"Game over!" Ying Zheng said lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flashed from his sword. Then, Zhen Gang's head flew high into the air. However, until the moment he died, his eyes were wide open with an incredulous expression. His mouth was also wide open, as if saying,'So you didn't use your full strength all this time. You were just teasing me before.'
Ying Zheng had not killed Zhen Gang before this because he wanted to test his true strength. Now that he had a general understanding of his own strength, he naturally would not continue to waste his time with Zhen Gang.
The soldiers surrounding Zhen Gang and the First Emperor were also slightly stunned. They had seen the First Emperor suppress Zhen Gang, but they were evenly matched. How could the First Emperor kill Zhen Gang in a blink of an eye?
"Long live Your Majesty! Your Majesty is mighty!" The surrounding soldiers were stunned for a moment before they could not help but wave the spears in their hands and cheer. This cheer came from the bottom of their hearts.
In the other two places, Wangliang and Broken Water, who were fighting fiercely with the Shadow Secret Guards, heard the cheers and couldn't help but cast a glance at Ying Zheng from the corner of their eyes. They happened to see Zhen Gang's head falling down, and their hearts turned cold.
After killing Zhen Gang, Ying Zheng turned his gaze to Wangliang, who was slightly weaker than him. When Wangliang saw the First Emperor looking at him, he felt a chill in his heart, and could not help but shudder.
Ying Zheng leaped lightly, and then launched a full-powered attack. The Wangliang, which had almost been exhausted by the Shadow Secret Guards and was still injured, was instantly killed, and its corpse was cut into two at the waist.
"Too savage!" When Broken Water saw this scene, he was so scared that his face turned pale and his guts were about to split.
When he saw Ying Zheng's eyes turn to him again, he could not help but shiver. Now, he was covered in wounds, and more than half of his internal energy had been consumed. In a moment of carelessness, Zhang Peng stabbed him in the thigh, and the spears of the other secret guards instantly turned him into a porcupine.
At this point, the Six Sword Slaves of the Network that Zhao Gao relied on the most were all dead. The assassins brought by the Six Sword Slaves were also all strangled to death, and none of them survived.
This was the first big gift that Ying Zheng had given to Zhao Gao. He wondered if Zhao Gao would be so angry that he would vomit blood if he knew about it.
Ying Zheng suddenly raised his head and looked at a tree in the distance. Then, the sword in his hand flew out, and with a loud 'plop' sound, a figure fell from the tree, dead after being pierced through the heart by the sword.
It turned out that this man was the net assassin who had rushed over from behind. Previously, Ying Zheng was busy dealing with the five sword slaves, so he had no mood to pay attention to this little shrimp.
However, this assassin from the Network had heard Zhen Gang's words about " the First Emperor Ying Zheng is still alive ", and had secretly sent the news back. Perhaps Zhao Gao would soon be able to know that the First Emperor was still alive.
Of course, Ying Zheng didn't know about this, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. Why would he be afraid of Zhao Gao?
After doing all this, Ying Zheng remained standing in the same spot, but his attention was already on the System's Attribute Panel in his mind:
Name: Ying Zheng
[Emperor Level: One Emperor in a Thousand Years]
[Divine Dragon Power Level: Level 11]
[Divine Dragon Aura: 10,500/20,000]
[Reputation: 0]
[Remaining lifespan: 32 years]
[Skills: None]
[Lottery Card: None]
[System Reputation Shop: Enter?]
After this battle, his Divine Dragon's Aura increased by 5000 points, becoming 10500 points. His Reputation Points also increased by 1000 points, becoming 2000 points.
Without any hesitation, Ying Zheng immediately exchanged those 2000 reputation points into the Aura of the Divine Dragon in the Reputation Shop of the System. At this stage, the most important thing was to strengthen himself.
After completing the task, Ying Zheng felt a warm current passing through his body, which was very comfortable. Then, he found that his strength had increased by quite a bit.
Looking at the System Attribute Panel, he realized that his Divine Dragon Power had increased by another level, and his HP had increased to 35 years.
"As expected, the increase in lifespan is related to the level of the Divine Dragon Power.”Ying Zheng thought to himself.
Ying Zheng quickly withdrew his attention, turned around, and walked towards the only tent not far away where he could rest. As for the corpses and wounded soldiers here, as a general, Zhang Peng naturally knew how to deal with them.
Ying Zheng had not gone far when he saw Great Si Ming sitting at the entrance of the tent, looking in his direction. Obviously, Great Si Ming had seen the battle that he had fought in front of him.
Perhaps it was because Great Si Ming saw Ying Zheng looking at her, she could not help but lower her head, not daring to meet his eyes.
"I'll clean your wound!" Ying Zheng walked up to Great Si Ming, bent down, and carefully picked him up by his waist, afraid of touching his wound. His face was still expressionless. Perhaps it was because of his many years of habit, the First Emperor never showed his inner thoughts, emotions, and moods on his face.
Earlier, when Ying Zheng carried Great Si Ming into the tent, he had planned to ask the soldiers outside the tent to fetch some water so that they could clean Great Si Ming's wounds. But when he stood at the entrance of the tent, he saw the Shadow Secret Guards and the Net Five Sword Slaves engaged in a fierce battle.
He knew that if he didn't make a move, many of the Shadow Secret Guards who had followed him out of the Li Mountain Imperial Mausoleum would definitely die. That was why he didn't clean up Great Si Ming's wounds at that time, but chose to make a move personally to reduce the casualties of the Shadow Secret Guards.
Great Si Ming, who was in the tent, was a little worried when she saw that the First Emperor hadn't come in. She dragged her heavy injuries out of the tent and happened to see the First Emperor kill the rotating soul. Then, she sat quietly at the entrance of the tent and watched the First Emperor fight from afar until the First Emperor returned.
Ying Zheng carried Great Si Ming into the tent, then placed him on the only bed in the tent.
Although it was called a bed, it was actually just a large piece of wood that the soldiers had temporarily cut down and pieced together. The bed was covered with brand new bedding that they had obtained from other places.
Ying Zheng took the water from the soldier and dismissed him, leaving only Ying Zheng and Great Si Ming in the tent.
Ying Zheng placed the water beside the bed, then sat down on the bed. He took a glance at Great Si Ming, who was lying on the bed, and hesitated for a moment. Then, he lifted up Great Si Ming's skirt with his hand and started to wipe the blood on her legs with a wet towel.
Seeing this, Great Si Ming's pretty face blushed slightly, but she didn't stop him. From the beginning to the end, the two of them didn't say a word.
However, when the towel touched the wound on Great Si Ming's thigh, she frowned slightly and wanted to pull the script back.
"Don't move!" However, as soon as Great Si Ming moved, he was stopped by a strong hand. At the same time, the First Emperor's domineering voice rang in his ears.
Great Si Ming immediately calmed down and didn't say anything. She let the First Emperor's hand press on her smooth thigh and slowly closed her eyes. Her beautiful face was already flushed red.
Ying Zheng continued to clean the wound on Great Si Ming's thigh, but Great Si Ming bit her lips slightly, enduring the pain from the wound and remained silent.
Great Si Ming had many wounds on his body, most of which were caused by swords. Although they were not fatal, they could easily get infected if they were not treated.
After treating the wounds on Great Si Ming's thigh and hand, he hesitated for a moment again. In the end, he reached out to untie Great Si Ming's clothes without asking for Great Si Ming's opinion. Perhaps it was because the First Emperor had always been domineering and domineering. He always did things according to his own thoughts. He never needed to ask for the opinions of others, nor did he care about the opinions of others.
Great Si Ming shivered slightly when she felt the strange feeling. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the First Emperor. Seeing that the First Emperor's face was as calm as usual, she closed her eyes again, as if she had acquiesced to the First Emperor's actions. However, the redness on her face spread from her cheeks to her ears and finally to her snow-white neck.
An ambiguous atmosphere spread in the tent.
After Ying Zheng took off Great Si Ming's dress, a perfect body appeared in his eyes, which made him feel a little impulsive. However, he quickly suppressed that desire and began to treat Great Si Ming's wounds.
Ying Zheng's speed of treating the wound was not fast, but neither was it slow. It did not take long for him to finish treating the wound, and then he covered Great Si Ming with the blanket.
Great Si Ming's eyes had been tightly shut the entire time, but judging from her rapid breathing and rapid heartbeat, Ying Zheng knew that Great Si Ming was not as calm as she appeared to be.
After doing all this, Ying Zheng placed his hand on the pulse of Great Si Ming's wrist. He felt that Great Si Ming's body was very weak, and his internal injuries were more serious than his external injuries.
Ying Zheng then began to transmit the divine dragon energy into Great Si Ming's body.
The divine dragon energy slowly flowed through Great Si Ming's body and began to repair his injured internal organs and meridians. Great Si Ming felt warm and comfortable.
After a long while, Ying Zheng withdrew his hand and left the tent.
After Great Si Ming felt the First Emperor's footsteps leave, he slowly opened his bright eyes again and looked at the entrance of the tent. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a smile that was enough to charm all living beings.
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