The captured Assassins at first widened their eyes in disbelief at what they were seeing.

It wasn't until Zhang Han crouched on the edge of the cliff, his head poked out, and after inspecting downward, he let out an unwilling and desperate roar that they were finally sure.

They gave up their lives, abandoned their latent plans, and tried their best to assassinate Yingzheng, who couldn't even get close, and died.

With his own strength, the people of the six countries dare not speak loudly to fall from the cliff on the top of Mount Tai! It's really dead!

"The sky has eyes! Hahahaha! ”

"Heaven and earth together! Kill this fang! It's time to destroy it! ”

"In the vast world, the Great Chu Lord will be reborn by Nirvana!"

They prostrated excitedly in thanksgiving, laughed wildly, and almost lost their breath. Their faces were distorted to the point of not being human, as distorted as the death of the First Emperor.

"Ahh

Kneeling on the edge of the cliff, Zhang Han, whose waist was bent like an arched bridge, looked up to the sky and roared.

Lang Zhongling, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the First Emperor, only after the death of the First Emperor did he want everyone to see what peerless martial arts were!

His forehead, the back of his hands, and all the exposed skin were like the green tendons of a large worm writhing and revealed!

In his hand, the ordinary Qin sword turned into a white flash, and the white flash appeared briefly between heaven and earth, and the brilliance of the sunset was inferior to this light not by a fraction of a centimeter, but the difference between fireflies and the bright moon!

This sword seems to be able to cut the heavens and the earth! I want this world to return to the earth, fire, water, and wind, and return to the chaos of eternal silence!

It's like time has been stolen for a moment, like an image fast-forwarding.

In the last second, the assassin was still shouting, and Zhang Han roared.

In the next second, the heaven and the earth were silent, and the blood was stained with black armor and skull armor!

Moan~

The sound of the Qin sword returning to the sheath was extremely harsh, and the blood on the sword's body was squeezed out when it entered the sheath, and the splashed blood flowers made Zhang Han's right hand turn red!

At Zhang Han's feet, the assassin's body was all lying on the ground, and his head was either close to his body or several meters away.

The blood is bubbling and flowing into a river, moistening the pines and cypresses on the top of the world's first mountain!

Blood was constantly dripping from the armor, and there were few people on Zhang Han's body who were not soaked in blood, as if he was rolling in a pool of netherworld blood.

He was like a rakshasa demon from hell, his voice was colder than the yin wind of the nine shadows underground, and he looked at the ministers who were so shocked that they had not had time to react.

"Those who curse Your Majesty will be killed!"

In front of the stele, Li Si, who carved a poem about Wangyue, had a sword in his hand, and there was still panic and confusion on his naturally old-fashioned face.

But after Zhang Han's cold words spread throughout the audience, that face quickly became as rigid as Qin Lu.

With a face that would not look flexible at a glance, Li Si walked to Zhang Han's side and stood side by side with Zhang Han.

His voice is not as cold as Zhang Han, but he was once a court lieutenant and now a prime minister, and his words contain the majesty of judgment and the oppression of power.

"Your Majesty, the three clans!"

Zhang Han is in charge of the armed forces, and Li Si is in charge of power.

The two stood together and gave a gag order to Qin Chen, who was qualified to participate in the canonization.

The death of the First Emperor must not be spread out!

Whoever passes on and who dies, the three tribes will be destroyed!

Among the Qin ministers present, there were old men who followed the first emperor when he was not the king of Qin.

There are also newcomers who have just been recruited for PhDs.

There are also people who entered Qin after the first emperor became the queen of Qin, and entered Qin for the recruitment order, and they are neither new nor old.

They were terrified, terrified, and overwhelmed.

They stared blankly at the cliff where the First Emperor had disappeared, their hearts full of disbelief.

This incomparably real world is incomparably illusory in their eyes at the moment.

Your Majesty, dead?

Your Majesty, how can you die?

They are babbling, their hands trembling, their feet trembling, one by one, any one of them, who can make the world move so much, but at this moment, the performance is extremely bad.

is like a child who has lost his mother, an apprentice who has been expelled from his master, and a rebel who is not tolerated by heaven and earth.

In the past, they were full of scheming, and they lost the ability to think.

Their gaze shifted from the edge of the cliff to the thick blood, the headless corpse, and the figure of Zhang Hanli Si standing side by side.

The heart in the body, which collided in all directions, as if it did not belong to them, was suddenly supported by the main heart bone that was born suddenly!

Listen to Lang Zhongling's ...... Listen to the ...... of the left phase

Don't come out, don't make decisions.

No reactive power, no mistakes.

"From today onwards, until Xianyang, all the monarchs are not allowed to go out, and they are free from the protection of Lang Guan, and the offenders are not to blame Han for not recognizing the old feelings, killing relatives in righteousness, and wronging you first."

Under the supervision of the shadow guards, the ministers descended the mountain in silence and in an orderly manner.

Unable to lift his feet, he walks like a walking corpse.

In the crowd, Zhao Gongming, who was riding a black tiger, had a black face and frowned.

A group of shadow guards stared at him fiercely, holding the Qin sword, as if they would slash down the sword in the next second!

Zhang Han, who was strong in martial arts, walked through the surrounded shadow guards and came to Zhao Gongming.

"Zhao Shangqing, please get off the tiger."

The colorful black tiger felt threatened, couldn't bear to shake its head, lowered its body and pounced, the tiger's mouth opened, and saliva flowed.

Zhao Gongming patted the king word on the black tiger's head vigorously to calm the black tiger's emotions.

"Now the crowd is dense, I will go with you now, and I don't control the black tiger to hurt people. When the crowd is evacuated, I will come down, let the tiger return to the mountain, and go to Xianyang with you. ”

Zhang Han was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Yes."

He had seen the power of this black tiger, and without Zhao Gongming's control, it was indeed difficult to subdue this black tiger, and it would take at least a dozen shadows to protect his life.

The beast can't speak, so there's no need to set up a thousand shadow guards for a black tiger who can't leak secrets.

On the top of the mountain, the crowd gradually thinned.

Zhao Gongming narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became blurred from clear to clear.

He turned his head, looked at the place where the First Emperor fell off the cliff, and bowed his head slightly.

The blurred vision was still blurry, there was no color in the monotonous white, and he didn't see anything......

Suddenly, there was a fierce black cloud in his eyes!

Then came a cold voice.

"Zhao Shangqing, please get off the tiger."

Zhao Gongming closed his eyes and opened them again, and saw that Zhang Han, who was in front of the black tiger, had shifted his shape and shifted to the back of the black tiger, blocking his eyes.

The black-faced man stared at Zhang Han's face.

"You're emotionally stable, far from what you show."

Zhang Han was cold, unmoved, and repeated in an accentuated voice:

"Zhao Shangqing, please get off the tiger!"

Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, and he said unwillingly:

"Now there is no one around, Zhang Han, you tell me! Your Majesty is not dead, is he! ”

Zhao Gongming stared at Zhang Han deadly.

His Qi Hope Technique didn't see the extravagant Xuanniao, he pinched his fingers and calculated the number of five spells, but there was no Ziwei!

But the black-faced man just didn't want to believe that the First Emperor was dead.

Zhang Han's eyes bloomed with murderous intent, and without saying a word, he slashed down with a sword!

The long sword hangs down, like a rainbow outside the sky!

Anyone!

Speaking of the life and death of His Majesty!

There is a suspicion of breaking His Majesty's plan!

All slashed!