Silence, silence!
A cold and murderous atmosphere filled Zhangtai Palace, and Ying Ziheng seemed to be surrounded by an endless killing intent.
At this moment, Ying Ziheng's gaze was cold and sinister.
In between these words, his contempt for life had already been revealed.
Anyone who was unwilling to submit to Great Qin was like an ant to Ying Ziheng.
Small and insignificant, not worth mentioning.
Even if he casually ran over it, he wouldn't even look at it!
In Zhangtai Palace, many civil officials fell silent in the face of Ying Ziheng's terrifying aura.
There were even a few young civil officials who were trembling and their faces were pale.
The admiration and passion that he had for Ying Ziheng just now receded once again under the bone-chilling killing intent.
Ying Zheng's eyes shone brightly as he sized up Ying Ziheng again.
At this moment, in Ying Zheng's eyes…
It was as if Ying Ziheng had stepped into the mortal world through a sea of blood and a mountain of flesh. He carried the terror of the Taisui God in the mortal world.
The delight in Ying Zheng's eyes was even greater than that of the others.
The others thought that what Ying Ziheng had said was an act of slaughter.
However, Ying Zheng understood that what Ying Ziheng said was the only way to unify the world in this chaotic world.
Only with a thunderous momentum and a domineering attitude could one trample over the six countries and unify the world!
Only then would Great Qin's mighty might spread throughout the entire universe!
On the other side of Zhangtai Palace, unlike the many civil officials who were trembling in fear.
The generals were all eager to give it a try, and many of the new generals had burning gazes.
Great Qin had a military merit system, so the soldiers were not afraid of fighting or killing.!
It could even be said that they were enjoying the slaughter!
At this moment, under Ying Ziheng's boundless killing intent, although the generals were shocked, they felt a sense of joy as if they had found a soulmate!
Zhang Han, who was hidden under the shadow of the Mystic Bird Pillar, couldn't help but look up when he heard Ying Ziheng's words.
Under the cold black mask, Zhang Han's eyes were filled with shock.
He was once arranged by Ying Zheng to be a shadow guard by the side of this Third Young Master, and it could be said that he had watched him grow up.
Later on, because of his mediocre talent, his personality was not as domineering and disdainful as it was now.
He could feel the unparalleled aura in Ying Ziheng's words.
That young figure…
In a trance, he saw the shadow of the young Ying Zheng in Ying Ziheng.
He killed Lao Ai and Lu Buwei, regained the power of the Great Qin Dynasty, fought for six generations, and rode on the world.
Presumably, only such an ancient Emperor could give birth to such a Young Master Wushuang!
Jing Ke had lost half of his life force, but at this moment, his figure was still tall and straight, as if he had the will to support the sky and soar into the clouds.
Not only did the sword intent around him not fade away, but it also became stronger.
Jing Ke was unable to answer Ying Ziheng's questions.
And when he asked, he got Ying Ziheng's answer that was filled with killing intent.
Jing Ke felt a chill in his heart.
When his gaze landed on Ying Ziheng, it was as if he was looking at a terrifying demon god slaughtering the people.
Jing Ke understood that what Ying Ziheng said was true. If he let Ying Ziheng hold the power, all the countries would be plunged into misery.
In terms of this majestic killing intent, even Ying Zheng was slightly inferior to him!
At this moment, in Jing Ke's eyes, Ying Ziheng had turned into a bloodthirsty, terrifying Demon God.
However, Jing Ke's gaze was vicious, as it flickered back and forth between Ying Ziheng and Ying Zheng.
Great Qin was thriving day by day, and the other countries would probably not be able to resist Great Qin's cavalry.
However, everyone knew that even though Great Qin was at its peak, the Qin Empire did not have any talented young masters.
Great Qin was like water without roots, and it was destined to not last long.
However, Ying Ziheng had shocked everyone with a single feat. This Third Young Master of Great Qin would probably become the Crown Prince of Great Qin, and he might even be able to control Great Qin in the future!
Thinking about this, Jing Ke thought about how Great Qin's massive killing machine would be controlled by this God of Killing in the future.
Even though he was willing to sacrifice himself, he still felt a chill in his heart.
"This child cannot be left alive!"
In just an instant, Jing Ke already had a realization.
The death of the tyrant Ying Zheng was not worth pitying, but the murderous deeds that the Third Young Master of the Great Qin Empire would cause in the future would probably be even greater than Ying Zheng's!
When he met Ying Ziheng's cold and merciless gaze once again, Jing Ke's sword intent surged once more!
As the blood and Qi in his body surged, they all seeped out of his skin!
Jing Ke seemed to have turned into a bloody man. His blood and Qi flowed along his arm and onto the sword's edge!
The Great Grandmaster's Sword Intent of Giving Up Life burst out!
Clang!
With a clang, Jing Ke transformed into a rainbow and thrust his sword towards Ying Ziheng.
If Ying Ziheng was killed today, there would no longer be anyone in charge of Ying Zheng's salary.
Even if the Violent Qin could unify the world, it would still leave behind many hidden dangers.
He believed that in the future, there would definitely be someone who could overthrow the cruel Qin Dynasty.
However, if Ying Ziheng were to inherit the throne, then there would be no more hope for the world!
Just now, he had burned half of his life force with his sword, but it was futile. Now that he had no chance of survival, he might as well be completely shattered.
With a single thought, the last of his life force surged and he activated the secret technique.
The aura around Jing Ke became even more intense, and the condensed and violent aura of a great grandmaster could be seen at a glance!
At this moment, Jing Ke's aura had actually reached the peak of the martial grandmaster realm. It was even more powerful than the sword just now!
On the sword edge, a stream of light turned, and a terrifying aura that seemed to be able to cut through the heavens pervaded the air!
Jing Ke's terrifying aura resurfaced in an instant. Many experts thought that Jing Ke had lost half of his life force and had already resigned himself to his fate.
However, this desperate attack was unexpected!
Seeing this, Meng Tian shouted,"
"You dare!"
The baleful aura around his body surged again. After the scarlet baleful aura circulated just now,
At this moment, Meng Tian's power had already reached the Transcendent State. It was only a matter of time before she broke through to the Great Grandmaster State.
Zhang Han, who was also hiding in the shadows, had a change in expression. Jing Ke had no killing intent just now. Even he did not sense any signs.
At this moment, Jing Ke raised his sword again, and the person he was stabbing at was Ying Ziheng!
With Ying Ziheng's bold words, Zhang Han felt that Ying Ziheng was the destined leader of Great Qin. How could he watch as Ying Ziheng was assassinated?
In an instant, all the experts in Zhangtai Palace charged at Jing Ke.
However, behind Ying Zheng, Zhao Gao had yet to make his move.
At this moment, his gaze was gloomy as he looked at Ying Ziheng.
He suppressed the thought of summoning the net to capture and kill Jing Ke.
Jing Ke's desperate sword attack was even more powerful than before.
Under this sword, would Ying Ziheng survive?
At this moment, Zhao Gao's heart was filled with hope.
If Ying Ziheng died, then Great Qin would have a chance to operate on its own…
As everyone's eyes were focused on him, Ying Ziheng looked at the incoming sword with a calm expression.
The palm under the golden silk robe raised and clenched forward.
When his palm reached out, a terrifying aura spread out from Zhangtai Palace.
It was like the divine light of the sun, but also like the earth.
In the blink of an eye, the area around Ying Ziheng was covered in a layer of yellow sand mist that was not difficult to see through!
The sword in Jing Ke's hand stabbed into the yellow sand like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to advance an inch!
The yellow sand swept out, enveloping Jing Ke's entire body.
Ying Ziheng's god-like voice rang out in Zhangtai Palace,"
"Coffin of Yellow Sand!"
The yellow sand fog barrier turned into a coffin and suppressed Jing Ke within!
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