Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 397 The Son of Heaven Guards the Gate of the Country

The bright yellow sword aura contained rolling killing intent, as soon as it came into contact with Pixiu, a large hole was torn from Pixiu's body.

"Pfft!"

Among the few Tianjin army, dozens of soldiers of the Tianjin army immediately vomited blood.His expression also immediately became sluggish.

Song Fan, who was at the center of the battle, also suffered serious injuries.There was also a ray of bright red from the corner of the mouth.

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

"It's not bad..." Wei Zhuang glanced at Pai Yao who was roaring in pain with a little surprise, and said softly.

The previous sword energy seemed random, but in fact, Wei Zhuang also used [-]% of his strength.

With such strength, he failed to defeat the not-so-big Pixiu in front of him. This has never been encountered since he broke through the Innate.

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

"Go back..."

Above the Tianjin Army, the roaring Pixiu suddenly fell silent because of Ying Zheng's words.

"You are my beloved general, and your duty is to defend the country of Great Qin. It would be a great shame to die here."

Holding the Tianwen sword in his hand, Ying Zheng slowly passed the Tianjin army waiting in formation, and walked in front of Wei Zhuang and others.

"Ying Zheng!"

"Ying Zheng..."

He looked at Ying Zheng who walked up to the front of the Tianjin Army without a trace of defense.The rebels of the Nongmo family and Wei Zhuang had different expressions on their faces.

Yan Dan's hatred, Tian Guang's fear, 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 put his hands on the hilt casually.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

On the top of the huge mountain, there was only the sound of slightly cool wind left.Yingzheng's dragon robe with a black background and a gold border fluttered in the mountain wind.

Under Wang Mian's bead curtain, Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, but his hawk-like gaze became sharper.

"I'm right here! Rebels, if you want to take my life, come and try!" Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, but there was a hint of sarcasm.

Ying Zheng's domineering attitude made everyone involuntarily clenched their weapons.It seemed that this was the only way to give them a sense of security.

"Humph!"

Perhaps because he realized that his momentum was being suppressed by Ying Zheng, Wei Zhuang couldn't help but snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "A majestic empire that spans thousands of miles needs to be personally guarded by the head of a country. Such an empire is indeed exhausted."

"The empire is my empire. Is it possible that I will be like those kings of the six countries that have been destroyed, begging for mercy before the sword's edge?"

Ying Zheng chuckled, 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 gates of the country. The Great Qin Dynasty is not the pre-Zhou Dynasty. It only knows how to survive among the princes and live a happy life. Even if my empire is about to perish, it must not be destroyed by the hands of you and other petty people!"

"Whoa Whoah"

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, but Ying Zheng's words made the Tianjin army behind him and all the ministers excited.

The master humiliated his ministers to death, and the king of a country can still die for the country, so how could they not be willing to give up their own few remnants?
Ying Zheng's words not only raised the momentum of the people in the empire, but also made the anti-Qin forces start to waver.

Anyone who can stand here is not a fool.Compared with the six kings of the past, Yingzheng's courage is really much higher.

A hero is a hero, who wouldn't want to serve under such a king?

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

"After talking, it's time to get down to business!"

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

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

"As I said, you are not qualified!"

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

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

In the black light, bursts of blood appeared.With just one strike, many of Nongmo's disciples who hadn't reacted fell down forever.

Amidst the whistling sound, Wei Zhuang, who was originally extremely confident, was also injured by the sword light.There were many sword marks on the baggy clothes, making him look extremely embarrassed.

As for the head of the farm family and the leader of the Mo family, they are not much better either.In just a moment, many people were injured.

The external sword wounds were secondary, and what was more important was the majestic immortal power that Ying Zheng erupted during that extreme event, which made them feel chaotic.

Of course, this is still due to Wei Zhuang blocking in front, otherwise, they would not be much different from those ordinary disciples.

In front of the strong Nascent Soul, these innate warriors are almost no different from ordinary people.

However, before these hall masters came back to their senses, a majestic and majestic aura came from the sky again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A muffled sound came from the sky.Everyone couldn't help but stare blankly at Ying Zheng, who was fighting Wei Zhuang in the sky.

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

Originally, Wei Zhuang was almost invincible in front of them.It turned out to be like a child with no strength to restrain a chicken, being beaten by Ying Zheng like a broken piece, running around.

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

As Ying Zheng said, Wei Zhuang's strength is so strong that he is one-sided in front of him.What are they who have not yet broken through their innate abilities?
Ants?Xiaoxiao?
No matter what it is, in short, the current plan looks like a farce.Children's farce.

Fighting will not stop because of everyone's astonishment and regret.

Today's loss, even for a huge empire, cannot be ignored.In the past, there was no chance, but now they take the initiative to send them to the door, and Ying Zheng wants to completely kill these culprits who have disrupted the empire in the cradle.

"Oh!"

There was another loud bang, and in the sky, Wei Zhuang, who was barely supporting himself, finally fell to the ground in some embarrassment.

The white hair was now covered with a thick layer of blood.From top to bottom, it seems that there is no perfect place.

"call!"

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

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

At some point, a ray of red light appeared above the Tianwen Sword.The scarlet dragon eyes of the black dragon also looked more bewitching.

(End of this chapter)