Daqin's voice was stolen by Yingzheng at the beginning

Chapter 476

At this moment, Wu Zizhong's Chunyang sword was immediately smeared with the touch potion.

The last time Immortal Master Wu used half of it, there is still a lot of it now.

"Hey, let you take a good look at it."

Wu Zizhong was so fast that even Lao Tzu didn't react.

"Damn."

The crutch in his hand suddenly blocked.

"Hey, can you stop it?"

A sword slashed across and was cut off on the spot.

"What? My crutch."

It was made of meteorite, but it was cut off by Wu Zizhong?
Well, Metal Gear is indeed much stronger than Meteorite.

And in this place where Daqin's construction is very backward, let alone.

"Lao Tzu, eat me with a sword."

Wu Zizhong's momentum remained undiminished, and he directly slashed at him.

"Sword swing."

Puff puff.

I couldn't react in time, and Wu Zizhong directly cut his arm.

"what--."

"You bastard, bastard."

Laozi retreated violently, trembling with anger.

"Lang Zhongling, you are dead, you are dead."

Lao Tzu was about to kill him when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, which pierced his soul.

"Ah, you. What kind of trick are you doing?"

The old man was sweating profusely from the pain.

Wu Zizhong laughed:
"Of course it's a good thing. Master Wu died under this thing."

"Let's let you have a good understanding today."

After the words fell, Wu Zizhong raised his sword and killed again.

"hateful."

Even if I was killed, I would never have imagined that the gutter capsized.

Every time I raised the spiritual energy, I felt a sharp pain in my arm.

"Hahaha, let's fight."

The more Wu Zizhong fought, the more courageous he became, almost desperate to exchange injuries for injuries, he did not seek to kill, but only to injure others.

Lao Tzu was so aggrieved that he really wanted to kill Wu Zizhong directly, but Wu Zizhong dodged every trick.

Then it is to kill them desperately.

There were wounds all over the body again.

The painful Lao Tzu couldn't stand still, and the severe pain prevented Lao Tzu from exerting all his strength, and he was more and more suppressed.

"Lang Zhongling, you are too despicable, you are despicable and shameless."

Standing proudly in front of him, Wu Zizhong laughed loudly:

"Thank you for the compliment. You told me my good points when we first met. I don't know how to thank you."

"Then let Lao Tzu give you a few more swords as a token of gratitude."

Wu Zizhong came to kill again.

I care about your code.

I'm so angry that I'm about to vomit blood, are you so thankful?

Seeing this, Xu Fu, who managed to escape with great difficulty, originally wanted to sneak attack, but when he saw Lao Tzu, he was beaten like this.

Xu Fu was so frightened that he quietly retreated immediately.

"Hahaha, old guy, how are you doing? I'm not bad at being despicable."

I leaned against the wall, feeling excruciating pain all over my body.

If it wasn't for the support of a strong will, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

Wu Zizhong also felt it was a pity. The tactile potion was applied on the sword, and the dosage was very small. If it was applied directly on Lao Tzu's body, it would be two different concepts.

"Your Lang Zhongling, the old man will definitely not let you go."

Wu Zizhong came with his sword.

"Hmph, let me go? How old are you?"

The cowhide is up, of course it is going to be rampant.

"Trying to control Daqin, do you really think you are a hammer?"

"Don't forget, Da Qin still has me, Wu Zizhong."

That's right, everything has been counted, including Wu Zizhong's combat effectiveness.

But Wu Zizhong's no lower limit has been missed.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

Lao Tzu knew that he was defeated in this battle, he was injured, and with the addition of the touch potion, it was really unbearable.

But he was not reconciled in his heart, and asked:

"Lang Zhongling, I don't understand something."

"Let the fart go."

Wu Zizhong didn't beat the dog in the water, not because he didn't want to, but because his body couldn't bear it anymore.

No matter how strong Yuanba's physique is, he can't compare to the third level of Qi training. At this time, he is forced to support it.

The only way to delay is to wait until the qi and blood calm down before doing anything, otherwise everything will be over.

I only heard Lao Tzu say:

"Obviously the various schools of thought have already controlled Daqin, why can't the luck of Daqin be manifested? Why?"

Hearing this, Wu Zizhong understood, turned around and glanced at the altar.

"It turns out that you are doing this thing to manifest your luck?"

"Yes, why?"

It is obvious that Daqin has been controlled, why is this so?
Not only the various schools of thought couldn't figure it out, even the first emperor couldn't figure it out.

"Hahaha, how ridiculous."

Wu Zizhong's voice appeared.

"Do you really think that if you control Xianyang City, you can get the Great Qin Luck?"

"Do you really think that by making Ying Ziying the emperor, you can gain luck?"

"You guys are so naive."

As soon as these words were said, everyone present was stunned. Could it be that Wu Zizhong knew about it?

"Really, then please clarify."

As Lao Tzu spoke, he was gathering strength.

Wu Zizhong said coldly:

"Ying Zheng is the co-lord of the world who unified the six countries, unified the land of Kyushu, and gathered the dragon veins of the land of Kyushu."

"It is the first emperor, so it is called the first emperor, and it is also the first dragon in China, called Zulong."

"Luck represents the dragon veins, and the ancestor dragon is the ancestor of the dragon veins. If the ancestor dragon does not die, the luck will not disperse."

Looking at Lao Tzu coldly, Wu Zizhong asked:

"Now, do you understand?"

Damn it.
Lao Tzu fell down on the spot.

"Why, why is this happening?"

After countless years of hard work, I thought that as long as I took control of Daqin, I would get luck, but it turned out to be all in vain. The first emperor did not die, and the luck would not disperse.

"What the fuck."

Lao Tzu burst into foul language.

That's it, that's it.

The first emperor on the side was also horrified. He thought he was just an ordinary emperor, and at most he had made outstanding achievements.

But I never thought that I actually have such a secret.

"Lang Zhongling is a god-man, I blamed him wrongly."

It was only then that the first emperor remembered why Wu Zizhong cared about his life and death. On the one hand, Wu Zizhong himself was afraid of death.

But on the other hand, the first emperor represented the luck of the entire Great Qin, and represented the dragon veins of the land of Kyushu.

If Zulong never dies, luck will not dissipate.

"It turns out that I am really a dragon, China's first ancestor dragon."

(End of this chapter)