The First Tyrant of Daxia

This was definitely the dumbest decision the man in tights had ever made in his life.

I saw Old Feng take a step forward with his hands behind his back, and his whole body turned into a shadow.

"Bang bang bang!"

After three consecutive palm strikes, three people vomited blood and fell to the ground in an instant. They couldn't even scream. They looked in great pain and their tendons and veins were broken!

"what!"

The man in tight clothes roared to boost his courage, picked up the big knife and chopped it down with all his might, even creating a strong gust of wind.

Old Feng snorted coldly. The knife that was originally as fast as thunder suddenly became slow in his turbid eyes. He stretched out a hand and grabbed the man's wrist strangely.

The man's face suddenly changed color, his muscles swelled up, and he tried his best to break free.

But, it didn't move at all!

Feng Lao's withered hand had terrifying power and he twisted it lightly.

"Kacha!"

A crisp sound of bones breaking was heard, and the man in tight clothes immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, the pain piercing his heart and echoing through the dark night.

"Go ahead, go ahead, what are you waiting for!"

The man asked for help, his eyes turned red.

The black-clad assassins around him had fear in their eyes and subconsciously picked up their knives to help.

"How dare you, an ant, shake a tree!"

"Assassinating His Majesty is an unforgivable crime!"

"die!"

A bone-chilling voice was heard softly, and Old Feng became angry. A cold light flashed, and three heads flew high into the sky, splashing blood.

then!

He held up a man in tight clothes weighing two hundred pounds in one hand, and with the other hand behind his back, he charged into the midst of the assassins as if walking on flat ground.

It's like a flood bursting through a dam, it can't be stopped at all!

"what!"

"Help, my hand!"

"Who are you? Don't come over here! Don't come over here!"

Cries of fear rang out one after another.

In just a few breaths, a large number of killers lost their arms and legs and ended up in a very miserable way.

Feng Lao's frail appearance has become synonymous with death.

Finally, someone was so frightened that he shouted, "Run, run!"

"This old man is a lunatic! He's a top master!"

Suddenly, only a few dozen remaining killers began to flee, with no desire to fight, and were defeated.

Feng Lao ordered: "Capture them all alive. Those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

The shadow guards and imperial guards screamed loudly.

At this time, the sound of a large number of cavalry troops was heard in the distance. They had received the signal and rushed over, forming a siege with the imperial guards in the courtyard.

After half a stick of incense.

Old Feng led the man in tight clothes who had led the group earlier and walked into the small building.

The man's face was red and he was gasping for breath.

With a bang, he was thrown to the ground by Mr. Feng and fell hard.

"Master, I am late, please forgive me."

Qin Yun stepped forward and helped him up, smiling, "It's not too late!"

Then his eyes fell on the killer leader lying on the ground. He was big and strong, but under the oppression of Old Feng, he became a powerless sheep.

"The remnants of Hebery?"

"Very good!" He sneered. Just when he was worried that the leader of the assassins in the palace had not been caught, a new batch of assassins appeared.

"Are you the only ones there? There are still accomplices out there, confess them honestly!"

The mask of the tight-fitting man was pulled off, revealing his bearded face, which looked a bit rough and had a scar.

"Humph!" He said fiercely, "Dog Emperor..."

Before he could even shout out the word "Emperor", Qin Yun's face changed and he slapped him in the face with a slap.

"How dare you be so presumptuous, you bastard!"

With a slap, the man in tight clothes started bleeding from his nose and a slap mark appeared on his face.

Not daring to let this man speak, Qin Yun immediately ordered: "Take him and the assassin back and keep them under strict guard!"

Mr. Feng understood and immediately had the tightly-dressed man dragged away.

The man wanted to yell and curse, his eyes flashing with ferocity, but Old Feng would not tolerate him, he stretched out his hand and twisted his thigh into a knot, which looked very scary.

The miserable screams echoed through the night.

Seeing the person being taken away, Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

If he let the secret slip, Murong Shunhua would probably start another round of "fighting" tonight.

Sudden.

Murong Shunhua appeared beside him, with a trace of suspicion on her beautiful face: "What did he call you just now?"

The hairs on Qin Yun's back stood on end.

"You called me a dog prince, so what?" He snorted, pretending to be somewhat angry.

"Why didn't I hear this?" Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes flickered. She was a little unsure. The man was hit by Qin Yun before he could finish his words.

"Then what is it?" Qin Yun looked at her.

Murong Shunhua stared at him for a long time, and found that he didn't seem to be lying. Finally, she dispelled her doubts: "Okay, you go back, and be careful on the way."

Qin Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief; he almost got exposed!

"Do you need me to leave some people behind to protect you?"

"Do you think I need it?" Murong Shunhua raised his eyebrows, with a hint of immortality in his arrogance.

"Okay." Qin Yun remembered that she was a tough character, and waved his hand: "Then I'll take my leave. I'll come to see you in two days."

After saying this, he walked out of the small building with his hands behind his back, energetic and decisive.

Feng Lao and other imperial guards also left.

The fight outside the courtyard had already ended, some were dead, some were captured, and the traces of the fight had been cleaned up by many imperial guards.

After a while, Murong Shunhua came to a room on the third floor of the small building.

This is where she sleeps. There is a fresh scent, and there are many poems and books. The color of the bedding also reveals a girlish softness. Unlike her appearance, she is not as cold and aloof, but rather has a cute girlish style.

She opened the window a little and secretly looked at the torches in the distance and Qin Yun's team that was getting farther and farther away.

"Ugh."

She suddenly became sentimental and sighed.

Then she looked down at the jade hairpin in her hand. It was simple and elegant, beautifully crafted, and very suitable for her.

a long time.

She put the jade hairpin into the box, but felt it was inappropriate, so she threw it back into the cabinet. Then she leaned her back against the cabinet, forcing herself not to look at it or think about it.

But the more this happened, the more she thought about it.

Stamping his feet fiercely, a trace of anger appeared on the white fox's face: "This scoundrel, your words are getting more and more excessive! Do I know you well?"

"If you dare to say that again, I will kill you without mercy!"

"Today, I actually forgot to teach you a lesson! How hateful!"

She talked to herself, no longer as calm and composed as before.

……

late at night.

The imperial guards have arrived at the imperial capital.

There were more than twenty killers escorted there.

"Your Majesty, I have confirmed that Miss Murong did not come with us."

Qin Yun nodded: "That's good, let's go directly to the palace. Send these assassins to the Sky Prison immediately. I will personally interrogate them overnight!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The team marched into the palace in a mighty procession.

After a stick of incense.

Qin Yun changed his clothes first, and then went to the Heavenly Prison accompanied by Old Feng.

In the deepest cell of the Sky Prison.

The Ministry of Justice dispatched several prison officers who were most familiar with torture overnight, and in a short while, the Sky Prison was turned into a Shura field.

Those killers seemed to be ready to die, but at this moment they were tortured to the point where they could hardly hold on.

"Stop pulling it out, stop pulling it out!"

"I said, I said, I said it all!"

A gangster killer couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down begging for mercy with a painful look on his face.