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Chapter 137: Ying Zheng leaves, Xuan Jian kills

Han Fei looked solemn: "The laws of heaven and earth must be enforced without delay. We can identify treachery with tactics and stop punishment with punishment."

This is the slogan of the Legalists and also the slogan of Liusha. It was proposed by Han Fei and later became the slogan of the Legalists.

The law comes from between heaven and earth. The laws made between heaven and earth must be enforced without slacking and cannot be stopped. Only in this way can the stability of the world be promoted.

The meaning of "using tactics to identify treachery and using punishment to stop punishment" is to use certain strategies and means to distinguish loyalty from treachery, and then use severe punishment under the criminal law to prevent the common people and treacherous people from breaking the law, thus achieving the final result of no need for punishment.

This is the method in Han Fei's mind, and also the goal that Han Fei wants to achieve.

Ying Zheng stretched out his right hand and said sincerely: "Sir, are you willing to join me in creating the dream of a country that will last for thousands of years?"

Han Fei stared at Ying Zheng and remained silent.

Suddenly, Han Fei smiled and said, "My law requires a powerful king, and Master Shang is just the right person."

"But now is not the best time."

Ying Zheng smiled cheerfully: "Sir, I'll wait for this opportunity to come."

Han Fei is now concerned about the Kingdom of Han and it is impossible for him to help Ying Zheng at this time. Ying Zheng knows this well.

As for the opportunity Han Fei mentioned, Ying Zheng is waiting and will also create this opportunity.

After a long time, Ying Zheng stepped onto the carriage and disappeared into the night under the escort of Gai Nie and Li Si.

Han Fei and the other two watched Ying Zheng walk away, but they felt uneasy in their hearts.

Zi Nu said worriedly: "Now, the crisis of King Qin has been resolved, and Han will not be retaliated by Qin."

"Mu Feng deceived everyone by pretending to be Master Shang to lure Ba Linglong and Ji Wuye. Ye Mu also lured the tiger away from the mountain. We defeated them one by one, and the quicksand could not gather together."

"Right now, the biggest crisis lies with Mu Feng."

Han Fei frowned. This was what he was most worried about. He immediately said, "Let's go and support Brother Mu immediately."

Zi Nu performed Qing Gong and her figure flashed quickly: "Mu Feng is in danger, I will go ahead."

After saying that, he spurred his horse into a gallop, leaving the two people behind him looking at each other in bewilderment.

Zhang Liang said: "It seems that Miss Zi Nu is very worried about Brother Mu, Brother Han, is there any way to resolve the crisis now?"

Han Fei sighed: "There will definitely be a big battle next, but later, we need to deal with Ji Wuye and the Imperial Guards as soon as possible."

"Zifang, you have a special status, so you can only stay outside the city. Don't enter the city tonight."

Zhang Liang nodded, knowing that his identity meant he couldn't get involved: "Take care, Brother Han."

Zhang Liang bowed and watched Han Fei leave.

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Mu Feng stood up, holding the Iron Horse Ice River Sword in his hand. The sword was filled with coldness and emitted bright moonlight.

Mu Feng said calmly: "Black and White Xuan Jian, Luowang Tianzi First Class, it is indeed good."

The true energy in his body is circulating, he is full of fighting spirit, his white clothes are fluttering, his sword intent is bursting out, and the golden true energy is enveloping Mu Feng.

Opposite him was Hei Bai Xuan Jian who had just woken up, holding two swords and looking aloof.

Xuan Jian was wearing a dark blue tights, tight leggings that showed off his tall and slender figure. His black hair was casually tied up with a blue headband and a red ribbon, leaving a few strands of hair floating and dancing with the red ribbon, quite lightly.

His posture was steady, full of murderous intent, there was a cross-shaped sword mark on his face, his steps were steady and powerful, and his whole body was neat and tidy.

There was a big hole on the top, and moonlight poured down, shining between the two of them. The roof around the hole was completely shattered, and the beams were crumbling. Cold wind blew into the room, and the temperature here dropped again.

The two men looked calm as they stared at each other with a strong desire to fight. Their astonishing sword intentions were constantly intersecting at this moment.

Xuan Jian suddenly stopped, holding a black sword in his right hand. The sword was pitch black, but full of bloody aura. This black sword had killed many people, which is why the bloody aura was so strong.

In his left hand was a shining white sword. The sword was snow-white all over. Under the moonlight, it seemed invisible, and it also exuded a bloody scent.

The Eight Swords of King Yue, Black and White Xuan Jian, these are two peerless weapons that showed their bloody side today.

Xuan Jian looked calm and had a strong aura. His powerful strength gave him great confidence and made him feel extremely relaxed.

The black sword in his hand pointed straight ahead, with a proud look on his face: "My prey, let me kill it."

Mu Feng stood still calmly, the Iron Horse Ice River Sword in his hand trembling and humming softly, the opponent in front of him caused the famous sword to resonate.

Xuan Jian stabilized his fighting power, the black sword pointed directly at Mu Feng, full of killing intent, holding the white sword in his left hand, holding it on his left shoulder, with a provocative look: "This is a good sword, but it's a pity that it doesn't drink enough blood, and it has killed too few enemies. It's sharp, but the killing intent is still lacking."

Mu Feng looked calm and said, "Everyone has a unique understanding of the sword, be it for killing, guarding, or self-preservation. If the killing intent lacks the right intensity, Luo Wang Xuan Jian's blood will definitely make up for it."

"It's a pity that a great swordsman became a slave to the sword because of grudges."

"Eight swords of King Yue, each sword is a deadly weapon. In order to become stronger, you gave up your swordsmanship and chose to accept Luowang's black and white swords. You also became a deadly weapon."

"Xuan Jian, a sword becomes a person's name, ridiculous."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian's momentum stagnated, but at that moment he suddenly became as cold as ice, his expression froze, and his eyes were murderous.

Xuan Jian was also a great swordsman. His powerful strength made him the leader among the seven countries. He was extremely powerful and traveled across the seven countries.

Unfortunately, the current Xuan Jian is perfectly compatible with the two swords in his hands. His strength has increased, but at the same time, he has become a slave to the swords. A generation of swordsmen disappeared, and when he returned he was notorious and became Luowang's thug, with a bad reputation.

Xuan Jian lowered his head and sneered: "Grudges, grudges."

He raised the black sword in his right hand again. The black sword became brighter and brighter in the bright moonlight, and shadows flashed in the air.

Xuan Jian looked proud: "This black sword has killed one hundred and thirty-six people for revenge."

At the same time, the white sword in his left hand was swung out, and his hands crossed in the air, with the two swords crossing to form a deadly cross, shining with cold light.

He continued, "This white sword has killed one hundred and fifty-four people in order to repay a favor."

Xuan Jian clenched his hands backwards, and the black sword and the white sword instantly pointed downwards. The tips of the swords touched the bottom plate, creating sparks.

Xuan Jian stepped forward step by step, his two swords rubbing against the ground as he moved. As Xuan Jian got closer, two flames also burned along with him.

The powerful aura approached Mu Feng and said in a cold voice: "In order to practice the strongest swordsmanship, the number of injured and disabled people under the black and white swords is countless."

Xuan Jian's whole body of true energy burst out, and his aura was fully open. He was at the peak of the late Grandmaster stage, just half a step away from being a Grandmaster.

The aura of killing covered the entire place, and the fierce murderous intent was directed at the enemy in front of them. It was majestic and murderous.

Mu Feng's true energy also burst out from his body, and he used all his strength at the peak of the middle stage of the Grandmaster stage to push forward his energy. The energy of the two men collided in the air.

The coldness of the Iron Horse Glacier Sword in his hand was rapidly decreasing, and the coldness caused frost to appear around him, with ice and fire complementing each other.

Xuan Jian's two swords kept sliding on the ground, without any pause. With every step, his momentum became stronger, his murderous intent became stronger, and the bloodiness in his eyes became stronger with every step. There was murderous intent at every step.