Villains of the Heavens: The Empress Dowager Is Pregnant

Chapter 160 Sky Frost Fist and Cloud Dispelling Palm

Hearing Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping scolding, two men in Taoist robes of Quanzhen sect walked out slowly from the other side of the valley.

Although they were dressed as Quanzhen disciples, the two of them looked a little young and young, probably in their early twenties.

Seeing that the two were facing each other, Zhao Zhijing asked with a frown.

"This is my true forbidden place, why did you two come here?"

"..." The two men looked at each other without saying a word.

Yin Zhiping, who was on the side, saw that the two behaved very strangely, and reminded them in a low voice.

"Be careful, the Mongolian Prince Huo Dou led someone to break into the mountain gate back then, the two of them are unfamiliar, I'm afraid they came from the wrong way."

Zhao Zhijing actually saw that something was wrong between the two of them.

Just when the atmosphere in the arena was a bit dignified, the man in the disguise of a Quanzhen disciple suddenly asked a question.

Chen Xuan's face suddenly darkened.

"This kid is Yang Guo?!"

The man roared wildly, raised his hand and punched Yin Zhiping's long sword, obviously with bare hands, but the punch was faintly whistling with the sound of wind!

When the two fake Quanzhen disciples heard this, they looked at Chen Xuan fiercely.

"Empty hands?"

Immediately before he could react, a figure suddenly rushed towards him, and struck him with both palms, forcing him back, and then pulled Yin Zhiping and retreated.

Yin Zhiping saw it, and knew that Zhao Zhijing was narrow-minded, despicable and sinister, and now he might not want to borrow a knife to kill someone, but took the opportunity to kill him.

One of them clenched his fists tightly, but saw the frost-white cold air spread over his fists, and the overflowing cold air even covered the grass within a few steps with a thin layer of frost!
"Yin Zhiping? Court death!"

He kept saying that he was going to find someone, but he was not in a hurry to leave after he avoided it.

"Brother Xu, let me help you!"

There was only a crisp sound of "pop" between the hands, and the thing bounced away, but it was a small stone.

"You...you are Yang Guo?"

Zhao Zhijing, who was on the sidelines, said that he was from the same family as him, but now seeing him in trouble, he had no intention of helping him at all.

"What a joke! You two disciples of the fourth generation dare to question me? I am Zhao Zhijing, the chief disciple of Master Wang Chuyi!"

When Chen Xuan saw the reaction of the two people, he knew that this matter might not be avoided.

"Sky Frost Fist?!"

Maybe it was because of the deflated man who had cast Tianshuang fist, another challenger also rushed over, raised his hand and hit with both palms, which is also a fist move with bare hands!
He raised his palms, and his energy followed his body like a shadow, turning into waves of air, dancing and rising, as if a cloud of air had gathered between his palms.

It wasn't until this moment that Yin Zhiping glanced at Chen Xuan belatedly, and said in surprise.

He drew his sword and jumped, and he drew his sword and stabbed!

But if these people came for him in the first place, it would be a different matter.

Yin Zhiping obviously has never encountered this kind of martial arts. Although his Quanzhen swordsmanship is exquisite, his Tianshuang fist is wide open and closed, and his moves are fast and unstoppable.

I don't think those two people are not afraid at all, and there is no weapon in their hands.

Seeing this situation, Chen Xuan's heart skipped a beat, secretly feeling something was wrong.

"Arrogance!" Yin Zhiping had a deep affection for Xiao Longnv, and hearing these two people utter such wild words, he immediately became furious.

In desperation, he gritted his teeth, let out a loud roar, suddenly summoned his inner strength, and slammed out his palms, striking the Tianshuang Fist of the man pretending to be a Quanzhen disciple!
Hearing only a "bang", Yin Zhiping struck out with his palms, the sound was like wind and thunder, faintly surpassing Tianshuang fist by half a point!
"What a powerful palm!" The man couldn't help but exclaimed for a moment.

He was interrupted by the man with the Tianshuang fist just now, and now he dare not accept the move.

Yin Zhiping was surprised in his heart, when the man punched his sword, a strong frost burst out, freezing the tip of his sword in an instant, and then the cold air from the fist surged back, Just listening to the crisp sound of "click", the whole long sword shattered!

"Yes, kill Yin Zhiping first, and then grab Xiaolongnv!"

"Brother Zhao! What are you still doing!"

"Could it be Cloud Pai Zhang?! Tianshuang Fist, Cloud Pai Zhang, Tian Jian Wuming... These people are indeed the same group."

"Junior Brother, in the middle of the night, these two people's words are disrespectful, arrogant and rude. In all likelihood, they are some small gangsters."

"You... what kind of martial arts are you doing?"

The man smiled jokingly and said proudly.

Before the two agreed on what to do, the two fake Quanzhen disciples on the opposite side sneered.

"Zhao Zhijing? What a joke! If Qiu Chuji's Quanzhen seven sons come out of the mountain, we will still be afraid. You two idiots dare to mess with us?"

Shocked by the blowing wind, Yin Zhiping spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", staggered back a few steps, and said with lingering fear.

"Die to me!" A low growl suddenly came from a distance, and Yin Zhiping was attacked by Tianshuangquan and Paiyunzhang in turn, and could only retreat steadily.

He was startled, and in desperation, he ignored Yin Zhiping and swung his fist with his backhand to block the attacking thing directly.

"Sky Shuangquan... Tianjian Wuming... Could this be a coincidence?"

Zhao Zhijing rolled his eyes, instead of stepping forward, he stepped back a few steps.

"Zhao Zhijing? The other one is Yin Zhiping?"

"Brother Xu, don't talk about it. Let's kill that boy Yin Zhiping quickly, lest he harm Xiaolongnv in the future, and we brothers won't have a fresh bite."

"You don't even know, I'm the serious Tianshuang Fist!"

Yin Zhiping nodded slightly.

Just when the man who used the Tianshuang fist flew up and landed on Yin Zhiping's head, he heard a "hoo", and suddenly something flew in front of him!
"who is it?!"

Tianshuang Fist is obviously a martial art of Fengyun World, and it is faintly similar to Zhao Xingbo's innate ability that he has seen before.

It's just that this is obviously not the time to think about these things.

"Who are you?"

"Junior brother, if you hold on for a while, I will ask Master to come and rescue me."

Before Yin Zhiping had time to react, Chen Xuan, who was hiding in the distance, shrank his pupils slightly, feeling something bad in his heart.

Reminiscent of Zhao Xingbo's method, Chen Xuan frowned, feeling some bad premonition in his heart.

Even if that person didn't disclose the name of this martial art, Chen Xuan could guess a thing or two.

The two people on the opposite side spoke rudely, and Yin Zhiping's face suddenly became ugly when it fell into Yin Zhiping's ears.

Yin Zhiping said angrily.

"Yang Guo?!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping looked at each other, and said in a deep voice.

He doesn't care about the life and death of Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping, and even if the opponent is too strong, he can decisively abandon Xiaolongnv.

He didn't bother to pay attention to Yin Zhiping's surprised gaze, and shouted directly at Zhao Zhijing.

"Uncle Zhao! What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for these two to kill us before killing you?"

"Yang Guo, you don't have to provoke me. I don't pay attention to these two little thieves."

Zhao Zhijing sneered, but he still stood on the sidelines, unwilling to make a move.

(End of this chapter)