Qin Shihuang looked at the armored man coldly, his eyes still full of indifference.
Or, it should be said, the domineering spirit of a king.
The armored man was obviously irritated by the disdain in Qin Shihuang's eyes.
He snorted heavily and stabbed Qin Shihuang with his sword.
The sword energy was so fierce that it seemed to tear through the void. Wherever it went, the Jedi aliens and soldiers below were knocked down by the aftermath of the energy.
The sword energy struck Qin Shihuang in an instant.
Qin Shihuang took a step forward on the broad sword at his feet and struck with his axe.
A blast of energy that was so sharp that it was frightening came out from the blade and landed on the flying sword.
Holding the long sword with unparalleled momentum, he was directly chopped away.
Almost at the same time that the long sword was hacked away, the armored man on the opposite side who was wielding a sword in the air suddenly collapsed.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down.
The sword he just struck was the result of his lifelong cultivation. If he failed to hit the target, he would be counterattacked by the sword energy.
The Qi around Qin Shihuang's body dissipated, he turned around, and slowly moved his sword towards the palace. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Generals of Qin, guard against the enemy!"
The torture ax in his hand fell on the city wall, but he didn't care.
Chu Tianshu seemed to see that his face became very pale.
He said to Shi Xiexin next to him: "Master, the situation of the First Emperor doesn't seem to be very good."
Xie Huaixin’s eyes were solemn.
The Da Qin soldiers in the underground palace fought back even more fiercely.
It seemed that all the soldiers had joined the battle group, and even the guards in the palace in the distance were gathering towards the city wall.
Outside the city, the attacks of those Jedi aliens became even more crazy.
Without the suppression of Qin Shihuang, no one could stop the Rakshasa clan with Xuanyan cultivation.
At this moment, more than half of the golden-armored generals who were facing the enemy in the air with their swords had been destroyed.
Zhi Zong also died at the hands of the green-faced cavalry, and Zhi De was seriously injured.
On Chu Tianshu's side, Ren Changfeng and Ye Shaoliu were both injured. If Chu Tianshu and Chu Xidao hadn't come to their aid in time, Ren Changfeng would have lost his life.
Seeing that everyone was busy fighting against the aliens, Huang Caiwei, who had been staying in the corner, quietly walked towards the torture ax that fell on the top of the city.
Just when she leaned down and her fingertips had already touched the torture ax, the Buddha's cry of relief suddenly came to her ears: "Amitabha."
Huang Caiwei's movements suddenly froze.
Just when Huang Caiwei was about to straighten up, she heard the letter of relief saying: "Pick it up."
Huang Caiwei raised her head in astonishment and looked at the letter of relief, wondering if she had heard it wrong.
The letter of relief repeated again: "Pick it up."
Huang Caiwei then stretched out her hands again and picked up the torture ax on the ground.
Her eyes were shining brightly, and her whole body was trembling with excitement.
Shi Huaixin then said: "Juexin, pick up the torture ax and go fight... Behind you are the unarmed Chinese people..."
Huang Caiwei sneered: "To the people of China, I am also a foreigner."
Xie Waixin said: "But, after all, they are in the same world as you."
Huang Caiwei asked: "If I refuse, will you recite the soul-binding curse?"
He nodded with relief.
Huang Caiwei asked again: "If I help you fight off those aliens, will you no longer restrain me?"
Xie Huaixin nodded: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, the official Ximen's exclamation came from not far away: "Old monk, help me."
But it was the Rakshasa clan with Xuanyan cultivation who rushed over again.
Chu Tianshu, Bei Youya, and Ximen Guanren joined forces, but they were still shot away by the Rakshasa woman.
The Rakshasa woman had a clear goal and went straight to Chu Tianshu.
Chu Xidao and Huangfu Zhaonan's brows were filled with red flames, and they blocked the Rakshasa woman without hesitation.
However, before he could step forward, Xie Yanxin blocked him in front of him at a faster speed.
Ren Changfeng, who was lying in the corner with a pale face, gritted his teeth and said: "Why didn't Qin Shihuang kill this monster too?
If this evildoer doesn't die, I'm afraid all of us will end up here today."
Ye Shaoliu next to him also looked solemnly: "Perhaps, he has also reached the end of his strength."
In fact, even people who did not see anything wrong with Qin Shihuang could guess that Qin Shihuang was not in good condition.
Otherwise, how could he, who had been saying "fight to the death and never retreat", return to the palace.
The Rakshasa woman screamed: "Seeking death!"
Shi Huaixin clasped his hands together: "If I don't go to hell, who will? Amitabha..."
The Rakshasa woman held her spear firmly and stabbed the letter of relief: "You go and die first."
Shi Huaixin stepped on the Zen staff and slowly floated into the air, arriving at the same height as the Rakshasa woman.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Shi Xie Xin's low voice echoed in everyone's ears.
As he pronounced the Buddha's name again, everyone was surprised to find that a dark flame bloomed between his eyebrows.
Shi Huaixin's body began to expand rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, his monk's robes burst.
His exposed skin is also pitch black, as if made of steel, which makes people feel that it contains infinite power and has a great visual impact.
At this moment of relief, black flames began to light up around him, his expression of compassion disappeared, and his whole person was filled with an indescribable evil spirit.
Everyone was shocked.
Bei Youya murmured to himself: "What on earth is going on?"
Everyone subconsciously looked at Zhi De, wanting him to give an explanation, but found that Zhi De, who was seriously injured, had passed out.
In mid-air, the letter of relief was filled with black flames, and he said murderously: "Devil, go to hell!"
He made a backhand move, and the Blade of Immortality in Chu Tianshu's hand flew out and fell into his hand.
The black flames surrounding Xie Xin enveloped the Immortal Blade.
He raised the knife with both hands, holding the black flaming immortal blade, and slashed hard at the Rakshasa woman in front of him.
"Pretend to be a ghost."
The Rakshasa woman snorted coldly, waved her spear in her hand without fear, and attacked.
boom!
The violent energy was generated from where their swords and guns clashed, and then spread out in all directions like waves.
Chu Tianshu clearly saw a circular air wave centered on Shi Huai Xin and the Rakshasa woman, spreading out in all directions.
The aliens and warriors who were slightly closer to them were even directly shattered when exposed to this air wave.
The spear in the Rakshasa woman's hand shattered instantly after she blocked Shi Huaixin's blow.
The Rakshasa woman let out a clear cry from her mouth and quickly approached Shi Huai Xin. She stretched out her hands and feet and grabbed hundreds of claws at Shi Huai Xin in an instant.
Because the speed was so fast, hundreds of claws seemed to strike out at the same time, all surrounding Xie Huaixin.
Xie Huaixin threw away the immortal blade, stepped on the Zen staff, and faced the Rakshasa woman.
On his back surrounded by black fireworks, two pairs of muscular arms grew again.
Six black fists as big as a sand pot attacked the Rakshasa woman with great force at the same time, making a majestic sound.