Chapter 167: It's not a good time to travelnight. Inside Biyou Village. "Dengdengdeng..." A series of footsteps were heard in the originally quiet village. A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, with a panicked look on his face, ran towards the outside of Biyou Village without stopping. But just when he ran into a forest, he suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, and asked with some uneasiness in his eyes: "Who?" "Master Tao..." Xiao Ziyi, wearing a green sportswear, sat on a stone pier in the woods. He looked up at the sky, then put his backpack on the pier, stood up and said softly: "It's a dark and windy night, it's not a good time to travel..." The Taoist in Taoist robe stood there, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking.
He faced Xiao Zizai and did not move or speak for a long time. "Whoosh!" Suddenly, the Taoist jumped up and ran out of the village. But Xiao Zizai seemed to be prepared. The moment the Taoist jumped up, he also jumped up and reached out to grab the Taoist. Xiao Zizai was very fast, and the Taoist knew he couldn't dodge in time, so he had no choice but to turn around and fight back. "boom!" The two bodies collided violently, separated at the touch, and both fell to the ground. The Taoist's eyes were fierce, but he hid it well in an instant. Seeing that Xiao Zizai was about to attack him again, the Taoist quickly raised his hand to stop him: "wait wait wait!" Xiao Zizai stopped what he was doing, looked up at the Taoist priest with interest. The Taoist said quickly, "You are coming for this village, right? Although I am one of the best, I have never done anything that is against the will of heaven and earth. If you want to attack the village, I will not stop you. Just let me go!" Xiao Zizai raised the corner of his mouth slightly and tilted his head slightly. "Everyone, I'm here now, please make yourselves at ease." Then, he gently pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said to the Taoist in front of him: "Master Dao... This village is actually a small matter to me. But there is one thing I want to ask you, Master Dao..." The Taoist's expression changed slightly and he swallowed. "what?" Xiao Zizai walked to the Taoist's side.
"A year ago, seven murders occurred in the province. The methods used in these seven cases were consistent and extremely bizarre. The murderer left almost no clues." Xiao Zizai paused and continued: "Not long after that, a disciple of the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan injured a fellow disciple and ran down the mountain. Since then, no one has seen this Taoist priest again. "But what's interesting is that even for such a small matter, the Taoist masters of Shangqing Sect kept it a secret and didn't want the outside world to know about it... The Taoist master who disappeared is you, Zhao Guizhen." As Xiao Zizai spoke, cold sweat began to drip down Zhao Guizhen's forehead like a faucet being turned on. "Did my fellow apprentices ask you to come and find me..." As he spoke, Zhao Guizhen raised his hand and slowly moved closer to Xiao Zizai. He continued, "I... I accidentally hurt my fellow apprentice..." When he arrived in front of Xiao Zizai, Zhao Guizhen's expression suddenly became ferocious. He swung his right arm towards Xiao Zizai like lightning, and his tone became fierce. "How can I have the face to go back..." "boom!" Xiao Zizai had long seen through Zhao Guizhen's little trick, and he was on guard when he walked towards him. The two arms collided with each other, and Xiao Zizai used his clever strength to knock Zhao Guizhen to the ground. Without giving Zhao Guizhen a chance to breathe, Xiao Zizai waved his hand, and a huge palm made of blue Qi quickly broke out from his palm and struck towards the direction where Zhao Guizhen fell. "boom!" The palm of his hand smashed onto the ground, splashing a large cloud of dust, completely covering Zhao Guizhen's figure. After a moment, the dust dissipated, but Zhao Guizhen was no longer on the ground. Xiao Zizai raised his head slightly and saw Zhao Guizhen standing not far in front of him with his back to him. Xiao Zizai pushed his glasses lightly and said, "A self-defense weapon that can be controlled autonomously? It's a high-end product." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zizai's figure turned into a residual shadow, causing a whistling sound, and rushed towards Zhao Guizhen. Zhao Guizhen had no time to react before Xiao Zizai rushed in front of him. Xiao Zizai kept waving his palms, and they fell on Zhao Guizhen's body like raindrops. Zhao Guizhen's face turned pale, and he could only rely on the defensive magic weapon, the string of Five Emperors' Coins hanging around his neck, to passively defend against Xiao Zizai's attack. Although defensive magic weapons are powerful, they will also consume the Qi in the user's body when they withstand attacks. Zhao Guizhen clearly felt that if things continued like this, the Qi in his body would not last long. With the impact of Xiao Zizai's compassionate hand, Zhao Guizhen retreated like a spring. He quickly bit his fingertips and drew a mysterious talisman in his palm. At this time, Xiao Zizai had returned to Zhao Guizhen. Zhao Guizhen hurriedly raised his hands and collided his palms. "boom!" Zhao Guizhen's face lit up with joy. bingo! The bewitching seal in his palm can distract the opponent during the battle as long as it hits the opponent.
In an intense battle like this, even a half-second of distraction could lead to very serious consequences. With this move, Zhao Guizhen has defeated countless opponents. On the other hand, Xiao Zizai's expression remained calm, and his hand movements did not even change at all, and each of his palms landed accurately on Zhao Guizhen's body. "Bang bang bang-" Zhao Guizhen gritted his teeth and fought while retreating. How is it possible? He was clearly hit by the Soul-Bewitching Seal in his palm, so why did the person opposite him seem to have no reaction at all? ! Xiao Zizai had no idea what Zhao Guizhen was thinking at the moment. His palms tirelessly attacked Zhao Guizhen again and again. From the time the two of them started fighting until now, Xiao Zizai has at least thrown out thousands of palm strikes. Even if Zhao Guizhen had a defensive magic weapon to protect himself, he could hardly hold on at this moment. He deliberately took a strong blow from Xiao Ziyi and retreated again. But Xiao Zizai kept pressing forward. Although Zhao Guizhen was out of his attack range, he could still attack from a distance. Palms made of Qi smashed towards Zhao Guizhen as if they were free. After doing it for thirty to fifty times, Xiao Zizai withdrew his hand and rubbed his wrist. After a while, the smoke dispersed. Xiao Zizai raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Guizhen. "Master Dao, stop hiding it. If this is all you have, you probably won't be able to hold on for long." Zhao Guizhen gritted his teeth and seemed to want to say something. But before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Xiao Zizai. "After you killed those people, didn't you practice Maoshan magic? Don't come out again... Believe me, you will die miserably." "Maoshan technique..." Zhao Guizhen laughed grimly, "Since you are looking for death, don't blame me, the Taoist priest!" "Tsk tsk..." Xiao Zizai smacked his lips, and instead of moving forward, he looked at Zhao Guizhen with a smile, as if he was expecting something. (End of this chapter)