Originally, in the mind of this captain, the Qin Army was still the invincible army sweeping the world.
But when the two outsiders who broke into the Qin army camp appeared, the captain felt an absurd thought inexplicably——
"When did the Qin army become so vulnerable?"
Compared to Ye Wei's destructive actions, Xiang Yu's actions were much more brutal.
The power of the genuine Overlord truly makes him an unparalleled warrior. However, Xiang Yu's cruelty is also extraordinary.
Before the captain could even utter a exclamation, Xiang Yu grabbed his ankles and tore them in half with both hands.
Then Xiang Yu seemed to be trapped in some unbearable memory, wearing rough clothes and tearing at the opponent's body crazily.
The martial arts are inherently evil and have the effect of abrading the soul. The warriors in this world are only strong in resistance. Facing higher-level martial arts, they will only end up with both body and spirit destroyed.
At first, the captain tried to condense his body. Every time Xiang Yu tore it apart, the captain's condensed body felt a little thinner. Later, it started to lose arms and legs, and finally only one head was left.
Maintain shape.
"Catch a tongue!" Ye Wei brought Xiang Yu here. Although he had planned to go all the way, it was always good to have a guide in this land where there was no distinction between east and west. In order to make Xiang Yu wake up, he even asked for the power of Sanskrit to save his life.
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"Got it!" Xiang Yu shook his head, as if waking up from a nightmare, threw the captain's head to Ye Wei, and then looked at him coldly.
Ye Wei held the captain's head and asked: "Name?"
The dying captain sneered.
Seeing that the opponent was about to spit out fragrance, Ye Wei raised his hand and beat him to death.
Xiang Yu made a loud sound and said: "According to legend, the First Emperor used the tiger talisman to control his own troops and was loyal to him."
Hearing Xiang Yu's tone actually contain a hint of schadenfreude?
Ye Wei chuckled: "He is indeed the overlord of Western Chu who invaded Xianyang City. He defeated many Qin Shihuang's troops, right?"
Ye Wei asked this just because he wanted to confirm a fact.
Xiang Yu thought that his bravery had been questioned, and instantly became cold and cold-faced, as if he was very unconvinced, but did not bother to lie: "I just got beaten."
"Sure enough, it seems that the First Emperor is more ruthless than we imagined." Ye Wei could not imagine that Xiang Yu had actually defeated the First Emperor's Qin army. In order to one day unite the three realms and completely rule the earth, the First Emperor even brought his invincible army to the funeral.
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"It's just that this Tiger Talisman's style of controlling people's hearts, how can it be like controlling a ghost?" Somehow, Ye Wei suddenly remembered the Five Tiger Soul-Severing Swords that he had practiced to a high level and then been divided, and thought to himself, "Won't the First Emperor use it?"
Is it a big sword?"
Although they didn't have the tongue to clarify the truth, both of them were brave enough to fight alone and in groups without fear.
What's more, the location of the First Emperor must be where the sky collapses. Without a guide, the two of them just have to rush all the way there, which is nothing more than a matter of extra effort.
Without thinking much, the two continued to walk through the camp.
Not long after, I saw a huge, square building. I couldn't tell if it was a city or something else.
When he walked in and took a look, Ye Wei couldn't calm down anymore.
It turned out to be a large coffin, nearly a hundred meters high and hundreds of meters long according to visual inspection.
Xiang Yu smiled and said: "Isn't it just a bigger coffin?"
Ye Wei shook his head and said to Xiang Yu: "If you die, how big of a coffin will you build for yourself?"
Xiang Yu's face darkened: "Change the question."
Ye Wei then remembered that Xiang Yu was in disarray before his death, so he could only say: "Looking at the average person's stature, a two-meter coffin is enough, right? Nobles and nobles have burial objects, so a larger one-foot-tall coffin is enough.
Right? If you can train your domineering body to be as real as it is, a one-foot-tall figure, and then ascend to bliss as the Overlord of Western Chu, the courtiers will prepare a two-foot-long coffin for you, which should be enough, right?"
Only then did Xiang Yu realize. Even if there were terracotta warriors and horses buried with him, they should have been in the tomb. But what was happening to the coffin in front of him, which was almost as big as the city?
Is the true form of the First Emperor already as big as a city?
"Maybe it's the worst case scenario." Ye Wei suddenly felt a huge pressure to survive. "If Qin Shihuang's body is big enough to use the terracotta warriors and horses as figures, the terracotta warriors and horses may also be buried inside."
Although Xiang Yu didn't understand what figurines were, he suddenly thought of a possibility: "Yu Ji! My Yu Ji!"
Xiang Yu, who was afraid that Yu Ji would be made into a plaything by the First Emperor, actually started running away!
The two of them were extremely fast, and they rushed under the coffin as if there was no obstacle.
At this moment, the coffin was facing Ye Wei and Xiang Yu in the center. As if waiting for them, the door was wide open, but the two reckless men rushed forward without thinking.
After entering the coffin, Ye Wei knew that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.
"Look!!"
Following the direction of Ye Wei's finger, even a domineering man like Xiang Yu was staggered by the sight in front of him.
Not to mention the heavenly palace-like internal structure, nor the densely packed black-armored Qin troops on the ground.
It's just that the twelve golden figures, nearly twenty feet tall, neatly arranged in all directions, cannot be ignored in any case, which makes Xiang Yu completely confused: "It turns out that the figures of the First Emperor are not terracotta warriors and horses, but these twelve golden figures!"
"Think of Yang Jian, the great senior who practiced Yuan Gong, and his body is 10,000 feet tall. This is nothing." Ye Wei, who was also panicked, shook his head, visualized Yang Jian in his mind, and quickly shook off the depression.
Ye Wei quickly got rid of the abnormality, but something was wrong with Xiang Yu's state.
Back then, Xiang Yu was the man who pointed to the First Emperor and said, "I can replace him with him." But now, his confidence and his domineering attitude seemed to have been shattered.
He quickly slapped Xiang Yu with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and then he slowly woke up.
Seeing that Xiang Yu started to feel discouraged as soon as he saw the scene in the Heavenly Palace, Ye Wei quickly said: "Hold on, it's not the last moment yet, look!"
Xiang Yu looked in the direction of Ye Wei, and suddenly saw a lifelike black dragon entrenched in the air on the top of the coffin. Surrounding the dragon corpse were countless night pearls, and the Qin army's terracotta warriors and horses rotated back and forth, as if guarding the dragon corpse.
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"This dragon...is it real?"
"I now seriously doubt that the so-called great beasts of the ancient times were all transformed by humans." Ye Wei looked at the black dragon and inexplicably remembered Zhuge Liang's candle dragon and Zhao Yun's green dragon. "The First Emperor is this black dragon."
"The First Emperor has become such a big dragon, why do you still look so confident?" Xiang Yu became even more frustrated when he heard this, "Where is Yu Ji? I want to find Yu Ji!"
Ignoring Xiang Yu's expression of wanting to find a wife and go back to the countryside to raise pigs, Ye Wei still looked at the sky as usual, as if talking to himself: "Don't you think this dragon is a little small?"
"You're still young?!"
"I mean compared to the coffin, it's still a little short of full." Ye Wei looked at the huge black dragon in the sky.
"You mean, it will be some time before the First Emperor achieves his great feats?"