was really going to kill him!

However, Ying Zixiu first walked to the sword that Hu Hai had fallen.

He picked up the saber and looked at the Lulu sword that had followed the Qin kings for generations.

"Lulu Sword for you to use, it's a pity. "

Ying Zixiu shook his head lightly, grabbed the Lulu sword and pulled it out violently.

"From now on, follow me. "

Ying Zixiu said lightly with intoxication.

Lu Lu Jian trembled slightly, as if in response to him, the supreme swordsman.

And Ying Zixiu has two favorites in his life.

One is drinking.

The second is the sword.

At this moment, Lu Lu, who holds the sword of the kings of Qin in the past dynasties, is the king of Qin if he wins Zixiu!

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