The First Tyrant of Daxia

He Wuji shuddered inexplicably, as if he was being stared at by the King of Hell.

He said in a timid tone, "Your Majesty, please come in."

Qin Yun's eyes were cold and he asked someone to bring him paper and pen.

"Your Majesty, I am quite familiar with the city defense map, so I advise you to be honest."

Qin Yun snorted coldly and began to draw a city defense map for the Xiliang border.

Even if he had to pay this price, he didn't want Xiang Shengnan on the boat to suffer any more injustice.

At this time, Mr. Feng looked straight ahead and actually spoke in ventriloquy, making slight sounds.

"Your Majesty, this person is not simple."

"He noticed the old slave, too."

"If nothing unexpected happens, he must be the governor of the East Factory. The city defense map cannot be lost, otherwise strategic cities such as Pancheng will suffer a devastating blow."

"Let's make the deal later. Let him get off the boat and I'll find a way to kill him."

Hearing this, Qin Yun nodded calmly.

There is a raging fire burning in his eyes.

Defile Shengnan?

Even I, the Lord, will never let you go!

Soon, the city defense map was completed.

Qin Yun walked out, his face as cold as ice, and shouted to He Wuji who was on the small boat on the lake.

"I swear in the name of the Son of Heaven that this picture is absolutely true, otherwise I will be struck by lightning!"

Hearing this, He Wuji revealed a triumphant smile, a face similar to Qin Yun's, but with a hint of evil in it.

"Have your men bring it to you."

Qin Yun sneered: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"What if you continue to threaten me?"

"Come and get it yourself, and get out of the boat, and leave her!"

He Wuji was not a good person either, he said: "That's fine, but have your people quickly make way."

Qin Yun didn't say anything and asked the Jinyiwei to make way.

A wide road has been left open, and for experts, this is the perfect direction for a breakthrough.

He Wuji sneered: "There is also the famous Jinyiwei leader, Feng Wandao!"

"You have to go aside too."

Qin Yun glanced at Old Feng and gestured for him to step back.

Mr. Feng hesitated, but finally did as he was told.

He Wuji was not satisfied until he retreated several hundred meters. As long as the distance was this, he was confident that Feng Wandao could not catch up with him.

He paused, then rushed out of the lake with all his strength towards Qin Yun.

The moment he left the boat.

Qin Yun's suppressed rage suddenly erupted!

He screamed so loud that his throat almost broke.

"Guard the boat, no one is allowed to enter!"

"Kill him for me, kill him!!"

The roar shook the lake, causing the waves to surge even faster.

Immediately, the Jinyiwei surrounded the boat, drew out their steel knives, and were on guard against anyone breaking into the boat.

Mr. Feng also rushed to Qin Yun's aid at the first possible moment.

"Humph!"

"Emperor, do you want to kill me?"

"I will kill you first!"

He Wuji's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he came up with a bolder idea. Instead of running away, it would be better to kill the emperor first!

None of the tasks worked like this.

Even if Feng Wandao catches up with him, he may not lose to him.

Looking at the Governor of the East Factory rushing over from the lake, Qin Yun was not afraid at all, even though there was no one behind him!

At this moment, he was already blinded by hatred, his mind was full of violence, and his mind was full of thoughts of chopping this bastard into pieces and avenging Shengnan.

Zheng!

He drew his sword from his horse, his dragon robe fluttered, and his face looked almost ferocious.

"I will not be a human being if I don't kill you!!"

"No, Your Majesty!" Feng Lao and others shouted in horror.

Although Mr. Feng was very fast, he retreated too far and there was not enough time to stop him.

"what!"

Qin Yun roared and raised his sword as if to chop down Mount Hua.

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

He Wuji was very disdainful. He curled his fingers into claws, which were sharper than a weapon, and pointed them directly at Qin Yun's throat.

He didn't even avoid the long sword, hoping to kill the enemy with one blow using his speed and then escape.

Just in this moment.

Xiang Feiyu suddenly appeared.

He arrived not long ago and heard all the conversations, so he lay in ambush. The moment he saw He Wuji fly out of the boat, he knew that the opportunity had come!

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with tears, and filled with endless hatred!

"Go to hell, you bitch!"

He pulled the bow and released it, all in one go!

Zheng!

Three arrows filled with hatred slashed through the sky like meteors, aiming at He Wushuang's neck, heart, and lower body!

You have to know that Xiang Feiyu is a martial arts master. Although he is not as good as Feng Lao, he is no worse than an ordinary Jinyiwei.

Even He Wuji didn't dare to withstand his three arrows.

"not good!"

His pupils shrank. He didn't expect that there was an ambush.

Immediately do a backflip to dodge two arrows.

"Die!" Qin Yun changed his tactics and slashed forward with a ferocious expression.

This arrow and this knife.

Because of He Wuji's own carelessness, he could only choose to take it head-on.

He chose to withstand Qin Yun's sword and avoid Xiang Feiyu's arrow.

"Stab!"

Qin Yun cut his robe into pieces, but failed to penetrate deeper, only leaving a blood mark on the surface of his skin.

Even so, He Wuji was angry!

"what!"

"Go to hell!"

He punched hard, like a tidal wave.

"Your life is over, you bastard!"

Old Feng arrived, he was so terrifying, his voice was like ten thousand years of ice, he threw a light punch, blocking his fist accurately.

He Wuji felt pain in his arm, and a hint of surprise appeared in his pupils!

Feng Wandao is even stronger than before!

In the moment when he was distracted.

Qin Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He raised his knife and chopped without any rules, venting the hatred in his heart!

"Stab!"

The blood splattered, shocking.

"what!"

He Wuji screamed in pain and covered his cheek with one hand. Blood was gushing out from there. Qin Yun had cut a big gash on his face.

From the forehead to the tip of the nose, it's completely disfigured!

"Emperor, I want you to die miserably!"

He took Feng Lao's punch head-on, then threw another punch in anger, looking extremely ferocious.

boom!

Qin Yun only felt that his body was hit by something huge. He staggered back several steps, and his internal organs were churning.

Fortunately, the fist was blocked by Feng Lao and did not hit him directly, otherwise the aftermath would be so strong that if it really hit him, wouldn’t he be torn into pieces? !

"what!"

He Wuji howled in pain and took this opportunity to flee madly, without even having time to pick up the city defense map on the ground.

He disappeared into the night.

Roaring like a ghost.

"Dog Emperor, I will come back again!"

"Just wait for me. If I don't take revenge for the blow I took, I will not be a human being!"

"Operation Kowtow is here, and the imperial capital will be shrouded in a river of red blood. I will make you pay a hundredfold!"

Qin Yun's eyes were like those of a wild beast, and he was not threatened at all.

My mind is full of revenge for Shengnan!

Nothing else matters.

Pointing at He Wuji, he roared with a voice like thunder: "Go ahead, catch him!"

"I will tear him into pieces!"

"Chop it up and feed it to the dog!"

The sound of gnashing teeth was filled with hatred.

Old Feng hesitated for a few times, then rushed out with a whoosh, disappearing like a ghost.

"Protect His Majesty, I will go after him!"

Half of the Jinyiwei rushed towards Qin Yun and protected him with solemn expressions.

After just a short while, Feng Lao and He Wuji disappeared from sight.

The moonlight was shining, and there was a dead silence on the spot!

Qin Yun clenched his fists, turned around in pain, and looked at the small boat in the center of the lake.

"what!!"

He roared angrily and punched the tree trunk hard, not even caring about the bleeding.

Shengnan, what should I do?

What kind of humiliation did she suffer on the boat?