Da Qin: Integrating Zhongli’s template to create the Immortal Qin Empire

Ying Yan secretly said that it was not good, this person is menacing, I am afraid that he is also here for this tenth ding. However, just as he was thinking like this, the rickety old man also saw Yingyan. This person's eyes lit up as soon as he landed, and then he quickly approached Yingyan.

"Huh?"

Ying Yan's eyes were slightly sharp.

He doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but if the other party takes the initiative to find death, he doesn't mind letting the other party see what strength is.

Under Ying Yan's gaze, the other party got closer and closer. Brother Le and everyone also discovered this ill-intentioned old man at this time.

Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer, Little Brother Le said, "Dare to ask who you are, what do you want to do?"

While questioning, he walked forward with his sword in hand.

Hearing Brother Le's words, the old man just smiled gloomily: "It's nothing, I fell in love with the boy next to you, the treasure in his hand, and I plan to borrow it." "

After hearing the other party's words, Brother Le was not ambiguous, and immediately used his sword to pick up the masonry in the corner, and the masonry instantly shot towards the rickety old 990 person in front of him.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides is less than ten battles, and ordinary people can't react at all in the face of Brother Le's attack.

But I saw the old man raise his hand at will, and use the back of his hand to flutter lightly towards the masonry, like swatting a fly at random.

"Boom!"

Only a metallic clash was heard.

The back of the rickety old man's hand is as strong as if it were made of steel. The masonry was also smashed to pieces.

With a quick sound, a Qin sword burst towards this person's cheek, more than twice as fast as the masonry just now. It turned out that Ying Yan used the sword carried by the soldiers of the Qin army to launch an attack.

At such a close distance, the rickety old man was almost unavoidable.

I saw that the old man was shocked, this speed was too fast, but it was only for a moment. In the next second, he regained his expression, raised his other hand, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and slammed it towards the Qin Jian that shot at him as fast as lightning.

"Bell ......" Qin Jian kept shaking, making bursts of echoes.

The Qin sword was firmly sandwiched between his fingers, but the blade was only less than five inches away from his eyebrows, which seemed quite dangerous.

But this Qin sword didn't seem to stop there, it was still pushing forward, and even if the rickety old man caught the sword body, he was constantly pushing back.

This made the old man's face change slightly, but he didn't expect this son to have a lot of means.

But this was not enough to do him any harm. The hand holding the sword was deflected in the direction and flicked lightly.

"Deng!"

That Qin sword appeared on the ancient tree a hundred meters away. The entire blade melted into the tree, with only the hilt still exposed. It means to the world that there is a sword here.

The rickety old man didn't dwell much on it, and then quickly approached Yingyan, intending to snatch the tenth tripod. Of course, Ying Yan didn't let it, so he fought with the old man, and in the old man's fists, Ying Yan really fell into the disadvantage.

It's not that Yingyan's strength can't match this old man, but in fact, he deliberately doesn't use other means to fight the old man. As a person who fuses Zhongli's template, of course, his strength can destroy the world, and his own close skills are weak. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

So I also want to take this opportunity to practice this physical technique. Just now, Brother Le saw that Ying Yan fell into the disadvantage and wanted to join the fight, but Ying Yan refused.

Ying Yan used Zhongli's template to add the power of a rock to herself, making her body as hard as a rock. If it weren't for Zhongli's blessing, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to fight this old man. With the old man's steely body, he estimated that he would be defeated in one or two moves, and it was good to be able to fight like this.

Under the pressure of the old man step by step, the two sides clashed hard, and the sound of qiang was endless.

Yingyan, who kept fighting with the old man, gradually frowned.

Because he found that this rickety old man should not be the main physical cultivator, but with his own physical body, he could compete with the self who blessed Zhongli's template. It seems that this person is not simple.

Ying Yan carefully observed the rickety old man and found that this person's hair and beard were snow-white, and he felt like a fairy wind. However, the skin is unusually white, and the physiognomy, although it is not carefully seen because of the influence of hair and beard.

But he was also seen by Yingyan as a clue, the old man's face was unusually pale, not like a living person at all, but like a dead person. But unlike the dead, his eyes were red, as if blood was about to flow out of his sockets.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Ying Yan grabbed the gap and flashed behind the old man, only to hear a sound of breaking the air coming from the back of the old man's head.

The old man was slightly startled, tilted his head, and saw that he easily avoided Yingyan's extremely fast punch.

I have to say that this rickety old man has existed for so many years, and just his combat experience can pull ordinary people away.

But Ying Yan had the blessing of Zhongli template, even if the old man avoided this blow, Ying Yan's other punch also hit him firmly in the back. The rickety old man flew forward, and threw a sack at the Yingyan people.

In a few breaths, the sack suddenly exploded, emitting a puff of white smoke that enveloped the top of the mountain in an instant.

Ying Yan just wanted to use his perception ability to detect the surroundings, but he said to himself: Oh no.

Perception is gone?.