Looking at the flying sword of a hundred steps, Ye Zhiqiu got the flying sword of a hundred steps.

This is the result of Ye Zhiqiu being a good person, so Ye Zhiqiu sighed that he should be a good person at the right time. After all, if a person like Gai Nie is extremely firm, if he does not take the initiative to give Ye Zhiqiu a hundred-step flying sword method, even if Ye Zhiqiu has magical skills like the Soul-Ming Technique, he may not be able to read Gai Nie's memory.

Now that Ye Zhiqiu has obtained the Flying Sword of a Hundred Steps, it can be regarded as another method of attack.

In his opinion, the attack of the Hundred-step Flying Sword is to use force to control the sword, and also to control the sword with the heart. Therefore, to use the extremely powerful force of the Hundred-step Flying Sword, it is necessary to cultivate the mind.

The sword saint Gai Nie's mind is naturally extremely firm, so in his hand, the hundred-step flying sword is almost a must-kill sword. Even if the sword in his hand has been replaced by Yuanhong to a wooden sword, the hundred-step flying sword is still very powerful.

The early sword saint used Yuanhong, and the sword saint behind him kept holding a wooden sword wave with low blood. However, few people were his opponents.

"Mr. Gai, your 100-step flying sword is indeed very good. But I am curious about how you will go in the future. The empire will be an empire after all, and unification will be a historical trend. Moreover, maybe I will join the empire in the future."

Ye Zhiqiu was in a very good mood when he got Gai Nie's Hundred Steps Flying Sword, so he chatted with the sword saint for a few more words.

“The way forward…”

Gai Nie pondered that the reason why he fled to Qin was to make a promise to his deceased friend Jing Ke, and he would protect his old friend's son even if he was desperate. However, he did not have much thought on how to go ahead. No matter what, it was something he had to do to make Tianming live well.

"Identity often determines the position."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tianming, who was still sleeping. Since such a little guy is the son of Jing Ke, he would not obey the First Emperor anyway, because his father Jing Ke died because of assassination of the First Emperor.

If this little guy is not the son of Jing Ke, but the son of the First Emperor, it would be another story.

"The Mo family's cage cannot trap you. I hope Mr. Gai can go further in the future."

Ye Zhiqiu got what he wanted, and it didn't make any sense to stay there, so he went to other places in the city of China.

Gai Nie looked at Ye Zhiqiu leaving, thoughtful, and finally decided to go out.

Since tonight is not a good day, no matter how you stay here, it will be useless. It is better to go out and do what he should do.

...

The night city of the Ministry of Commerce is not as quiet as before tonight. Many Mohist disciples patrolled back and forth. The expressions on their faces were written as exhausted, but they still had to cheer up.

One night, several disciples patrolling outside the city of the organ were killed, and even the leader Da Tie Hammer was seriously injured. In the city of the organ, Master Xu was plotted against, all this seemed to show that tonight was an eventful night.

Where did the enemy come from and how did the enemy enter the city of tightly defended mechanisms?

Many Mo family disciples were muttering about these things in their hearts. They always felt that the Qin sword saint was the culprit of all this. Haven’t you seen that there were only two outsiders coming recently, and everything went in chaos.

"The leader is really, he should expel the Qin sword saint!"

Among a patrolling Mohist team, two people walking on the last side were whispering.

"I said that's true, but Miss Rong didn't allow it. She said there was no evidence. According to me, what else is needed. As soon as he came, he had all kinds of things. Isn't it okay to drive him out?"

Another disciple was complaining too.

"Excuse me, where can Master Xu rest?"

A strange voice suddenly rang in the ears of both of them, but the two seemed to have no abnormal reaction. One of them pointed to a house not far away and said, "He is there."

"OK, thanks!"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and went there.

"Strange, what am I doing just now?"

It was not until Ye Zhiqiu finished asking about the road that the two Mo family disciples felt something was wrong, but they just couldn't remember something was wrong, so they simply ignored it and continued to practice.

"Woom."

Beside Ye Zhiqiu, Wang Jiuwu chanted softly.

It just now looked at its master's sexy operation and felt that life was about to be subverted.

Alas, no, it seems that this is not my master, my master is that girl?

After refuting himself for a while, Wang Jiuwu decided to consider this as the master. As for that, just add a girl in front of the master.

Speaking of which, the male owner just now was really incredible. He was obviously a person he didn't know each other, but what his owner said seemed to have a magical power, which made the two big guys reveal the secret.

"The mind and the body are both extremely important. You have seen it. Of course, I have no way to temper your soul. You must explore it carefully."

Ye Zhiqiu said this to Mao Daxian and Wang Jiuwu.

The operation just now was a very simple thing for him, that is, after induced by the soul, the two disciples of the Mo family told him where Master Xu was.

He looked for Master Xu not to kill Master Xu, but this Master Xu is an expert in sword making. People in the world call him "The Venerable of Swords". He is a famous sword-making master in the Mohist school. The famous sword Shuihan Sword was made by him.

Ye Zhiqiu learned a lot, and since he learned the method of refining weapons alone, he was the same as Master Xu to a certain extent. Of course, because he knew too much, he was the same as Gai Nie in the sword path, and the same as Taoist Yin-Yang family in the Taoist Dharma.

Therefore, Ye Zhiqiu came to the city of Machinery and since he did not kill anyone, he would talk to others.

Master Xu was injured today and sent to the sword casting pond for cultivation. This is not only the place where Master Xu works and his daily rest.

When Ye Zhiqiu entered the sword-casting pool, he looked like he was full of swords.

All kinds of swords, some are destroyed, some are being cast, and some are already ready, but Ye Zhiqiu looked at it and did not seem to have the same quality as Shui Han.

This is naturally nonsense. If every sword cast by Master Xu had to be of the same quality as Shui Han, then how could the Shui Han sword be ranked seventh? In fact, it is already a great blessing for his sword-casting masters like Master Xu to cast a famous sword in their entire lives. Even if they die, they will leave with a smile.

"Who are you and why did you come here?"

When Ye Zhiqiu looked at the sword-casting pool, Master Xu woke up. Although he was plotted to rest here tonight, he could not sleep.

Seeing the strange aura of the sword casting pool, he immediately stood up and picked up a sharp sword to look at Ye Zhiqiu.
Chapter completed!