Little Sword Emperor Zuo Jie.

Not only was he the only son of the First Sword Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, but he was also the commander of the Royal Guards.

Therefore, he has a very high status and does not need to salute his sons when he meets a royal family head-on.

At this time, facing Qin Hao, Zuo Jie was extremely arrogant and arrogant.

"Are you sure, you want to stop me?" Qin Hao looked at Zuo Jie and made a cold voice.

Originally, he didn't want to face the queen so soon, after all, his current cultivation level is not too strong.

However, the queen actually openly sent Zuo Jie, the little sword emperor, to stop him from looking for opportunities and luck from the royal treasury.

This has violated Qin Hao's bottom line.

The aura of his body gradually became as cold as a knife, and a faint terrifying sword intent spread out from Qin Hao.

"You are just a sword king, do you want to move a sword with me?" Zuo Jie sensed the sword intent and couldn't help but look surprised.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Then, Zuo Jie let out a long roar and his whole body instantly soared into the air.

"Boom!"

He pulled out the long sword carrying the snow, and slashed at the ground below.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a huge gap was torn apart by a huge sword light.

Zuo Jie stepped high above the sky, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his murderous aura spread all over the world, saying, "Qin Hao, if you dare to cross this boundary, don't blame me for attacking you. Although I can't kill you, I will destroy you on the spot, saying that you trespassed the palace and ignored the laws and regulations of the Great Qin Dynasty. What do you think?"

Zuo Jie said at this time, his handsome face was full of gloomy murderous intent.

As the Little Sword Emperor, Zuo Jie is originally a powerful top genius comparable to the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

Now, he has obtained a set of ancient swordsmanship from the eldest prince Qin Wudao.

His current strength is many times stronger than before.

Although Qin Hao killed the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, he was not taken seriously by Zuo Jie.

"You want to ruin me?" Qin Hao looked up slightly, looked at Zuo Jie, and then slowly said: "Okay, then as you wish, I ruin you too."

"boom!"

A huge and immense aura emanated from Qin Hao in an instant.

"boom!"

A very terrifying sword intent sharpness rushed out of Qin Hao's sky spirit cap at this moment.

Behind him, a huge and majestic phantom of the ancient emperor seemed to have come from ancient times and stood proudly between heaven and earth.

This ancient emperor's phantom was holding a towering giant sword in his hand, and the giant sword appeared in a golden color.

"boom!"

It was slashed down with one sword, like the God of Heaven's Sword smashed down. The surrounding void of the sword evolved into four ancient and vicissitudes of visions.

It is full of the thickness of history and the great spirit of the ancient Chinese country.

The great figure holding a giant sword was Xuanyuan Huangdi!

At this moment, Qin Hao instantly stimulated the mythical genes of the Xuanyuan Sword Soul in his body, released huge power, and wanted to defeat Zuo Jie immediately without giving him any chance to breathe.

He knew very well that Zuo Jie, the little sword emperor, was very powerful.

So powerful that if he faces head-on and engages in a war of attrition, he will definitely be killed by Zuo Jie.

Even if Luo Shuihan is helping around, he is not Zuo Jie's opponent.

So Qin Hao didn't even think about it. He instantly released such a powerful and terrifying sword to catch Zuo Jie off guard.

"Xuanyuan Sword Soul! The sun and the moon change! The country is so heavy! The torrent of the times!"

"Chop me!"

Qin Hao yelled and took action.

With the sword slashed, a terrifying artistic conception of a sword against the sky and a huge aura of human power over the heavens were released in an instant.

Under this sword, it was like a torrent of the times, rumbled through the void, and could destroy any existence.

"What? The meaning of this sword is so huge and boundless!"

At this moment, Zuo Jie actually felt an irresistible sense of powerlessness and insignificance!

"No!"

"My destiny is up to me, not to God!"

"This sword is just a bluff, it is Qin Hao's most powerful attack. After this sword, he is the lamb to be slaughtered!"

Zuo Jie's heart was strong. At this moment, he saw through Qin Hao's plan. He suddenly stood up against the will of heaven and let out a long roar.

"Killing Sword Intention!"

"The ancient swordsmanship of killing!"

"Break it for me! Break it! Break it!"

Zuo Jie roared, and he raised his sword to the sky, and the snow-like sword in his hand burst into the divine light of killing, piercing the sword that was slashed at Qin Hao.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A terrifying collision occurred in the sky, the sun was dark, the divine light splashed, and the sword energy teared the earth and the sky.

"What a terrifying power!"

On the ground, a group of golden-armored guards looked shocked. Looking at the shocking scene in the sky, they felt that two gods were fighting.

"boom!"

"ah!!!"

Suddenly at this moment, the divine light dissipated and the sky became blue as blue.

Bang!

A tall figure, holding a broken sword in his hand, fell from the sky, and "dengdeng" took several steps back.

It's Zuo Jie!

At this time, his breath was sluggish and his whole body was shattered, but he blocked Qin Hao's hard attack.

"Hahaha! Qin Hao, you are exhausted! I see how you can fight against me!" Zuo Jie laughed.

Qin Hao's face was pale at this time, and he supported his body with the Long Han sword. He stood there, suddenly grinned and said, "My strength has been exhausted, but have you forgotten that I have another helper?"

"You! What?!"

After hearing Qin Hao say this, Zuo Jie immediately felt his hair standing upside down.

But it's too late.

"Puff"

An ice crystal holy sword, the cold and hard tip of the sword, had pierced his throat.

"Click!"

The terrifying cold air instantly freezes Zuo Jie's vitality.

"You...you have entered the realm of the Sword Emperor..."

Zuo Jie turned his head with difficulty and saw Luo Shuihan's beautiful face. His eyes were terrified and his eyes widened.

Only the sword emperor of the same level can hide his sword intent from his sense of consciousness, and he came to him without knowing it.

"Bang!"

After Zuo Jie said the last sentence, his tall body fell to the ground.

The little sword emperor Zuo Jie, who was powerful in the capital of the Qin Dynasty, was completely killed and fell into Qin Hao's hands.

"Dead!"

"The commander is dead!"

"Killed by the Ninth Prince and Shao Siming!"

The eyes of a group of golden-armored guards around him were filled with fear, and there was endless shock.

In their eyes, the Little Sword Emperor is a genius who shocked the past and present.

In the future, the peerless swordsman who is destined to leave the ancient realm and is famous in the land of Jiuzhou.
To be continued...