The First Tyrant of Daxia

Huisheng's face was unhappy, and he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I don't understand what you mean."

"Humph!"

"Still pretending!"

Qin Yun grabbed his cassock with one hand, extremely quickly!

If nothing unexpected happens, inside the robes will be the late emperor's last will!

If the will is obtained, Chaotian Temple will be completely wiped out in an instant!

Huisheng's pupils contracted and a hint of panic broke out!

His thin body seemed to be assisted by God. He dodged subconsciously and turned into an afterimage, avoiding Qin Yun's hand.

"Humph, old man, you still dare to hide your incompetence!"

"I thought only one Jue was a real gangster, but I didn't expect you to be one too!"

"Master Feng, go ahead and break his bones for me and dig out the late emperor's will!"

Qin Yun roared, with a very domineering aura.

"Old slave obeys!"

Old Feng responded, and his short and hunched body burst out at an extremely fast speed, a speed that was almost not suitable for a normal person!

He stretched out one hand, curled his fingers into claws, and rushed towards Huisheng like a black tiger digging out its heart.

"Host!"

The monks shouted, looking anxious!

There was a cold light flashing in Huisheng's eyes. He knew that today's matter would probably not be resolved peacefully, and it could not be delayed any longer.

Then, let’s fall out!

He stretched out his hand, and his robes moved without wind.

boom!

There was a loud bang, like a muffled thunder.

Mr. Feng took three steps back, and Huisheng took five steps back.

Although there is a gap, this old bald donkey is already very scary, at least he is at the same level as Murong Shunhua and Wang Min!

Qin Yun's face changed slightly.

The Jinyiwei were even more shocked and confused!

Even Feng Lao, who uses cheats, felt surprised.

The most powerful martial artist in Chaotian Temple is not the chief monk Juezhen, but the abbot Huisheng!

"wrong!"

Qin Yun suddenly roared, pointed his finger at Huisheng, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

Ruili said: "You bastard, you are not Huisheng at all, you are the founder of Chaotian Temple outside the domain!"

"You have that black birthmark on the back of your neck!"

The sound exploded.

Huisheng's expression changed drastically!

Emperor, how do you know so much?

At this moment, he truly realized that he had underestimated the emperor's ability!

"Quickly capture this thief, I want to retrieve the late emperor's will!" Qin Yun shouted.

The Jinyiwei drew their swords!

At the same time, they spread out a specially made large net that covered the sky and blocked the entire Tianyin Temple.

The faces of the monks in Chaotian Temple suddenly changed!

They no longer have the Buddhist rhythm, and instead, a bone-chilling hostility emerges!

Swords flash and the situation changes in an instant!

The two sides are about to fight.

Sudden.

Huisheng smiled.

He put his hands together, showing a compassionate look, and said, "Your Majesty, don't you just want this monk's robe?"

"I'll give it to you."

After saying that, he took off his robes without a care in the world and threw them out!

At that moment, Qin Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Everything is right, but the key point is wrong?

Could it be that the will is not on this robe?

Jinyiwei Wuming lifted the robe with his knife and took a look, but there was no trace of the will inside or outside the robe.

He shook his head at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun clenched his fists and looked at Huisheng coldly.

"What other tricks do you think you can play?"

"The entire Zhongnan Mountain has been sealed off by me. Hand over your will and I will allow you to die with dignity."

Huisheng did not hide anything anymore and led the monks calmly.

The smile at the corner of his mouth gradually became somewhat sinister and naturally cold.

"Your Majesty, are you so sure that the will is still in Chaotian Temple?"

"Are you so sure that I can't use the will to do something?"

Qin Yun stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"I have seen many people like you. The late emperor's will must follow you like a shadow. Once the will is sent away, you will also leave."

"Except for Wang Min from Xiliang, you don't have any suitable partners."

"pity……"

Qin Yun laughed sarcastically: "She is like a clay Buddha crossing a river, she can hardly save herself."

After hearing this, Huisheng's eyes turned cold.

He took a deep look at Qin Yun.

"You are more resourceful and younger than the previous emperor. You are indeed a rare wise monarch."

Qin Yun said disdainfully: "You come to praise me, I feel disgusted."

Huisheng didn't care about the contempt, but forced a smile on his old face.

"Since your majesty is wise, it is best to weigh the pros and cons."

"You should leave now. Chaotian Temple and the imperial court will not interfere with each other."

"I assure you that the will will never fall into the hands of others. It will rot forever in Zhongnan Mountain."

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes. Did he finally reveal his true face?

At that moment, he just wanted to slap Huisheng in the face. How many lives had this hypocritical bastard killed?

The unscrupulous Ni'er Society was just one of his subordinates.

"Hehe, do you think I can believe you?"

Huisheng said: "I know that you are still upset about the contact between Xiliang and Chaotian Temple, but in the end, I did not hand over the will."

"Never again!"

"Your Majesty, our deal today will not leak out and will not conflict with the other party's interests."

"Hello, I am a poor monk. Hello, everyone. How are you?"

Qin Yun smiled.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed out loud, almost crying, with a sarcastic tone that was confusing.

Huisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the monks behind him looked at him displeased.

"It seems that you don't know me very well!"

"You said it won't conflict with the other party's interests?"

suddenly!

Qin Yun's eyes lit up like torches and scanned the area.

He shouted: "The world I want is a peaceful country with a peaceful people, kind officials and obedient people!"

"On this point, the existence of Chaotian Temple will always be an irreconcilable issue!"

"If I let you go, how can I explain to those dead souls?"

"How can I face the people of Da Xia?!"

"Old bald donkey!"

"Now, what can you use to bargain with me?"

The roar was like thunder, which quickly blew away the stagnant atmosphere of Tianyin Hall!

The Jinyiwei's eyes flashed with sharpness, and the knife in his hand was ready to strike again.

The people in Chaotian Temple were trembling!

When facing an emperor, mortals are always at a psychological disadvantage.

Huisheng's face changed, and he looked around cautiously. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you really want to kill them all?"

"I dare not say anything else, but I think it's okay to make your rule unstable!"

"you……"

Talking and talking.

His voice suddenly stopped!

A sharp steel knife was reflected in Huisheng's eyes, approaching rapidly and gradually getting bigger.

That’s right, that was Qin Yun’s response.

boom!

Huisheng dodged, and the steel knife chopped towards the place where he had just stood. With a clang, sparks flew everywhere.

He negotiated unilaterally.

Declare the rupture!

Qin Yun's black robe fluttered in the wind, and his brows showed the cultivated imperial majesty, which was incomparable.

He pointed his finger with overwhelming momentum!

The sound is like thunder, and the power of heaven is mighty!

"kill!"

"Kill me!"

"No one will be left alive!"

"Revenge for the people of Jiangbei and the innocent souls of Daxia!"

Clang clang clang...!

The long swords in the hands of the Jinyiwei drew sparks of fire on the ground.