The First Tyrant of Daxia

He came from the mountains of the Larvae Tribe. His parents had a shameful marriage that was immoral. This was his eternal shame and the reason why he left the Larvae Tribe!

The assassins from the Eastern Depot sensed the cold murderous intent and made way for him.

He Wuji walked out slowly, his gloomy eyes were filled with more hatred than a poisonous snake.

You can clearly see the anger in his pupils!

Everyone focused on it!

He Wuji? !

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You damn dog, you finally showed up."

"Why, you've done so many bad things, and you've earned the wrath of heaven and man, that you don't dare to use your true face?"

"Or do you think your life experience is too disgusting to be exposed to the sun?"

He Wuji's black hair danced wildly and his eyes were bloodshot.

That aura alone was enough to scare all the killers from the East Factory!

I have never seen the Governor so furious, even crazy.

His hand holding the knife was shaking and making thumping sounds!

Hoarse like a ghost!

He stared at Qin Yun intently, his eyes like two will-o'-the-wisp flames.

"I have sworn a blood oath before. Anyone who dares to humiliate me with this will have his head fed to dogs!"

"Have you contacted the gnats?"

"Just wait and see, everyone is going to die!"

The sound was so cold that it made the strong wind seem like a snowy night.

Qin Yun snorted coldly.

"is it?"

"Everyone is going to die? I admire your courage to think you are the best in the world even though you are nothing!"

"Why don't you ask your master, the Empress of Xiliang, to come and give it a try and see if she can do it?"

"I don't want to say any more nonsense to you. This is the grave of all of you tonight!"

His tone was not harsh, but he looked down on everything.

Then his eyes suddenly became dangerous, and he raised his right hand and pointed in the distance.

"Jinyiwei, chop this old thing into pieces for me!"

The voice was deep and powerful, as if it was a decree from heaven, and it was majestic and terrifying.

A great battle arises with the wind!

"kill!!"

He Wuji was extremely angry and let out a piercing roar, which was completely inconsistent with his middle-aged face.

He took the lead and rushed towards Qin Yun.

"Humph!"

Old Feng snorted coldly, and the floor beneath his feet began to crackle and crackle like a spider web.

The long sword is unsheathed, shaking continuously!

He didn't say a single extra word, but the whole audience was suppressed by him.

boom!

He Wuji fought back with him fiercely, sparks flew, and the powerful air wave caused both sides to retreat.

At the same time, the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang assassins were completely entangled with each other.

Swords roared, darts and hidden weapons were frequently used, it was airtight and blood splattered everywhere!

Although there are only more than a hundred people fighting here, it is obvious that this place is extremely dangerous!

This is a contest between top secret guards.

Qin Yun stood at the highest point, watching the battle below calmly and indifferently.

Fortunately, everything is under control.

"How's Su Yan doing?" Qin Yun asked in a low voice.

A Jinyiwei said, "Your Majesty, it's still going on. It's unclear whether the East Factory has any backup plans."

"According to previous speculation, the East Factory cannot have only these few people."

Qin Yun nodded and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a dozen flames as thick as arms streaked across the sky, like torches.

Qin Yun's scalp exploded and he roared.

"Who the hell is holding the torch?!"

"Who lifted it?"

The sound was like thunder and full of anger.

The Yongle Temple is now in a high-risk phase and any spark may ignite it.

Once the sesame oil in the camphor wood is ignited, it will be a complete failure. Even killing a thousand He Wuji will be of no use.

To extinguish it is basically wishful thinking.

The Jinyiwei's face turned pale, and he pointed down and said, "Yes, it's the people from the East Factory!"

Qin Yun looked over and saw that the man from the East Factory was holding a fire tube. With a slight pull, sparks would fly out.

And the range of these sparks is far enough to penetrate into the interior of the temple.

Qin Yun's face changed drastically!

He shouted, "Stop those flames, don't let them set the palace on fire!"

All the Jinyiwei were startled and flew into the sky or used hidden weapons to shoot down the flames.

Behind Qin Yun, the Jinyiwei also stood up and intercepted the flames.

"Shhhhh!"

The imperial guards fired arrows so densely that they almost formed a rain of arrows barrier outside the square.

In an instant, all the flames were intercepted.

Qin Yun was able to breathe a sigh of relief. The East Factory was full of tricks and they almost set the Divine Palace on fire.

Every minute and every second was like walking on a tightrope, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

At this time, most of the Jinyiwei were busy intercepting the flames, which resulted in less ground resistance.

He Wuji found an opportunity and shouted loudly: "Everyone, scatter and break out, rush into the palace, make contributions to Daliang, and be loyal to the Queen Mother!"

Mention the word Queen of Heaven.

Everyone seemed to be bewitched, their eyes were bloodshot, and they bravely tried to break out without fear of death.

Shouting slogans: "Be loyal to the Queen!!"

"Kill, kill!"

Everyone seems to have been brainwashed, it's so extreme!

"not good!"

Qin Yun's face was grim, and he roared, "Stop them!"

"Send a signal and have Chang Hong and his three thousand armored soldiers withdraw!"

"Yes!" The Jinyiwei sounded the signal in a hurry, and there was a bang like fireworks exploding.

Suddenly, the armored troops roared, and under the leadership of Chang Hong, they rushed over in the dark, without a single torch throughout the whole process.

It's like a wild dance in the dark, full of shock!

"Old dog, where are you running to!"

Old Feng was unstoppable and forced He Wuji to retreat step by step!

Although this person is a top master, he can only tie with Murong Shunhua at most and is definitely not a match for Mr. Feng.

After a long battle, he was obviously losing and was retreating while fighting!

"Humph!"

"You can't stop me."

"You will all pay the price. See you in the Temple of God. When the sky-high flames are combined with the red flames, that will be your grave!"

After saying that, he turned around viciously.

A bag of white powder was scattered and quickly dispersed under the strong wind.

Old Feng was extremely anxious. He slapped out with his palm, causing the powder to explode and he was unable to get close.

But when he looked again, He Wuji was about to rush into the palace.

Old Feng had no time to react at all, he suddenly turned into an afterimage and rushed in.

Qin Yun's expression gradually turned ugly.

The fists were clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white!

He looked angrily at the Dongchang henchmen who were trying to break out below.

"Kill me!"

"Leave no one behind!"

"If anyone lets in again, you will be beheaded!"

The voice was like a sharp sword, causing the Jinyiwei to tremble collectively and roar, "As ordered!"

All of a sudden, the Jinyiwei regained their strength and fought hard, forcing back the Dongchang's attempt to break out.

Moreover, Chang Hong's army arrived and blocked all directions.

These people from the East Factory wanted to use the same old trick again and use flames, but they were completely blocked by the shield formation.

Qin Yun turned around and rushed into the Yongle Palace.

It was pitch black here, and fire was strictly prohibited.

People who come in can only bump around like headless flies.

Qin Yun was extremely anxious: "Where is Su Yan?"

The Jinyiwei following pointed the way; "Your Majesty, this way!"

He rushed over immediately.

……

I ran for a long time but still didn’t arrive.

The depressing and quiet atmosphere made Qin Yun look more anxious and uneasy, with sweat dripping from his temples.

Gritting his teeth, he asked, "How long will it take?"