The First Tyrant of Daxia

Not long after, Qin Yun arrived at the Heavenly Prison.

He just patted Murong, and his palm felt relaxed all the way. He was indeed a martial arts master with a tight body. A palm strike could bounce back, and the touch felt extremely good.

The Eleventh Guardian has just been released from prison.

"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission and am about to report to you." Old Feng said, bending over.

Qin Yun helped him up: "Well done, Mr. Feng, you go down and have a rest first, drink some hot soup, and I will handle the rest."

"Yes!"

Mr. Feng was so moved that he nodded repeatedly. A thousand gold and silver could not compare to a bowl of hot soup from His Majesty!

In the prison, torches were lit.

The roars came one after another!

Although the eleven bodyguards were seriously injured, there were still three of them who were particularly ferocious. They had vicious eyes and kept struggling and cursing.

"Dog Emperor, my eldest brother will avenge us."

"Kill me if you dare, or I'll wipe out your entire family!"

"Ah! Let me go."

Qin Yun snorted coldly, pulled out a long knife from the waist of Jinyiwei Wuming, and walked straight to the cell without any nonsense. The terrifying image of the emperor holding a knife was vividly portrayed on the paper.

The guards and officials from the Ministry of Justice followed closely behind.

Clang.

The chains were opened.

The Twelve Guardians were all tied to wooden stakes. They looked up at Qin Yun with hatred and murderous intent in their eyes.

But in the next moment, it disappeared completely.

Qin Yunlong walked up to the three people who had just been cursing, with no change on his face. He suddenly raised his long knife and stabbed them.

Each of them had a knife, and they stabbed very quickly!

"what!!"

The three of them had their pupils widened and screamed like pigs being slaughtered.

Not long after, his neck twisted and he died...

Everything happens in a flash.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned and frightened.

One of the closest guards was the first to react, shouting, "You dog emperor, how dare you kill my brother!"

Qin Yun's eyes turned cold, and without saying a word, he swung his long sword in a semicircle, condensing a cold light in the air.

Pfft!

boom!

A human head fell to the ground and rolled in front of the Eighth Protector, blood splattering. He was so scared that he turned pale and trembled all over.

Who is this person?

Is he a lunatic? He kills people like this without even asking any questions.

"Is there anyone else who refuses to accept?" Qin Yun glanced at the crowd indifferently.

"I don't agree!"

A burly man had his eyes wide open with anger. He knew he could not survive, so he asked for death.

"Very good, I'll grant you your wish!"

Qin Yun smiled slightly: "Come here, this man has a fierce look in his eyes. He must have committed countless crimes in the Grand Canal. Drag him away, put a big pot on it, and cook him directly!"

"Yes!"

Several imperial guards stepped forward and arrested the man without any delay.

The big man's face turned pale. Wasn't it just a knife? How did it become a cooking punishment?

Being put in a pot and cooked alive, what kind of torture is this? Even a ruthless person like him couldn't help but tremble.

He couldn't help but look at his master: "Second brother... help, help!"

The master's face turned pale. He swallowed hard, and endured the severe pain and weakness in his back. He looked at Qin Yun and said, "Emperor, since you have caught us, we have nothing to say."

"Why not give me a quick fix?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun sneered.

"I'll give you a quick death. Who will give a quick death to those women who were killed and raped by your gang?"

"You rubbish are guilty of heinous crimes, and you still want to get away with it easily? Dream on!"

"Go, cook him for me immediately and feed his body to the dogs!"

"Yes!" The imperial guards did not stop, grabbed the big man and dragged him outside, and beat him with their fists if he did not obey.

The master's face turned even paler, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He regretted it so much in his heart that he should have listened to Gongsun Zan and not come to the dock. That way, even the imperial court would not be able to do anything to him.

"Even if you kill us, the Ni'er Society will still be here, and my eldest brother will still be here. Do you want the Ni'er Society to completely rebel against your world?" He threatened with gritted teeth, not wanting to die like this.

Qin Yun laughed out of anger.

Snapped!

He slapped Master in the face: "Who do you think you are? You want to challenge me with a small underworld organization? I wonder if your head has been hit by a door!"

Snapped!

The master was foaming at the mouth, and before he could say anything, he was slapped in the face again, causing a burning pain.

"Do you think I don't know? The people who forged the imperial decree and sentenced the frontier officials to death were sent by your Ni'er Society!"

"Just for this one thing, do you think Ni'er will have a chance to repent in front of me?"

Qin Yun was contemptuous and indifferent, the blood on the knife in his hand had not yet dried, and his aura was extremely powerful.

The master's face turned cold, his eyes bulged, and he said in a sharp voice: "In this case, don't you want to know who asked us to do this?"

Qin Yun sneered: "From the look of you, are you planning to use this matter to negotiate terms with me and save your life?"

The master had his long hair loose, his narrow eyes flickered, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

"You let us go, and we won't interfere with each other. I will catch the person behind this and bring him to you. How about that?"

Pfft!

Qin Yun burst out laughing, slapped his face with the back of his knife, and looked down at him with contempt: "You think too highly of yourself, and you are so damn naive. I never accept coercion from anyone!"

"You are the leader of these twelve, right? Since I have already killed five, you won't be a big problem. Go down and accompany them."

A murderous look flashed in his eyes: "Drag him out and tear him into pieces!"

"you!"

The master was terrified, his face was ashen, and his pupils were filled with resentment.

He was immediately dragged away by the imperial guards, his whole body cold. After he was released from prison, he turned around and roared like a ghost: "My elder brother will avenge me, and sooner or later you will never have peace!"

"Brothers, don't tell him any news, he won't let us go!"

"Brother will avenge us!"

The sound echoed, making people's scalps tingle.

Of the twelve people, half are gone now.

The remaining six were covered in wounds, and their fierce eyes finally showed fear.

Qin Yun glanced around, and no one dared to look him in the eye. The corners of his mouth raised, and this was exactly the effect he wanted.

"How do you six want to die?"

He paced back and forth, very calmly and with ease, but this made the six people feel afraid.

The cell was dead silent, with only the sounds of breathing and dripping blood.

The six people didn't speak.

Mr. Plum Blossom felt even more desperate and his pupils dilated.

See this.

Qin Yun said calmly: "Qi Yong, separate the six people and torture them severely."

"If no one speaks or surrenders in half an hour, then we'll all cook them."

Hearing the cooking, five of the guards were afraid, and one was so frightened that he trembled all over and wanted to speak several times.

Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and he observed it keenly.

Qi Yong nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

He waved his hand, and the most capable official in the Ministry of Justice at extracting confessions came forward and entered different cells.

After the six people were taken away, Qin Yun quietly stopped Qi Yong and said sharply, "That young man, the eighth young man among the Thirteen Guardians, scare him. He is the breakthrough point."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yong nodded heavily and went to take care of the Eighth Protector personally.

In just a few minutes, screams could be heard from all six cells.

But the bodyguards who were tortured were so ferocious that they clenched their teeth and said nothing.

After half a stick of incense.

The screams became weaker and he was almost tortured to death.

Qi Yong rushed out with sweat all over his forehead.

"Your Majesty, the eighth-ranked guardian wants to see you and has important news to tell you!"