Storm of gods and demons!
Facing this storm, the old antique felt a little unstable, as if billions of gods and demons were attacking him.
"We can't let the Qin Emperor get away with his violence!"
The old antique shouted, and raised his hand to emit a sharp sword energy, "Heavenly Sword Style!"
At first, there was only one sword light, but in an instant, millions of sword lights appeared in the sky like a violent storm, densely packed and continuously slashing at the Qin Emperor.
He knew that he could do nothing to the Qin Emperor.
But he would rather use his own life to consume the power of the Qin Emperor.
The sword flashed down, and Ying Xuan's expression remained motionless and indifferent.
"How is this possible!"
What made the old antique unbelievable was that when the sword light fell beside Qin Huang, it disappeared in an extremely strange way and entered into a strange area.
Immortal power, creating a vacuum area.
Ying Xuan’s unparalleled imperial power!
"Don't underestimate the Qin Emperor, his methods are too strange!"
When Zhao Yuanji saw this scene, although he did not fight with the Qin Emperor, he felt deeply frightened in his heart.
"No matter how strange the field is, there is a limit to what one can endure!"
The old antique was furious, and millions of sword lights gathered into one in an instant. He held a huge sword in his hand, and in the raging storm, he approached him and chopped down at the head of the Qin Emperor.
He was an old antique from the founding of the ancient Zhao State, the first generation of entrepreneurs, and was also a fierce general when he was young.
Ying Xuan raised his eyes slightly, and a spear appeared in his hand. He threw it out, and it flashed like a thunder, immediately shattering the giant sword and directly knocking the old antique back.
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