The First Emperor raised the Human King Sword and struck Xu San on the neck.
On the blade of the sword, a green light suddenly appeared. It was the burning soul of the Sixth King.
A sword was struck, and countless lightsabers seemed to be swung down behind him.
In the fierce sword light, there are several dragon roars hidden. It is the luck of several generations of Qin kings!
Wherever the sword points, move forward indomitably!
With the blessing of luck, Ying Zheng's attack is bound to hit, and Xu San has nowhere to hide!
Xu San, who was in a crazy state, no longer had the energy to control those sand people, and only the yellow sand on the field was flying in the wind, adding a touch of coquettishness to the blood.
Xu San's throat was pierced by a sword, and green flames suddenly spread from the wound and gradually swept through his body.
However, the deep obsession in Xu San's eyes showed no sign of dissipating.
He grabbed the sword blade with one hand and pulled it out from his throat. A large amount of blood was sprinkled on the yellow sand.
However, as soon as the sword blade was pulled out, the wound on Xu San's throat healed quickly.
There is no doubt that the First Emperor's attack killed him again, but Xu San survived more.
Apart from his evil deeds, there is probably nothing more important than his life.
However, the Xu San in front of him clearly lacked rational judgment. After he drew out the sword blade, he still stood there, refusing to dodge.
Even the head he had held tightly in his arms fell to the ground unconsciously.
After the head came into contact with the outside air, it had completely returned to its original appearance.
Her hair is thick, her skin is fair, and her facial features are very peaceful.
Although it is obvious that his gender is male, he has an appearance that makes countless women feel ashamed.
Even with today's aesthetics, we have to admit that this is a very beautiful head.
It's a pity that this face is now rolling in the sand, stained by blood, looking very embarrassed and a bit funny.
The First Emperor attacked again, but Xu San relied on his instincts to resist.
Miraculously, when Xu San fell into a state of madness, the Faceless Gods no longer had any thoughts of resisting him.
They obediently followed Xu San's orders and kept exploding their own lives, giving Xu San a chance to breathe.
Even with the help of the remaining power of the sixth generation, Ying Zheng could not resist the faceless deity who blew himself up.
He dodged to avoid the core of the explosion, and then pierced Xu San's chest with a sword from his side.
Not long after, the area around Xu San was already full of potholes.
And his own state was so outrageous that it was almost indescribable, and even being in such a miserable state could be regarded as a compliment at this moment.
On the other side, although Ying Zheng still straightened his back and stood proudly, his actual situation was not as good as it appeared.
The sacrifice of the last strength from the sixth life gave him a chance to fight.
Although the First Emperor's expression was as steady as ever, who could imagine the deep pain in his heart!
Those were the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty, the pioneers who paved the way and laid the foundation for the unification of the Warring States Period!
During the thousands of years of protecting the land where humans live, the sixth emperor has always been by Ying Zheng's side as a secret guard.
Although in terms of status, the Sixth Generation should be regarded as Ying Zheng's ancestors, after so many years of getting along, they are more like friends.
When fighting, they can have a good understanding and cooperate perfectly. In their free time, they can also chat and relieve their boredom.
Even if they stand for many years after death, they are still humans after all, and have the same joys and sorrows as humans.
And the first emperor of the ages was once an ordinary human being after all.
But at the moment, compared to his own grief, stopping Xu San is his mission!
The First Emperor shouted loudly, and the Human King Sword seemed to transform into countless clones, falling at Xu San's feet like a rain of swords.
Xu San's body was immediately riddled with bullets. He staggered forward two steps and accidentally stepped on the head.
The head rolled twice, then rolled back to Xu San's feet.
But even though it was at the center of the explosion, even if it was affected several times by Ying Zheng's attacks, this head was still intact.
Not even a hair was broken!
At this time, one of the eyes on his head suddenly opened. As if he hadn't woken up, the eye only opened a crack and looked at the ground aimlessly.
But the head seemed to be alive, rubbing against Xu San's ankle.
Suddenly, Xu San seemed to wake up suddenly, trembling violently, then stretched out his hand uncontrollably, bent down, and picked up the head.
After being picked up by Xu San again, the eyes on his head were closed again, and there was no other movement, like a dead thing.
Ying Zheng sighed: "It's so pitiful. You have made so many puppets in vain, but now you seem to be a puppet manipulated by others."
The First Emperor's voice was neither happy nor sad, and it was hard to tell whether he was sighing or sighing.
Or maybe it's because he has been accustomed to feeling pity for hateful people since ancient times. On the contrary, he has no feelings for evil people like Xu San who have their own retribution.
The First Emperor still had that calm look on his face, raised his sword and cut off several lives again.
If anyone saw the scene in front of the gate at this moment, they would probably only have a tragic feeling.
Ever since the Sixth Generation besieged Xu San, they had forgotten time and themselves, and had only one thought of destroying the enemy.
But now, after an unknown period of time, Xu San's aura has obviously weakened.
The obsessional madness in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of confusion.
In addition to still holding the ancient god's head tightly, he no longer even instinctively controls the Faceless God to self-destruct.
When Xu San woke up from the madness, panic swept through his brain!
He was horrified to find that he only had four lives left!
Seeing Ying Zheng attacking again, Xu San quickly retreated and shouted at the same time: "Your Majesty! I am controlled by Zhulong!"
"But I also learned some of His plans. I am willing to surrender to you again and help you and the tomb guards eliminate Him!"
Ying Zheng just glanced at him lightly and ignored his words at all.
As the First Emperor, what insidious and cunning tricks had he not seen before? Naturally Xu San could not deceive him with his words.
However, his situation at this moment is also very bad, and the soul power sacrificed by the Sixth King has been burned out.
The long and hard battle also made Ying Zheng mentally exhausted.
Now, if Xu San uses the same suicidal attack as the Faceless God, the First Emperor may not be able to resist it.
Xu San continued to lie: "I do want to become a god. But if all humans are destroyed by him, whose god will I be?"
"Your Majesty, I wanted to escape to the human world before, but it was just to escape from his control."
"You don't have to believe me, but when facing a common powerful enemy, our interests are the same!"
Ying Zheng's mouth opened slightly: "Noisy!"
Xu San is like a fly flying around his ears, and the buzzing sound is annoying.
However, Ying Zheng knew that this was probably a word of mercy he thought of when he was at the end of his rope.