"Tsk! It's truly remarkable that one can cultivate physical strength to such a level."
Unfortunately, no matter how powerful your physical strength is, it hasn't yet reached a level that truly transcends the limits of the mortal realm.
Instead of retreating, Yang Cheng advanced, stepping directly into the boundless storm. His body shone with the light of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and the storm, which was powerful enough to tear apart bronze chariots, was disintegrated by his light.
Wei Zun roared and slammed his giant hammer down, the force of which was terrifying, like a falling meteor.
However, in terms of strength, Yang Cheng far surpassed this burly man.
The three-pointed double-edged sword plunged directly into the giant hammer and suddenly pulled towards itself!
A powerful force came from the giant hammer. Wei Zun roared, but his body kept falling towards Yang Cheng.
The next moment, Yang Cheng used his three-pointed double-edged sword to flick and slash, shattering Wei Zun's giant hammer. His other giant hammer, which was blocking Yang Cheng's way, was also torn apart.
Before Wei Zun could react, Yang Cheng's three-pointed double-edged sword had already slashed down again!
Without his weapon, Wei Zun roared, crossed his arms, and black demonic energy surged around him, directly trapping Yang Cheng's blade. However, the blade's light tore through his arm armor, revealing his rock-solid, bluish-gray skin, which already bore a deep blade mark.
Yang Cheng said in a deep voice, "Surrender, you are no match for me."
Ying Tao is a man who ostracizes Prince Fusu, and despite being a member of the Qin royal family, he colludes with Xu Fu. Why would you fight to the death for such a person?
Wei Zun said in a muffled voice, "It was Lord Junhou who rescued me from death row, otherwise I would still be moving stones to build the Great Wall."
"Your Excellency has shown me a life of kindness, and I shall repay you with my life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Zun's blood and qi were burning wildly, and his whole body was covered in black and red flames as he roared to meet Yang Cheng's blade.
Yang Cheng sighed.
People of this era are filled with a simple and chivalrous spirit; they make promises after three cups of wine and consider the Five Sacred Mountains as light as water.
The saying "a drop of water in need should be repaid with a spring of water" is the most basic moral principle for them.
Ying Tao rescued him from death row, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to offer his life for Ying Tao.
As a brilliant crimson light flashed across Yang Cheng's blade, Wei Zun's blood and qi suddenly froze under the execution.
The head rolled to the ground, and blood gushed out from the headless corpse like a fountain.
Yang Cheng, wielding his three-pointed double-edged sword, charged forward once more. This time, fear finally appeared on the faces of all the Qin soldiers, who instinctively retreated.
Wei Zun was a general under Ying Tao, incredibly brave and fierce, even the kind of peerless warrior who could fight ten thousand men single-handedly, but he was easily killed by the person in front of him.
Faced with such an enemy comparable to gods and Buddhas, ordinary soldiers, no matter how many there are, would only be sent to their deaths.
The Qin army was indeed elite, but even the most elite soldiers would feel fear and apprehension when facing such an incapable opponent.
At this moment, the army in front of them split up once again, and hundreds of Black Dragon Riders charged out from among them, like a jet-black arrow.
The hundred or so Black Dragon Riders that Ying Tao brought were not actually intended to be used in the battle; they were just there to make a show of force.
However, in this situation, it could be used to kill Yang Cheng.
However, if Ying Tao had known that Yang Cheng had once killed two hundred Black Dragon Riders, he wouldn't have sent them to their deaths.
Boundless blood-fiend sword energy condensed around Yang Cheng, and as soon as that overwhelming blood-fiend sword energy was released, it densely enveloped the Black Dragon Riders.
The black dragon riders' murderous aura was gradually worn away, and one by one they fell to the ground.
Yang Cheng swept his three-pointed double-edged sword down, the blade's light spreading for dozens of feet, and all the Black Dragon Riders fell into pools of blood in front of Yang Cheng in an instant!
Having successively slain Wei Zun and defeated the Black Dragon Riders, Ying Tao abruptly stood up on the high platform and roared, "Who is this guy?! Who exactly is he?!"
The surrounding generals remained silent.
How could they possibly know who Yang Cheng is?
"Set up the formation! I'm going to kill this guy myself!"
With a wave of his hand, Ying Tao immediately summoned some sorcerers dressed in black, who then began setting up an array below the platform using various tools, the tools of which were extremely bizarre.
There was human blood, human bones, human skin, and various internal organs—it was like a slaughterhouse.
Ying Tao stood on the high platform, broke off his index finger, revealing the grim bone fragment, and carved a symbol that looked like a hieroglyph on his forehead.
As blood splattered, Ying Tao's face resembled that of a demon.
Ying Tao chanted in an unknown language, veins bulging on his head as if he were summoning some incredibly powerful force.
If Yang Cheng and Zhang Liang were here, they would definitely have heard the name that Ying Tao mentioned most often.
Mirotan Dharma Corpse Heaven!
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