the heavens

Chapter 159 When Tianwen comes out, who will fight!

Night is a deep night.

In the Dune Palace.

Zhao Pan sat with his legs crossed, and there was a huge bronze mirror in front of him.

Facing the bronze mirror, he could see his own face.

The night wind blew into the main hall, shaking the gauze curtain endlessly.

Zhao Pan looked at himself in the bronze mirror, faintly visible, with a strong bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

He punched the ground with his fist, and said in a hateful voice: "Teacher Xiang, are you on the verge of dying?"

"If you die, don't I want to be buried with you!"

Zhao Pan's face suddenly became ferocious, and he didn't know what to think of. He stood up abruptly, jumped out, and drew out a long sword hanging on the wall.

He shook the long sword, and the light of the sword kept flickering.

"I can't die!"

"I will not die!"

"I am the Son of Destiny, I am the First Emperor who has never been seen before!"

"Teacher Xiang! You are connected by my blood, and if I don't allow you to die, you can't die!"

His voice echoed endlessly in the hall.

Having said that, Zhao Pan shouted loudly, "Xiao Gao!"

"In His Majesty, the servant is"

Zhao Gao walked out from the side hall, stood in the distance and bowed.

Zhao Pan looked at Zhao Gao with evil eyes, and said coldly, "Have you found the person I want you to look for?"

Zhao Gaocheng said with trepidation: "Your Majesty, the Eagle Guards have sent a message back, saying that they found the trace of Grand Master Xiang in a pasture north of the desert."

Zhao Pan said with a sullen face, "Xiao Gao! Be sure to invite all Mr. Xiang's family back to me!"

"Within seven days! I want to see the living Mrs. Xiang!"

"I want to let him live!"

"Without my permission, how could he die!"

Hearing this, Zhao Gao shuddered, bowed and said, "I understand! I will send someone to do it!"

Zhao Pan said in a cold voice: "The child's hour is coming soon, bring me the blood medicine first, and don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

Hearing this, Zhao Gao waved to the side, and the waiter who was waiting at the side hurriedly brought up the dark blood medicine and placed it in front of Zhao Pan.

Zhao Pan looked at the bowl of blood medicine, picked it up and drank it down.

At this moment, Zhao Pan shouted angrily, "Who is sneaking around, get out!"

The door of the main hall suddenly closed!
A figure shrouded in black robe quietly appeared.

His body is tall and straight, calm and calm, like a king walking in the dark!
Zhao Pan couldn't help sneering when he saw the black-robed man, "It's been many years, and no one has been able to break through the guards of the eagle and wolf guards and come directly to me."

"You are very good!"

"I'll give you a chance!"

"Give you a chance to show your sword!"

The quiet voice of the man in black came out slowly.

"Zhao Pan, son of Zhao Kuo, are you the one who stole our century-old foundation from Great Qin?"

"Okay, very good, for the sake of you unifying the six kingdoms for me, I can leave you a whole body today!"

When Zhao Pan heard this, anger welled up on his face, and he looked at the black-robed man like a wolf with stern eyes.

"Who are you!"

"Dare to speak nonsense in front of me!"

The next moment, Zhao Pan's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

I saw the man in black slowly tearing off the black cloth covering his head. He was a handsome man with a fair face.

For some reason, when Zhao Pan saw the man, his heart suddenly skipped a beat!
It was as if something in me was leaving the body!

Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhao Pan with a ferocious face in front of the bronze mirror, he couldn't help feeling angry.

This person is really daring, pretending to be of Ying's blood, and even ascended the throne.

And like him, he completed the great cause of unifying the six countries.

In a sense, he is indeed the First Emperor!
Ying Zheng's fair face was in stark contrast to Zhao Pan's dark face.

One black and one white!
True and false Yingzheng!

Who is the real dragon!

Who is the real destiny!
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Pan, as if he saw some shadow of himself in him.

Maybe he is the other side of himself!
Like the devil's side!
These days, he hears other people's reviling and hatred for this tyrant every day.

This made Ying Zheng feel mixed feelings.

Even though his face is as cold as iron, there is still surging enthusiasm in his heart.

Facing the accusations and abuse of countless people, he felt the same.

Ying Zheng let out a long sigh of relief, and pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He looked at Zhao Pan, and said in a deep voice, "Today, let me kill you, the imposter."

Zhao Pan heard Ying Zheng repeatedly calling himself "Zhen", and couldn't help being furious, and shouted wildly: "Rebel! Today, I will kill you!"

The next moment, blood flashed in Zhao Pan's eyes, and the veins on his face popped up, and his body jumped out.

Like an arrow leaving the string, it rushed towards Ying Zheng!

Two extremely domineering vigor burst out from his left and right palms!

Ying Zheng looked at each other coldly, unmoved.

Clang!
The next moment, the Tianwen sword was unsheathed!

The sword light instantly filled the entire hall!

Heaven asks the sword!Top ten famous swords, ranked first.

God asks one!
Who fights!

No one has ever seen what Tianwen sword looks like when it is unsheathed!
Heaven asks sword!
Emperor's Sword!

The Sword of the Son of Heaven!

The power contained in it is extremely powerful!
Ying Zheng held it in his hand, jumped out, and the sword flashed.

Bang!
Zhao Pan's fist collided with Ying Zheng's Tianwen Sword!

The energy is scattered in all directions!

Sweep away all the furnishings in the hall!

Sharp sword marks were drawn on the pillars of the main hall!
And those sharp palm prints!
The figures of Ying Zheng and Zhao Pan moved rapidly in the hall!
The sound of energy colliding through the air is endless!
Zhao Pan's yin and yang zhenqi can be pushed out with one palm, and people can be frozen to death!

But Yingzheng's Tianwen sword is not just for nothing, a vast and huge imperial aura emanates from his Tianwen sword!

There was indifference in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Just listen to his mouth whispering: "In the beginning of ancient times, who preached it?"

At this moment, Tian Wenjian's aura suddenly rose several feet!

Hundreds of sword qi blasted out, enveloping Zhao Pan!

Zhao Pan snorted coldly, the blood in his eyes finally broke out completely at this moment!
There is nothing else in his eyes!

I saw him swell with energy!

The black crown suit on his body was blown to pieces by his vigor!

He looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "I will tear you apart!"

The next moment, he waved his arms rapidly, his hands intertwined rapidly, and made several seal knots.

The black and white zhenqi quickly condensed in front of him!
Hundreds of sword qi fell around him, but they couldn't hurt him a bit!
All of them were blocked by his black and white qi!

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Zhao Pan jumped out like a human-shaped murder weapon!

There is boundless power in the palms, and it goes straight to Yingzheng's middle gate!
Ying Zheng was extremely quiet, and waved Tian Wen again in his hand.

He drank again in a deep voice: "The up and down are not in shape, so why test it!"

At this moment, Tian Wenjian seemed to have turned into three!
Simultaneously attack from the upper, middle and lower directions!

The sword light filled the air again!

In the hall, the sword energy and palm strength of the two made a mess!
Zhao Pan's hair was extremely messy, his eyes had lost all reason, and he was madly attacking Ying Zheng!

In this matchup, Yingzheng is already at a disadvantage!
At this moment, Zhao Pan's rapid offensive finally broke through Ying Zheng's airtight defense!
Zhao Pan slapped Ying Zheng on the left shoulder!
At the same time, Ying Zheng's Tianwen Sword also stabbed Zhao Pan's right arm!
Ying Zheng took advantage of the situation to retreat!

As if Zhao Pan couldn't feel any pain, he approached closely!

There was a flash of anger in Ying Zheng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "It's over!"

As soon as Ying Zheng's words fell, his body quickly flew upside down.

And the Tianwen Sword in his hand was flung away by him in a wonderful way.

As soon as Tian Wenjian turned into nine, it flew out like lightning piercing the sky!
call out!
Only nine overlapping sword sounds could be heard in the hall!

Zhao Pan's chasing body immediately stagnated in mid-air and fell.

Zhao Pan looked at the nine big holes on his chest in disbelief!
The Heavenly Questioning Sword pierced straight into his heart!
The blood in Zhao Pan's eyes quietly dissipated.

His eyes looked straight ahead.

He seems to have seen Handan City back then.

He seemed to see his mother who had been dead for many years.

The sound of "Pan'er" seemed to echo in his ears.

Finally, he saw the man who changed his life's destiny slowly walking towards him.

Zhao Pan exhausted his last bit of strength and stretched his hands forward.

"Xiang Shao. Long. I. Hate. You."

The next moment, Ying Zheng rushed forward and pulled out the Tian Wen Sword from Zhao Pan's heart without a trace of blood.

Heaven asks the sword to return to its sheath.

Zhao Pan fell to the ground and died!

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Pan at his feet, with an extremely indifferent face, and said in a cold voice: "I am the real destiny!"

As soon as the words fell, Ying Zheng turned around and walked calmly outside the hall.

……

Above the Dune Palace.

Lu Fengqiu and Ying Zheng stood side by side, looking at the chaotic Dune Palace below, they remained silent for a long time.

Lu Fengqiu said: "The sword just now, His Majesty used the "Hundred Step Flying Sword" of the Guigu Sect?"

Ying Zheng said, "Sir, you have good eyesight."

Lu Fengqiu said: "The Hundred-Step Flying Sword really deserves its reputation. Your Majesty's injury doesn't matter."

Ying Zheng said: "It's okay, this little injury is nothing."

Lu Fengqiu said: "Your Majesty thinks there will be some changes in the Sand Dune Palace in the future."

Ying Zheng said with care and words like gold: "Great chaos will break out."

……

three months later.

The secret stronghold of Momen.

Lu Fengqiu and Ying Zheng are playing chess.

At this moment, the voice of Mu Lingxu, the left protector of Momen came in.

"Sir, there is another news."

Lu Fengqiu said: "Come in and tell."

Mu Lingxu pushed the door in, bowed towards Lu Fengqiu and said, "Sir, the news of the tyrant's death has not been made public, and the tyrant's convoy continued along the parade route, slowly heading towards Xianyang. Only arrived in Xianyang."

"According to reports from our people, Prime Minister Li Si and Zhao Gao secretly colluded to support Hu Hai's enthronement as emperor!"

"Zhao Gao falsely circulated the tyrant's edict, accusing Fusu of being unfilial as a son and Meng Tian as a minister of disloyalty, and ordered them to commit suicide without disobedience."

"As soon as Zhaoling arrived in Shangjun, Fusu hid his face and cried. He went into the inner house and wanted to commit suicide. Meng Tian comforted him and Fusu said that the father will give the son to die. Shang'an please come back! He committed suicide and died!"

"Meng Tian was bestowed to die in Yangzhou by Qin II Hu Hai, and Wang Li commanded Meng Tian's 30 troops!"

Lu Fengqiu nodded slightly, and sighed in his heart, the clever eight-year-old boy in the past still couldn't escape his fate.

Lu Fengqiu said: "Understood."

Mu Lingxu backed away.

Ying Zheng's face became more and more gloomy.

Lu Fengqiu said: "Your Majesty, it's your turn."

Ying Zheng was silent for a long time after hearing the words.

(End of this chapter)