At this moment, the Qin army defeated countless Zhao troops and scattered them into pieces.

Ying Xuan remains supreme.

It is not enough to break the formation, you also have to hurt the opponent.

Holding the spear of thunder in his hand, Ying Xuan locked onto an ancient antique and threw it out with a spear carrying endless thunder.

"Oops!"

The old antique was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He turned around in a hurry, trying to avoid the attack.

But the Thunder Spear was so powerful that it pierced through his back in an instant. Suddenly, there was an explosive force, and it completely exploded in his body, turning him into ashes.

Ying Xuan waved his hand and the Spear of Thunder returned to his hand.

He threw again and saw an old antique with dull eyes. A huge bloody hole was pierced through his head, taking his life directly.

The Spear of Thunder is a semi-holy weapon, and in the hands of Emperor Qin, its power is brought to its extreme.

In an instant, Ying Xuan threw the Thunder Spear three times, killing three old antiques of the Zhao army. His bloody record shocked countless people.

In the Qin State, the most ferocious person is not Bai Qi, but the Qin Emperor!

Looking at the Qin Emperor, although these old antiques of Zhao State were not afraid of death, they felt cold in their hearts. How could they become so fragile?

In the Tongtian realm, Emperor Qin is invincible!

Ying Xuan was not satisfied. This was not enough. He had to kill more powerful Zhao soldiers and make them suffer greater losses on the Guiyuan battlefield, so as to give the Qin army on the other side time to rest.

Zhao Yan!

He wants to kill the most powerful one among these old antiques!

But just as he was about to kill again, a terrifying aura burst out like a mountain torrent, full of rage.