The Empress stopped talking nonsense and rushed towards Zhao Xiaole.
She was very fast. Although she was wearing gorgeous clothes, her figure was like a dragon. She arrived in front of Zhao Xiaole in an instant.
The movement skills of the Demon Sect are indeed outstanding. As soon as they made a move, Zhao Xiaole immediately felt that it was different.
As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is there as soon as he makes a move.
"Well done!"
Zhao Xiaole drank, and then started fighting with the Queen.
The strength of the Queen's palms is also average, but the advantage is that her movements are extremely fast. She moves left and right, and moves in an extremely erratic manner.
Zhao Xiaole did not dare to be careless with such intense attacks.
He is afraid that if he is negligent and the Empress catches a flaw, it will kill him, and the more the fight continues, the more cruel and ruthless the Empress' moves become.
Zhao Xiaole was secretly annoyed.
Why did you massage her repeatedly in the first place?
Now I have finally tasted the bitter pill.
This is simply making yourself unhappy!
Mudd!
Bang bang bang bang!
The two exchanged several moves in succession. As he gradually adapted to the Queen's speed, Zhao Xiaole gradually became more comfortable with it.
Perhaps because of the conflict between the skills, although the Queen's body skills are fast, her palm skills have never been able to cause substantial damage to Zhao Xiaole.
Therefore, he only needs to protect his life gate and not miss any moves at the same time.
After understanding this, Zhao Xiaole was full of confidence.
He knew that although the opponent's movements were fast, they could not last long. The physical strength consumed by such a fast movement was also very terrifying.
Bang bang bang bang!
After another fight, the Queen's figure slowed down as expected, and Zhao Xiaole felt more confident now.
Bang!
He found an opening, knocked the Queen away with one palm, and said with a smile: "Although your body skills are good, you can't hit anyone. Isn't it a pity?"
The Empress snorted angrily, "Huang Kou Shuzi, how did you know that my god's martial arts are so powerful?"
After saying that, the Queen took action again and bullied her to kill him.
However, she was tired after all, and Zhao Xiaole was not only able to deal with it easily, but he was also able to make fun of her while taking action.
"Oh? I'm Shuzi? You don't seem to be very young, right?"
"Although you are a saint, you can't go around talking about other people's stupidity!"
"I said, what are you going to do?"
"This shit-eating move seems inappropriate for your status as a saint, right?"
The more the Queen listened, the more annoyed she became, and she struck out faster. She actually fell down after Zhao Xiaole dodged one of his moves.
He was immediately teased by Zhao Xiaole as a "dog chewing food"!
How could she bear this tone?
He cursed loudly and rushed forward again, "Shuzi! You're looking for death!"
Bang bang bang bang!
The two had another round of fighting, and this time, Zhao Xiaole seemed more calm, and could even deal with the Queen's moves with one hand.
He had a sneer on his face and stopped talking.
As the battles gradually progressed, the Queen's defeat became apparent. Anyone who practiced martial arts who had fought against others could see it.
The Queen's defeat was a matter of time.
However, there is another thing that will make them even more frightened, that is, Zhao Xiaole's strength has been improving during the fight.
From the beginning, he was barely able to cope with the Queen's offensive, but in the end he became more comfortable with it.
In addition to the Queen's own lack of strength, Zhao Xiaole is becoming stronger and stronger, which is also an important reason.
Actually, this is not difficult to explain.
Zhao Xiaole practices kung fu hard every day, but rarely fights with anyone.
Having this opportunity to play against a master from the Demon Cult will naturally improve him greatly.
At this time, apart from being a little faster than Zhao Xiaole, the Empress was no longer able to compete head-on with Zhao Xiaole.
However, she did not stop, attacking Zhao Xiaole as if she was risking her life, but Zhao Xiaole did not kill him.
Just keep fighting with her.
Finally, after another struggle, Zhao Xiaole kicked the Queen in the stomach and knocked her down under the gauze curtain.
The queen fell down on the steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and tried several times, but she could no longer stand up.
She looked at Zhao Xiaole and sneered, "Marquis Zhenguo, you win. I am willing to admit defeat. Just kill me!"
Zhao Xiaole took two steps forward and looked at her coldly, "Do you want to die? Okay, then I will help you!"
However, the Queen no longer resisted and simply closed her eyes and suffered death.
There was silence in the hall. Zhao Xiaole stepped forward, stretched out his knife and pointed it at her vital position. As long as he cut it down, the beauty in front of him would instantly disappear.
The queen's face is still so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't bear to kill her, but Zhao Xiaole has no such worries.
His eyes were always cold and murderous.
The bedroom was still quiet, but Zhao Xiaole never made a move. After waiting for a while, Zhao Xiaole suddenly shouted:
"Come out! Do you really think that I don't dare to kill her?"
After hearing this, the palace was still silent and no sound was made.
A moment later, as the sound of clothes brushing against the gauze curtain was heard, a pretty woman walked up behind Zhao Xiaole,
"Let her go."
Zhao Xiaole turned around and saw that the person coming was none other than the Queen.
When the queen on the ground saw this, she hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Holy girl, how can you come out? Please leave quickly!"
The real empress sighed, "Enough people have died in the capital. I can't bear to see any more killings."
"But, but!"
The queen on the ground wanted to defend herself, but the real queen stopped her with her hand.
Zhao Xiaole suddenly became interested when he saw this, "There are so many evil spells in the Demon Sect, and this disguise technique is really amazing!"
Hearing this, the empress on the ground snorted. She didn't know how she lost her power, but before Zhao Xiaole's eyes, her appearance changed again.
Although her clothes haven't changed, she has returned to her original appearance.
She is an old woman, like a flower!
When Zhao Xiaole saw this scene, he was so shocked that he could not speak. He quickly thought of something,
"Wait a minute, don't tell me yet, let me guess. You first used some kind of hallucinogenic drug in the palace, and then you used that kind of evil magic to change your appearance, making me think that
You are your true self."
"But this isn't right. When we fought just now, it was clear that your breath and body didn't look like an old man at all. Why did you let me have such an illusion?"
Hearing this, Ruhua snorted coldly, "This is not easy, just increase the dose of the medicine."
"I thought you were smart enough to invent a musket, but I didn't expect you couldn't even see through this trick."
Zhao Xiaole nodded.
I see.
I really didn't expect it at this time.
However, the musket was not invented by me.
Wait a moment!
Zhao Xiaole suddenly thought of something, which almost made him vomit.
When Ruhua looked at his expression, she didn't know what he was thinking?
So he sneered and said, "Yes, I was the one who slept with Emperor Jingyang and King Pingxi back then!"
"You still want to get your hands on the saint? Are they worthy?"