Xiong Qi calmed down after seeing Ying Zheng arrive.
At least he won't be insulted by Qin Feng, a beast, right?
At this time, Xiong Qi's mental state was exactly the same as when he was carrying Chu.
As the King of Qin, Ying Zheng must have some martial ethics, right?
Qin Feng only taught Fusu bad things. He couldn't have infected King Qin as well, right?
Xiong Qi stood up, shook his one arm, and chuckled:
"Zheng'er, how does it feel to be defeated by Chen Ying?
Seeing the corpses of the Xuanjia Qin army lying all over the field, do you feel any emotions in your heart?
That’s a disciple of Guanzhong that you are proud of, hahaha!”
Ying Zheng didn't speak, but looked at him quietly with his sharp eyes like an eagle.
Xiong Qi became more and more excited as he spoke, roaring like a wounded beast:
"But have you ever thought about it! Over the past hundreds of years, in the battle between Qin and Chu, which one was not a great defeat for the Chu army?
Corpses litter the fields, and rivers of blood flow! The rivers turn red because of it, and the running water is choked by it!”
Ying Zheng sneered:
"It's just a success and a failure. Why should I be like an old woman and complain endlessly?
When Zhao's Li Mu defeated Huanyi, they destroyed Zhao and killed Li Mu!
If Xiang Yan of Chu defeats Li Xin, I will destroy Chu and kill Xiang Yan!"
Qin Feng couldn't help shouting:
"Anyone who dares to offend the might of the Qin Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away!"
Ying Zheng glared at Qin Feng, who immediately became weak and stood aside, fearing he would be beaten.
"Historian! Write it down!
The King of Qin angrily rebuked Xiong Qi, the King of Chu, in the palace of the King of Chu. Xiong Qi was so ashamed that he cried bitterly.
The King of Qin said that anyone who dares to offend Qin’s heavenly power will be punished no matter how far away!”
"Your Majesty is wise!"
"The king is mighty!"
"Long live the king!"
Qin Feng looked at the roaring mountains and the tsunami, and the fanatical Iron Eagle warriors, and everyone was stunned!
The whole person opened his mouth wide and looked at Ying Zheng with a look of disbelief, then at the historian who was writing the book quickly, and then at the iron eagle warrior who was roaring like a mountain and a tsunami.
Are these the legendary brainless fans? There is something wrong with you! It was obviously me who said that!
Qin Feng looked unhappy and said fiercely:
"Go! Add! Money!"
Ying Zheng extended his middle finger, and Qin Feng immediately shut up happily.
[The First Emperor, does this mean that ten more people will enter the treasure house? Hehe!]
Xiong Qi was also stunned on the spot, looking at the historian who was writing furiously. Has he become Ying Zheng's tool to improve his performance?
Good guy! You are amazing! You are noble! You will be the emperor of the ages! I will be the backdrop!
Xiong Qi suddenly became furious and shouted:
"Ying Zheng! Do you dare to stand up like a man! Fight with me!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly fell silent and looked at him with strange faces, as if they were looking at a fool.
Xiong Qi was a little confused and confused.
An ancient and solemn thing like a duel is the noblest act among royal nobles!
Just like before the etiquette breaks down, the nobles are all humble and thrifty.
So the way you look at me like idiots is too rude!
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth raised slightly, his index finger lightly tapped the jade belt, and he muttered:
"Okay, Xiong Qi, don't you just want a decent way to die? I'll give it to you!"
Xiong Qi took a long breath, and a feeling of relief came to his heart.
I originally thought that my betrayal would make Ying Zheng angry.
Then he will humiliate himself, or leave it to Qin Feng, that beast.
But what Xiong Qi didn't expect was that Ying Zheng still missed the friendship back then and wanted to save himself some dignity.
For a moment, Xiong Qi was actually a little moved.
He sighed and said:
"Ying Zheng, come on!
Let us put an end to the relationship between you and me, between Da Qin and Da Chu!"
Ying Zheng nodded slightly, walked forward, raised his left arm, and said in a deep voice:
"You have only one arm, and no one will take advantage of you. I only give you one arm!"
Xiong Qi suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart, his vision was a little blurry, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"I am indeed ashamed of you... What are you doing?"
I saw Ying Zheng shouting:
"Where is the painter!"
"exist!"
Only ten painters were seen, and they immediately ran in and took up positions in every corner of the palace.
I set up a huge drawing board and started to draw using the "Sketch" I just learned.
"boom!"
"ah!"
Xiong Qizheng was looking at the painter in confusion. Before he could react, he was slapped on the nose by a brick.
He immediately screamed, his nose bleeding profusely, he staggered and fell back.
"Ying Zheng! You don't have martial ethics! You attacked me secretly!"
"You're a big bastard! If you weren't a big bastard, how could I have been defeated like Chen Ying? I'll kill you, you piece of shit, today!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Caught off guard, Xiong Qi was so photographed that his eyes flashed with stars, and he rolled and crawled before running away.
Ying Zheng's energy sinks into his Dantian, and the "Happiness of Fire" dance in his hands makes the tiger and tiger dance like wind! The photo made Xiong Qi cry for his father and mother!
Qin Feng put his hands behind his back and strolled around to watch the battle, while marveling.
"You're not good at drawing! Why isn't Xiong Qi wearing armor? You have to draw it!
Could it be that you mean that our king is bullying others? Your conscience is greatly damaged!"
Qin Feng walked up to a painter, pointed out the country and inspired the words.
How dare this painter dare to talk back? He hurriedly revised it, lest he offend the legendary "Toilet Captain", I'll give you a mouthful*!
"Also, you are very good at painting. Although the Joy of Fire in the hands of the First Emperor is a magical weapon, you can't draw it!
Wouldn’t it be better to replace Tianwen Sword with a machete in Xiong Qi’s hand! This will highlight the bravery of our king!”
The painter nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but sigh, General Qin is indeed an expert at flattering!
Qin Feng gave instructions to the painters one by one, and the battle between King Qin and King Chu was coming to an end.
I saw that he was in extreme embarrassment, his face was covered with blood, he was staggering and could hardly walk.
Ying Zheng, on the other hand, was calm and composed, and would give him a blow from time to time. He looked calm and unhurried, and he really had the demeanor of a king.
He even had time to ask:
"How is the picture of King Qin beating King Chu to death with one hand?"
"Please take a look at it, Your Majesty!"
The ten painters turned over the huge sketches in their hands, and Xiong Qi's eyes suddenly went straight!
On the scroll, I saw that the King of Qin was majestic, but the King of Chu was like a bereaved dog!
Xiong Qi was furious, turned around tremblingly, stared at Ying Zheng, and roared:
"Ying Zheng! You are despicable!"
Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice:
"When you betrayed me to Chen Ying, why didn't you say you were despicable?!
When thirty thousand Guanzhong children died because of you, why didn't you say despicable?!
When hundreds of thousands of Chu people died because of you, why didn't you say despicable?!
Xiong Qi! Today you have to pay the price for what you have done!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng suddenly took a step forward, and the muscles in his right arm bulged out! With a sound of breaking wind, Ying Zheng hit Xiong Qi's stomach hard with a punch!
"Wow!"
Xiong Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body curled up in pain, like a cooked shrimp. He closed his eyes tightly and trembled constantly.
“One, two, three…seventy?
That’s not right, Your Majesty! Your sixty-year-old ears are good!”
Qin Feng counted his punches one by one. Suddenly he frowned and couldn't help but ask.
