"Senior brother, you really have it. My five-step kill is in your hands, and there are earth-shaking changes."

Jing Ke looked at the sword technique Han Shen used now and was not stingy with his praise, "With the strength of his senior brother, he has now used this five-step kill. If he meets Wei Zhuang again, the situation should be completely different."

"Ah, maybe." Han Shen gasped and took back the sword in his hand.

Five-step winning streak is really a wonderful idea. Just talking about the talent of swordsmanship, I am indeed not as good as you, junior brother.

He recalled the last fight with Wei Zhuang. Although it was an incomplete five-step finale, Wei Zhuang did not show much difficulty in dealing with it. Even if this move has been basically perfect now, I would probably still have a delusion to fight and defeat Wei Zhuang.

But there was Gai Nie beside Ying Zheng.

"No, it's even stronger." Han Shen's eyes condensed, and the sword energy rolled onto the sword body again, and the sword lights in the hall flew randomly.

Jing Ke shrugged. In my memory, the senior brother was such a hard-working person. He didn't think much about it. He just reminded him: "The meal will start soon, don't you take a break?"

"Jing Ke, Senior Brother~" Sure enough, after a while, Li Ji was shouting.

"Senior Brother? Senior Brother? If you don't go to have a meal, Li Ji will be angry."

Jing Ke shouted several times in a row, but no response was received. He shook his head helplessly and left by himself.

After Han Shen left, the sword force was getting stronger and stronger, and the long sword was constantly trembling, "Ah, a soldier will be angry, two will be buried, and blood will be bleeding for five steps, and the world will be covered in white!"

The sword was stabbed out, and the long sword was blown into countless pieces from the hilt of the sword by violent sword energy. He clearly saw that within five steps in front of him, the air was twisted.

"Um~ Huh~" He staggered with panting, raising the hilt of the sword in his hand and smiled, "This sword is such a sword! It must be..."

Han Shen closed his eyes, held the hilt of the sword and felt the sword intent remaining around him, and his mind kept reappearing the state of the move.

Li Ji served food for both Jing Ke and Han Shen, but when she saw only one person following her, she said dissatisfiedly: "Don't you know to call Senior Brother?"

Jing Ke said that he was very innocent, "I called out a lot, but my senior brother ignored me."

Li Ji held the rice bowl, and the bamboo chopsticks in her hand stopped unconsciously. A pair of moth frowned and said worriedly: "I feel that in recent months, my senior brother has been practicing swords very hard, and he is a bit unusual."

"Is there any? He has always been like this, he used to be in Weiguo."

Jing Ke held the vegetables in his arms, swallowed them whole, and took the time to speak.

Li Ji looked at him like this and glared at him viciously, "Yes, yes, yes, you are the only one who is so heartless. I deserve the master didn't teach you the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, Humph."

Jing Ke was honestly hit by her eyes and silently scattered rice.

The two ate quietly for a while, Li Ji couldn't help but grab Jing Ke's hand, and her bright eyes were stained with a complicated look, "Jing Ke, I don't know why, I always feel frightened. I know that you and your senior brother are perfecting a martial arts, and maybe you can enter the realm of great success. But, is the better the martial arts really the stronger the martial arts? I watched you keep getting stronger, but I feel less and less secure."

Jing Ke put down the bamboo chopsticks, wrapped her hands with his own hands, and comforted him: "But if he doesn't become stronger, wouldn't he feel even less secure? Don't worry, don't think too much."

"……Um."

"Ahem, what are you talking about?" Han Shen coughed and walked into the room to sit down.

Li Ji smiled at him, "It's nothing. Senior brother, you have been practicing martial arts so hard these days. I'm a little worried about your body."

Han Shen stretched out his right hand and wanted to serve the bowl, but suddenly felt a little thrilling. He picked up chopsticks with his right hand as if nothing had happened, and at the same time he used his left hand to bring the bowl in front of him.

"I'm worried, senior brother, you don't know how good my martial arts are. I've practiced swords for more than ten years, so what's there to worry about?" He looked at the dishes here, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

Li Ji, this is probably the last time my senior brother sat here.

Li Ji turned her head to look at him while picking up the food, and said in confusion: "Senior Brother?"

"Ha, I just made a breakthrough and I was still immersed in it. Sorry, my senior brother should be punished. I will eat three more bowls today."

Jing Ke raised his eyebrows, tilted his head to Li Ji and said with a cunning look on his face: "Hey, senior brother said you cooked so badly."

Li Ji gently pinched his ear and said, "I'll beg you, my senior brother doesn't have this intention."

"Let go, it's your credit for my ears getting bigger and bigger!"

"Hahaha..." Han Shen laughed.

Jing Ke, if you dare to let Li Ji suffer any grievance, I will definitely teach you a lesson when I get to the bottom.

The time of this meal passed quietly. Han Shen returned to his bedroom, wrote a letter and hid it, and then resolutely jumped out of the house.

...

"Yan Dan."

“Brother Hanshen.”

In the secret room in the Yan Prince's Mansion, Han Shen and Yan Dan sat face to face.

Yan Dan asked: "Are you sure?"

Han Shen replied: "Five-step kills, I need to get close to Ying Zheng's five steps."

"In the suburbs of Handan, there is a crushed tomb. It is the ancestral tomb of Zhao Ji's family, the biological mother of Ying Zheng. If you hide in the tomb, Ying Zheng will walk into you five steps."

Han Shen thought for a moment and shook his head, "I can hide in the grave, but no trace left will be erased, and the flaws will be seen by the masters around Ying Zheng."

Yan Dan had expected it, nodded and said, "Someone will help you get rid of these traces."

"who?"

"I, Zhao people, Zheng."

A figure appeared in the secret room. Han Shen sensed the master's breath, glanced at Yan Dan, "This is..."

Yan Dan introduced: "One of the four masters under Zhao Wangyan, Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, and even Zhao Wangqian, were willing to be a dog for Qin. But there are always some people who are bloody."

Zhao Zheng looked at Han Shen, and his cold words shot out like sword energy: "I can touch every grass and tree in Handan with my eyes closed. I hope your sword can really pierce Ying Zheng's heart."

"Your country is Zhao State. My home country is Wei State." Han Shen's eyes changed, and black gas rose from the secret room in an instant, and countless cracks were cut out of the stone bricks. "This is my sword of revenge."

"What a sword of revenge." Zhao Zheng recognized his strength.

"Brother Han Shen..." Yan Dan's words came to his mouth, and it seemed a little difficult to speak.

"I know. Such behavior cannot be implicated in the Mo family or the Yan State. Let me destroy my face."

After saying that, Han Shen walked to the side of the prepared couch, tied his hair completely behind his head, and lay down on it.

"Go on."

Yan Dan tapped Han Shen's acupoint, took out a small bottle of medicine, put on a pair of gloves with no visible material, and applied the medicine to his face.

The blue smoke rose in the secret room, and Han Shen's face made a slight "squeak" sound, and the meridians on his neck were so painful that they were highlighted one by one.

After a whole incense stick, Yan Dan's hoarse voice rang, "Brother Han Shen..."

"There is no one in this world." He sat up, holding his face with a rotten face.

Jing Ke and Li Ji will never recognize this senior brother again. Of course, they have no chance to identify him.
Chapter completed!