Chapter 210 Heavenly Sword, Mighty Hand, and Gentleman’s Sword!

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bass!

The sword swung and struck the shield of the black armored soldier of Da Qin.

Several people flew into the air, leaped several feet high, and rushed towards the commander's tent.

However, arrows struck through the air one after another, and most of the killers quickly waved their swords to block them.

It’s just that thousands of arrows are falling like rain, unable to block them all.

Zhong Limei held a big bow in his hand, and three black arrows streaked through the air, like meteors, exploding with sound.

Pfft, pfft!

The three arrows hit three killers, and the huge force knocked them away. They hit several more killers and penetrated them.

Three arrows killed more than ten people.

Each killer was hit by arrows one after another, and finally fell down.

"All civilians, evacuate as soon as possible!"

A cold shout came out.

It woke up the ordinary people around and fled in a hurry.

at the same time.

Master Xiaomeng walked out of the Chinese army commander's tent.

The sky-blue light white dress rises without any wind, and the three thousand long hair dances wildly.

The sky and the earth are eclipsed!

The purest energy fills the heaven and earth.

Everything between heaven and earth gradually loses its color.

Each killer turned into black and white, with an unbelievable look in his pupils.

Plop, plop!

Several killers lost their breath of life and fell to the ground dead.

In just one breath, just as the first few killers died, a dozen more killers lost their vitality.

"not good!"

Only then did someone make a sound in fear and hurriedly fled away.

But he just escaped a few steps and died immediately.

at the same time.

The killers all around also fled in a hurry.

By the time he escaped dozens of feet away, nine-tenths of them were already dead.

The remaining people were also seriously injured and did not dare to look back. They just ran away.

Just in time!

"Eighth Young Master!"

Kong Yizhen, the elder of the Confucius family, led his people to come to meet him.

"The Eighth Young Master passed through Qufu, but he was assassinated by a traitor. The common people arrived late and failed to protect the Eighth Young Master in time. Please atone for your sins, Your Highness!"

Kong Yizhen led the Kong family members to kneel on the ground and bowed respectfully.

"It's not your fault!"

Ying Ziye looked calm and waved his hands, not caring about the matter, and said, "Get back on your feet."

"Here!"

Kong Yizhen and all the disciples of the Kong family stood up and responded respectfully: "The master of the family has prepared a banquet at the house. I hope the Eighth Young Master can go."

"Um!"

Ying Ziye nodded slightly and ordered Meng Tian to lead the army to the land of the Kong family.

the Kongs.

In the hall, tables and tables were filled with delicacies from mountains and seas, and fragrant rice wine.

Ying Ziye sat in the top position.

Meng Tian sits on the right, and Kong Luochen, the head of the Kong family, sits on the left.

In Da Qin, the right is respected.

Under the stage, Yuan Tiangang, Jian Jiu and others sat down, accompanied by a group of Confucian elders.

"Eight Young Master, I'm really sorry."

Kong Luochen apologized again and said respectfully: "The common people will definitely catch the assassin as soon as possible and give the Eighth Young Master an explanation!"

Ying Ziye looked calm and said, "Master Kong, you're welcome."

"It's just that not long ago, I killed a man who bullied men and women in Peixian County. That man's name was Kong Qianyu, and he was a member of your Kong family."

"Are you, the Kong family, concerned about this matter?"

"This is his own fault. The Eighth Young Master is doing this to eliminate the scum of our Kong family!"

Kong Luochen stroked his beard and said with a warm smile: "How can you blame the Eighth Young Master?!"

When Ying Ziye saw this, he couldn't help but admire his acting skills. He nodded slightly and praised: "The Master of the Kong family really understands the righteousness!"

While talking to Kong Luochen, Ying Ziye looked at everyone in the Kong family.

Kong Luochen is over sixty years old, but looks to be in his forties. He is wearing an elegant green Confucian robe with rolled sleeves, and has a slender and strong figure.

His face is like a crown jewel, which shows that he was a handsome man when he was young, but he is still handsome now.

He is good at using the long sword, so he is called the gentleman's sword by the world.

Kong Yizhen, who had led the children of the Kong family to welcome him, was already in his fifties, but he looked like a young man.

He is a bachelor who has cultivated a great degree. He is shrewd in acupuncture techniques and knows medical skills. He is respected as a master.

There was another person, Ying Ziye noticed the fluctuations in the Zhixuan realm on his body.

After asking about Kong Luochen, I learned that it was Kong Zeming, the only two great Confucian scholars in the Kong family!

It is said that he is seventy years old, but he looks middle-aged, with a muscular body and a large Confucian robe held up.

He is good at using knives and has outstanding talent in the art of swordsmanship.

You can even fight across ranks, fight against the celestial phenomena with great Confucianism, and have the fighting power of great sages.

Perfect, the hole in the sky is clear.

In addition, Ying Ziye discovered that one of the elders was secretly exuding murderous intent.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he still couldn't hide it from him.

"It seems that he is probably Kong Wei!"

Ying Ziye smiled and guessed secretly.

"Eighth Young Master!"

Kong Luochen raised his wine glass, saluted from a distance, and said with a smile: "I would like to propose a toast to the Eighth Young Master."

"It's really a blessing for the Eighth Young Master to come to my Kong family."

"I am very honored!"

Having said that, drink up the glass of wine.

He poured the cup down without leaking a drop.

"Master Kong is so polite!"

Ying Ziye took a sip.

"Eighth Young Master, try this dish."

Kong Luochen smiled and said: "This is a famous specialty of Shandong. My Kong family secretly prepares roasted sturgeon."

"Um!"

Ying Ziye responded lightly, took a bite, and said with a smile: "Not bad, fresh and smooth."

"The Eighth Young Master is patrolling the world eastward for His Majesty the First Emperor. I heard that corrupt officials were eradicated along the way and many criminals wanted by the empire were killed."

Kong Luochen smiled and said: "Inventing papermaking, purification and manufacturing methods, the curved shaft plow, etc., has benefited the country and the people. It is really a blessing for the Great Qin Empire and us, the small people like us!"

Although he was flattering Ying Ziye, it was well-founded and not offensive.

"I'm just helping my father solve his problems and doing what I should do as the eighth son of the empire."

Ying Ziye waved his hand calmly, indicating that it was not worth mentioning.

Drinking and drinking, chatting and laughing.

Ying Ziye, accompanied by Kong Luochen, Kong Yizhen and others, entertained the guests.

Afterwards, we walked around the Kong family again and visited the Kong Family School and various scenic spots.

It wasn't until dusk in the afternoon that I left the Kong family and stayed in the inn for the time being.

In the inn!

Within the house.

Everyone gathered together.

"Sir, those attacks by killers were most likely carried out by members of the Kong family!"

Jian Jiu and Hou Qing guessed with serious faces.

Xiao He frowned and said, "I think this is unlikely."

"Even if I had such worries before, the place where the trouble happened is in Qufu City. The Kong family will not be so anxious. If something happens to the young master here, the Kong family will not be able to clean it!"

"good!"

Ying Ziye looked calm and agreed with Xiao He's statement, analyzing: "Even if the Kong family wants to deal with me, they can't do it as soon as they enter the city."

"There must be someone who wants to use this matter to intensify the conflict between this young master and the Kong family!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately looked at Yuan Tiangang and ordered: "Tiangang, send bad guys to investigate this matter. Also, at the banquet today, who is the elder who showed murderous intent towards me?"

"I guess he is probably Kong Qianyu's father."

"promise!"

Yuan Tiangang responded with cupped hands.

at night!

The moonlight was hazy, and the cool autumn breeze blew by.

There are already fallen leaves flying like butterflies.

the Kongs.

In Kong Wei's practice room.

Bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Kong Wei stopped practicing his swordsmanship with a look of displeasure on his face, and scolded angrily in a cold voice: "Who is bothering me without opening his eyes?"

"it's me!"

A majestic voice sounded outside the door.

"The head of the family."

Hearing the familiar voice, Kong Wei couldn't help but become confused.

He stepped forward and opened the door, only to see Kong Luochen staring closely at him with a gloomy expression, his eyes filled with coldness.

"how?"

Kong Luochen smiled sarcastically and asked, "Now that you don't take me seriously as the head of the family, can you insult me ​​as you please?"

"Ah!"

Kong Wei smiled softly, cupped his hands, and apologized: "I don't dare!"

"I thought it was some servant, but who would have thought it was you, the head of the family?"

"snort!"

Kong Luochen snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and robe, entered the practice room, and ordered: "Close the door."

boom!

Kong Wei closed the door in response and turned around, only to see Kong Luochen's face was cold. He pointed at him and asked, "Is it the eighth young master you sent to assassinate today?!"

"Do you know that if the Eighth Young Master makes even the slightest mistake here, everyone in the Kong family and more than 30,000 lives will be buried with him!"

"The Kong family is just a larger family in front of the empire. Compared with the Guanzhong clan, there is no other difference except for its influence on Confucianism."

"My lord, what happened today was definitely not my fault!"

Kong Wei looked solemn and suppressed his anger as he defended: "Since I have listened to your arrangement with the elders, I will never put the risk on the Kong family."

"But I really wish that the Eighth Young Master would be assassinated to death today!"

His eyes were full of anger and he gritted his teeth.

"Asshole!"

Kong Luochen looked gloomy, pointed his finger at Kong Wei and scolded him angrily, saying in a deep voice: "The Eighth Young Master must not die here."

"Otherwise the entire Kong family will be destroyed!"

Kong Wei looked slightly angry and asked angrily: "Are we still trying to protect him?"

Kong Luochen nodded slightly and said firmly, "Not bad!"

"At least here, Hachi Gongzi must be absolutely safe!"

"As for going outside Qufu, I won't care about it."

"good!"

Kong Wei's chest heaved, he clenched his fists, suppressed his anger, and said, "This is what you said. When the Eighth Young Master leaves Qufu, the head of the family should not interfere too much."

"I said!"

Kong Luochen nodded slightly, glanced at it, and said calmly: "As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch. I will never stop you from doing things outside Qufu."

Then he stood up, waved his sleeves and robe, and walked away.

Kong Wei was the only one left in the practice room.

Kong Wei looked angry, but he couldn't get angry, and his eyes were lost in thought.

He immediately waved his hand, summoned his followers, and ordered: "Go and gather all my disciples."

"promise!"