The woman sneered: "The Emperor of Qin is nothing but this. He can only threaten and kill people. How can he be called invincible?" She was still talking insolently, but she couldn't hide the cold sweat that was climbing up her forehead.

None of the officials in the palace dared to speak, they could only hold their breath and listen, waiting for the situation to develop. At this moment, Wei Congming stepped out from the side and knelt heavily, clasping his hands and said: "Your Majesty, this woman is indeed the leader of the assassins, but she exudes an unknown aura. Several of my brothers felt dizzy when they approached her. Please pay attention to her. She may have something that can induce poison!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Yuan's brows slightly raised, he immediately turned to look at the guard, "Search." There was unquestionable majesty in these two short words.

The guards responded and came forward, but the woman suddenly laughed in a low voice, her voice was sharp and shrill, like a ghost crying: "Ying Yuan, do you really think that if you catch me, you can control everything? You are too naive!"

The next second, she suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood with a strange fragrance, followed by poisonous smoke rising up.

"Poisonous!" Everyone exclaimed. A disgusting smell quickly spread and spread into the hall. Ying Yuan, however, did not move. His eyes were cold and sharp. He suddenly raised his hand and drew a trace of spiritual power from the jade pendant he carried with him. In an instant, it swept across the entire venue. The poisonous smoke was instantly absorbed by the spiritual light and did not spread at all.

Seeing this, the woman's face finally changed. Ying Yuan slowly stepped down from the dragon throne and gave her a carefree smile: "I've said it before, I like to see people who don't know their own strength and want to die. How about it, do you have any more trump cards to use?"

The woman seemed to lose all her arrogance in an instant, and cold sweat was already dripping down her face. But at this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the palace, followed by the panicked voice of the guards: "Your Majesty! Foreign cavalry raided the border, and three cities were lost!"

This news was like thunder to everyone's ears, and everyone's face changed instantly, but a sinister light flashed across Ying Yuan's expression.

"Very good." He raised his head, his tone cold and calm, "It seems that my good show has just begun..."

Ying Yuan chuckled, his laughter was filled with a hint of sarcasm, a hint of disdain, and a hint of...excitement. He paced slowly, the hem of his dragon robe dragging on the floor tiles, making a rustling sound, like the footsteps of the god of death. "Three cities lost? Ha, that's interesting. It seems that the person behind this is more courageous than I thought."

He stopped in front of the limp woman, looking down at her with eyes as sharp as a hawk. "Your master is very calculating. If one plan fails, he will come up with another. Unfortunately, he missed one thing."

The woman raised her head, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but she forced herself to say: "You...what do you mean?"

Ying Yuan raised his lips in a cruel arc: "I am invincible in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar of killing and the clanging of weapons clashed came from outside the palace. Ying Yuan's expression remained unchanged, as if everything was within his expectations. He slowly adjusted his sleeves, turned around and said to the people in the palace: "My dear ministers, follow me out to see who these so-called foreign cavalry are."

After saying this, he strode out of the hall, followed closely by all the officials.

Outside the palace, shouts of killing shook the sky, and the smell of blood filled the air. Ying Yuan stood on a high platform, overlooking the chaotic battlefield below. He saw an army dressed in strange clothes and riding tall horses fighting with the Qin soldiers. These foreign soldiers were strong and brave, wielding their scimitars with great vigor, and the Qin soldiers were unable to resist for a while.

"Your Majesty, these foreign soldiers seem to be invulnerable to swords and guns, and our soldiers have suffered heavy casualties!" a general reported anxiously.

Ying Yuan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he slowly drew out the sword from his waist, the blade reflecting a dazzling light in the sun. "Invulnerable to swords and spears? I want to see, is their skin tougher, or is my sword sharper."

After saying that, he leaped up and flew down from the high platform like an eagle, heading straight for the center of the battlefield. His figure was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of a foreign soldier. The cold light of the sword in his hand flashed, and the foreign soldier's head flew high, and blood gushed out.

"Kill!" Ying Yuan shouted like thunder, instantly igniting the morale of the Qin soldiers. They shouted "Your Majesty is mighty" and fought bravely. Ying Yuan was like a tiger among sheep on the battlefield. Wherever he went, foreign soldiers fell. Every time he swung his saber, he took a life. His movements were graceful and his moves were fierce, like a god of war descending to the earth, and no one could stop him.

"This... How is this possible?" The woman who was lying on the ground looked at this scene with disbelief in her eyes. She could never have imagined that Ying Yuan was so powerful that he could turn the tide of the battle by himself.

At this moment, a burly foreign general wearing black armor rode out on his horse and headed straight for Ying Yuan. "Emperor Qin, prepare to die!"

Ying Yuan snorted coldly, without dodging or evading, he rushed forward with the sword in his hand.

"clang!"

With a loud bang, the two weapons collided with each other, and dazzling sparks burst out. The alien general felt a numbness in his palm, and the scimitar in his hand almost slipped out. He was horrified, and did not expect Ying Yuan's power to be so strong.

Ying Yuan did not give him any chance to breathe. He swung the sword in his hand again, aiming straight at his throat.

The foreign general raised his sword to block, but he was still a step too slow. Ying Yuan's sword slashed across his neck, and blood gushed out.

"You..." The alien general widened his eyes, full of unwillingness, and slowly fell down.

Ying Yuan took back his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the remaining foreign soldiers, and said in a cold voice: "Are you willing to surrender?"

Those alien soldiers had already been shocked by Ying Yuan's powerful strength. They dropped their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Ying Yuan looked at the foreign soldiers kneeling down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned to look at the woman on the tower, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. "What do you think? If your master has any other tricks, just use them."

The woman's face was pale and her lips were trembling, but she couldn't speak.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the distant sky and was flying towards this side at a very fast speed.

"What is that?" Everyone looked up, their eyes full of confusion.

The shadow was getting closer and closer, and everyone finally saw its appearance clearly. It was a huge black bird, several times larger than an ordinary falcon, with a wingspan of ten feet, and it exuded a frightening aura.

"Oh no! It's the Black-Winged Demonic Eagle!" a general exclaimed.

The Black-Winged Demonic Eagle is an extremely ferocious monster with great strength. Ordinary soldiers are no match for it.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Everyone warned. (End of this chapter)