The Twirling Wind Strike!
This Li Yong must have something to do with Zhao Qing Ying's disappearance.
Boom.
Lin Fan stepped into the air and changed the direction of his descent, dodging the twirling wind.
"Where is senior martial uncle, Zhao Qing Ying?" Lin Fan pointed his spear at Li Yong and asked.
He quickly scanned the surroundings for any clues at the same time.
Behind Li Yong, in the imperial court building, he saw a familiar figure with chains tied to his hands.
It was Zhao Qing Ying, unconscious with his eyes closed.
But how was Li Yong able to capture Zhao Qing Ying? Lin Fan thought.
The next moment, he had his answer as he saw Li Yong taking out a seal made of jade, with dragons carved onto it.
It was the imperial seal of the Xuan Dynasty.
Li Yong raised his hand with the imperial seal, and it glowed.
"Kneel down before your Emperor!" He chanted, and the imperial seal gave out a golden glow.
