Your Majesty rule the universe

The power of the heroic spirit was drawn from the spirit vein again, and the golden light shrouded Yingzheng like a mist.

The moment the fighter plane hit the golden light, it was like hitting a mountain. No matter how hard the shell was, it would shatter.

Then, several fighter planes rushing towards Ying Zheng exploded.

The explosion center formed by the chain explosion reaction had a high temperature of thousands of degrees. The heat wave and the aftermath of the explosion swept in, causing Ying Zheng, who had already drawn too much strength, to shake.

The boy shook his head, trying to keep his sanity from being affected.

"His Majesty!"

Tai'an's eager voice suddenly came from the sound transmission of the divine sense, "Please stop drawing power from the spiritual veins! Now that the main heroic spirit has not yet returned, the Hall of All Souls still has restrictions on your approval, and power is not indispensable. Cut it off, if you continue to output power like this, it may cause harm to you."

"Too good."

Ying Zheng paused, "Are you advising your monarch to flee from the battlefield?"

Tai Ah lowered his brows and eyes sadly at the accusation from the heroic spirit he served.

Even though his understanding of His Majesty made him clear that whatever his Majesty decided to do, even ghosts and gods could not stop him, but he still tried to persuade his Majesty.

"Your Majesty, I request you to evacuate from here temporarily."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and his eyes were sharp. He stretched out his hand to the side, holding the cold sword hilt from the golden light.

"Daqin has never been a king of fearless warfare! Tai Ah, shut up. What you are doing now is tantamount to destroying your kingly way."

"Since I have made up my mind to protect the place where I stand, there is no possibility of going back on my word."

The long sword in the young man's hand was out of its sheath, and the cold light was sharp.

"Anyone who stands in my way shall be cut off!"

The long sword swung out, and the four-foot-long blade shone with a sharp edge, slashing at the rushing fighter plane.

Cutting the iron like mud, he immediately cut the fighter plane in half.

The monster's viscous blood spurted out, and the corpse fell with the fighter plane.

"Anyone who disturbs my ambition shall be executed!"

The young man held his sword horizontally in front of him, cutting off all the attacking fighters.

One person with one sword, guarding the sky alone, stopped the invasion of the city by the fighter group for a long time.

"Unless I die from exhaustion, this battle will never end!"

"What is behind me is not only the city where I live temporarily and the foreign people who have goodwill towards me. It is also the territory and subjects that I have not yet returned to!"

"Want to step into the earth, and even stretch out dirty claws to the land of the East?"

Ying Zheng sneered, "Wishful thinking!"

The young man's slender body contained great strength, and the golden cloud platform appeared under his feet with his agile movements, supporting him.

Just like a dragon swimming in the sky, every attack will cause fighter planes and roaring monsters to fall.

There was a rain of fighter wreckage and monster corpses in the sky.

Ying Zheng's handsome face with a little childishness was filled with a murderous look at the moment.

The young emperor was furious, and the world was moved.

Tai Ah's figure followed his king far away, but at this moment, only a faint golden shadow remained on his tall body.

He stared intently at his little majesty, his chest full of pride.

But there was worry in his eyes.

For the spirits of the Hall of All Souls, serving spiritual practitioners is an indispensable existence.

The spiritual cultivator who comes before the heroic spirits not only undertakes the role of offering the power of the heroic spirits, the memory of the past, the cognition of the present world, and handles all the chores of the heroic spirits walking in the world and connecting with the Hall of All Souls, but also the storage of the power of the heroic spirits. device.

When the heroic spirit walks in the world, the spiritual practitioners who accompany him are the source of emergency power supply for the heroic spirit to open specific skills.

And once the power drawn by the heroic spirit exceeds a certain threshold, the protection mechanism of the Hall of All Souls for the heroic spirit will be activated, reducing the power quota for the spiritual practitioners and supplying all the power to the heroic spirit.

At this time, the spiritual cultivator who serves the spirit will lose even the power to maintain the human form, and will return to the form before the transformation, and continue to follow the heroic spirit until the power is full again.

Ying Zheng, who came to the Hall of All Souls without a formal process, was not clear about this, but Tai Ah would never let his Majesty be embarrassed by this, so he chose to keep silent.

Even though the power Yingzheng used had already surpassed the threshold, Tai Ah who had lost his human form only gently embraced everything about his little majesty and supported all the determinations of his little majesty.

It wasn't until the continuously decreasing power finally reached a value that could be called dangerous for the heroic spirits that Tai Ah finally sounded a reminder.

Tai Ah, who was rejected as expected, looked at Ying Zheng worriedly, with open arms ready to catch the crumbling boy at any time.

Ying Zheng couldn't remember how many fighters he had hacked, and how many monsters' bodies had been cut off by Yu Fengjian.

A ray of fatigue appeared in the corner of his eyes, and the gradually empty spiritual veins made him feel tired like a human being.

Finally, a white light flashed in front of Ying Zheng's eyes, and he lost consciousness for a moment.

"Your Majesty!" Tai Ah exclaimed.

The next moment, the young emperor forced himself to open his light golden eyes again by relying on his strong willpower that surpassed the gods, and he regained his footing in the sky after falling a short distance from the sky.

In exhaustion, Yingzheng looked back at the city behind him, and the land in the east that could not return because of the imperial government's refusal to descend, his eyes were soft.

In New York City, S.H.I.E.L.D. finally recovered from the severe blow. Agents used heavy weapons to attack monsters and fighters, supported the Avengers, and protected the city.

The bodies of the Avengers were scarred and exhausted, but they still mechanically raised their fists, drew their bows and arrows, and roared to repel the invading alien monsters.

Thanks to Ying Zheng sticking to the sky, no fighter plane or warship broke through the defense line and rushed to the ground, and no more enemy ground was added, the situation began to be controlled by the Avengers.

Looking at such a city, Ying Zheng's eyes became firm again.

Even though the arm has exceeded the limit of fatigue, the movement of swinging the sword is gradually slow and heavy.

"Chong--!"

Finally, in another large-scale attack by fighter planes, the boy could no longer hold the hilt of his sword.

The long sword was released under the gunfire, and Ying Zheng's light golden eyes slowly closed.

In the spiritual vein, the power completely dried up.

"His Majesty!"

Tai Ah roared in horror, desperately rushing towards his little Majesty who was about to fall.

At this moment, a well-knit hand grasped the weak palm of the young man, waved lightly, and held the long sword that was knocked out again in his hand.

"madness."

The deep and magnetic voice rang coldly in the boy's ears. Even though the tone was not high-pitched, it still had the deterrent power to resound through the sky.

The emperor does not get angry and prestiges himself, and he adds power to the sea.

The brilliant golden light condensed into a solid body, and Dizheng's tall body appeared behind the unconscious teenager.

One of his slender and powerful arms wrapped around the boy's waist and he brought it into his arms, and he held a sword in his hand and pointed at the fighter plane rushing towards him.

The handsome face of the young man was covered with frost.

"Why do you think this sword is named Yufeng?"

"How do you think the king of Great Qin came to fight in person?"

"Only relying on a little blood in the chest, recklessly insisting on the kingly way that you can't uphold, this is not the courage of the emperor."

"This is the ignorant and senseless anger of everyone."

Even knowing that the boy in his arms could no longer hear the surrounding voices, Dizheng still spoke out his evaluation mercilessly.

Bright gold continuously emerged from the body of the imperial government, illuminating the low night like day.

The youth's tall body turned into golden light again, blending with the youth.

Ying Zheng's slender figure gradually stretched and slender, and his strong and powerful body concealed 9000 years of terrifying power.

The long black hair floated in the air behind him automatically without wind.

Like melting gold and the scorching sun, when Ying Zheng opened his eyes again, the eyes were golden.

If it is said that young people are like a towering mountain that cannot be bent, then the young emperor at this time is the unshakable history and cornerstone.

He is the historical embodiment of the land of the East, and he is the epitome of 9000 years of immortality.

He is heaven, earth and law.

The young man disappeared, only Ying Zheng, the remaining young man, stood alone in the sky, holding a long sword, his eyebrows and eyes as sharp as knives.

Even if he just glanced at it, he felt the painful illusion of being cut, so he only dared to bend down and prostrate on the ground in front of him, bowed his head and bowed before the emperor, offering all his respect and fear.

Even the inhuman alien monster on the other side was stunned by Ying Zheng's casual glance.

Fear of danger made them stand still for a moment, until the battleship group issued a warning sound again, and the fighter planes received strict orders reorganized into a huge echelon, launching the most violent and intensive attack on Yingzheng.

The gorgeous and thick golden light formed an unstoppable light screen in front of Ying Zheng, and quickly spread to cover the entire sky, completely isolating the sky and the earth.

All the fired artillery fire had not even had time to reach Ying Zheng's face, they had already trembled and exploded violently in the air filled with powerful heroic power, turning into ashes and annihilated in the golden light.

Ying Zheng watched blankly, whether it was a fighter plane or a monster rushing towards him, they were all flying ashes in front of him, his golden eyes were indifferent.

Until there were no more fighter planes in the hundreds of battleships coming out of the open weapon hatches, the air was filled with the stench of burnt monsters, and gray mist of dust was floating everywhere.

The monsters in the battleship that had been arrogant a moment ago finally trembled. They looked at Ying Zheng in horror, were shocked by his strength, and realized that this was a powerful enemy they could not provoke.

The fleet of battleships sounded a rapid long cry one after another, passing orders backwards.

The battleships that lost all their soldiers turned around one after another, and rushed towards the pitch-black wormhole above the clouds at the limit of their speed, trying to escape from the earth back to the universe.

However, Ying Zheng, who had been watching indifferently, finally moved.

"How to appease my anger with life, with blood, with the complete defeat of the enemy and my absolute victory."

"For the crime of angering me and offending me, I will punish the enemy as the first emperor of Qin Dynasty."

Yingzheng's deep and magnetic voice was like the approaching winter, cruelly sending down the emperor's decree.

His slender hand with well-defined joints held the Yufeng sword and lifted it up. The body of the sword was covered by golden light. Under the light, the body of the sword was broken and reassembled.

At this moment, the Yufeng sword held by the First Emperor finally opened completely, revealing its true appearance.

"This is, the overbearing sword, one sword can shake the world, flatten mountains and rivers, destroy six kingdoms, behead all enemies, and conquer the universe."

"Everything that stands in my way is my enemy."

"In the name of the Great Qin Shihuang Yingzheng, I order—"

"cut--!"

Ying Zheng's slender arm swung down, and the mighty lightsaber immediately slashed forward with the irresistible dominance of the emperor.

Qin Shihuang - The Overbearing Sword of the Universe is now open and confirmed

Why domineering?Wherever the emperor conquered, the mountains and rivers were wiped out, and the country's cities were wiped out. No matter whether the enemies bowed their heads or not, they were crushed to death.

The ambition of the emperor is the direction of dominance.

In the void, there was the sound of gears turning, and the center agreed.

The golden light is the sharpest blade, even if the alien warships have the strongest shell and the fastest speed, they cannot escape the Yufeng sword.

"boom--!"

All the battleships were like soft tofu being cut by a sharp knife, smashed into countless pieces with a huge roar, and fell from the sky one after another.

The moment it touched the golden light screen covering the entire sky, it burned violently into a wisp of ashes, which was scattered in the wind.

The dark and dangerous wormholes were forced to collapse quickly under the golden light, and the power generated by the backlog was silently swallowed by the golden light.

The wormhole that originally expanded to the top of the sky shrunk rapidly, as if the broken sky had been repaired.

And zoomed out to the end, the "cube" reappeared.

The "cube" that lost all its radiance and strength became gray, like an ordinary cube.

Then, it fell straight down.

"Crack-!"

The fine lines quickly covered the "square body", and after a crisp sound, the "square body" split in two and was powerlessly swallowed by the golden light.

This sword kills all alien invaders, smashes warships, closes wormholes, and shatters the cosmic mine core with powerful cosmic power.

The wrath of the emperor shook the world.

And Ying Zheng stood where he was, with the wind blowing his long hair calmly.

Only at the moment when absolute victory was declared, did condescending indifference flash across those golden eyes.

"This is the overbearing sword of the universe."

"Yufeng sword is my domineering sword. My kingly way is domineering conquest."

"But how dare you block his way with a body like an ant. Although he is stupid and clumsy, he is also persistent and pure. How can you tarnish his ambition."

"He is the prince of the Great Qin Dynasty, who will inherit the throne and achieve the immortal reputation of the Great Qin Dynasty."

—Although it is a bit stupid now.

Such thoughts crossed Ying Zheng's mind indifferently.