Emperor's Domination

Hearing Peng Weijin's words, Yang Shengping's expression changed. Wang Han's loss was really not a good thing for their Dajianmen. What's more, their Dajianmen had always been the closest to Wang Han.

"Now you know that the trend is gone." Seeing Yang Shengping's face changed drastically, Peng Weijin couldn't help but said triumphantly: "The backer behind you has fallen, and who can support you. At that time, my uncle will not only crush you," I also want to slaughter your Great Sword Sect and let it disappear from this world!"

At this point, Peng Weijin showed his proud expression on his face. When he came from the imperial court, he heard some rumors about the imperial palace. It was rumored that some of the veterans of the imperial palace planned to remove Wang Han and wanted to support a male disciple. To control the power of the palace, and even support the new generation of emperors who have become the mad court, only a more powerful male disciple can compete with the candidates of the other three forces.

Peng Weijin's words were heard by many monks present, many people looked at each other, and some people whispered.

"It turns out that he was Yang Shengping, the ancestor of the Great Sword Sect. I heard that the Great Sword Sect was close to the palace. Could it be said that the palace is really going to change ownership, and the Confucianism is really going to change?" When Peng Weijin's words heard Peng Weijin's words, the big figures in the family couldn't help but change their expressions.

After all, Peng Weijin came from the imperial court. He was able to get first-hand news faster than many people. Now it seems that the imperial palace has really changed. Otherwise, the three major forces of the imperial court orthodoxy have their legions camped here. There is no reason for the imperial palace. Will camp here.

Peng Weijin's threatening words changed Yang Shengping's face. Of course, the last time he slapped Peng Weijin fiercely, Yang Shengping also understood that his hatred with Pengjiazhuang had been forged, and of course he would not regret his choice.

At this time, Yang Shengping couldn't help looking at Li Qiye. He was looking forward to Li Qiye's horse. No matter what it was, he only needed a word from Li Qiye.

Of course, Li Qiye didn't bother to care about Peng Weijin, still drinking the fine wine in the glass.

Peng Weijin originally wanted to threaten Yang Shengping and the others. After all, Yang Shengping and the others are now gone, and they cannot protect themselves. In the future, Yang Shengping and the others will not let him trample on him!

Seeing that Yang Shengping didn't say a word, he only looked at Li Qiye. This made Peng Weijin's face cold and his eyes revealed even more terrifying murderous intent. He smiled coldly and said to Li Qiye: "Hey, boy, you can't be proud of it. The future is in charge of the world. No longer a palace, no one can protect you! When the time comes, I'm afraid you will be worse than life! Hey, if you still have time to beg for mercy now, or if your uncle is soft-hearted, you will be spared."

In Peng Weijin's view, the palace has fallen into an internal struggle and the general situation is gone. Now I am afraid that there is no time for self-protection!No matter what kind of background and identity Li Qiye has, if he loses a backer like the palace, it will be a matter of time for him to play Li Qiye to death. In his opinion, Li Qiye is nothing more than fish on their chopping board.

So Peng Weijin first scared Li Qiye, let them live a life of panic, and let them be shrouded in the shadow of their Pengjiazhuang day and night, all day and night, after the future is set, he tortured and killed Li Qiye and the others. Not too late.

Therefore, this time Peng Weijin had the courage to come forward and say something cruel, just to threaten Li Qiye and the others, and cast a shadow on their hearts, so that he could breathe out a sigh of anger and enjoy the pleasure of revenge.

Suddenly, many people looked at Li Qiye. Everyone didn’t understand how this seemingly obscure kid offended Peng Weijin and how he offended Peng Jiazhuang. If this obscure kid really has no strong backing. If it were to be an enemy of Peng Weijin, it must be a dead end.

"Kneel on the ground and kowtow, please be wrong, I will spare your life." Regarding Peng Weijin's words, Li Qiye didn't even lift his eyelids or glance at him, and said lightly.

As soon as Li Qiye said this, the atmosphere of the entire inn suddenly solidified, and everyone looked at Li Qiye with wide eyes.

"This is too much. Where did this kid come from, dare to speak to Young Master Peng like this." Someone said in surprise.

Some disciples from aristocratic families who intended to show Peng Weijin sneered, and said coldly: "I don't know the life and death of things, dare to talk to Young Master Peng in this way, do not know what to do, this is a dead end!"

"Little beast, I'm going to kill you!" Originally, Peng Weijin wanted to threaten Li Qiye and the others, and frighten Li Qiye to flash, with a breath of malice!

But now Li Qiye's words instantly touched the sore spot in Peng Weijin's heart. He couldn't help but yell, and a big hand grabbed Li Qiye.

There was a sound of "bang--", before Peng Weijin's hand touched Li Qiye, she was instantly shot by Yang Shengping. Peng Weijin was just a true master, and compared to Yang Shengping, who possessed true power, it was so different. Far.

"Uncle Qi, you cut the surname Yang, I will take care of this kid!" Peng Weijin's complexion changed drastically when Yang Shengping turned his back. He gritted his teeth and became fierce in his heart.

"Huh—" Peng Weijin didn't walk in alone. There were many disciples of Pengjiazhuang behind him. One of them was an old man who had always stood holding a sword. At this time, he snorted and walked towards Yang Shengping.

This old man was also a strong man in Pengjiazhuang, a true hero, so when he saw this old man, Yang Shengping's face sank.

"Little beast, please kneel down obediently, otherwise, let us interrupt your dog legs!" At the same time, the disciples of Pengjiazhuang didn't need Peng Weijin to issue orders. They instantly surrounded Li Qiye and the others on a table. Ruthless.

"Yang Shengping, you shouldn't deceive us Pengjiazhuang, this is your own way of death!" The old man who was called the seventh uncle by Peng Weijin sounded "keng" and slowly drew out his sword!

"Give me your mouth!" Li Qiye told Yang Shengping, without looking at them from beginning to end.

As soon as Yang Shengping heard what Li Qiye said, he gave a deep shout, and grabbed Peng Weijin with his big hands. Peng Weijin's expression changed and he shouted: "The surname is Yang, Hugh is crazy!" Fight against Yang Shengping.

However, he was just a real master, how could he be Yang Shengping's opponent? Hearing a "bang" sound, Peng Weijin was suppressed by Yang Shengping in an instant, and the strength of the two sides was very different, and there was no comparison.

"Yang Shengping, don't be crazy!" Seeing Yang Shengping attack his junior, the old man yelled, his sword was like river water, and he immediately covered Yang Shengping.

With a "bang" sound, the old man's long sword broke instantly before it reached Yang Shengping. I saw that Li Qiye was only a slight one with five fingers, and his long sword broke instantly, and at the same time, it was like a Taishan mountain crushing him. The same on his body.

"Kneel down!" Li Qiye ordered.

How could the old man kneel down? His whole body was full of anger, and he wanted to do it again, but if he wanted to resist in front of Li Qiye, that would be a dead end.

Hearing a "bang" sound, Li Qiye just pressed his finger lightly, and the old man knelt on the ground involuntarily, slamming his knees on the floor, smashing the floor tiles, and blood flowing.

"Qi--" The old man was not reconciled, shouted, and exploded with the most powerful force in his life. He wanted to resist Li Qiye's suppression. Under the violent anger, he stood up slightly.

But Li Qiye just smiled faintly. Hearing a "click" sound, at this moment, Li Qiye only moved his momentum slightly, and the old man was instantly suppressed and his whole body was broken.

Hearing a "bang" sound, at this moment the old man knelt down on the ground and lay there directly, not only his knees were broken, but the bones of his whole body were broken. The whole person was suppressed there and moved. They couldn't move, the ground was filled with blood.

"Kill—" At this time, the Savior of Pengjiazhuang disciples who followed Peng Weijin eagerly shouted, and rushed towards Li Qiye one after another.

But Li Qiye just flicked his sleeves away, and heard the sound of "bang, bang, bang", these disciples were all swept out, and they couldn't get up for a while.

Seeing such a scene, everyone in the inn couldn’t help but gasp. Many elders in the family can see that this old man is a real man, but he was directly suppressed on the ground in this way. He couldn't get up even when he crawled. The bones all over his body were shattered, and Li Qiye just moved his fingers from beginning to end.

With a "bang" sound, Yang Shengping suppressed Peng Weijin and stepped on it. Peng Weijin knelt on the ground with a "pop".

"Young Master Peng, you are arrogant!" Yang Shengping said coldly at this time.

Peng Weijin's face changed drastically. Originally, he had brought an elder with the strength of a real hero. He was also full of confidence in his heart. He did not expect it to be such an end.

"Yang Shengping, you, do you dare to touch me a little hair, I, my Pengjiazhuang will slaughter your big sword gate, you dare to be my enemy, Pengjiazhuang, that is, the entire upper part..." Peng Weijin couldn't help but shouted.

With a sound of "pop-", Yang Shengping grabbed Peng Weijin's hair, slapped it severely, and slowly said, "Young Master Peng, you are offended."

"Slap, slap, slap..." For a moment, Yang Shengping slapped Peng Weijin's face fiercely!

Yang Shengping slapped Peng Weijin's face with one slap, and in the blink of an eye, Peng Weijin's mouth was full of blood.

"Not a long memory." Li Qiye shook his head and said flatly.

Peng Weijin was mad with shame and anger. Within a short period of time, he was slapped twice. For the first time, Wang Han suppressed him. This time, even Wang Han was not there, so he was brutally attacked by such a large crowd. Slap in the face, for him, this is really a shame in his life!