Chapter 110: Thoughts Regarding the Yin-Yang School!

Where the sword light passed, life withered.

Ying Zheng did not know where Su Xuan was, but after seeing this dazzling sword light, he knew that Su Xuan had taken action. Even the top-tier experts of the Net were like ants in Su Xuan's hands, let alone these dead-soldier assassins.

The only thing they could rely on was their numbers.

If it were before, Ying Zheng might have thought that numbers were also useful against experts.

If ten people didn't work, then a hundred; if a hundred didn't work, then a thousand. As long as they were not afraid of death, they could exhaust the so-called experts to death.

Until he met Su Xuan.

First, there was the wind-controlling technique; that day in Wang Yi's military camp, he carried him through without obstruction, and even with a thousand troops, it was difficult to get close. Then there was the flying sword across the sky; he didn't even need to fight the enemy, and the flying sword wantonly took the lives of the enemies.

Just like now, Su Xuan had not appeared, and these two swords flew across the sky.

This greatly relieved the pressure on the surrounding guards.

Blood light flashed past continuously, and one assassin after another died one after another.

On a rooftop, Yan Yan Lingji looked at Su Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged with an expression that was calm and unruffled, and could not help but exclaim: "Your strength has improved a lot compared to before."

"People will naturally improve. If I were to stagnate, that would be a big problem!"

This sounded like there was no problem, but if it came from Su Xuan's mouth, it was the biggest problem.

It was very reasonable for people to improve. At least, from Yan Yan Lingji's own feelings, she had improved a lot compared to herself during the Battle of Regarding Baiyue.

But Su Xuan's improvement was too fast, wasn't it?

From the Han State to the Qin State, it had only been a few months, and Su Xuan's strength had risen another level.

That day outside Xinzheng, Su Xuan used his sword to kill the White Armor Army. It looked easy, but Yan Yan Lingji had been standing by Su Xuan's side and could see that Su Xuan was very serious when using the sword. It could be said that his entire mind was placed on the sword, and only in this way could he kill everyone where the white light rose.

Then what about now?

Although Su Xuan was also using his sword to kill enemies, he was not that serious and even had the mood to chat with her, which showed that using the sword to kill people now did not put as much pressure on Su Xuan as before.

Either Su Xuan didn't use his full strength when killing the White Armor Army that day, or he had made progress.

Yan Yan Lingji was more inclined toward the latter.

Yan Yan Lingji sighed in her heart and looked forward again. The place where she and Su Xuan were was very high, and she could see the imperial road leading to the Ying clan's ancestral temple at a glance. On the imperial road, countless dead soldiers were constantly launching attacks on Ying Zheng, while Ying Zheng, under the escort of many guards brought from Xianyang, continued to head toward the ancestral temple.

Even though the crisis had not ended, Ying Zheng's footsteps had not stopped, and he continued to head toward the ancestral temple.

Su Xuan, while manipulating the flying swords—two swords in the sky, taking the lives of many dead soldiers—chatted casually with Yan Yan Lingji: "It seems there are more people wanting to be opportunists today than I imagined!"

"How so?"

Yan Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"Literally!" Su Xuan explained to Yan Yan Lingji: "Lao Ai wants to take the opportunity to kill Ying Zheng; Lu Lu Buwei is waiting for Lao Ai to bring back good news to sit and reap the benefits; some are hiding in the dark, watching coldly, intending to be the final winner; and some want to take the opportunity to gain the King of Qin's favor and use the power of the Qin State to realize their own ambitions step by step..."

Yan Yan Lingji did not understand Su Xuan's words.

Suddenly, she saw Su Xuan look toward a certain place ahead.

On the eaves not far away, a graceful figure flashed by, and with the disappearance of the other party, it seemed that an illusion of a Golden Crow also disappeared.

"Who is she?"

Yan Yan Lingji's brows raised. Even if it was just a fleeting glance, she felt a great threat; it was the pressure brought by a high-level person facing the same type of technique.

'Does that woman also practice fire-type techniques?'

Yan Yan Lingji thought to herself.

Su Xuan's voice sounded, answering her question: "If I am not mistaken, it should be the Eastern Sovereign of the Yin-Yang School!"

"The Yin-Yang School? I didn't expect them to have come to the Qin State?" Yan Yan Lingji had heard of the Yin-Yang School; it was considered a rather mysterious sect among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

"Five hundred years ago, the Yin-Yang School rebelled and left the Daoist School to establish its own sect. The ancestral land of the Daoist School is right here in the Qin State, so the Yin-Yang School could originally be considered a sect of the Qin State. Although many years ago, because of the sect leader Zou Yan, it once served the Yan State, it is not surprising that someone brought the Yin-Yang School back to the Qin State after Zou Yan died."

Because he controlled the Night, Su Xuan also knew many secrets between the Hundred Schools of Thought. Back when he was in the Han State, when he was bored, he had once read through the files in the Night a little.

For him, who practiced many techniques, his memory now could not be compared to ordinary people. He could easily remember those files he had read.

After explaining the reason for the Yin-Yang School's presence in the Qin State, Su Xuan could not help but think of the various behaviors of the Yin-Yang School in the original work.

There was no doubt that to a certain extent, the Yin-Yang School and his purpose were the same: both were leaning on the big tree of the Qin State, wanting to use the powerful strength of the Qin State to achieve their own goals.