After being incompetent and furious, Wuzhi Qi looked at Ying Zheng with a pair of golden eyes, and rushed back to Ying Zheng again, wanting to grab Ying Zheng with his palms.
But when the furry palm was about to touch Ying Zheng, he seemed to think of something terrible. He trembled and hesitated, and finally did not dare to grab it. He even did not dare to touch the entire dragon ship.
"You are afraid!" Ying Zheng looked directly at Wuzhi Qi and said calmly.
"Afraid, am I afraid? Why should I be afraid? I dare to fight Gengchen and Yinglong, so what do I have to be afraid of!"
"It's you who should be afraid, it's you!"
"I am Wuzhiqi, I have nothing to be afraid of!"
Wuzhiqi was once again on the dragon boat, rushing back and forth on the Huaihe River, rolling and moving, cursing constantly in his mouth.
"You are just afraid!" Ying Zheng's voice came again.
When Wuzhiqi heard Ying Zheng's words again, his heart skipped a beat, and he swung a stick at Long Chuan and Ying Zheng in a daze.
Ying Zheng was still calmly watching the huge blue water stick falling from the sky and hitting him and the dragon boat. There was no fear or fluctuation in his eyes, and he just looked at Wuzhi Qi on the water calmly.
The water stick fell from the sky, but it turned into water vapor above the dragon boat and did not fall.
"Are you really not afraid of death?" Wuzhi Qi jumped back to Ying Zheng, looking at Ying Zheng hesitantly.
"I, the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty and the First Emperor of China, why should I be afraid of you, a beast?" Ying Zheng's eyes and voice were always calm, without any ups and downs.
Wuzhiqi became even more angry, but he didn't dare to take action or even touch Ying Zheng. He could only bombard the water incompetently.
The waves on the Huai River are turbulent, causing the dragon boat to sway continuously.
Ying Zheng, who was standing on the dragon boat, always stood upright on the dragon boat, preventing himself from falling due to the bumps of the dragon boat.
Ying Zheng also noticed that Wuzhiqi was obviously afraid of something. He did not dare to touch him or even destroy the dragon boat.
And judging from Wuzhiqi's performance, it seems that he has experienced some great terror, so he especially hopes to see himself or the kings and emperors groveling in front of him, fearing him, and thus gaining some inexplicable pleasure.
"You can make me the Huai River Water God. No, you can make me the Chinese Water God. Enshrine me and worship me, and I won't care about you. I can even help you manage the entire Chinese water system!" Wuzhiqi suddenly stopped his irritable and condescending remarks.
Looking at Ying Zheng, he seemed to be showing charity and pity.
"Pass my order!" Ying Zheng also spoke.
Wuzhiqi grinned after hearing Ying Zheng's words, so what if he is a king or an emperor, he still has to succumb to his own lustful power.
"Wuzhi Qi is no longer allowed to be worshiped on both sides of the Huai River. All water temples on the Huai River are to be cut down and destroyed. No statues or sacrifices are allowed to be erected or offered to people who are not of my race!" Ying Zheng spoke slowly.
Wuzhiqi's smile stopped and he looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief. He was trying to destroy him!
"You..." Wuzhiqi never expected that it would be counterproductive, that the king and emperor of the human race would be so strong and violent.
You are just asking for a favor, and you can discuss it if you don’t agree. What are you doing!
"I never accept any threats. This is true for kings and the same for emperors. What I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, don't reach out!" Ying Zheng said majestically.
"Since you want to destroy me, then go to hell!" Wuzhiqi could no longer care about anything else and fell directly to Ying Zheng's side, grabbing Ying Zheng's shoulders with both hands.
It wasn't until his hands touched the real thing and grabbed Ying Zheng's shoulders that Wuzhi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and then became more violent, glaring his legs behind Ying Zheng's knees, forcing Ying Zheng to kneel down.
Ying Zheng could not resist, and the huge force forced him to kneel on the dragon boat, but not in front of Wuzhi Qi.
"I kneel down here, but I kneel down to the heroes of our Great Qin who died in the Huai River!" Ying Zheng said coldly, not only kneeling down, but also bowing down.
"You!" Wuzhiqi originally thought that Ying Zheng had given in, but he didn't expect this result.
Then he could feel Ying Zheng trying to stand up, so he increased his strength again, and put his palm on Ying Zheng's head, asking him to kowtow to him.
"Wuzhi Qi, you are looking for death!" Wang Ben flew up from the water, saw this humiliating side, flew toward Wuzhi Qi angrily, and stabbed Wuzhi Qi with the spear in his hand.
"Noisy!" Wuzhiqi didn't even look at Wang Ben, and waved his palm print again, smashing Wang Ben out.
However, Wang Ben, who was knocked away by the wind from his palm, ignored it and attacked Wuzhi Qi again.
Wuzhiqi frowned, are these people not afraid of death?
Not only Wang Ben, but also the soldiers who fell into the water on the dragon boat, the secret guards guarding Ying Zheng, and the snare killers all rushed towards Wuzhi Qi one after another.
Even though they knew very well that they might not even get close to Wuzhiqi, they couldn't do it just to watch their king being humiliated!
The Lord humiliates the minister and dies!
Even if they know they are defeated, they cannot let His Majesty be humiliated!
Therefore, they abandoned life and death, even if it only consumed Wuzhiqi's insignificant strength, they would do it!
At least while they are alive, they cannot let their king be humiliated!
At this moment, one after another figures landed on the dragon boat, and then were knocked away at a faster speed, and were even directly beaten into blood mist by the palm wind. However, no one retreated or escaped, and they followed one after another.
"Kneel down and surrender to me, I will let them go!" Wuzhiqi said coldly.
Ying Zheng looked around at the guards rushing towards Wuzhi Qi like moths to a flame, and stubbornly insisted on standing up, keeping his spine upright.
"They are all heroes of our Great Qin. They are not afraid of life and death. Why should I surrender? If I surrender, it will be the greatest insult to them!" Ying Zheng said coldly.
"Unreasonable!" Wuzhiqi continued to suppress Ying Zheng, preventing him from standing up. At the same time, he pointed at the guards who rushed up and killed them, hoping to force Ying Zheng to surrender.
"Let your Majesty speak and plead for you!" Wuzhiqi did not kill any more, but grabbed Wang Ben and other guards onto the dragon boat with one palm, and forced everyone to kneel on the dragon boat with the force of his palm, kneeling on his own
.
"We are notorious killers, and we never thought that one day we would be recognized by the world. We are just a group of cockroaches and rats wandering in the stinking ditch..." the leader of the killers in the snare said slowly.
"Yes, that's it. We live like ants, but we should also know the meaning of life!" Wuzhiqi smiled.
"So, you die!" The leader of Luowen desperately delivered the most fatal blow towards Wuzhiqi.
Similarly, other snare killers also took action, swinging the last sword of their lives towards Wuzhi Qi.
In the past, their habit was to miss a hit and escape thousands of miles away, but this time they will not retreat again!
They are notorious killers and shady cockroaches and rats, but they are always China!