From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 117 Black Dragon Ying Zheng, Han is destroyed

The Dark Blood Arrow uses the body's blood and energy as its arrows. It is weightless and has no substance. Once it locks onto the target, it will be like a locked shackle on the target.

Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, or to the netherworld, you cannot escape.

What's more, it was just the white thunder at the Tongjing realm.

Under Shaodian's extremely unwilling and terrified eyes, the Dark Blood Arrow pierced through Nüba's hair as if it were nothing.

puff!
Suddenly stabbed in the heart.

There was no blood flowing, no flesh being torn, and even his clothes were not damaged at all, but Shaoding was still shrouded in death.

His eyes gradually blurred, and the strong feeling of unwillingness and regret also disappeared silently.

Then, in the astonished gaze of the people around him, Shaoding fell to the ground with his eyes open.

Just... dead?
There were clearly no wounds on his body, how could he suddenly die?

Jing Ke and Han Fei were both confused. They had just fought with him, but they were very clear about Shaodian's terrifying fighting power. Even if the two of them joined forces, they could not suppress him.

As a result, Wu Fengdeng only shot one arrow and killed him immediately.

"Shaodian!"

Nüba screamed sharply, and the sound waves spread out visible to the naked eye.

Wow! !

Countless pieces of rubble and corpses flew everywhere. Wu Fengdeng was too weak to dodge and was knocked to the ground. He coughed up a large amount of blood again, but there was a crazy grin on his face.

"Hehe, it seems like I killed a very important person... cough, cough, it's worth it, cough..."

In the bloody vision, Nüba leaned over Shaoding's body and carefully examined it with her spiritual energy. After confirming that the heart had stopped beating, she frowned and looked at Wu Fengdeng viciously.

"Kid, you've gone too far."

Crimson spiritual energy surged out, grabbing towards Wu Fengdeng like a giant claw.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jing Ke, who was standing next to him, immediately picked up the wine gourd and drank it all. As his face became drunk, his energy and blood level was miraculously rising!
Swish!
The sword filled with the smell of alcohol stopped the giant claw in mid-air.

"Young Master! Eat quickly!"

During this period, Qingdai came running over from a distance with her pigtails swinging, and threw a handful of tonic medicine through the air.

Wu Fengdeng quickly reached out to take it, and without caring about its effect, he stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up the domineering spear and entered the battle again.

Shaodian was dead, so the three men set their sights on Nüba. Facing this absolute master of the Cangqi Realm, the three men's cultivation at the Tongjing Realm was obviously not enough.

But even so, they had no way to retreat, so they had to bite the bullet and surround them, trying to delay time as much as possible.

It would be great if Zhang Ping could deal with the opponent and come to the rescue in time, but if he is too late, then he can only leave it to fate.

Wu Fengdeng's face flushed red. The tonic quickly turned into surging blood and energy after he swallowed it. Although it was unrefined and very mottled, it was large in quantity.

Outside, the Qin and Wei armies were fighting fiercely, making this place seem extremely quiet, but it only lasted for a moment.

As the scarlet storm rolled in, the foul smell of death swept the entire place.

Fight again!

At the same time, Zhang Ping staggered out from a rocky beach outside Hechi City.

At this time, his left arm had disappeared, blood was still flowing from the cut, and the white bones were clearly visible.

dong dong!

In his right hand, a bloody head fell to the ground.

puff~
Then he gushed out large amounts of blood, and his breath instantly became extremely weak.

After killing his opponent with great difficulty, Zhang Ping wanted to lean on a rock to rest for a while, but suddenly he felt an extremely violent aura of the Cangqi Realm from the direction of Hechi City.

It's very strange, I've never seen it before.

Could it be that another commander from Wei State is coming?

Zhang Ping took a deep breath and immediately stood up with his sword in hand.

When he arrived, he saw a scene in the air that shocked him greatly.

That scarlet world was filled with a dead silence that made him tremble.

The aura came from a strange woman who was scantily clad, tall and beautiful, but extremely cruel and vicious in her every move.

And those three guys were none other than Wu Fengdeng and his companions!

In front of this master in the Qi Containment Realm, they actually still had the strength to resist. Although it was very dangerous, it was extremely rare that they could still move.

Especially Wu Fengdeng, the blood-red spear in his hand made Zhang Ping feel his soul tremble when he saw it.

"General Zhang, hurry up and help! That's Nüba from the Yin-Yang family!"

At this time, Ding Teng's voice came rolling in, and Zhang Ping came back to his senses instantly.

Yin-Yang School?
How could Wu Fengdeng and the other two go against Nüba?
Questions and doubts filled Zhang Ping's mind, but it was too late to think. He saw Jing Ke and Han Fei being knocked away one by one, falling heavily into the ruins, and his life or death was unknown. Only Wu Fengdeng was still struggling to hold on, but he was also at the end of his strength!

"Hey!"

He roared like thunder, Nuba turned her gloomy eyes and stabbed him on the head with a long sword!
The scarlet storm was suddenly torn open, and Wu Fengdeng was finally saved. He kept vomiting while leaning on his gun.

"Zhang Ping, this matter has nothing to do with you, please don't meddle in it."

"It has nothing to do with me? Now is the crucial battle, and you, the Yin-Yang family, want to kill my Qin soldiers?! Are you planning a rebellion?!"

"You are so badly injured. If you don't leave, I will kill you too."

Nüba's face looked solemn and her brows furrowed even more tightly.

Still not in time!

She had wanted to kill Wu Fengdeng in one fell swoop when Zhang Ping left Hechi City, but she didn't expect that she would be dragged by the latter until now.

And Shaoding is dead!
She had already made a mistake in this mission. If she still couldn't kill Wu Fengdeng, she would be severely punished when she returned to the Yin-Yang family.

Therefore, Wu Fengdeng must die today, even if Zhang Ping tries to stop him.

"Haha, arrogant."

Although Zhang Ping only had one arm left, he still protected Wu Fengdeng behind him.

"Let's go! Take them with you!"

He knew very well that he was now exhausted and would not be able to hold out for long against a strong enemy like Nüba, but it was still more than enough time for Wu Fengdeng and the others to escape.

He is ready to risk his life!

However, what he didn't expect was that Wu Fengdeng didn't even have the slightest intention of retreating, and the determination in his eyes was no less than his.

"With nowhere else to go, I might as well fight to the death."

Wu Fengdeng said coldly, and took a step forward with the domineering spear in his hand, his eyes fixed on Nüba.

"Hahahaha! My dear child, you are very brave."

She laughed crazily, her voice as sharp as a knife.

Okay, okay, all I want is that you are not afraid of death!

If you turn around and run away, I really can't do anything to you!

When the scarlet storm arose again, the surrounding corpses and ruins swung wildly, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Nüba, who was in the middle of it, was like the god of disaster, causing everyone in Hechi City to remain silent and panic.

Fight again!

The one-armed Zhang Ping fought just as fiercely as ever, holding a sword and fighting with Nuba. Wu Fengdeng had a hard time weaving his way through the fight, barely assisting with his domineering spear intent.

Perhaps the noise was too loud, Jing Ke and Han Fei both woke up from their comas in the ruins. Seeing this, they both wanted to step forward to help, but one of them relied on alcohol to temporarily increase his strength, and the other was weak. At this moment, they were completely powerless and could only lean against the ruins and watch.

clang!
When the long sword collided with the poisonous claws again, Zhang Ping was finally exhausted, and the hand holding the sword was shaking. Moreover, Nuba's scarlet spiritual energy was full of corrosive and deadly energy, which corroded his long sword and made it cracked.

"You can't stand it."

Nüba laughed coldly. Hearing this laugh, Zhang Ping instantly became angry, and suddenly broke the long sword with one hand, and stretched out his hand directly, instantly strangling Nüba's neck.

"Uh……"

She was startled for a moment, but before she could react, Zhang Ping pressed her to the ground and then strangled her body tightly.

"Her evil weakness lies in her heart!"

呲呲~~
Wu Fengdeng rushed over with a blood-red spear in his hand, and pounced on Nüba like a wild beast, and stabbed her heart with the domineering spear intent!

Boom~
The scarlet spiritual energy surged and blocked the tip of the gun.

"Looking for death! Looking for death!"

Nüba was rarely angry and there was even a hint of... fear in her eyes.

"Nüba, you Yin-Yang family are so brave!"

"My great Qin warrior is out there killing enemies and making great contributions, and you dare to attack him!"

"The previous king once said that the Yin-Yang family had evil ambitions and would definitely cause trouble. It seems that this statement is true!"

"Today, even if I have to risk my life, I will let you, the Yin-Yang family, see what happens when you provoke my Qin army!"

Blood spurted out of Zhang Ping's mouth, and that blood, carrying his most refined spiritual energy, collided with the scarlet spiritual energy, instantly eroding most of it!
The spear suddenly moved downward and touched Nüba's heart.

"no, do not want!"

She struggled desperately to break free in vain, and finally a deep fear appeared in her eyes. She tried to emit crimson spiritual energy again, but was blocked by Zhang Ping's blood essence that was like beans being spilled.

Finally, the domineering spear pierced her heart. Wu Fengdeng pressed down with all his might, his face looking very ferocious.

"Wu Fengdeng! You can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, you will never find the antidote for the hysteria, and you will die!"

"Without me, you will become a walking corpse sooner or later!"

Nüba screamed hysterically, and there was even a hint of pleading in her hoarse voice.

However, Wu Fengdeng would not hesitate at this critical moment. He bit a few teeth and they fell to the ground mixed with blood.

"I'll die...just give it to me first..."

"Explore, explore, the way!"

puff!
The domineering spear intent finally pierced her heart, the source of her power, the heart of disaster.

Boom~~
The powerful wind wave instantly knocked the two people over.

"No, no, no..."

There was a domineering spear inserted in Nüba's heart, and the scarlet spiritual energy in her body was surging uncontrollably.

Kakakka~~
The body suddenly twisted and twitched abnormally as if it had been electrocuted, and black lines spread across the pale skin.

After struggling for ten full breaths, it slowly fell silent and completely stopped moving.

"Cough cough..."

Wu Fengdeng felt as if his whole body had fallen apart, his vision was blood red, and he could only watch as Zhang Ping next to him was pierced through the chest by a wooden stake.

"Master! Master!"

Qingdai's voice sounded vaguely in his ears. Wu Fengdeng looked blank. He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Zhang Ping.

“Go…go save…”

Before he could finish his words, the long-term overexertion finally made him unable to hold on, and his eyes went dark and he passed out...

Late night, Xinzheng.

After several days of fierce attack, the last of the Han army was finally wiped out, and the capital Xinzheng was completely reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered under the iron hoof of Qin.

When the black dragon flag was planted in every street and lane of Xinzheng, the remaining surrendered soldiers and common people knelt on the ground, shaking like sieves.

The dragon chariot emerged from the smoke and drove along the newly cleaned streets to the palace filled with smoke.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived."

General Wang Jian bowed and said this, and then Ying Zheng came down in black armor and walked in surrounded by many black dragon riders.

All the Korean officials, concubines, eunuchs and maids were forced to the ground, with knives at their necks so that they dared not breathe.

Looking at the very young King Qin Ying Zheng, the timid ones collapsed to the ground with yellowish-brown liquid flowing out of their trouser legs.

Even though Han Wangan was obese, he couldn't help but tremble and break out in cold sweat when facing the young King of Qin.

They are both kings, but their auras are so different.

Ying Zheng walked slowly to the steps in front of the palace, looked down at the people below, and said, "I am Ying Zheng, I believe everyone present is very familiar with me."

"When my mother and I were in exile in Korea, you all took good care of us. Today, I am back to visit the old place and I want to settle the old accounts."

"Anyone who has a fief of more than 1,000 households shall be beheaded."

Without further ado, the final word "behead" was uttered, and in an instant, large numbers of heads fell to the ground, blood splattered all over the palace, and there was widespread wailing.

"Bring Chengjiao."

Then, Cheng Jiao, who was tied up, knelt down in front of Ying Zheng, kowtowed and cried.

"Your Majesty! Spare my life, Your Majesty!"

"I was just confused for a moment, which led to my big mistake. I hope you can spare my life because this is my first offense!"

Faced with his crying, the murderous intent in Ying Zheng's eyes became even stronger.

"As the son of the previous king and the son of the Great Qin, you surrendered during the war, which not only severely damaged the reputation of the Great Qin royal family, but also killed tens of thousands of my soldiers."

"How dare you beg for mercy from me now!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the generals and soldiers around him looked determined.

The Qin army was so powerful that surrender was rare over the centuries. Cheng Jiao, as a prince, surrendered to the enemy as soon as he entered the battlefield, which was unheard of in the history of the Qin State!

He really deserves to die!

"Your Majesty! I have my own difficulties as well!"

"I didn't expect it either..."

"enough."

Ying Zheng didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore. He personally took off Cheng Jiao's golden crown and then tidied up his messy hair bit by bit.

"No matter how useless you are, you are still the son of the late king, my only brother in this world. Even if you die, you must die at the hands of our family."

His voice became colder and colder. Cheng Jiao felt as if he was in an ice cellar that had existed for thousands of years, with panic and fear in his eyes.

"Brother, I really don't want to kill you."

Gradually, Cheng Jiao felt that the hand resting on his head became bigger, as if something was slowly extending, and a cold air seeped down.

When he raised his eyes suddenly, he was shocked to see a dark arm hidden in the wide sleeves of the king's robe!
Crack~bang!
Then his head was crushed instantly, and the black dragon claw covered it with white and red.

call! ! !
Suddenly, a strong wind blew between heaven and earth, causing the Black Dragon King's clothes to rustle.

Everyone present had their heartbeats quickened, even Wang Jian, who was at the Zhenwu realm, couldn't stop his rapid breathing, as if some terrifying existence was staring at them coldly.

Ying Zheng withdrew his hand and stood with his hands behind his back. Only then did the strange wind and clouds slowly dissipate.

"Your Excellency King Han, should I give the blood jade to you?"

"For Han Fei's sake, I can guarantee you a life of wealth and prosperity for the rest of your life."

The King of Han's face turned pale. Although he was much older than Ying Zheng, he could not help trembling with fear in front of him.

Others might not be able to see it, but in his eyes, in the eyes of the man with the blood of the emperor, Ying Zheng is no longer that handsome young man, but a ferocious black dragon with golden eyes.

There was actually a real dragon under the dragon robe!
(End of this chapter)