The First Tyrant of Daxia

Li Youwei trembled all over, tears couldn't stop falling, and her face turned pale.

This was the first time that the master called her by her full name, and the sword was pointed at her. She was completely panicked, afraid that the master would no longer forgive her. She was heartbroken and scared.

"Master, please don't be angry."

"Disciple, come here. Disciple, come here!" She choked and panicked, trying her best to get over there.

Qin Yun frowned: "You can't go back. Wait until I finish dealing with it, then go back."

Li Youwei immediately said, "Your Majesty, don't be like this. I know you have good intentions."

"But I have to accept the punishment for my wrongdoings. I cannot let my master get angry. Please forgive my senior sister and master for our past kindness..."

"Please." Li Youwei's face was full of tears and embarrassment. She was afraid that Qin Yun would take action against his master.

Qin Yun's eyes were complicated, and he struggled internally for several times before finally sighing.

He looked at Jingyi and threatened with sharp eyes: "I will leave the person to you. I will not be responsible for the affairs of your sect."

"But if you dare to go too far, then there is no need for your Qingping Temple to exist. I will come to your house in person and take Li Youwei away."

"If you don't believe me, you can try it!"

Hearing this, the nuns in Qingping Temple looked unhappy and a little apprehensive.

Jingyi stood there, as cold as an iceberg, without saying a word, but staring straight at Li Youwei.

In her subconscious, she had already begun to question the relationship between Li Youwei and Qin Yun.

This drives her crazy!

"come over!"

Li Youwei walked over tremblingly, muttering "Master" under her breath, with fear all over her face.

She had never been scolded like this since she was a child.

She walked this short distance with great caution at every step.

There was also a dead silence in front of Xuanwu Gate, as if there was a hostage exchange.

suddenly!

Jingyi raised her hand.

Qin Yun's expression changed drastically, and he roared like a wild beast: "How dare you?!"

Jingyi's face under the bamboo hat became uglier and uglier, and he slapped him with all his strength.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slapping sound was heard.

Li Youwei screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth and her fair face quickly became red and swollen.

Tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes. She covered her cheeks, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"master……"

"Don't call me Master, I don't have a disciple as shameless as you!" Jing Yi scolded angrily, looking down on him.

The whole place was dead silent, as if everything happened in an instant.

The Jinyiwei's eyes were filled with anger. Jingyi was seeking death, ignoring the emperor's warning.

The next second, Qin Yun became furious and no longer had any patience.

Take a step forward.

"How dare you hit my people, you old witch!"

"I'm giving you face, right?"

"Capture them all and throw them into death row!!"

"Yes!!"

Old Feng took a step forward, and there seemed to be a strong wind swirling under his feet, which was extremely terrifying. He pounced on Jingyi at the first moment.

Here, she is the only threat.

The Jinyiwei immediately suppressed the other nuns.

The imperial guards quickly cleared the area to avoid harming the civilians. After all, everyone knew that Jingyi was a difficult old woman to deal with and was a very powerful master.

Otherwise he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.

In an instant, swords roared and sparks flew!

Especially Old Feng and Abbot Jingyi, their moves were so dazzling that they almost became afterimages.

No one here could see clearly how they made their move, let alone intervene. The gust of air alone was enough to shatter the dust and dirt left over from the years in front of Xuanwu Gate.

"Your Majesty, please don't kill my master."

"I did something wrong. Don't blame the master. I deserve to be beaten." Li Youwei was frightened and panicked. She broke free from Qin Yun's support and was about to kneel down.

Qin Yun exerted force with both arms and lifted the man up.

"Don't worry!"

"If she dares to hit you in front of me, she will have to pay the price!"

"Even if the king of heaven comes, I will not let her go!" he said forcefully, looking at Li Youwei's red and swollen face, feeling very distressed.

"Your Majesty, please, ask the Royal Guards to stop."

"me……"

Qin Yun covered her mouth with one hand, his expression serious, and guaranteed: "Don't say anything. I promise you that I will not harm the lives of your master and sisters."

"But they came to Xuanwu Gate with swords in hand. They have committed a capital crime. I must punish them in front of the whole world."

"Otherwise, everyone will dare to act wildly in the future!"

"Also, you are my benefactor! I will not allow anyone to hurt you, not even her!"

Li Youwei choked up, burst into tears, and blamed herself.

If it weren't for me, this wouldn't have happened, bringing harm to my master.

She bit her lip and said, "Your Majesty, it's really okay. Master won't do anything to me. She just has a sharp tongue but a soft heart..."

"Can you please let them go? I'll take it as a plea from you."

Qin Yun frowned: "I will release him, but not now."

"Somebody come!"

"I'm here!" Chang Hong rushed up.

"Hurry up and take Youwei to apply medicine. If anything happens to Youwei, you will be held responsible!"

Chang Hong shuddered: "Yes!"

Li Youwei's eyes were red and she kept begging, but she was still escorted into the palace by the imperial guards.

Qin Yun held back and didn't look back.

He cannot be too soft-hearted in this matter, otherwise the emperor's dignity will be completely lost.

Moreover, if the abbot of Jingyi Temple took Li Youwei away, Li Youwei might very well ruin her life, be imprisoned by her master, or receive some terrible punishment.

This was something he couldn't tolerate.

All I saw was the majestic palace gate.

The Jinyiwei suppressed the four nuns in a very short time. Their strength was very average and they could not resist at all.

In the open space and in the air, only Old Feng was still fighting with Abbot Jingyi.

The sword energy is powerful and fierce.

Old Feng’s punch transformed into a myriad of different moves, blocking all attacks and fighting on equal terms.

Seeing this, many people in front of the palace were secretly shocked!

Why do I feel that... this old nun is even stronger than Empress Murong in her prime.

There are so many great people hidden in the countryside and mountains.

Qin Yun looked at it with his hands behind his back, not particularly surprised. He had once asked Old Feng and Murong Shunhua about the level of the masters.

Both of them said that there was no clear division and they would only know after the fight.

Moreover, when playing with experts, it is not always a sure win.

For example, Murong Shunhua, in his prime, could definitely compete with the abbot of Jingyi Temple, but ever since he became worldly-minded, his martial arts state of mind has been imperfect.

She was never completely confident of defeating any expert.

"Your Majesty, do we need help?" Wuming asked in a low voice.

Qin Yun shook his head: "No need, in this world, no one can beat Elder Feng."

"But it's very difficult to capture such a person alive, and this old nun doesn't seem like someone who would surrender." Wuming expressed his concern.

"Really?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows.

The next second, he drew his sword himself, and with a clanging sound, the sword light shone brightly, as if merged with the sunlight, and seemed to have unfathomable power.

The Jinyiwei were so frightened that their scalps were tingling.

"His Majesty!"

"You can't go!"

Qin Yun strode with his head held high: "Who said I'm going to join the war?"

Everyone was suspicious.

He walked up to a nun, who was none other than Ci Yu.

When Nun Ci Yu saw Qin Yun draw his knife, she was so frightened that her face turned pale and she stepped back repeatedly.

But Qin Yun put a knife on his neck.

"Humph!"

"Jingyi old witch!"

"Believe it or not, I will kill all your disciples!"