" You, you, you…" Shock, fear, disbelief, and other emotions spread in Disorder God's heart. He opened his slightly trembling lips and stammered for a long time, but only the word " you " came out. The rest of the words seemed to be stuck in his neck, and he could not say anything.
He was really frightened by this young and familiar face, because in his memory, the owner of this face should have died long ago.
However, he saw this face appear in front of him again with his own eyes. How could he not be shocked? Thinking of what he and Zhao Gao had done in the past two years, how could he not be afraid?
Great Si Ming, who was held in Ying Zheng's arms, could only see the side of Ying Zheng's face clearly. She only had a sense of familiarity with Ying Zheng, so she did not recognize him. Therefore, she found it unbelievable that the Disorder God, who was never afraid of death, would suddenly show such an expression.
Distracted God blinked hard, hoping that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
However, when Chaos God opened his eyes, that face was still in front of him, without any change.
"No, that's impossible!" Distracted God shook his head vigorously and muttered to himself with a face full of fear and disbelief.
He felt that all of this was too unreal. Why would the First Emperor appear in front of him two years after his death? And he looked much younger.
"I'm still alive!" Ying Zheng finally opened his mouth when he saw the expression on his face. His tone was very calm and natural, as if he was talking about a very, very ordinary trifle.
Although it was only four words, it was like a bolt of lightning that completely shattered the chaotic god's mind.
Although Chaos God did not know what was going on, his eyes could not be wrong. Moreover, the way Ying Zheng spoke and the tone he used were exactly the same as the emperor in his memory. Especially the deep look in Ying Zheng's eyes, the look of disdain he had for the world, it was so natural that no one could imitate it.
Right after Ying Zheng's words fell, Chaos God did not even think twice and tried to pull out his sword to escape. However, his sword was clamped tightly by Ying Zheng, and he could not pull it out at all.
Seeing this, Disorderly God did not hesitate at all. He decisively abandoned the sword in his hand and turned around, intending to escape.
In Ying Zheng's arms, she was thinking about the sentence that Ying Zheng had just said,'I'm still alive!”Great Si Ming was stunned when he saw Distracted God abandon his sword and flee so decisively.
She knew the rules of the Network. The assassins of the Network were all named after their swords, and the name of their swords was the name of their people. In their eyes, their swords were their lives. Usually, when the sword was there, the person would be there. When the sword was destroyed, the person would be dead.
That was why Great Si Ming was so surprised when he saw Distracted God abandon his sword and flee.
The reason why Chaos God had abandoned his sword so decisively was because he knew that he was no match for Ying Zheng. Secondly, Ying Zheng's power had been too strong in his heart for so many years, leaving a huge shadow in his heart that could not be removed, making him unable to resist at all. Thirdly, he wanted to go back alive and bring this news to Zhao Gao, because this news was too important.
"The person I want to kill must die!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly when he saw Chaos God turn around and flee.
At the same time, he did not stop moving his hand and firmly grasped the sword of Distraction God.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng had already swung the sword in his hand at the back of Chaos God. Immediately, a powerful sword Qi flew out from the sword at an astonishing speed, and in just a moment, it had already reached the side of Chaos God, who had fled far away.
With a bang, Chaos God's body was instantly split into two. At the same time, a rain of blood flew into the air, like bright red fireworks blooming in the air.
From the moment Ying Zheng saved the people to the moment when the Chaos God was killed, everything seemed to have happened slowly, but in fact, it happened in the blink of an eye. The other people in the surrounding area had yet to figure out what was going on, and their leader, the Chaos God, had died tragically in front of them.
"Kill them!" After a brief moment of panic, the remaining dozens of people from the net began to charge at Ying Zheng crazily.
These people from the net were all truly outlaws. Now that their leader, the Chaotic God, was dead, they had no other way out except to fight to the death. Once they escaped, what awaited them would be torture that was even more painful than death. Therefore, their only way out was to kill the man and woman in front of them.
They knew that they might not be a match for the mysterious man who suddenly appeared in front of them, so they released the distress signal of the network at the same time. As long as the people from the network nearby saw it, they would rush over immediately.
"Put me down." Great Si Ming, who was lying in Ying Zheng's arms, said softly. She was seriously injured, and did not even have the strength to move.
"It doesn't matter. It's just a few dozen thieves.”Ying Zheng glanced at Great Si Ming, who was still in his arms and looked very weak, and said calmly. His face was brimming with great confidence, and his tone was filled with disdain.
He knew that Great Si Ming's injuries were very serious. If he really put her down and did not take care of her, any little thief could take her life.
"You can leave now. Don't worry about me. The six sword slaves of the Network are all here. The remaining five sword slaves should be nearby. They have already sent out a distress signal. If the other five sword slaves arrive, it will be difficult for you to escape their encirclement no matter how powerful you are.”Great Si Ming gave Ying Zheng a glance, then said truthfully.
In her opinion, no matter how powerful Ying Zheng was, he would never be able to defeat the other five sword slaves of the Network. If he brought her along as a burden, it was very likely that both of them would die here.
She, the cruel and merciless Great Si Ming, was actually kind enough to ask Ying Zheng to abandon her for once.
"No one can kill the person I want to save! No one can save the people I want to kill!”Ying Zheng said calmly, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable authority, which was extremely domineering and overbearing.
After hearing Ying Zheng's words, Great Si Ming did not know how to respond, but he felt a warmth in his heart, and could not help but mutter,""How domineering!"
After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he ignored Great Si Ming who was in his arms, and neither did he put her down. Instead, he kept waving the sword in his hand, fighting in the encirclement of the people of the net. However, with every swing of his sword, one or several people would fall.
Ying Zheng's sword moves seemed to be very light and simple, but each of them was infused with the divine dragon's power in his body, which made them extremely powerful.
Every time he struck, a sword qi would fly out. Anyone who was touched by the sword qi would be torn apart by the sword qi.
Immediately, as the sword in Ying Zheng's hand danced in the air, streams of sword Qi swept across the ground in front of him, sending countless heads and broken limbs flying high into the air, while blood splattered in the air.
All the enemies in front of him fell one after another, and his feet and surroundings were filled with mutilated corpses.
Although Ying Zheng was carrying Great Si Ming in his arms, his movements were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, extremely natural and graceful, not affected at all.
In just a round trip, the dozens of people from the Network all fell to the ground. Some of their bodies were split into two by the sword qi, some were split into two sides, and some were headless. Only a few lucky ones were still alive after losing their arms or legs. They lay on the ground and wailed in pain.
At this moment, Ying Zheng and Great Si Ming's faces were drenched by the blood rain, turning into a bright red patch, and their clothes were also wet.
Ying Zheng held Great Si Ming in one arm, and held his sword in the other, with the tip of the sword pointed at the ground. The blood on the sword flowed down along the blade, dripping onto the leaves on the ground, making a "pattering" sound.
"A net that is not under my control has no meaning to exist!”Ying Zheng said coldly. After he finished speaking, he swung the sword in his hand, and the forest, which was filled with agonizing wails, became silent. The few lucky ones who were left behind had lost their lives completely.
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