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Han Xin had also heard of the matter of Han Xin leading a group of warriors and assassinating the First Emperor of Qin. He carefully examined the young man in front of him and nodded his head, then said: "So you are Han Xin, speak carefully, how can this old man not be reasonable?"

Han Huaichu asked: "That Jing Li originally had a father and mother, but senior deliberately hid his background, why?" Gai Nie coldly snorted: "This is for his own good, I'm afraid that he will follow his father's path."

Han Huaichu continued: "Jing Li will know sooner or later that he is the son of the hero Jing Ke. How long does Senior want to hide this from me? He was not an ignorant child who had the right to choose his own path. With a feud between father and son, how could Jing Li not take revenge? Although his revenge had failed, he had no regrets and went to his death generously, and truly deserved to be called the son of Jing Ke. Why did senior vent his anger on others? I actually want a young woman of the age to accompany a dying person in a land of cold and bitterness. How tyrannical is she for the rest of her life!? "

Gai Nie said angrily: "I, Gai Nie have dominated the martial arts world for dozens of years, and I have no plans or plans, what logic do I have to speak of? I won't kill this little girl to vent my hatred. I only want her to accompany me outside of the city. Since she's the daughter of an old friend, then there's no need to show any more mercy. Kid, how capable are you? How dare you frame this old man? "Quickly shut up, otherwise don't blame me."

Zhang Liang saw that Gai Nie was extremely angry, and anxiously said: "Xin Lang, this is not your fault, stop talking! "Jing Li's death will cost you hundreds of lives. Just let me accompany Uncle Gai to the desert."

Han Huaichu said excitedly: "Sister Liang, you aren't even twenty years old, and yet you're willing to accompany this rotten old man for nothing? The Great Desert Cliff is so cold and devoid of people, how could you go there? " Zhang Liang said as tears streamed down her face, "I have been to that place before, and there's nothing to be afraid of. It's just that I don't have enough ambition and I hate it. "

Gai Nie pulled Zhang Liang up, and said: "Girl, let's go." Zhang Liang gave Han Huaichu a mournful smile, and said: "Trust me, your son is precious." She then followed Gai Nie.

Han Huaichu said anxiously: "Wait!"

Gai Nie looked at Han Huaichu and asked: "Brat, do you still have anything else to say?"

Han Huaichu said in a clear voice, "Senior only needs to say a few words to be able to determine the fate of others. "If I am not talented, I am willing to experience senior's skills!"

Gai Nie could not believe his own ears. Seeing that Han Xin was only in his twenties and he was unrivalled in the martial arts world a few decades ago, yet he dared to challenge him, was he insane?

He then burst out laughing, "Brat, you are courting death, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Han Huaichu had already trained to the seventh stage, so he did not know how strong he was compared to the legendary The skilled. With a raise of his eyebrows, he shouted loudly, "Senior, please make a move!"

Gai Nie nodded slightly. "That's right! You have ambition! This old man will see what you can do. As long as you can receive three of my palms, I will let this girl go and not make things difficult for her any more. "

Han Huaichu was overjoyed: "Only three palms?" Gai Nie nodded: "Three palms."

Zhang Liang had seen Han Huaichu's martial arts before. Although she hadn't seen him for a long time, she didn't think that he would be that tall. But that Gai Nie was the strongest of the three swords, the Sword God who was invincible throughout the world. How could Zhang Liang let him die just like that?

Han Huaichu's handsome eyes looked towards Zhang Liang, his gaze filled with tenderness: "Don't worry Sister Liang, it's just three palm strikes, your messenger won't die."

Gai Nie said: "Brat, this first palm is called 'One Push Out of the Clouds', be careful."

After he had finished, he slowly raised his right hand to his chest. With a bright look in his eyes, he gathered his inner force and gently threw out a palm strike.

Gai Nie seemed to be holding back on his palm strike, his expression extremely relaxed, with a smile still hanging on his lips. Just think of this young man who didn't know his place, yet disdained to use his full strength.

There was a sudden clap of thunder. Within a radius of several meters, the wind and dust surged. The surging force swept out like a flood bursting through a dike.

Even though his actions were relaxed, Han Huaichu could immediately feel the power of this palm strike. Following that, his entire body felt like it was suffocating as an ice-cold bone piercing aura appeared in front of him.

How was this a palm? It was clearly a sword. Although the Sword God Gelenin had no sword, his heart hid the sword. With a raise of his hand, that palm power turned into an enormous sword. The tip of the sword was pointed, and it seemed to be able to pierce through the clouds and pull out the clouds so that the sun could be seen.

Sword Devil Guan Zhongxie's White Bone Evil Breaking Demonic Technique was defeated by Gai Nie's palm.

Pushing Yun Zhongri away was not just a false reputation!

Han Huaichu roared out, his Innate Genuine Qi pierced through his palm and he suddenly struck out with his palm.

A "bo" sound could be heard. It sounded like the howl of a monster that had hidden deep underground. Under the collision of the two palms, the ground sank three feet into the ground.

Han Huaichu felt a sweetness in his throat, as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and was sent flying one zhang away. As for Gai Nie, he seemed to be safe and sound, and was still in place.

Zhang Liang shouted anxiously, "Xin Lang, are you alright?" Han Huaichu felt the Qi around his body churning. It was hard to understand, how could he answer? He just shook his head, indicating that nothing was wrong.

The astonishment in Gai Nie's heart was clear in his words.

This person was so young, yet he was only able to retreat ten feet under his palm strike. Wasn't it a wonder that he didn't die on the spot?

His palm strike seemed to be even more profound than his own. It was just that the fire had not reached its peak and had not reached its peak, which was why he had suffered such a huge loss. If he had enough time, he would definitely surpass her.

Who would have thought that after not entering the Central Plains for more than ten years, he would run into this young talent.

Gai Nie suppressed his relaxed expression and asked: "Kid, who are you under?"

Han Huaichu's Innate Genuine Qi circulated around his body a few times, and the discomfort was greatly alleviated. Hearing Gai Nie's question, he replied respectfully, "My master is Qingxi Cryptonomer."

Gai Nie was moved. "So it's actually under the Three Immortal Sect. No wonder, no wonder."

The reputations of the Three Immortals far exceeded the names of the three swords that had entered society. As the leader of the three swords, Gai Nie had never met an opponent in his life, yet he had never personally experienced the Three Immortal's martial arts.

And the young man who was in his early twenties that Guigu Xuance had taught, was able to receive his ultimate move that contained a total of sixty years of power — — Pushing Yun Zhongri aside without dying. And today, when Gai Nie fought with Han Huaichu, he knew that there would be a day beyond the heavens.

Gai Nie said, "Just now, this old man's palm had only used eighty percent of my power. "Brat, how do you feel? Do you have the guts to fight again?"

The meaning of his words was obvious. He was saying that since I didn't use my full strength, you should be able to withstand it. It was better to retreat and preserve his life.

Han Huaichu's heart thumped: So Sword God Gelenin had only used eighty percent of his power just now. If I give it my all, will I still be alive? And behind him, there were two more powerful palms!

Zhang Liang sobbed, "Xin Lang, I know how deep your affection for me goes. It's better not to worry about it, just let me accompany Uncle Gai to the desert."

Han Huaichu looked at Zhang Liang's miserable and crying appearance, her heart throbbing with pain: If I give up, Sister Liang will follow that old man to the desert and waste the most beautiful time of my life. Maybe ten, maybe twenty years. She would never be able to set foot in the Central Plains again.

Han Huaichu's heroic spirit rose in his heart as he spoke out loud: "Senior, make your move!"

Gai Nie sneered, "This palm of mine, will not be merciful, receive it!"

A bright light flashed in his eyes as his right hand touched the middle finger of his index finger and slowly pushed out with a palm.

This palm strike was different from the previous one. Its style was simple and did not have any complicated changes like a "sword formed from palm energy". It was just a palm that was pushed out with all the power in his body.

However, the power behind this palm strike was far stronger than the palm strike that pushed away Yun Zhongri one at a time. The bottom of the palm was filled with the power of fierce and pure Yang, like raging waves crashing against a shore, wave after wave, endlessly surging towards Han Huaichu. It actually had the power to topple mountains and overturn seas!

The wind from his palm blew everywhere. Han Huaichu was like a small boat in a torrent, unable to control his own Han Xin as he led the martial arts group. He carefully examined the young man in front of him and nodded his head, then said: "So you are Han Xin, speak carefully, how can this old man not be reasonable?"

Zhang Liang saw that Gai Nie was angry, and anxiously said: "Xin Lang, this is none of your business, stop talking! "Jing Li's death will cost you hundreds of lives. Just let me accompany Uncle Gai to the desert."

Gai Nie seemed to be holding back on his palm strike, his expression extremely relaxed, with a smile still hanging on his lips. It seemed that this young man who did not know his place was disdainful of using his full strength.

Han Huaichu's heart thumped, "So Sword God Gelenin had only used eighty percent of his power just now. If I give it my all, will I still be alive? And behind him, there are two other powerful palms! "

Han Huaichu looked at Zhang Liang's miserable and dazzled appearance, and her heart throbbed with pain, "If I retreat, Sister Liang will follow that old man and leave the desert, wasting her life's most beautiful time. Maybe ten, maybe twenty years. She will never be able to set foot in the Central Plains again.

Wherever the wind from the palm strike swept, Han Huaichu was like a small boat in a torrent, unable to control his own body any longer. All the vital energies in his body had been completely sealed by the palm power.

Under this fierce and unparalleled push, even the mischievous stone hidden deep within the water had to reveal its figure.

Han Huaichu silently praised them, "What a 'second push to push the sky out of the water'! What a Sword God Gelenin! If you do not act now, I will die here. "

He casually moved his heart, gathering Innate Genuine Qi to its limit, extending both of his hands, slapping out at the same time.

With a "hong" sound, it was as if the world had been shattered. Han Huaichu felt as if all his internal organs had been moved, and the foul air in his chest suddenly rose. His feet moved swiftly and his body flew out like a kite with its string cut.

With this shock, Han Huaichu was only fifteen meters away, and with a "bang", he landed on the ground.

Zhang Liang rushed forward and hugged Han Huaichu, asking in shock: "Xin Lang, what's wrong?"

However, Han Huaichu's face was completely sallow, his breath was erratic, and he could not answer a single word. From the looks of it, he was already not far from death.

Zhang Liang was in great grief, as she leaned on Han Huaichu's body, and began to sob like a spring: "Xin Lang! Shinro! You are my last kin. If you die, how can I live on? "

Zhang Liang's brother died under the Qin Army Arrow in order to protect Young Master Han. Brother Jing Li had lost his life to Bo Langsha. If Eros gave up on her this time, she would no longer have any feelings for her in this world and would follow in their footsteps and commit suicide.

Golden stars flashed across Han Huaichu's eyes as he listened to the buzzing sound. He could no longer hear what Zhang Liang was saying. In his heart, he thought, "Could it be that I will die just like that?"

He suddenly thought of something, "No, if I die, who will assist Liu Bang in completing the great cause of Han Xing's death? Who would be able to compete with the Xiang Yu, the overlord of West Chu for power under the heavens? "

A thought to survive suddenly rose in his mind. Han Huaichu tried his best to concentrate as he pointed to his chest with his right hand.

Zhang Liang asked in confusion: "Xin Lang, what are you doing?" Han Huaichu reached his hand into his clothes, as if he was going to take something out. However, because of his injuries, his strength was insufficient.

Zhang Liang stretched out his slender hands, took out a cloth bag and asked: "Mister Xin, is it like this?" Han Huaichu could not hear what she was saying and only nodded his head.

Zhang Liang took out all the items from her storage bag, the more she looked, the more surprised she was, her heart full of suspicions, as she looked at Eros.

The things that were originally in the bag were all pistols, bullets, antibiotics, field daggers, fire machines, Swiss army knives, etc. Han Huaichu had brought them all from the future, which was two thousand years from now. Zhang Liang was born in the Warring States Era. When she was older than Qin, other than daggers, how would she know what these things were?

Zhang Liang brought all of these things to Han Huaichu's eyes one by one and asked: "Xin Lang, is this what you want?" Han Huaichu shook his head, one by one. When he received a small metal box that was as thick as two fingers, Han Huaichu nodded his head.

This metal box was extremely thin, its workmanship was extremely fine and smooth, Zhang Liang did not know how to make it. She opened the lid and saw three orange-yellow pills inside. "Is this it?" she asked. Han Huaichu nodded, tilted his head, and fainted.

After an unknown period of time, Han Huaichu slowly woke up. He found himself in a thatched cottage, lying on a bamboo bed. As for Zhang Liang, who had a thousand years of relationship with him, he waited by the bed. His eyes were swollen like two walnuts.

Han Huaichu's first reaction was, "So I didn't die. It must have been the combination of antibiotics that came from the future. "

Dr. Fontyn had prepared that antibiotic especially for fear that he might be in danger in the ancient times. It is a collection of modern medicine, gathering Chinese and Western medicine science and technology crystals, the selection of extremely expensive materials, a total of only three.