Ming Huang's sword qi contained rolling killing intent, and as soon as he came into contact with Pixiu, he tore a large piece of it from Pixiu's body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Poof!"

Among the few Heavenly End Army, dozens of soldiers of the Heavenly End Army suddenly spat blood. His expression suddenly withered.

Song Fan, who was in the middle of the formation, was also injured a lot. The corners of his mouth also overflowed with a wisp of red.

It's not that the battle spirit formed by the Heavenly End Army is too weak, but that Wei Zhuang after breaking through the innate is too strong.

"Not bad......" Wei Zhuang glanced at Pixiu, who was roaring in pain, and said softly.

The previous sword qi seemed to be casual, but in fact, Wei Zhuang also used fifty percent of his strength.

With such strength, he failed to defeat the not huge Pixiu in front of him, which he had never encountered since he broke through the innate nature.

"The whole army!" Song Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, and then raised the silver spear in his hand high, with a hint of death in his eyes.

"Stand down......"

Above the end of the sky, the roaring Pixiu suddenly quieted down because of Yingzheng's words.

"You are my favorite general, and your duty is to defend the country of Great Qin. Dying here is too wronged for you. ”

Ying Zheng held the Tianwen Sword in his hand, slowly crossed the Tianquan Army that was waiting for him, and walked in front of Wei Zhuang and the others.

"Ying Zheng!"

"Ying Zheng ......"

looked at Yingzheng who was defenseless and walked to the front of the Tiandu Army. The rebels of the Nongmo family, as well as Wei Zhuang's faces, showed different expressions.

Yan Dan's hatred, Tian Guang's jealousy, and Wei Zhuang's solemnity can be described as colorful.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, Ying Zheng put the Tianwen Sword in his hand on the ground, and his hands were even more casually on the hilt of the sword.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ”

At the top of the huge mountain, there was only a slightly cool sound of wind left. Ying Zheng's black-on-black and gold-edged dragon robe hunted in the mountain wind.

Under the beaded curtain of the crown, Ying Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, but his eagle-like gaze became more sharp.

"I'm here! Rebels, if you want to take my life, try it! Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, but it had a hint of mockery.

Ying Zheng's strong attitude made everyone involuntarily clench the weapons in their hands. As if, this is the only way to give them a sense of security.

"Humph!"

Perhaps realizing that his momentum was suppressed by Yingzheng, Wei Zhuang couldn't help but snort coldly and mocked: "An empire with a territory of thousands of miles actually needs the head of a country to personally protect it, and such an empire has really run out of gas." ”

"The Empire is my Empire. Could it be that I want to be like those destroyed kings of the Six Kingdoms, wagging my tail and begging for mercy before the blade of the sword? ”

Ying Zheng chuckled lightly and slowly closed his eyes, as if he didn't even bother to look at Wei Zhuang and the others.

"The Son of Heaven guards the country, Daqin is not the first Zhou, he only knows how to exist in the princes, and he lives a free life. My empire, even if it is going to die, must not die at the hands of those who are waiting for you! ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, but Ying Zheng's words made the Tiandu Army and the ministers behind him all boil.

The lord humiliates his ministers to death, and the king of a country can still die for the country, how can they not be willing to give up their few remnants?

Ying Zheng's words not only made the momentum of everyone in the empire rise, but also made a number of anti-Qin forces can't help but start to waver.

No one is a fool to stand here. Yingzheng's courage is really much higher than those six kings in the past.

Who wouldn't want to serve under such a king?

"If that's the case, then it's a pity......" Wei Zhuang said coldly, as if he was not affected by Ying Zheng's words.

"When that's done, it's time to get down to business!"

At this time, Yan Dan on the side also stood up. There was a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

He is the prince of Yan Kingdom, he has no choice!

"I said, you are not qualified!"

A dragon's roar sounded in everyone's ears. Ying Zheng suddenly pulled out the Tianwen Sword in his hand, and the black dragon in gold and armor roared out.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In the black light, there were bursts of blood. With just one sword, many of the Nongmo disciples who didn't react had fallen permanently.

In the whistling sound, Wei Zhuang, who was originally extremely confident, was also injured in that sword light. On the wide clothes, there were a lot of sword marks, which looked extremely embarrassing.

As for the head of the peasant family, as well as the leader of the Mo family, they are also not much better. It was just a moment, and many people were injured.

The external sword wound is still secondary, and the most important thing is the majestic immortal power that Ying Zheng burst out in that extreme event, which made them all breath chaotic.

Of course, this is still because Wei Zhuang is in front of him, otherwise, they are not much different from those ordinary disciples.

In front of the Yuanying powerhouse, these innate martial artists are almost no different from mortals.

However, before these hall masters and leaders could come back to their senses, there was a majestic aura in the sky again.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

A muffled sound came from the sky. Everyone couldn't help but look at Yingzheng in the sky, who was fighting with Wei Zhuang in the sky.

No, maybe it's not appropriate to use the words of a big war. The battle between Yingzheng and Wei Zhuang should be said to be just a game between adults and children.

Originally, Wei Zhuang, who was almost invincible in front of them. It was like a powerless child, who was beaten everywhere by Yingzheng like rags.

"He, when did he become so strong......" Yan Dan muttered softly, unable to believe everything in front of him.

As Ying Zheng said, with Wei Zhuang's strong strength, it was all one-sided in front of him. What are these people who have not yet broken through the innate nature?

Ant? Thief?

Whatever it is, in short, the plan now looks like a farce. A farce for little children.

The battle will not stop because everyone is stunned and regretful.

Today's losses, even for a vast empire, cannot be ignored. In the past, there was no chance, but now that they took the initiative to send them to the door, Yingzheng wanted to completely strangle these culprits of the troubled empire in the cradle.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and in the sky, Wei Zhuang, who was still barely supporting, finally fell to the ground in a bit of embarrassment.

The white hair is now stained with a dense layer of blood. Up and down, it seems, there is no good place.

"Whew!"

The sound of the dragon's breath sounded in everyone's ears, even overshadowing the original whirring wind.

Ying Zheng stood on top of the huge dragon head, indifferently looked at the group of people below who looked like ants, and raised the Tianwen Sword in his hand high.

I don't know when, on the Tianwen Sword, there was a trace of red light. The black dragon's scarlet dragon eyes also looked even more bewitching.