Yongcheng was the former capital of the Qin State and now houses the ancestral hall. The scale of the palace is the largest except for Xianyang City.

Yong Temple, Qinchuan Palace, Xicui Palace, Pingyang Feng Palace, Ba Palace, Luoquan Palace and many other large palaces with simple and simple shapes together form a palace group second only to Xianyang Palace.

Among them, Yonggong Temple is the most important as the palace where the Qin Dynasty once held court meetings.

The ground outside Yong Temple is covered with bluestone slabs of different sizes, but they are filled with sand and seem to be integrated.

Ying Chengyu stood in the center of the square in front of Yong Temple and said softly:

"The Qin State's national power was so weak that it was difficult to find enough bluestone slabs to build the entire ground, not to mention white jade and Danchi."

Zhang Han, who was half a step behind, nodded slightly when he heard this, although he knew that this was not the case.

It is true that the Qin State was poor in those days and could not afford the white jade.

But bluestone slabs are all man-made and can be tamped and cut, so why can’t they be used?

The square outside the Lama Temple is filled with irregular broken bluestones, which are due to the changes in the Qinian Palace ten years ago.

The coup took place not only in Qinian Palace, but also in Xianyang and Yongcheng.

Horses trampled and people ran, causing the originally neat square to fall into pieces.

Zhang Han, who had been paying attention to Ying Chengyu, saw Ying Chengyu put his hand into his arms.

He sighed secretly and did nothing.

Even if there were only him and Ying Chengyun in Yonggong Square, even if he was now confident of grabbing the gun from Ying Chengyun.

To die is to die.

He smiled relievedly.

From the moment Ying Chengxuan said in a declarative tone that he wanted to compete with him, he decided that it would be difficult to survive today.

He did not refute Ying Chengyu's description of Yonggong Square, which was a self-rescue.

As a major participant in the Qinian Palace Incident, how could Lord Chang'an not know what was going on in this square?

This was clearly to test whether he would be obedient and to test whether he, who knew almost all the secrets of the First Emperor, was strict with his words.

He gave the correct answer, but unfortunately the examiner still didn't change his mind.

Yes, he, a top expert who knew many secrets and was loyal to the previous emperor, really deserves to die.

Just like those officials who were given death in front of him and still wanted to thank them profusely.

Today, it's his turn.

The bigger and more secrets you know, the easier it is to die.

And the secret he, Zhang Han, knew was obviously the biggest and most numerous.

When a person is about to die, his thoughts are clear.

Zhang Han took a few steps back. He had always treated the two masters of the Qin Empire with caution. He nodded slightly and said in a preaching tone:

"Benevolence and righteousness cannot be achieved by the country. To be a king, you must be like your majesty. Chang'an County is close, so..."

Zhang Han kept talking, looking at the black pistol casually thrown on the ground, confused.

What...are you doing by throwing the gun on the ground?

Wow~

The black bird's crown was placed on the gun, and the pearl-covered crown hit the crown.

Zhang Han: "..."

Ying Chengyu moved his body, stretched his arms and legs, twisted his neck, and said casually:

"You guys all have the same disease: you think too much."

The internal force circulates freely in the limbs and bones, and the body moves consciously. Ying Chengyu, who has reached the most perfect state in his life, stands with his hands behind his hands, looking like a master, with his lips pursed.

"I lost my sword."

Zhang Han remained motionless.

The moon happened to be blocked by clouds, so Ying Chengyu couldn't see clearly the color of Zhang Han's eyes even from a distance of only five steps.

"If you have a sword, I will have a gun."

Ying Chengyu issued a warning.

Zhang Han's sword was made by Qin Mo. It is a killing weapon that combines ancient and modern craftsmanship.

The blood will not stain the blade, and the blow will break the hair.

After bending halfway, the rebound is still straight.

Ying Chengyu is very aware of the power of this sword, although this sword does not have as dazzling names as Zhanlu, Xuanyuan and other famous swords.

But if they really collide in pairs, this unknown sword can cut off all the ten famous swords in China.

He didn't want to compete with Zhang Han holding this sword with his bare hands. He didn't feel that his martial arts could crush Zhang Han.

Martial arts masters can injure people by picking flowers and flying leaves, and Ying Chengyu can now do it. He can cut people's throats by just picking a fallen leaf.

But that is when facing people whose martial arts skills are far inferior to your own.

For two people who are equally matched or not far apart, the quality of their weapons will play a decisive role.

WBO world boxing champion Barrios was stabbed and robbed by knife-wielding gangsters and was sent to the hospital for treatment.

Pretentious things like grabbing a sword with bare hands have always been an old man's play on a naughty child.

Dang rang ~

The long sword fell to the ground.

Zhang Han clasped his hands into fists.

"excuse me."

Ying Chengyu licked his lips, his eyes flashing with excitement.

After almost thirty years, he seems to have finally touched the pinnacle of martial arts in this world.

"Don't hold back, I'm different from last year."

As he spoke, the air suddenly exploded!

Zhang Han's pupils shrank sharply like a cat. His sight could not catch Ying Chengyu's figure due to the pitch black night, but his senses scattered outside told him that Lord Chang'an was already in front of him!

He suddenly raised his arms and put them in front of him.

As soon as he crossed his arms, a strong force surged from above, knocking him back ten steps and making dozens of potholes!

So fast!

It was only then that thoughts flashed through Zhang Han's mind.

If his body's muscles hadn't instinctively reacted faster than his thoughts, he would have been defeated just now.

Ying Chengyu stood with his hands behind his hands, a proud look on his face, and said with a grin:

"It's been three days since I've been apart, and you should be looking at each other with admiration, let alone nearly a year. I told you not to hold back. I am no longer the Lord of Chang'an who was suppressed by you and had no power to fight back. I am the Second Emperor of Qin."

Zhang Han shook his numb arms and shook his head.

"There is no need to compete, I am no match for you. Lord Chang'an... your majesty's martial arts skills have already surpassed mine."

"Aren't you trying to make me happy?"

"no."

"Then tell me, am I the most powerful person you have ever seen with bare hands?"

Zhang Han nodded and was about to speak.

"To be honest, I am not Ying Zheng, so you don't need to think too much about staying with me."

Zhang Han was silent for a moment.

"The most powerful person I have ever seen is the Queen."

As he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had just addressed Ying Chengyu as Your Majesty, and Zhang Han hurriedly added:

"The Queen of the First Emperor."

"Lilong..."

Ying Chengyu grasped the palm of his hand and had the illusion that he could lift the earth without levers.

I'm so strong, but I'm not as strong as the emperor's wife. How strong is Lilong after twenty years?

"How much difference do I have?"

Zhang Han was about to speak but stopped. After a slight hesitation, he lowered his head slightly.

"May I ask Your Majesty, did you use all your strength just now?"

Ying Chengyu nodded.
To be continued...