"The Holy Infant who descended from heaven and was conquered by Great Qin before?"
"Hahahaha... little Yingzheng, no one will come to save you even if you scream until your throat is broken today!"
"A mere child, no matter how powerful his talent is, will never be able to withstand the attack of three golden immortal killers!"
"Don't care who he is, kill him with all your strength!"
"Changes will happen later! Hunt down Ying Zheng, and then fight for the Kowloon Order!"
…
The Xuankong Peak disciples and the top ten geniuses of Kunlun Immortal Palace brought by Pan Weneng all showed disdain, with arrogance and contempt in their eyes.
In their eyes, looking at the entire Qin Dynasty, except for Ying Zheng, everyone else is just a chicken and a dog, and they are completely vulnerable.
But Qin Nan didn't pay attention to them at all.
How could a baby who had just been born for less than three years be a match for monks like them who had practiced for decades or hundreds of years?
What's more, this time the Yin and Yang Sect actually dispatched three golden immortal killers, which were clearly a one-hit kill!
The void shook, but the three golden immortal killers from the Yin Yang Sect did not slack off at all.
The reason why they can make a bonfire to this day is due to their own prudence and strength.
Three rays of golden light flew through the air from three directions, rushing straight towards Long Chu.
Long Xunei.
Golden light flashed in Ying Zheng's palm, and a golden sword appeared in his palm.
He is also a genuine and powerful man in the Golden Immortal Realm. Without the blessing of the Nine Dragons Order, part of the great Qin's national destiny condensed in him has passed away, and the world's faith and popularity have also been completely lost.
This caused his cultivation level to drop directly to the early stage of the Golden Fairy Realm, but this did not mean that he would choose to sit back and wait for death.
"King Yuzhou! I hope you can respect me and help me."
Ying Zheng rose into the sky with his sword and ran directly towards one of the Golden Immortal Killers.
The void shook, and the two people struck each other, creating huge ripples in the void. The waves surged like huge waves in the ocean, and the surrounding void blockade was completely washed away.
The horrific aftermath shook all the monks within a few dozen miles.
In Da Qin's ranks, the civil servants who had no power to tie a chicken and had no cultivation at all were safe and sound, but those civil and military officials with any cultivation at all, as well as the ten thousand silver-armored soldiers guarding Ying Zheng, were all affected by this violent force.
The aftermath was blown dozens of miles away.
Rumble...
"kill!"
"Ying Zheng, you will definitely die today!"
Two other Golden Immortal Killers also surrounded him.
Suddenly, Ying Zheng was unable to resist. The golden sword in his hand moved horizontally, but his body kept retreating.
Three Golden Immortal Realm powerhouses launched a peak showdown, and the horrific aftermath was beyond the ability of ordinary monks to bear.
After a few breaths, the only monks who could stay by the Nine Dragon Altar to watch the battle were those who had reached the Mahayana realm.
The top ten geniuses of Kunlun Immortal Palace are ready to make a move.
Some of them came from the aristocrats of the Six Kingdoms of Shandong. How could they not be angry at the hatred of destroying their families and their countries?
"Everyone, if we hunt down Ying Zheng today, we can use his head to pay homage to our late emperor!"
"kill!"
"Brother Wei, wait for me!"
"Let's go together! The Yin and Yang faction will never target without aim! This time they don't want Wanli to send people to hunt Ying Zheng, they must have been plotting for a long time! Although Ying Zheng lost the Nine Dragons Order, he is still the supreme one in the world! Kill him!
A human head can get us the attention of Immortal Court!"
"Brother Wang is right! Ying Zheng's head belongs to us!"
"Hmph! The Yin and Yang Sect has long wanted to compete with our Kunlun Immortal Palace. If they kill Ying Zheng today, we will not look good!"
"Pan Wuneng, you immediately lead people to flatten the Great Qin Emperor's Palace and eliminate all forces that resist the Kunlun Immortal Palace! We are enough here!"
…
The ten geniuses from Kunlun Immortal Palace stepped into the air one after another.
Although their cultivation base is not as strong as Pan Weneng's, their status in Kunlun Immortal Palace is no lower than Pan Weneng's.
A hint of coldness flashed across Pan Weneng's eyes.
Being ordered around by a bunch of young kids in public made him very embarrassed and lost all face.
Despite this, he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. He could only look at the Xuan Kong Peak disciples and shouted in the air:
"Follow me to the Xianyang Imperial Palace, remember, anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"
"I obey the Peak Lord's order! Kill!"
"I will obey the Peak Lord's order, kill, kill, kill..."
The voices of the Xuankong Peak disciples were like thunder, and the earth-shattering sound made the people in the entire Xianyang Imperial Capital tremble.
Pan Wuneng took the lead and rushed directly to the Xianyang Imperial Palace.
He looked up to the sky and roared, and the turbulent and terrifying aura was like a big wave breaking a dike, quickly spreading in all directions.
The powerful aura in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal Realm is like a gluttonous beast devouring the earth wherever it passes. All the monks, whether they are civil or military officials, or top generals such as Li Xin, Wang Li, and Huang Feng, are unable to compete with it.
Everyone could only watch helplessly as Pan Wuneng rushed toward the Xianyang Imperial Palace with one sword and one man.
In front of the Xianyang Imperial Palace.
Hu Hai, Zhao Gao and other confidants have been waiting here for a long time.
As soon as Ying Zheng was besieged by the three golden immortals, he led his people to escape in order to save the Xianyang Imperial Palace, which would be his imperial palace in the future.
As the legitimate son of Emperor Qin, he would naturally not let Pan Weneng destroy the Xianyang Imperial Palace at will.
"The Thirteenth Prince Hu Hai, together with his civil and military officials, pays homage to Master Pan Feng!"
A streak of light flew through the air.
Behind him were more than a dozen Xuan Kongfeng disciples. Along the way, they had killed hundreds of Daqin officials and worshiping monks who resisted.
"Hu Hai, how dare you stop me!"
Pan Weneng snorted and shouted.
Hu Hai showed no fear on his face, and there was a terrifying cold light in his black eyes.
I saw him slowly taking out a tiger's mouth token from his arms and saying loudly:
"Seeing the tiger's order is like seeing the palace master! Pan is incompetent. After today, Ying Zheng will die! And this young master will also become the new master of Da Qin! From then on, Da Qin will submit to the rule of Kunlun Immortal Palace again!"
"Hu Ben Order?"
Pan Weneng's eyes were startled, and he immediately stepped down into the air.
"Okay! Hu Hai, hand over King Yuzhou of Great Qin! Otherwise, I will definitely rush into the Xianyang Imperial Palace and take action!"
His face was gloomy.
Seeing that he was almost done, he didn't expect that "Hu Hai" would appear halfway!
Hu Hai's eyes were cold and he raised his eyebrows. Zhao Gao on the side understood the idea, stepped forward and said loudly:
"Master Pan, King Yuzhou of the Great Qin took away all the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion of the Great Qin and disappeared without a trace a year ago. To this day, the Skynet spies under his command have not detected his whereabouts! This is absolutely true.
It’s absolutely true, I hope the Lord of the Peak will understand clearly!”
"What! This is impossible!"
Pan Weneng looked shocked.
A month ago, his spiritual mind captured the aura of the Holy Infant descended from heaven in the Great Qin Palace.
Since then, his spiritual mind has been monitoring the entire Xianyang Imperial Palace, and he is convinced that the holy infant descended from the sky has never left Xianyang City.
"Nonsense! Xuan Kongfeng disciples obey the order, leave them alone, and rush directly into the Xianyang Imperial Palace! As long as you find the holy infant descended from the sky and bring it back to Kunlun Mountain, it will be a great achievement! Give it to me!"
Pan Weneng gave an order, and the dozen or so Xuan Kongfeng disciples behind him could no longer restrain themselves and immediately rushed in through the air.
The Xianyang Imperial Palace is magnificent, and Ying Zheng gathered here the beauties from all over the world, gold and silver jewelry, and all kinds of cultivation resources, which is terrifying.
Entering here is like entering a huge treasure house.
Money attracts people's hearts, not to mention that opportunities like this don't come around often.
"Remember, the head of the Holy Infant is mine!"
Pan Wuneng looked at Hu Hai and laughed wildly.
"Yeah?"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in Pan Weneng's ears, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.