Chapter Seventy-Two: Empress Qiying

After listening to the story of Empress Yun's master, you can roughly guess what kind of person Empress Yun will be. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Presumably it is also the kind of person who oppresses the contemporary era and is like a god of martial arts.

It is rumored that she practiced "Frost Emperor Fist", and when her fist is unfolded, she can freeze a mountain, how terrifying!

After seeing the murals of "Shaking Mountain Fist", "Breaking Army Swordsmanship", and "Frost Emperor Fist", Wen Hao and Wen Yue did not have the slightest intention of establishing induction.

And Wang Dutong was still holding his big white flower, and he didn't have the strength to establish induction at all.

"Wang Dutong is now a martial artist in the Fighting Flow Realm, but he can learn the Frost Emperor Fist!" Xiao Tianming suddenly made this suggestion.

"Breaking the Army Sword Technique" only has the exercises of the Manjiang Realm, and there is no more.

Along the way, Xiao Tianming also found that although Wang Dutong's temper was a little worse, his personality was quite straightforward, and he was from Lingyun Village, so he gave a hint.

"Hehe, this martial arts is not suitable for Wang Dutong. Wen Yue smiled.

Xiao Tianming was suddenly curious: "Why?"

"Take a closer look at the name of this set of martial arts. ”

Xiao Tianming read it again: "Frost Emperor Fist!" is indeed domineering when you hear the name, but why is it not suitable for Wang Dutong." ”

"The reason is the word 'emperor'. Wen Yue said with a smile, "You must have the aura of an emperor in order to bring the power of this set of fists to the extreme." ”

A bolt of lightning suddenly swept through Xiao Tianming's mind, shaking him all over.

With Wen Hao's talent, it took him four years to successfully condense more than two hundred tricks, but what about Ling Shan?

He had seen it with his own eyes, but in just half a day, he had successfully condensed nearly two hundred tricks in his body, what a terrifying talent!

"Ling Shan should have the aura of an emperor!" Xiao Tianming secretly guessed.

He continued to ask Wen Yue: "Princess, how can you have the aura of an emperor?"

"The power of the emperor is naturally produced by becoming the emperor and dominating thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Wen Yue chuckled, as if she was making fun of Xiao Tianming's lack of knowledge.

Xiao Tianming didn't give up: "Is there no other way?"

"It's not nothing, it is said that there is a nerve treasure book that can inherit the emperor's qi, and it is extremely terrifying to pass it down from generation to generation. ”

"Eh, then why don't you practice this Frost Emperor Fist?"

Xiao Tianming was a little strange, Wen Hao and Wen Yue were the princes and princesses, and they happened to be powerhouses in the Fighting Stream, but why were they not interested in this "Frost Emperor Fist"?

Wen Yue smiled slightly, and between the flow of True Yuan, three hundred and sixty-five fiery red points of light suddenly appeared on the white veil, and more than three hundred of them were already shining and dancing like the flames of candles.

"Hiss!" Xiao Tianming gasped, he didn't expect that Wen Yue had successfully condensed more than 300 tricks, and only 20 tricks were left that had not been condensed.

"Although the Frost Emperor Fist is powerful, my Heavenly Phoenix True Scripture is not inferior at all!" Wen Yue's laughter was suddenly filled with a domineering spirit.

The "Heavenly Phoenix True Scripture" and the "Dragon God True Scripture" are the two peerless martial arts of the Tianhua Dynasty, and they are the top martial arts on the Heavenly Continent, and they can be counted on both hands if they can compare to their martial arts.

"Wen Yue!" Wen Hao on the side had been smiling bitterly for a long time, and he didn't know what to say.

In just a short period of time, Wen Yue has already leaked a lot of royal secrets.

"Brother, it's not me talking about you, your strength should be shown, the old eight and nine are two miscellaneous pieces, I have put up with them for a long time. Wen Yue gritted her teeth as if she remembered the two enemies.

Wen Hao finally realized that something was wrong with Wen Yue, and it seemed that after entering Montenegro, her emotions were a little uncontrollable.

He gave Xiao Tianming a color, and the two walked to the other stone wall to chat, while Wen Yue stayed in front of the mural of the Frost Emperor Fist and continued to watch.

"What's wrong with the princess?" Wen Hao's face was full of worry.

Xiao Tianming looked disappreciative: "It doesn't matter, the second master of the Iron Fist Gate was such a strong person last time, and after arriving here, he will seek death and life if he encounters a little unhappiness." ”

"I think that here in Montenegro, people's true hearts, or suppressed emotions, will explode here. Xiao Tianming speculated.

Zhao Ren has been campaigning for the revival of the Iron Fist Gate for many years, and must have accumulated too many grievances in his heart.

And Princess Wenyue must have been too angry with the old eight and nine, so she broke out here.

"This Black Mountain is really evil. Wen Hao said helplessly, he looked at Wen Yue with a worried look in his eyes.

Xiao Tianming suddenly approached Wen Hao, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Brother Wen, let me ask you something, is there any prince in your royal family who is missing?"

But it was he who wanted to inquire about Ling Shan's whereabouts, presumably Ling Shan must have that kind of "emperor's qi" on his body, otherwise he couldn't explain the speed at which he condensed the acupoints.

"No, why did Brother Tianming ask that?" Wen Hao said strangely.

"Oh, just ask casually, by the way, what are you looking for in Montenegro?" Xiao Tianming hurriedly smiled awkwardly and changed the subject.

Wen Hao didn't dig deeper, and said, "We're going to the top of Black Mountain." ”

"The top of Black Mountain!" Xiao Tianming suddenly felt that Wen Hao must have broken his brain.

"Are you sure, we were only halfway up the mountain, and we almost died in the hands of that golden demon flower, and now we have to run to the top of the mountain, don't you think we died fast enough?"

In a hurry, Xiao Tianming's speech was already full of unkindness.

Wen Hao didn't mean to be angry at all, and said with a smile: "It's a matter of Brother Tianming!"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Tianming suddenly became excited, "Don't you still want me to continue to lead the way?" Let me tell you, if you want to reach the top of the mountain, it is safest to spiral up that mountain road, you can go by yourself, I will not accompany you." ”

What are you kidding, following the obviously "abnormal" Princess Wenyue now, I don't know what danger she will encounter in the future!

"Look at this flower, is it dead?" Wang Dutong suddenly shouted.

Xiao Tianming and the others were attracted to attention at this time, and they all surrounded them.

At this moment, the petal dress of the tear demon flower has been turned over by Wang Dutong, covering the flower branches underneath, revealing its upper body like a little human girl.

At this moment, the tear demon flower was motionless, and the two white and tender little arms hung weakly to the side, and the three jagged mouths had also closed.

After the flower branch is broken, the tear demon flower loses its vitality, and is no different from ordinary plants.

The four of them surrounded the tear demon flower, and they didn't know what to do.

"What should I do, do you want to continue to take it with you?" Wang Dutong looked at Wen Yue.

"Take it away, and when I bring it back to the palace, insert it into the imperial garden, maybe I can save it. Wen Yue stepped forward and pressed her tulle gloved hand on the "little girl's" arm.

Suddenly, the tear demon flower disappeared.

Xiao Tianming remembered Wen Hao's sword that suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly: "Yes, Wen Hao has treasures that can store items, and Wen Yue must also have them." ”

"Brother Wen, do you know what doorways there are on that stone platform?" Xiao Tianming pointed to the half-meter-high stone platform.

He always felt that there was some mystery in this stone platform, and there happened to be a royal child in front of him who knew countless secrets, so he didn't ask in vain.

"Are you talking about this, let me think about it......" Wen Hao fell into the memory, "...... It seems that a peerless powerhouse has been trapped in the past. ”