The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

"Eternal Spring Fist."

Zhao Qiuyan's cultivation has broken through to the peak of the fourth-grade grandmaster, and every move he makes contains golden light.

The most important thing is that although Zhao Qiuyan looks weak and doesn't like fighting, the boxing skills he practices are extremely fierce and powerful.

Violent punches were constantly launched out. As the emperor of the Song Dynasty, her every move could mobilize the luck of the world of the Song Dynasty. Naturally, a violent pressure would form on her body, which greatly enhanced her combat effectiveness. Anyone who fought with her would be oppressed by the pressure of the dynasty's luck.

Although Xue Jiu had the cultivation level of a third-grade grandmaster, the way he was best at and the way he practiced were all for assassination. In such a head-on battle, especially facing Zhao Qiuyan's domineering boxing skills and the pressure of the dynasty's destiny, he was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

"Damn it."

Xue Jiu was shocked. He had known for a long time that the empress of the Song Dynasty was a martial arts fanatic, but he did not expect that her martial arts level was so terrifying.

If he continues to fight like this, he will definitely lose.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart. If he had known the situation would be like this, he should not have continued to stay in Jinling City and should have left long ago.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

Ye Feng, who was standing not far away holding the Emperor's Sword, narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the violent aura of Zhao Qiuyan and the latter's practiced boxing, with a light flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He had been in Jinling City for almost two years, and he only knew that Zhao Qiuyan's martial arts skills were pretty good, but he had never seen her take action.

Judging from the boxing style that Zhao Qiuyan practiced, it was extremely strong and fierce, yet lacked a lot of softness.

With the martial arts talent that Zhao Qiuyan has shown, once she practices the superior martial arts that combine both hardness and softness, her overall strength will be greatly enhanced.

"As the emperor of the Song Dynasty, she is able to mobilize the dynasty's fortune, so that boxing style is quite suitable for her." A boxing style emerged in Ye Feng's mind, which was the "Eight Desolate Emperor Fist". It seemed that he should find an opportunity to teach it to the other party.

Bang!

Dashan's tremendous power burst out, and he swept the mace out, shaking the entire void, and a violent momentum burst out.

After only two exchanges, Xue Lei was knocked away by the mace, blood spurting out, his bones broken, and he could never get up again.

scoff!

Li Shanxiao's hook-and-sickle spear also instantly took Xuedian's life.

The outcome of the battle was immediately apparent after just a few moments of the battle.

"Deputy Pavilion Master, run!"

Seeing that he was no match for the three people opposite him, Xue Yu wanted to rush up to stop Zhao Qiuyan and give Xue Jiu a chance to escape.

Bang!

Unfortunately, he still underestimated Zhao Qiuyan's strength. The moment he punched out, he was knocked to death by the punch.

Zhao Qiuyan has been practicing for so many years and she has rarely killed anyone. At this moment, she felt a little uncomfortable. When she thought about the other party coming to assassinate Ye Feng again and again, the strangeness in her heart disappeared a lot.

Xue Jiu's face hidden under the black robe was gloomy, and there was a crazy murderous intent flashing in the depths of his eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when the blood rain blocked Zhao Qiuyan, the spiritual power in his body flowed wildly, and the dagger in his hand was extremely swift, rushing towards Ye Feng who was standing not far away.

"Boy, you asked for this. Even if I die, I'll let you take the blame."

Xue Jiu's face was ferocious, and all his spiritual power was concentrated on the dagger.

"you wanna die."

Zhao Qiuyan didn't expect that in the moment when she was restrained by the blood rain, Xue Jiu not only did not choose to escape, but rushed towards Ye Feng. There was madness in the depths of her eyes, and the spiritual power in her body was surging wildly. Her speed increased to the extreme, and the depths of her eyes were filled with blood.

Xue Jiu’s speed was so fast that the dagger was about to pierce Ye Feng’s chest.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on Ye Feng's body, he was not a warrior at all.

It is impossible to stop Xue Jiu's assassination.

"This……"

Just as Xue Jiu was watching the dagger about to pierce Ye Feng's chest, he suddenly found that his entire body seemed to be imprisoned and unable to move.

He looked at Ye Feng, who was standing opposite him and remained calm. There was horror in his eyes and shock on his face.

He didn't have time to be shocked. Zhao Qiuyan's fist, with all her strength, smashed into his back. He heard the sound of bones breaking, and he was knocked flying, with blood spurting out of his mouth.

After being hit from the back by Zhao Qiuyan, a fourth-grade peak grandmaster, Xue Jiu fell to the ground and could not get up again.

Bang!

Dashan swept out with his mace and killed the two people who were fighting with him.

Li Shanxiao put away his hook-and-sickle spear. He did not take the two junior master warriors seriously.

"My dear, are you okay?"

After Zhao Qiuyan knocked Xue Jiu away, she ignored him completely and rushed to Ye Feng with an anxious face, panic in her eyes. In the previous moment, she really felt what it felt like the sky was falling and the earth was splitting. She didn't dare to imagine what she should do if Xue Jiu really killed Ye Feng.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm fine."

Ye Feng felt the panic in Zhao Qiuyan's eyes. It was a concern from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

Ever since he came to the Song Dynasty, everything Zhao Qiuyan showed was completely different from Lin Xiaoxiang. She cared about him sincerely.

"If you dare to kill my beloved minister, I will definitely destroy all of you in the Blood Shadow Pavilion in the future."

Zhao Qiuyan rushed to Xue Jiu in anger.

The spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, and he punched Xue Jiu hard.

When Xue Jiu heard what Zhao Qiuyan said, his eyes were filled with unwillingness. He really wanted to tell Zhao Qiuyan that, not to mention that he, Xue Jiu, could not hurt the young man opposite, even if the top experts from the Blood Shadow Pavilion came, they might not be able to hurt Ye Feng.

At that moment just now, he felt very clearly that with his dagger and his many years of experience as a killer, he was fully capable of killing Ye Feng.

It was at the last moment that he felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be blocked, and the arm holding the dagger began to become out of control.

Bang!

Xue Jiu's eyes widened as he was bombarded continuously by Zhao Qiuyan's angry fists, and was finally beaten to death.

He fell to the ground and died.

There was a faint smile on Ye Feng's face. He didn't expect that Zhao Qiuyan actually practiced boxing. This girl was quite fierce.

Shhhhhh...

However, Zhao Qiuyan seemed to rarely kill people. After she killed Xue Jiu with her fist, her face turned pale and she retreated to Ye Feng's side, her breathing becoming rapid.

Ye Feng turned around and looked at Zhao Qiuyan, then gently reached out and held Zhao Qiuyan's hand.

This girl was so fierce just now, but now her palms are covered with cold sweat.

"If you don't want to kill someone in the future, don't kill them. Just cripple them."

Zhao Qiuyan was held by Ye Feng's hand. Ye Feng saw through her embarrassment of killing someone. She couldn't help but blush, but said firmly and seriously: "Humph, who made him want to kill you? As long as he wants to kill you, I will kill him even if I die to protect you."

"Yo yo... come on, let's drink this cup of dog food."

Ling'er was standing not far away, and when she saw Ye Feng holding Zhao Qiuyan's hand, her face was full of teasing.

"Are you itchy?"

Zhao Qiuyan turned around and glared at Ling'er fiercely, but did not break free from Ye Feng's hand. She felt inexplicably at ease being held by that hand.

……

Prime Minister's House.

The sky is slightly bright.

"Master...Master...it's all over...it's all over..."

The originally quiet Prime Minister's Mansion was completely broken by the sound of hurried footsteps and nervous words.

Li Limpu just walked out of the room with a face full of anger. He had finally gotten a rest, but he didn't expect that his sleep was interrupted after only a few minutes of sleep. He was ready to get angry.