The black-winged demon eagle swooped down, its sharp claws going straight for Ying Yuan. Ying Yuan's eyes focused, and he swung the saber in his hand suddenly, slashing at the black-winged demon eagle with a sharp blade.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the sword energy collided with the claws of the Black Winged Demon Eagle, and a dazzling light burst out. The Black Winged Demon Eagle let out a shrill scream, and its huge body was blown away, rolling several times in the air before it stabilized its body.

There was a hint of surprise in Ying Yuan's eyes. The strength of this Black-Winged Demonic Eagle was even stronger than he had imagined.

The Black-Winged Demonic Eagle swooped down again, and this time, a black flame spewed out of its mouth and headed straight for Ying Yuan.

Ying Yuan dodged the attack of the black flames. He looked up at the black-winged demon eagle in the sky, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "You beast, you are courting death!"

He leaped forward, and the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, piercing the throat of the Black-Winged Demon Eagle.

The Black Winged Demon Eagle seemed to sense the danger and quickly flapped its wings to dodge, but it was still a step too slow. Ying Yuan's saber pierced its throat accurately, and blood gushed out.

The Black-Winged Demonic Eagle let out a shrill scream, and its huge body fell from the air, landing heavily on the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.

Ying Yuan landed slowly on the ground, retracted his sword, looked at the corpse of the Black-Winged Demon Eagle on the ground, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"He has a small skill, but he still dares to do the same thing."

At this moment, dozens of black shadows suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, flying towards this side at an extremely fast speed...

Dozens of black shadows covered the sky and approached rapidly with a suffocating sense of oppression. Ying Yuan narrowed his eyes, the smile on his lips grew, and the fighting spirit in his eyes burned. "Come on! I'm going to kill to my heart's content today!"

The true face of the black shadow gradually revealed itself. It turned out to be dozens of black-winged demon eagles, each of which was larger and more ferocious than the previous one. They hovered over Ying Yuan, making sharp cries, as if mocking his arrogance.

Seeing this, the woman on the tower had a glimmer of hope on her pale face. She seemed to have seen the scene of Ying Yuan being torn into pieces by these ferocious monsters.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing this, the generals and soldiers shouted worriedly.

"No problem!" Ying Yuan waved his hand, his tone full of confidence, "Just a few beasts dare to act so presumptuous in front of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Yuan rushed towards a black-winged magic eagle in the air like lightning. The sword in his hand drew a dazzling arc of light, and with a devastating force, it fiercely chopped on the wings of the magic eagle.

"Crack!"

The sound of breaking bones was clearly audible, and the Black-Winged Demon Eagle let out a shrill scream. Its huge body lost balance and fell from the air.

Upon seeing this, the other magic eagles roared angrily, rushed forward and launched a fierce attack on Ying Yuan.

For a moment, the sky was filled with swords and shadows. Ying Yuan shuttled among the group of magic eagles, the saber in his hand was like the sickle of the god of death, and every swing would take the life of a magic eagle.

Blood fell like raindrops, dyeing the earth red.

Ying Yuan was like a madman, completely immersed in the pleasure of fighting. His robes had long been stained with blood, but he didn't care, instead he became even more excited.

"Haha! What a joy! What a joy!" Ying Yuan laughed loudly, and danced the sword in his hand even more vigorously.

The woman on the tower looked at this scene and her face turned pale again. She originally thought that these black-winged magic eagles could easily kill Ying Yuan, but she didn't expect Ying Yuan's strength to be so terrifying.

"This...how is this possible..." the woman muttered to herself, her eyes full of disbelief.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. The number of black-winged magic eagles was decreasing, but Ying Yuan was still full of energy, as if he was tireless.

Finally, the last black-winged demon eagle was also killed by Ying Yuan. Ying Yuan slowly landed on the ground, exuding a heart-pounding murderous aura.

He looked around with cold eyes, like a Shura from hell.

"Who else?" Ying Yuan's voice was like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth. The woman on the tower was so frightened that she trembled all over and could not say a word.

Ying Yuan sneered, turned around and looked at the tower, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. "Since your master doesn't dare to come out, I will go in and find him myself!"

After saying that, Ying Yuan leaped up and rushed towards the city wall like a flash of lightning.

Seeing this, the guards on the city wall drew their weapons and tried to stop Ying Yuan.

“You don’t know what you can do!” Ying Yuan sneered and swung the sword in his hand, killing all the guards like chopping melons and vegetables.

He made rapid progress and soon reached the top floor of the city wall.

There, he finally met the owner of the city—a short, fat, middle-aged man with a greasy face.

"You... who are you?" The man looked at Ying Yuan, who was covered in blood. He was so scared that his face turned pale and he stuttered when he spoke.

"I am the Great Qin Emperor Ying Yuan!" Ying Yuan's tone was cold and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"The Great... The Great Qin Emperor?" The man was so frightened after hearing this, "You... You actually dare to attack my Xiliang Kingdom?"

"So what if I attack your Xiliang Kingdom?" Ying Yuan sneered, "I will flatten your Xiliang Kingdom today!"

"You...you..." The man was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He knew that he couldn't escape today.

Ying Yuan approached the man step by step, the sword in his hand emitting a cold light.

"What...what do you want to do?" the man asked in horror.

"I want your life!" Ying Yuan said coldly, swinging the saber in his hand suddenly...

The knife flashed, blood gushed out, and the man's head flew high into the air, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.

Ying Yuan retracted his sword, looked at the headless body of the man on the ground, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"With just this little ability, you dare to call yourself king?"

He turned to look at the soldiers under the tower, and said in a cold tone, "Pass on my order, massacre the city!"

"Yes, sir!" the soldiers responded in unison, their eyes filled with excitement.

They have long harbored resentment towards the Western Liang Kingdom, and now they can finally vent their resentment.

For a moment, the city was filled with shouts of killing and blood flowed like a river...

Ying Yuan stood on the city wall, looking down at everything below, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"When will the killing end?" he muttered to himself, his tone full of helplessness.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching rapidly.

He raised his head suddenly and looked into the distance.

I saw a golden light flying towards me at an astonishing speed in the sky...

Ying Yuan smiled coldly, the golden light got closer and closer, and finally revealed a mighty man wearing golden armor, holding a halberd, and riding a golden dragon.

"Emperor Qin, you are so bold that you dare to invade my Xiliang border!" The man's voice was like a loud bell, making the surrounding air buzz. (End of this chapter)