Chapter Thirty-Eight: Jing Ke Assassinates Qin at the End

Boom!

The blazing flames once again burned above the Remnant Rainbow Sword in Jing Ke's hand, and this fierce dragon-slaying sword once again emitted a sword roar.

The sword of the dragon slayer, but where is the dragon?

Ten paces away, among the guards.

"You know I'm going to assassinate, why do you want to let me go to the temple?" Holding the dragon slaying sword in his hand, the wounds were already all over Zhou's body, and drops of blood continued to drip down, Jing Ke looked at the black dragon in the midst of thousands of troops, and asked the last question in his life.

"If the adultery is not revealed, what can the law do?" Ying Zheng had already sat on his throne again, looking at Jing Ke with an indifferent look in his eyes, as if the person in front of him was not a rebel who wanted to assassinate him, but an ordinary person.

Hearing Ying Zheng's answer, Jing Ke subconsciously gasped, what a terrible person this is?

He used to think that he had already understood the other party, but now he understands that his so-called understanding is just a one-sided.

The real Yingzheng is far more terrifying than he imagined!

"Ahh Just when Jing Ke was in a trance, a sharp scream came from His Highness, and the cry was full of despair.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, he could see that under the siege of the net killers, Qin Wuyang had been injured everywhere.

All over his body, covered in blood.

"Brother Wuyang, aren't you dead yet?" Jing Ke asked Qin Wuyang from afar.

Rumble!

Qin Wuyang waved the long sword he snatched from the hands of the Qin soldiers, even under the siege of the most terrible killer in the net, the Six Sword Slaves, he was still full of anger, and shouted: "You kid is dead, I am not dead!" ”

"Really?" Jing Ke said with a smile.

Boom!

Before the words fell, the dragon slaying sword in his hand had already burned with raging flames again, turning into a long rainbow and stabbing towards Qin Wangzheng.

Ten Steps Lore!

As soon as this sword came out, the void trembled, and Jing Ke had already condensed everything he had on this last sword, invincible.

Whew!

As soon as this sword came out, the flames on the remnant rainbow sword condensed and turned into a real long dragon, with teeth and claws.

Brush Lala!

Gathering all his life, essence and spirit on this sword, no matter whether he wins or loses, whether he lives or dies, Jing Ke will definitely die.

Even if he dies, Jing Ke will drag his rival and enemy to hell together!

The black hair quickly turned snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Block him!" On top of Jing Ke's sword, there was an aura of terror, and Qin Wangzheng on the throne subconsciously frowned and ordered.

Poof!

The countless guards who stood in front of Ying Zheng all spontaneously rushed out and met Jing Ke's deadly sword.

A guard used his body as a shield, but in front of Jing Ke's ten-step lore with his life, he quickly turned to ashes.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

A muffled sound continued to sound, and countless guards scrambled to catch up with Jing Ke's soul-chasing sword, which quickly turned into ashes.

All obstacles, before this deadly blade, seemed to be non-existent.

But these guards still rushed out, wanting to block Jing Ke's dragon-slaying sword, and every guard, before dying, looked extremely fanatical.

There is nothing more valuable to them than to be able to serve their king!

Burst!

At the cost of his life, he performed this fatal move and ten steps to kill, and the guards who were originally in the way between Jing Ke and Ying Zheng died one after another.

After a few breaths, the two finally faced each other again, Jing Ke looked at Ying Zheng who appeared in front of him again, and a pair of eyes that were about to lose their luster revealed a trace of heat.

Boom!

Qin Wangzheng, who was high above, stood up again, pulled out the Tianwen Sword at his waist, and the bright sword body turned in the void, and a sword fell.

The sword of the Son of Heaven, the sword of the common people.

In the past, among Zhuang Zhou's swords, the best sword of the Son of Heaven and the sword of the most unpopular Shuren finally faced off.

If it is said that Jing Ke's move is above the ten-step lore, what is condensed is everything that Jing Ke has personally, then Yingzheng's sword is hanging with splendid rivers and mountains, and the world is alive.

Clang!

When there was no room for it, the sword of the Shuren and the sword of the Son of Heaven had already faced each other, and there was a crisp sound.

Bang!

The destructive power spread between these two people, and the steps under Yingzheng's feet broke inch by inch, and they never existed again.

………………

Woooooo

An earth-shattering assassination has ended, all the civil and military officials who were deliberately recruited by Ying Zheng have retreated, the blood in the hall has been washed away with clean water, and the bodies of Qin Wuyang and Jing Ke have also been removed.

As the sinners who assassinated King Qin, even if they died, their fate would still not be very good.

Qin Wangzheng changed into a royal robe and sat on the throne, and in front of him, there was the fierce and ominous dragon-slaying sword.

Above the blade, there was a sword roar like a low groan, as if this fierce sword was also feeling sorry for not being able to complete the dragon slaying act.

"This sword is too fierce and ominous, so I ordered someone to mix it with hardware and reforge it!" Qin Wangzheng looked at the remnant rainbow sword in front of him and said Huanhuan.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

………………

Bang!

Half an hour later, a fire suddenly rose in the palace of King Qin, and the palace of Li Ji, the most favored concubine of King Qin in recent years, suddenly burst into flames.

The billowing black smoke filled the air, attracting the nearby eunuchs and palace maids to hurry to put out the fire.

After staying for an hour, the news came to Qin Wangzheng.

"Your Majesty," a eunuch knelt in front of Qin Wangzheng tremblingly, and his voice trembled, "Concubine Li's bedroom was on fire, Concubine Li's mother was burned to death, and the whereabouts of the nineteenth prince Tianming are unknown!" ”

Syllable!

Hearing the eunuch's report, Qin Wangzheng's majestic body shook slightly, and a trace of sharpness and decadence crossed his eyes.

"Pass the order and bury Concubine Li's mother in the royal tomb, and the widow wants her to accompany her forever!" After being silent for a long time, King Qin raised a hand and said.

But the people around him could clearly feel that in Qin Wangzheng's actions, there was an indescribable powerlessness.

It seems that this king, who will never be defeated, has also tried the taste of failure for the first time at this moment.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The eunuch felt a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe in his heart, and quickly agreed and withdrew from the main hall.

Syllable!

After the eunuch left, Qin Wangzheng exerted his strength with both hands, and the brush made of bamboo in his hand made a crisp sound, breaking from the middle, a pair of originally bright and bright, nothing in this world could hide a trace of despair in his eyes:

It's time to go, and finally it's gone!

The widow lost, Liji lost, and Jing Ke also lost! At the end of the day, no one wins, all losers!