No one could understand why he could still laugh at this time.

The Nine Famous Swords were destroyed, and he was seriously injured, did he have any hole cards that were useless?

"Despicable slave, this king has to say, you are an interesting opponent, this king is having a good time, so ...... You can go to die! ”

Gilgamesh said, suddenly raising the sword in his hand, and then slashed at Yingzheng.

At this moment, a slight sword roar sounded.

Xuanyuan Xia Yu, the sword of the Holy Dao, who had been motionless, suddenly moved, turning into a streamer and blocking in front of Ying Zheng.

"Bang!"

The earth shattered, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

However, the area at the bottom of the sword did not suffer any damage.

Ying Zheng was covered in blood, and slowly stretched out his palm to hold the hilt of Xuanyuan Xia Yu's sword.

"Dare to ask you, is this emperor competent?"

Although the sound was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

It's just that the crowd doesn't understand why he asks this question.

Does it matter?

Many Chinese people looked at each other, they didn't know much about the first emperor in front of them, so no one dared to answer.

When Jiang Wenming heard this, his body shook.

A layer of enlightenment rises in my heart.

It's not that Ying Zheng is unqualified to use the Sword of the Holy Dao, but he has always felt that he is not qualified!

He was shaken by what he had done!

Thinking about it, he died early and didn't see the prosperity behind him.

I don't know what I've done about the impact it will have on future generations.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming's figure flashed and appeared directly in the ring.

"Jiang Shen!"

"What is he going up there to do at this time?"

"Come down, be careful that Jin Shinery kills you."

"Jiang Shen is confused!"

"It doesn't matter, as soon as the First Emperor dies, according to the rules of the ring, Jiang Shen will definitely die, and it's the same if he can't go up."

"Alas~"

“……”

There was dismay, regret, and sadness in the crowd......

In the midst of everyone's uproar, Jiang Wenming suddenly spoke.

"King Yingzheng of Qin, unified the six countries, wrote the same text, the same track, unified measurement, and built the Great Wall to defend against foreign enemies.

Although Qin II died, it laid the cornerstone of immortality for China.

Emperor of the ages, you ...... Deserved! ”

Jiang Wenming said and bowed slightly to Ying Zheng.

"Good!"

Ying Zheng smiled.

The Qi refining fire on his body suddenly began to surge, and all the blood that flowed out of him turned into golden flames.

A furnace made of gas refining fire appears.

Jiang Wenming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought of a legend.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"Ou Yezi, the Chinese craftsman god, once said that the sword needs to be tempered with fierce fire before it can be formed, and there are three things that are the hottest in this world, do you know which three things?"

Ying Zheng did not have the posture of an emperor at this time, but seemed to be an amiable elder who was teaching the younger generation.

"The younger generation doesn't know."

Jiang Wenming shook his head.

"The name of the first thing is: Lover's tears, loyal lovers, their tears are the hottest, just like the cadre, Mo Xie, feeding the furnace with their bodies, martyring for love."

Ying Zheng's words fell, and the four severed swords flew up from the ground and fell into the furnace.

The furnace was surging, and two figures could be faintly seen in the flames.

The husband is forging weapons, and the wife is guarding by the side.

Day after day, year after year.

Until one day, the weapon was formed, but it was never possible to complete the last quenching step.

The husband became ill and became thinner and thinner.

In order to help her husband fulfill his wish, the wife created a magic weapon of the world, so she left a suicide note and jumped into the furnace.

The husband was devastated when he saw his wife's suicide note.

But the divine soldier had reached a critical moment at this time, and he couldn't bear his wife's hard work in vain, so he endured his grief and forged the sword.

This sword is named after his wife, and it is called Mo Ye!

In order not to leave his wife alone, he forged another sword, and on the day the sword was formed, he jumped into the furnace as his wife had done in the past.

Quench the furnace fire by itself.

When the fire cooled, another bladeless sword was born, and later generations named the sword Ganjiang in honor of their husband and wife!

The pair of cadres and Mo Ye symbolizes the hottest love!

Not available for non-loved ones!

This is the end of the picture.

At this moment, all the spectators, including the gods who watched the game, were also silent.

Some of the more emotional people even began to sobbed softly.

Gilgamesh's heart was now full of alarms, as if death was near.

He desperately attacked Yingzheng, but all of them were blocked by Xuanyuan Xia Yu's sword.

Within a radius of ten meters around Ying Zheng's body, it was like a forbidden area, and no attack could fall into it.

Jiang Wenming was also in the middle of it.

At this moment, there is no longer a ring in his eyes, and there is no longer a victory or defeat in his heart.

Some are just shocking to the eyes.

"The second thing is called: The Blood of Chivalry! The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, one of the soldiers is angry and bleeds five steps, and the world is vegetarian! Their blood is the hottest, and they are like Jing Ke, risking their lives and asking for the lives of the people. ”

When Ying Zheng said this, a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

Although Jing Ke assassinated him, he didn't blame the other party, he was the king, and what he hid in his heart was the world, and what he hid was for thousands of years.

Not a momentary fame.

Whether it is right or wrong, there will be descendants to comment!

From the moment he became king, he was destined to be alone!

Two swords flew up and fell into the furnace.

The flames boiled again, and another picture appeared.

In the picture, Ying Zheng is on the throne, looking down.

And below him sat a cloth cloth, and the two talked loudly and discussed the world's major affairs.

Ying Zheng is like meeting a confidant, telling his ambitions.

He wants to dominate the world and end the Warring States Rebellion.

To open up a prosperous era without war for the people, the old have something to support, and the young have something to rely on.

The cloth hand listened quietly.

After a long time, he held a picture scroll and wanted to present him with a map, and when the map was unfolded, he suddenly drew a short sword from it and stabbed it at Yingzheng.

This sword is a fish intestine!

Ying Zheng's eyes were quick, he turned sideways to avoid it, pulled out the sword at his waist, and swirled with it.

Eventually, the Assassin Jing Ke was wounded.

But everyone present saw it very clearly, it was not that Jing Ke couldn't kill Yingzheng, but that he didn't kill him!

He deliberately avoided Ying Zheng and revealed his flaws, only then was he injured by Ying Zheng.

"With your strength, you shouldn't miss within five steps, why don't you kill the widow?"

Ying Zheng's voice came.

"Although I am a cloth cloth, I also know the ambition of the king, I want to believe you once, and see what kind of prosperous world the king can open up!"

"If you agree with the idea of widowhood, why did you do it? You should understand that if you don't do it, you will pretend not to know. ”

"Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to fulfill, since I have been entrusted by others to take your life, then I can't give up halfway, and after I die, it will be regarded as an explanation to my son."