The guards in Han Peng's mansion were all carefully selected by him, and they were also elites with great skills among his peers.

They followed Han Peng, and went through life and death.

Without them, Han Peng was just a small soldier in the army and had no chance of being with the word "Wu'an Hou".

Two people brought by Ke Ying Si.

One is Bai Qi, the Warring States Warring States Warrior God, known as the "Man Slaughter".

Another one in later generations, one of them fought hard for hundreds of people, and Changbanpo was seven in and seven out, and was known as the "Martial God" Zhao Zilong.

The two of them are in harmony, let alone you, you can’t even have 500 elite riders.

Ying Si still looked at Han Peng with a bright look.

As a Korean Wu'an Hou, he doesn't even have the right to divorce his wife?

Just because he was tired of the present days and wanted to seek some new joy, Ying Si destroyed his whole family?

Demon! Cold-blooded! In this chaotic world, the wrong person is never a commoner, and he should not be his own family.

But they are homeless, they are the ones who cannot eat, they are the ones who suffer, and they are the ones who suffer.

"King of Qin, you are so cruel and unjust, and you kill people like numb. Are you not afraid of being punished by God?"

Han Peng's voice was not heavy, but it was particularly clear. He was still in a state of energy just now, but now he was as if he was full of qi and blood.

Ying Si glanced at him and replied with great slightness: "So what if you are afraid?"

So what if you are not afraid?

These seem to have nothing to do with you, Marquis Wu'an. Now that you are slaughtered all over your family, these are all caused by you."

Han Peng stood up, his back was isolated.

He is just for the future of South Korea.

If Qin cannot rely on it, it will be gradually eroded. Only by being an enemy of Qin and resisting Qin will it be the way for South Korea to survive.

In the name of divorce, Han Peng thought he did nothing wrong.

"In Xinzheng, South Korea, I killed my Wu'an Hou family. Until now, the Korean guards still haven't noticed it. It's a shame, a great humiliation!"

On the other hand, this shows that Xinzheng's defense is not strict, and that South Korean soldiers are negligent in their duties.

Han Peng beat his chest and stamped his feet and roared.

On the other hand, Ying Si's face is still as furnished as jade, with a unique temperament.

It seemed that there was no sympathy at all with a pair of sword-like eyes.

That was ridicule, sarcasm! He seemed to be saying that if I wanted to kill you, Han Peng, was as simple as killing an ant.

It is rare to see a man with such a keen look, or even an emperor is rare in the world! "I ask you, if I leave Princess Liyang of Qin, do you have any regrets?"

Ying Si raised his eyebrows.

He is giving Han Peng a chance.

This is the only opportunity for the Han family to continue their bloodline! As long as Han Peng is soft on the territory of South Korea, Ying Si will let him go and leave him unscathed.

However, after Wu'an Hou was in the army for several years, the soldiers' bloodiness was still somewhat.

He laughed wildly for a few times, and suddenly said angrily: "Remorse?

If you let go of that bitch, I will never regret it; if you say hatred, it is hatred for you, Qin. I wish I could tear you, Qin, and swallow your King of Qin alive!"

Ying Si's mouth twitched: "Just say it, I will stand in front of you. If you have the ability, please come."

"King Qin, do you really think I can't kill you?"

Suddenly! Han Peng's body moved.

It was like a gust of wind.

He quickly picked up a steel knife from the ground, covered in blood, and stabbed Ying Si's chest.

As fast as lightning! This sudden move came in a flash, making Han Peng think that he was going to succeed.

However! When his knife was only one inch away from Ying Si's chest, he found that he could no longer get closer.

His body was actually stopped by a spear.

Zhao Yun exerted force, and a huge reaction force bounced out along the gun handle, and Han Peng's body instantly took several steps back.

"What a handsome shot!"

Han Peng couldn't help but praise him.

Zhao Yun had a cold look in his eyes, and he dragged a silver spear in his hand, allowing the tip of the gun to slide on the ground, sparking sparks from the bluestone ground.

Swallow ~ the sound pierces the eardrum.

"I heard about the Daming of Wu'an Hou, Zhao Yun had always wanted to compete on the battlefield, but he didn't expect that he was in this place today."

"Okay, when I kill Ying Si, we have time to compete."

Kill Ying Si?

These four words were like a warning word, which suddenly made flames pop up in Zhao Yun's eyes. He whispered: "I am a minister of Qin. Whoever wants to kill my king will kill whoever I will!"

After listening to the two of them talking for a while, Ying Si turned his head, watched the two of them coldly, and ordered: "Zilong, don't harm his life, just waste his life."

After getting off my cousin, he actually rolled the sheets with other women. I will let you not touch women for the rest of your life! No matter whether you are a celestial being or a god, no one in this world can bully my sister! Whoosh! Zhao Yun's qi flowed in his body, and he thrust his spear tip and rushed over with an extremely domineering attitude.

"Huh~" Han Peng said in surprise, abandoned his concentration, suppressed his anger and began to fight, blocking the sharp shot with his blade.

Clang! The swords and guns collided, and a series of sparks were sparked.

Very Peng's shoulders were trembling continuously due to the force of the gun.

"Is this young man born with divine power?"

Although Han Peng took this move, he tried his best.

When he recalled Zhao Yun's shocking blow, his body trembled and his face turned pale.

He stood in the distance, with bloodshot at the corner of his mouth! To be honest, all his parents were killed, and the reason why Han Peng was still supporting him is entirely because he survived with a thought.

Zhao Yun stepped on Han Peng's father's head, pressed the gun down hard, and pierced directly into the heart of the deceased.

He sneered: "Work harder, otherwise you will die worse than your father."

That is the dead! Can the dead rest in peace?

This scene made Han Peng disgusted and his heart was broken.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, his eyes were blank, he frowned with sword eyebrows, and said angrily: "You Qin people are too bullying!"

Meet on a narrow road.

Han Peng's body rushed forward again, his face was very ferocious, his figure soared, he rose into the air, and slashed down with a knife.

Qianjin fell down, and Han Peng's blade slashed at Zhao Yun's head.

Zhao Yun swung his heavy silver spear in the air, just in front of the tit-for-tat, sweeping towards the blade.

But this time, the silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand did not confront him head-on, but instead used a skillful force to break free from the constraints of the blade.

The two passed by! Immediately, Zhao Yun's body suddenly turned around, his spear turned back, and the gun pointed a cold light.

"Oh no, it's a 'return'!"

When Han Peng realized what Zhao Yun's move was, he quickly turned around to resist, but it seemed a little too late.

Puchi! Zhao Yun's shot was not biased and directly stabbed Han Peng's crotch, and his lifeblood exploded instantly.
Chapter completed!