The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Qin Yun, you are really good at causing trouble!" Henry stared at Qin Yun with a sinister look, which contained terrible anger.

Obviously Qin Yun's words had made him very angry.

Cronin, who was standing by, held the mace even tighter.

Qin Yun chuckled and said, "I am just telling the truth. I am sorry if it hurts your self-esteem. But you cannot change it. It is a fact."

"court death!"

Henry growled angrily and drove the warhorse under him forward.

Cronin saw that Qin Yun and Agnes were planning to join forces, and was afraid that Henry would suffer if he rushed forward alone, so he quickly patted the warhorse under his crotch and rushed forward with Henry.

"Well done!"

Qin Yun looked back at Agnes and said calmly, "If you can still fight, follow me. If you can't fight, I can handle it alone. You can retreat."

After saying that, Qin Yun squeezed his legs and the warhorse under his crotch, and the warhorse immediately galloped out, rushing head-on with Cronin and Henry.

Agnes looked at his bloody right leg, then glanced at Qin Yun who was charging bravely, and suddenly a sense of heroism emerged in his chest, "How dare you let Your Majesty charge into battle alone? I, Agnes, will join the battle!"

After saying that, Agnes led the warhorse over, pushed himself up with his spear, jumped back on the horse, and charged forward wielding the spear, riding side by side with Qin Yun.

Qin Yun glanced at Agnes beside him and said with a smile: "As expected of my defeated general, you are so courageous!"

The corner of Agnes' mouth twitched, and there was no need to say the first half of the sentence.

"Death!"

At this moment, Henry had already rushed over, two daggers flashed past, and he killed Qin Yun directly.

The Denglong Sword was suddenly unsheathed, and Qin Yun swung the Denglong Sword in his hand directly, sweeping away Henry's two daggers and stirring up fierce sparks.

Qin Yun's face was a little surprised. Henry's two daggers were not cut by the Denglong Sword. It seemed that Henry's daggers were also quite tough.

"Look at me!"

Cronin, who followed, swung the mace in his hand and smashed it directly at Qin Yun's head. The mighty force seemed to be able to smash even boulders.

If he were to smash the mace on someone's head, it would probably break in an instant.

Qin Yun's expression changed, and he was about to make a move, but a rider next to him was even faster and rushed out directly from his side. He spun the spear in his waist and suddenly stabbed it towards the mace, hitting the middle of the mace. The two of them were immediately in a stalemate.

The person who rushed out was naturally Agnes. Although he was seriously injured, fortunately most of his injuries were on his legs, and moving on a warhorse would not affect his combat effectiveness at all.

Henry rushed up again at this time, and actually jumped directly over the back of the warhorse, killing him like a black shadow.

The dagger in his hand danced so quickly that it actually produced a series of black phantoms. His dagger was hidden in these black phantoms, and it was impossible to see where his dagger was.

Qin Yun's eyes narrowed, and he clenched the Denglong Sword in his hand, frowning slightly. Which one is the real killing weapon?

If you make the wrong choice, you may suffer one attack after another, and you will definitely be at a disadvantage in an instant.

"Don't you dare to move, Emperor of Daxia? Hehehe!" Henry's cold and strange laughter came from those illusory black shadows. The laughter was full of sarcasm, as if he was somewhat contemptuous of Qin Yun's hesitation.

Qin Yun took a deep breath, and the Denglong Sword in his hand seemed to emit a clanging dragon sound at this moment, ferociously wanting to devour the arrogant man in front of him.

"If you don't dare to attack, then let me do it!"

Henry laughed wildly with contempt, and then a series of dark shadows came directly towards him.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Henry slashed down with his dagger one after another, like a gust of wind sweeping in.

Qin Yun waved the Denglong Sword in his hand to block, and the two swords collided with each other, making a sound of metal clashing, as if he was hammering iron.

At this time, Qin Yun's eyes were somewhat confused. Those layers of black shadows seemed to be real. Every attack that slashed on his Denglong Sword was like a real dagger, but it also seemed fake.

Because Henry only had two daggers, it was impossible for him to transform into so many human figures and daggers at the same time.

In other words, these black shadows were almost all illusions created by his body movements. There was only one real Henry and only two daggers for attacking, and he was hiding among these black shadows.

After Qin Yun understood the essence of the matter, he gradually calmed down.

His gaze was like a calm lake without ripples. All the dark shadows before his eyes were reflected in his pupils. Not a single tiny difference could escape his eyes.

"It's now!"

Qin Yun's eyes suddenly condensed, his expression suddenly became serious, and then he suddenly stabbed out with the Denglong Sword in his hand.

His sword carried an unstoppable momentum, as if he was a gambler who had staked everything and was ready to go all out at this moment!

when!

With a clang sound, the Denglong Sword in Qin Yun's hand actually pierced directly into one of the phantoms.

Henry, who was surrounded by numerous illusions, was suddenly stunned, and then the dagger in his hand was stabbed away by Qin Yun's sword.

"How...how did you find out where I was?!"

Henry didn't expect that his unique skills were seen through by Qin Yun, and Qin Yun even knocked all the weapons in his hands away.

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and sneered disdainfully: "Is it difficult to find you? It's just that you think highly of yourself."

"Look at the sword!"

After saying that, Qin Yun did not intend to let him recover, and swung the Denglong Sword in his hand directly at him. The sharp and fierce sword wind actually scraped Henry's face so hard that it hurt.

Seeing this, Henry held down his only dagger with both hands to resist. With a clang, Qin Yun's terrifying power suddenly came from the dagger, making him feel as if his arm was about to be broken.

Qin Yun's eyes were as fierce as a tiger or a dragon, and the Denglong Sword in his hand danced like the wind. His sword skills were like a violent rain, continuous and terrifying at the same time as a torrential rain.

Henry used the dagger in his hand to resist with difficulty, but Qin Yun's sword became more and more fierce, and it became more and more difficult for him to resist, and gradually he felt that it was difficult to resist.

"not good!"

Henry thought to himself that something was wrong. He felt that he had been caught in Qin Yun's violent attack. If he did not get out of it quickly, he would continue to be in Qin Yun's continuous offensive rhythm like a raging storm. In the end, if he made the slightest mistake, he would be taken away by Qin Yun's sword.

Thinking of this, Henry no longer dared to be arrogant and quickly thought of a way to escape.