The First Tyrant of Daxia

After Qin Yun killed the two blood soldiers, he immediately retreated quickly, with his back against the other side of the big tent, and finally escaped from the encirclement of the blood soldiers.

But at this time Qin Yun also felt the combat effectiveness of these blood soldiers. They were too fierce, and their fighting style was the kind that didn't care about their lives, which made them even more difficult to deal with.

"Roar!"

After smelling the blood, those blood soldiers became even more ferocious. The small blood-red scales on their bodies were like microorganisms, trembling slightly on the skin, as if they were craving for blood.

Qin Yun's face was solemn, as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

Those blood soldiers turned around again, locked their blood-red eyes on Qin Yun, and pounced directly at him.

Qin Yun quickly used his agile body skills, like a light and flexible bird, and kept dodging when those blood soldiers pounced on him.

But there were too many blood soldiers, they came over in overwhelming numbers, and their fighting power was even more crazy, forcing Qin Yun to retreat step by step.

Qin Yun also had some sweat on his forehead at this time. These blood soldiers were too difficult to deal with. They could be easily dealt with one or two, but now they seemed to have suddenly coordinated and kept launching continuous attacks on Qin Yun like a tide, not giving Qin Yun any chance at all.

"Roar!"

A blood soldier suddenly pounced towards Qin Yun. At this time, Qin Yun was dealing with the blood soldier in front of him and did not notice that a blood soldier had circled behind him.

When Qin Yun reacted and wanted to escape, it was already too late. The blood soldier pounced on him fiercely, opened his arms, and actually hugged Qin Yun in his arms.

The blood soldier was extremely powerful. After hugging him, he was like a very tough iron ring, holding Qin Yun tightly in his arms.

Qin Yun struggled hard, trying to break free from the blood soldier's arms, but the blood soldier was so powerful that Qin Yun was unable to break free for a while.

At this time, Qin Yun was a little panicked. The blood soldier clamped his arms and body, which restricted his movement, sword attack and defense, making Qin Yun their target and allowing the blood soldier to attack him.

If Qin Yun could not break free in time, the blood soldiers rushing up would tear Qin Yun into pieces in an instant.

Qin Yun knew that he would be restrained, so he struggled hard, trying to escape from the blood soldier's arms. As Qin Yun struggled hard, the blood soldier's hands gradually separated.

But the speed of separation was too slow. By the time Qin Yun broke free from the blood soldiers' arms, the blood soldiers in front of him were already close enough for him to be chopped into meat paste.

Mai Hodaka couldn't help showing a worried look on her pretty face, and she said quickly: "Master Feng, His Majesty can't hold on any longer, you need to help!"

As soon as she finished saying this, Hodaka Mai suddenly scolded herself angrily: "What an idiot! He just wanted to kill you, why are you still worried about him now?!"

Old Feng frowned and looked at Qin Yun who was held tightly in the arms of the blood soldier, and he was a little worried about Qin Yun.

Although he had great confidence in Qin Yun's ability, Qin Yun was, after all, the emperor of Daxia, and his status was highly respected. He was the supreme ruler, and no mistakes could be allowed to happen.

At such a close distance, even if he found that Qin Yun had no way to escape from the blood soldier's arms and wanted to rescue him, Qin Yun would probably suffer.

Old Feng naturally didn't want to see Qin Yun suffer, but Qin Yun ordered him not to take action easily in order to train his skills.

For a moment, Mr. Feng was in a dilemma.

At this moment, Qin Yun saw the blood soldiers in front of him rushing over, with crazy murderous intent and a horrible smell of blood, wanting to tear him to pieces.

He knew that he had no way of breaking free from the arms of the blood soldier behind him in an instant, so he simply gave up trying to break free and turned his gaze to the enemy in front of him.

"Roar!"

A blood soldier ran the fastest and pounced over in an instant, with a pair of blood-colored claws that came towards Qin Yun like sharp blades.

Qin Yun looked at the blood soldier in front of him with full concentration. The moment he made his move, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and kicked the blood soldier directly with both feet.

The blood soldier was charging most fiercely when Qin Yun raised his foot to kick him. The two forces collided instantly. Qin Yun was in the air again and was immediately flung away.

At this time, the blood soldiers who were holding Qin Yun were also driven by this force and flew away in an instant, and the distance between Qin Yun and those blood soldiers was instantly widened.

Qin Yun's eyes flashed. This was the best opportunity.

Although his arms were tightly gripped by the blood soldiers, his wrists were still able to move flexibly.

Qin Yun twisted his wrist and threw the Denglong Sword in his hand up. Then he caught the Denglong Sword in the air with his backhand and chopped at the arm of the blood soldier who was hugging him.

The Denglong Sword is the number one magic weapon of Daxia created by Chi Yun. It is extremely sharp and can cut through iron like mud. Even though the blood soldier's arm was very tough and the fish scales on it made his defense even stronger, in front of the Denglong Sword, it was like a chicken or a dog and was chopped off in an instant.

"Roar!"

The blood soldier who was holding Qin Yun roared angrily. He felt the pain of his arm being cut off, and the other hand that was holding Qin Yun also relaxed immediately.

"good chance!"

Qin Yun's eyes moved, and he turned around abruptly. He grabbed the Denglong Sword with his backhand and slashed it across the blood soldier's neck, instantly chopping off the blood soldier's head.

"call!"

Qin Yun kicked the blood soldiers behind him away and finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was a close call, he was almost torn to pieces by those blood soldiers just now.

"You filthy, bloody monster, how dare you touch me?!"

Qin Yun tore off the bloody hand on his body and threw it away in disgust. The bloody soldier's arm was cut off just now, but his hand still tightly grasped his body and refused to let go, just like a vicious dog biting a person, unwilling to let go until the person's flesh and blood were torn off.

"Roar!"

Those blood soldiers rushed over again. They would never give up until Qin Yun was dead.

Qin Yun's eyes were cold, he moved his feet, and attacked again.

Although those blood soldiers were extremely ferocious and fearless, they were, after all, crazy creatures without consciousness. Compared with Qin Yun, who had superb swordsmanship and agile body movements, they were still far behind.

Qin Yun held the Denglong Sword in his hand and moved among the blood soldiers. Every time a cold light flashed, he would chop off the head of a blood soldier.

Those bloody soldiers had no intention of retreating. Instead, they fought more and more ferociously, like a pack of mad wolves, their bloodiness aroused, their fangs and sharp claws bared.

Qin Yun frowned, "Something's wrong!"