There was a large hole in his chest that was translucent from front to back, dark red blood flowed all over the ground, and Zhao Gao, who was about to die, was still staring at a pair of eyes.

His eyes were rolled upwards, whiter than black, like a dying fish.

The man who stepped out of the carriage, the most powerful man in the land, didn't even look at him.

This made Zhao Gao let out a nervous laugh, his face was already pale, his blood-red clothes had been completely dyed red, and with the crooked high hat on his head, he didn't look like a magician who was about to perform on stage, but more like a clown who appeared in thick ink.

"It's all a joke!"

He spit out these words nervously, his eyes gradually dimmed, his right hand slammed weakly on the dirt, and a black spider in his sleeve crawled out slowly, stepping on Zhao Gao's gushing blood, and there was a faint sound of swallowing, and the black spider's abdomen gradually became blood red.

"Do you want to kill me? Being able to kill me in front of me has proven your strength, and you are qualified to be my escort. ”

Ying Zheng pressed the heavenly question on his waist, and he did not have the fear of facing death at all, but wanted to recruit Tang Xuanming.

The assembled army was all frantically gathering here, they had completed the encirclement, and slowly approached here, as strong as Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang could not kill out of Qin Shi Huang's most elite guards.

The killing game has been formed.

"I once heard a saying that when the husband is angry, blood is splashed for five steps, and the king is angry, and the blood flows thousands of miles. ”

"It's my home stadium now, just look at which of us has five steps to blood. ”

The ink eyebrows seemed to have completely turned into a mass of thick ink, and with Tang Xuanming's internal force, there seemed to be a spider web weaving on his chest.

The internal force belonging to Zhao Gao is soft and long, as if a spider has been inserted into Tang Xuanming's body, and that spider is constantly toasting and forming a web.

It's like tying up a huge prey that is about to devour it.

But Tang Xuanming didn't care about it, the long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and he practiced countless times on the seaside, and the sword that became instinct was used by him.

There seems to be a sea roaring and rushing in the body, and the internal force is gushing wildly, which is crazier than the cohesion of any internal force.

The roar of the waves could be faintly heard around him, as if he was carrying a sea behind him.

The continuous spider webs in his body were instantly broken, wrapped around the black spider, and merged into the boundless wave.

"It looks like you're choosing to die. ”

This battle seems like a long time has passed, but in fact everything happened in a short instant.

Gai Nie Weizhuang opened a bloody road, the six sword slaves were seriously injured by them, and then there was a confrontation between Wei Zhuang and Zhao Gao, taking advantage of the strength to retreat, Tang Xuanming took advantage of Zhao Gao's old power to go and the new force was not born, and he took Zhao Gao's full force to blow and kill the black spider who was the master of the heaven and earth net, hiding behind the scenes.

The Six Sword Slaves chose to be a little confused when Zhao Gao died, and when Yingzheng encountered a crisis, he still held back, and had no intention of dying for the empire.

And the cold gaze of the eighteenth prince sitting in the troika was another reason why the six sword slaves were held back.

The Eighteenth Prince didn't want the Six Sword Slaves to save the most prestigious person in the empire, so none of the Heavenly Killers and Ground Killers lurking in the shadows appeared.

Tang Xuanming, who has the most mysterious identity in the world, and Ying Zheng, who has the highest status in the world, looked directly at each other.

Ying Zheng VS Tang Xuanming!

Divine Messenger VS Ancestral Dragon!

This duel is destined to be circulated in the rivers and lakes for countless years, and even history books cannot bypass it.

Tang Xuanming practiced countless times, and the lore sword that paid all the internal force in his body was handed out like this.

Faintly between heaven and earth, an ink-colored divine dragon flashed, it was Gai Nie's hundred-step flying sword.

And everyone felt a cold and biting chill, which was the wind and water that was gradually leaving.

The electric light divine step from the Thief Saint made the distance between Tang Xuanming and Ying Zheng cross in an instant.

The infinite power of the sword was handed out like this, in the face of such a lore sword, this emperor of the ages did not dodge or dodge, and the means of dealing with it were completely beyond Tang Xuanming's expectations.

Tianwen, who was the number one in the famous sword rankings, had already been unsheathed when Tang Xuanming didn't see it, and at this moment of life and death, this world's number one sword actually broke his defense, and Tang Xuanming's left chest passed through his chest.

"Ying Zheng is actually a top martial arts master, no wonder Jing Ke will miss back then, even if there is no palace guard, you are not afraid of Jing Ke. ”

The tip of Tianwen's sword was dripping with blood, and the scarlet blood fell to the ground, flooding with bewitching blood flowers one after another.

Tang Xuanming is still alive now, just because his physique is extremely strong, and his incomparably strong vitality can support him to continue to live.

But now his vitality is like a water tank with a hole in the bottom, which is flowing out like crazy, and it can't support him for long.

"It's a pity that you know a little late. ”

Ying Zhengyun was light and light, representing the power of the Mo family giant, the Mo Mei Sword stopped at the center of his eyebrows, only touching his skin.

This one seems to have been won by him.

"Heh, don't pretend to be a big clove of garlic, the sword I poured all my internal strength into your body doesn't need to touch your body at all, the mighty sword qi has already submerged into your body, after saying this, it's your limit!"

Tang Xuanming laughed, returned the sword to the sheath, stretched out an index finger and lightly tapped it on Ying Zheng's eyebrows, this still young Emperor of the Ages was shattered into countless flesh and blood in front of him.

The sword that can break through the waves has all been submerged into Yingzheng's body, and no one in the world can survive the sword.

"Kill him, kill this imperial rebel!"

Thousands of Qin troops rushed to Tang Xuanming's side like crazy, wanting to chop him into pulp with a chaotic knife.

Tang Xuanming just looked at the Yellow River with a smile in his eyes, and the Sword Saint Gai Nie was still lingering there, not leaving.

For Tang Xuanming, the life-saving benefactor, he was unwilling to give up like this.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, it's all over!

Tang Xuanming raised his head to look at the sky, and the general of the Qin army, who had rushed the fastest, had already approached his side, and the long sword in his hand was raised high, wanting to cut off the head of this chaotic minister and thief with a sword.

But the sword that was bound to be won missed, and the general looked at the assassin in disbelief.

The assassin was slowly disappearing from head to toe, and a little bit of fluorescence fluttered between heaven and earth.

His sword slashed as if it were a shadow, and the war horse passed through Tang Xuanming's body without encountering any obstacles.

Even at the edge of the Yellow River, Gai Nie still saw this magical scene, and took a deep look at Tang Xuanming, who had disappeared into countless light rains.

Jumping into the Yellow River and submerging into countless reeds, Yingzheng's dead Qin army had no morale, and no one pursued him.

And at the bottom of the Yellow River, the huge Xuanwu swam slowly, Gai Nie turned over, faced the surprised Mo family leader, and said in a deep voice: "Yingzheng is dead." ”