"All living beings in the world, almost all those who know it, think that the 'appearance of the emperor' is a symbol that indicates that a person is qualified to become the supreme king, and it is a miracle that does not happen in a thousand years. There is nothing wrong with this statement, but it is too shallow for the definition of 'the appearance of the emperor'. This extreme feature on top of the shape is not just a metaphor for the 'emperor'. ”

"The appearance of the emperor is the reflection of Providence in the world, and it symbolizes the direction of the fate of the world and the times from a very small chess point." "The origin of all the great changes in the world and the times can finally be traced back to one person. Such a person who starts from the subjective consciousness, puts his beliefs into action, and guides the direction of the changes in the world in accordance with the providence in the dark, is the person who is destined for fate, that is, the person who has the appearance of an emperor. ”

"And the historical legends and rumors in the three realms, there are at least three kinds of emperors who have no basis for sayings." "'Dragon's Bright Pupil' is one of them. So in the past thousand years, the only Yingzheng who has the 'Dragon's Bright Pupil' is the one who was chosen by fate. In other words, now, at least for now—"

"Ying Zheng is the will of heaven." When he finished the last sentence, the man couldn't help but sigh. "Yingzheng is the will of heaven?" Zhang Liangning frowned heavily and repeated the last words the man said in disbelief. Cold tears froze in his eyes, reflecting the extreme complexity in his static gaze, although the man's large passage had explained in as much detail as possible the symbol of the so-called "emperor's appearance", but he still couldn't understand - no, it was unacceptable, he couldn't accept the fact that Ying Zheng, who they had been fighting against, was actually the one chosen by fate, and he couldn't accept that Ying Zheng represented the providence at this moment.

If that's what they've been doing, then what have they been doing all along? And the man stared at Zhang Liang's eyes and bowed his head slightly. "In fact, a lot of things have happened that can prove the ultimate meaning of the 'Emperor's Appearance'......"

"In the Black Land Ling Pool, Ying Zheng relied on a human life, but he was able to merge with the elemental ancient candle dragon. Although the connection of the king's blood played a large role in this, how incredible is it to completely cross species and cross the essence of life? Even if there is a chance of success, how low are the odds for yourself? ”

"But Yingzheng did it, and with almost a 1 in 10 million chance of realizing the miracle of the fusion of man and candle dragon!" "Not only that, after fusing with the Candle Dragon, in the struggle between him and the Candle Dragon's will to live, he was even able to defeat the ancient divine beast Candle Dragon, and once became the main will of this supernatural fusion life, controlling the Candle Dragon's original elemental body, above the sky!"

"And the fact that his dragon pupil invalidates your 'Spirit Manipulation', needless to say...... But in the end, the battle turned around, and even Arthur the Lionheart showed his true face, and a move of 'Justice Verdict' determined the general trend, but even so, he failed to kill Yingzheng! "Isn't all of this telling the story? It is precisely because Yingzheng, who has the appearance of an emperor, is the person chosen by fate, so no matter what happens, no matter what dangerous situation he encounters, in fact, it is a 'bump' that fate has already prepared. He will definitely succeed in getting through all this, because fate has long destined him to achieve his historical mission of surpassing the Three Realms. ”

"That's why I said, Yingzheng's pair of 'dragon pupils' are more meaningful than all the efforts and costs that all of you have done so far." "Because of him, he represents the will of heaven." Zhang Liang sat quietly in the void, so silent that there was no sound, his face was lowered, and his eyes had long since dried up with tears.

It was quiet for a long time before he spoke slowly. "And what are we?" Zhang Liang's gaze fell on the ancient book of Yanling, looked at the red bloodstains and said softly, "Since fate has already settled everything, then what are we, even the hundreds of thousands of enemy and enemy soldiers, those of us who do not have the 'appearance of the emperor', everything we have paid from beginning to end, everything we have worked hard for?" ”

"A, farce?" The man sighed silently, but did not speak, and then his eyes also fell on the ancient book of Yanling, looking at the red bloodstain like Zhang Liang. After a long time, he finally spoke slowly.

"Chess pieces." "It can be regarded as advancing the fate of the Three Realms era in this historical transition, chess pieces" Zhang Liang smiled, the corners of his mouth smiled silently, but in fact, there was no trace of emotional change on his face. "In that case, why should Providence let a chess piece see the prophecy and the truth?" At the end of the words, Zhang Liang, whose face was cold, stretched out his hand and wanted to close the blood-red and dazzling book.

The man looked at Zhang Liang's gaze, but bowed his head silently, sighing and hesitating. But just as his hand was hanging over the book, a sharp light shot from the left, causing a wave of surprise in the silence of the two of them.

Zhang Liang subconsciously raised his fallen hand, covered his eyes, and turned his gaze again, looking through the gap between his fingers at the void on the left, the only open window picture. The sharp light obviously appeared from the picture, because the light was too strong and the focus was too small for a certain moment, so that the two of them felt the sharp and dazzling light. However, this also shows something about what is going on in the outside world.

So Zhang Liang and the man both stared closely, only to see that in the picture that reflected Qianjiangling in real time, countless lightsabers flying in the night sky suddenly appeared, and many of them flew quickly in the direction of the window, thus causing those sharp and compelling lights.

Seeing this, the man turned his head silently and said to Zhang Liang in a deep voice: "The vision of this window is projected from the eyes of your body outside. So these lightsabers are flying towards you. "It seems that a lot of things are going on outside while we are talking."

The man said, but his face was as calm as water, and Zhang Liang was expressionless. Although countless sharp lightsabers were flying towards Zhang Liang's body, and the unconscious Zhang Liang couldn't move, none of them had a trace of worry. Because Zhang Liang will be fine, and if there is something, he will never die - just like the prophecy, Zhang Liang will survive in the end anyway.

After all, all this is the result of Providence's calculations, and they have nothing to worry about. One should only rejoice. But Zhang Liang didn't have joy on his face, only silence, and there was sadness and coldness in the silence.

He suddenly thought of Xiang Yu, who committed suicide with his sword, and thought of Xiang Yu's roar when he knew his death prophecy—"You madmen! "Die to all of you, ants who are enemies of me!" Alone in the thick sky of the night, Ying Zheng let out a final roar. At this moment, his expression was angry and hideous, and a pair of shining dragon pupils seemed to be burning with fire. His mouth opened wide, and in the midst of hysteria in his voice, he opened his eyes wide, letting all the hatred and anger fall to the earth.

The moment the roar ended, Ying Zheng stretched out his hands and quickly formed a complex and strange knot in front of him. The breathing pulse grew inch by inch, and the profound magic blue energy surging with it. At the mouth of the wrist, in the palm, in the fingers, and at the fingertips, the deep and rich magic blue was released outward along all the meridian acupuncture points, and in an instant, it was refined into dark golden demonic energy. The dazzling and dazzling light bloomed in an instant, blooming like a dark golden epiphany on the hands of Ying Zheng's seal. At the same time, in the void behind Ying Zheng, five circular circles with a diameter of nine feet appeared one after another. The circles overlap and intersect, appearing like five rings intersecting.

Ancient and mysterious runes surfaced along the path of the circle, and the same dark golden light emanated from beneath the runes. Every minute and every second, the demonic energy condensed on the seal of Ying Zheng's hands will be transmitted to his back, supporting and perfecting the five dark golden circular circles. Until the mysterious runes on the five magic circles were all full of circles, and the dark golden light on Ying Zheng's hands was also full of light, so he drank in a deep voice, his fingers spread out the seal, and the mysterious runes full of five circles on the magic circle behind him were extremely bright in an instant. And immediately after, he stared at each enemy on the ground with his eyes in the dragon's bright eyes, and his arms and hands were violently spread outward, making a voice like a final judgment.

"Supreme Kingship: One Hundred Thousand Flying Swords!" The sound fell, and the sky and the earth were silent. Everyone on the ground looked up at Ying Zheng and the magic circle that appeared behind him, all their faces were full of horror, and all the sounds of breathing stopped for a moment. But nothing happened, the stagnant gaze twitched slightly, and people's breathing gradually eased. Out of the instinct of fear, they are still willing to believe that Yingzheng, who has lost the body of the candle dragon, should also reach the end of the powerless crossbow.

Even if he was alive, he would not be able to launch a devastating attack anymore...... Although they all know in their hearts, Yingzheng can't just bluff. At this moment, a crisp sword roar suddenly sounded, condensing everyone's scattered gaze. I saw that in the five circles of magic behind Ying Zheng, a light sword appeared with the aftersound of the sword, flying in the black night sky, bright and dazzling. It was the sharp edge of that lightsaber that pierced the last expectation in everyone's eyes.

In the following moment, dozens of hundreds of identical lightsabers emerged from the five circles of the magic circle, swarming out like a dark tide breaking through the barrier, flying all over the sky in the thick night, interweaving thousands of stacks of dazzling lights. The sound of swords rang out in the night sky, narrow and sharp piercing through everyone's ears, a premonition of pain growing in their heads, and the fear of death spread from their scalps to the soles of their feet. Han Xin, Bian Que, Miyamoto Musashi, and Liu Bang, each of them were numb to the night sky where the swords were flying, trembling instinctively. The most terrifying scene still happened, even if only the human body remained, Ying Zheng still broke out a killer attack, and at the end of the completely strong crossbow, they could no longer resist such a force.

They could only escape, and they all instinctively wanted to escape...... But with so many lightsabers in the hundreds, how can they escape? They can't even escape! However, in the sharp and piercing sound of swords, the hundreds of lightsabers flying in the night sky had quickly locked onto their targets - under the angry gaze of Ying Zhenglong's bright pupils, nearly five hundred lightsabers all flew towards Arthur first! The first person to be killed by Yingzheng is, of course, Arthur, a traitor, this spy, this sinner who has committed a deception to disrupt his most important plan. If it weren't for Arthur, if it weren't for the giant sword of light that fell from the sky, how could he have destroyed the thousand-meter-long golden red giant?

It's all Arthur's fault! Ying Zheng's heart was full of hatred for Arthur, it was this damn ant that caused him to lose his thousand-meter golden red "dragon robe", and it was all self-righteous madmen who caused him to lose his most perfect and safest form. Although Ying Zheng can still take time to rebuild the elemental body, as long as he does not extinguish it in one breath, he will always have hope, but the supreme man was beaten down by an ant to such a downcast, how can this kind of revenge of being seriously injured and broken easily give up? Blood feud will be avenged! He's going to kill Arthur to the ground!

And Arthur, who was naked, knelt on the ground of only one square meter, and even the sword and shield held in both hands were almost powerless. He sat alone in the center of a meteorite-shaped crater, surrounded by a hundred-foot-deep ravine, and there was no place to escape. However, he slowly raised his weak gaze, only looking at the large group of flying swords attacking from the sky, and he did not have the slightest desire to escape. He was so tired, so tired that he didn't even have the strength to be afraid.

Wielding the "Judgment of Justice" beyond the limit in the state of the Lionheart King has really exhausted all his strength. Despite this, Ying Zheng is still alive, but he can't fight with it anymore, he can't do anything now, and even looks up at the golden sword rain approaching in the sky, it seems like a gorgeous ghost asking for his life, and he won't stop without seeing blood. They came so fast that at this galloping speed, the two grays who had just gotten up didn't have time to run.

So Bian Que sighed lightly and closed his eyes tightly. He violently urged the last remaining demon blue energy in his body, surging out from the surface of his body, and then used the shock force of the demon blue impact to shake his empty body from the ground. He swung to a height of more than one meter above the ground in one breath, and his body, which weighed less than 100 catties, was raised in the air like a residual leaf. However, a thousand lightsabers flew by in an instant, and they knocked him down like a wind sweeping leaves.

In the sharp and fierce sword impact, the brilliant and dazzling lightsabers were densely inserted all over the ground. Among them, there were more than 30 swords, which completely pierced Bian Que's body, which did not even have any internal organs, and plunged him diagonally to the ground. Behind Bian Que's fall, Er Ash desperately fled into the distance, frightened and frightened that it was not hit by a lightsaber. At the moment when Bian Que swung from the ground, he just blocked the swords that hit the two ashes in his fingers.

Of course, the second gray didn't know anything, it was just scared, and then in the light of the sword bones all over the ground, it ran farther and farther smoothly. And Bian Que, who fell under the piercing of more than thirty swords, was expressionless, but his right hand was tightly holding the magic dragon crystal......