The invisible righteous spirit came out from the broken bodies under the two terrifying sword nets, penetrating the assassins involved in the encirclement and annihilation.

Su Amu slowly glanced around and stared at each pair of eyes hidden behind the black mask.

For some reason, every assassin instinctively avoided eye contact with Su Amu.

I wanted to do something, but I was inexplicably unable to move. It seemed that with a movement, a flash, a redundant breath would be immediately flattened by Su Amu's forced aura.

If this group of more than 30 assassins caught Su Amu, it would be better to say that Su Amu used his momentum to restrain more than 30 soulless swords.

Su Amu's eyes finally stopped in the hands of the assassin leader, and his best friend La Sweats and bloody head.

His best friend is laughing.

So Su Amu also smiled.

"Du Qing." Su Amu spoke.

Du Qing, who was lying on a five-meter-high tree, shook his body.

"You are here." Su Amu held the sword in his hand and suddenly became huge.

Du Qing had no choice but to nodded, but did not want to answer.

"Why aren't Mr. Yu afraid that King Rong and King Liang will turn against each other?" Su Amu spoke and smiled. "I'm not the one who can be slaughtered... The Rong people grew up on horseback, experiencing fighting and war... Do you want to see a sword technique that is more violent than Shanla Khan?"

Before Du Qing could react, the sword in his hand had already painted an explosive red color.

What kind of sword technique is that?

No, that's no longer something that swordsmanship can describe.

Even if they could not break free from the bone-burning constraints of the knife net, Su Amu and the sword in their hand had already cut through the realm of humanity and slaughtered wildly around them.

Unilateral violent massacre.

Irresistible.

While Su Amu launched the slaughter, all of the assassins stood like a static statue, with roots on their feet, rusted swords, and vines on their hands. They let the red cut of the sword in their hands slash towards them, and then cut everything through them in a row.

No screaming, no panic, and no breathlessness.

Su Amu turned into a sword ghost, and a sad and indignant wind blew in the dense forest.

Explode, explode, or explode.

Du Qing, who was lying on the top of the tree, watched everything, stunned. His eyes gradually became wet and his hair stood up.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Du Qing would never believe that there was such a mighty sword and such a stunning posture in this world.

The ground was covered with broken corpses of assassins, and the trunks and branches hung with indescribable minced flesh and blood marrow, echoing with the wind.

But Su Amu did not stop. He closed his eyes, hung a satisfying and comfortable smile, dancing wildly in the increasingly tense knife net, and continuing to fight the imaginary enemy.

Du Qing also closed his eyes.

He saw it.

"We...we can't get there anyway."

Su Amu finally knelt down without support, and the sword in his hand was tilted to the ground. The poison of arrows had already eroded and corroded into the bones, and it was a miracle for a moment.

The assassin dispersed due to death, leaving only the assassin leader who stood upright with Shanla Khan's head.

The assassin leader had long lost his eyes and his consciousness collapsed and destroyed. In his limited memory, only ghosts were crying.

Du Qing fell.

Looking at his biggest enemy in his life, the most respected person.

Pulling out the short sword hanging on his back, Du Qing wanted to cut through the knife net that was trapped in Su Amu, but the knife net had already penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood.

Du Qing was so shocked that he was a little dazed.

The hero is not finished.

"Let's go, Du Qing." Su Amu closed his eyes and his breath faded.

How could Du Qing leave?

"If you want to make meritorious service, now is a great opportunity." Su Amu lowered his head, his voice getting weaker and weaker. "It's just that young master's temperament... I'm just a woman fighting with him, but he doesn't care about Rong Liang's relationship a few days ago and forced me to live... If I take my head, I hope you can also take his head... in exchange for the overall situation of Liang Rong! You may accept it?"

"..." Du Qing looked at his right palm with damaged tendons.

"You are from Luoyi and are only an employment relationship with Gongzi Yu." Su Amu's tiger eyes burst into tears: "I know your ambitions, and you can see them very clearly from your eyes... Since you have ambitions and can meet my request, I will introduce you to my father to become the King of Qin Rong and the conqueror of the Central Plains in the future."

"There is a token on my waist, and there is a letter in the bag beside the token. In the letter, I mentioned you. As long as the young master Yu dies, you can take the token and letter to my father and take the token and letter to find me, and you will be able to hold an important position. You will no longer suffer from that villain... I ask you, and you will not go!" Su Amu's tiger body was shocked, and he shouted angrily, and then stopped talking.

Stop talking.

Stop talking.

It was dawn, and the archers ambushed outside the forest were ready for the violent fire attack.

"Bye now."

Du Qing squatted down and took away the sword from Su Amu's desperate hand.

With one slash, Su Amu's head fell to the ground.

Shanla Khan and Su Amu's heads were placed side by side on the table in the Prince's Hall.

"Good job! Good job! It's true... My dear skills are still trustworthy!" Young Master Yu laughed and felt extremely happy.

Gongzi Yu hugged and brought back two heads with affectionately, but did not notice that Du Qing was carrying a strange sword.

Du Qing accepted the hug and quietly returned to the position he should go. One of the many royal killers.

Gongzi Yu looked at Su Amu's broken head with peace of mind.

"Hahaha, you ignorant of the current affairs, dare to compete with me for women and compare the cards. No matter whose son you are, you will have the word "death" in front of my young master Yu!" Gongzi Yu was full of energy and kicked Su Amu's head a few times.

"Come!" Gongzi Yu.

"Yes!" The two eunuchs bowed.

"Take it outside the city wall for the dog to eat!" Young Master Yu kicked Su Amu's head again.

The eunuch took the order, grabbed Su Amu's long hair, shook his head and walked out of the hall.

He clapped his hands and was energetic. Gongzi Yu immediately ordered that the envoys from Liang Kingdom's envoys to prepare everything.

In addition to the heavy gifts of bribing dozens of ministers in Liang State, Shanla Khan's head was properly preserved by lime and placed in a gold box, as a sign of loyalty to Liang State. It was a very good opening remark of the transaction.

More importantly, a map of Du Kang actually ceded the huge territory in exchange for peace that could not last for unknown amounts of time.

Du Qing saw it silently.

No one knew that Du Qing's hand could already hold the hilt of the sword tightly.

Although the tendons and veins have not been healed, and although it hurts to pull away every time you hold them tightly, what?

Even Du Qing was secretly surprised.

Perhaps this is what is called finding a reason to become stronger.

Du Qing began to practice swordsmanship wildly.

His sword technique is still as vicious as a snake, his body is as fast as usual, and his eyes are cold and ruthless.

But Du Qing's sword quality is very different from the past.

The so-called sword of sacrificing oneself is not the focus of "sacrificing oneself", but the "body".
Chapter completed!