All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

Chapter 69 He Yuanjun: I'm afraid of heights

After a long while, their lips parted.

A translucent thread stretched out in the air.

Li Mochou looked timidly at Yin Zhiping, her heart pounding like thunder, as if she were walking on clouds, light and airy.

Her skin was rosy and delicate, now completely flushed, with a pinkish glow amidst her fair complexion, and her eyes were dreamy.

"Brother Yin—I—"

Li Mochou felt breathless when she spoke, and her body felt weak and unsteady.

Yin Zhiping gently stroked her cheek.

He was about to speak.

Suddenly, a clear voice was heard from afar, urgently calling out, "Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

Yin Zhiping stopped moving.

Li Mochou's face turned cold, and her once radiant face now revealed boundless murderous intent.

She fastened the quilt she had just untied, drew her sword with a clang, and darted out, finding a girl in green among the flowers and plants—it was He Yuanjun!

Li Mochou placed her sword against her neck and said coldly, "You'd better give me a reason not to kill you!"

He Yuanjun burst into tears immediately, looking pitiful, and said, "Senior Mei and the others are fighting!"

Li Mochou gritted her teeth, sheathed her sword, and said, "I'll spare your life!"

Yin Zhiping stepped forward and said, "Let's go."

With that, he put one arm around Li Mochou and the other around He Yuanjun, then leaped off the branch.

He Yuanjun was extremely timid. When she saw that the ground was several feet above the ground, she immediately curled up in Yin Zhiping's arms, hugged him tightly, and dared not look down at all, trembling uncontrollably.

"Waaaaah—" she cried again.

Yin Zhiping only felt that she was quite large, and that her wide robes and sleeves concealed a mysterious beauty that was no less than that of Li Mochou.

Look at her delicate and sweet appearance, I really want to bully her until she cries.

"Ouch!" Yin Zhiping pretended to let go.

He Yuanjun immediately hugged him even tighter and cried out, "You—you don't scare me, I'm afraid of heights!" Her tears had already soaked Yin Zhiping's chest.

Yin Zhiping smiled and gently supported her soft buttocks with his hand, feeling quite comfortable.

Then he felt a gaze piercing him like a knife or a sword.

Yin Zhiping glanced sideways and saw that Li Mochou's face was as cold as ice, so he laughed even harder.

interesting!

These two people have completely different personalities.

Before long, the three of them arrived at the roadside.

From afar, five men could be seen fighting beside the carriage.

Hua Zheng wielded her whip, Mei Chaofeng unleashed the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and there were three other enemies.

Mei Chaofeng, a dark figure, moved through the crowd. With her cultivation level, few in the martial arts world could rival her, but at this moment she was suppressed by the palm strike of an old man.

The old man was about fifty years old, with a square face, large eyes, thick eyebrows, and gray hair and beard.

As soon as he clasped his hands together, a great gust of wind arose, his palm force extremely powerful.

Upon seeing this man, Li Mochou immediately exclaimed, "It's that swindler! How can his martial arts be so strong!"

"Wait a minute! How come there are two identical people!"

Looking again, there was another person who looked exactly like him, but whose martial arts skills and movements were far too clumsy.

Just the right time!

The man's palm strike whistled as it flew towards Mei Chaofeng. She knew she was no match for him, but she still raised her palm to strike.

Yin Zhiping lunged forward, grabbing Mei Chaofeng with one hand and confronting the man with the other.

Bang-!

After the loud crash, a sudden gust of wind arose, and the group of people, standing on either side, were all stunned into silence.

A gentle autumn breeze stirred, and everyone's clothes and long hair danced.

Yin Zhiping put Mei Chaofeng down, cupped his hands, and said, "You must be Senior Qiu Qianren, the Iron Palm Water-Walking Master?"

Everyone was shocked to hear this.

It really is Qiu Qianren!

The man, struck by the blow, was jolted, but managed a forced smile and said, "Indeed, may I ask who you are—"

Yin Zhiping said, "It's an honor to meet you, junior Yin Zhiping."

That man was none other than Qiu Qianren, wearing a short yellow robe, his white beard billowing in the wind, looking quite imposing.

Ever since Li Mochou of Jiangling exposed Qiu Qianzhang's deception, Yin Zhiping threatened Qiu Qianzhang to bring him the Wumu Legacy and the Iron Palm Technique.

Qiu Qianzhang was in great pain after being needled by Yin Zhiping. He returned to Iron Palm Mountain and persuaded his third sister, Qiu Qianchi, and together they begged Qiu Qianren, who was in seclusion, to come out of seclusion and take charge.

Although Qiu Qianren was furious that his elder brother had impersonated him to swindle people in the martial arts world, he was still his elder brother after all, so he chased after him all the way to demand an explanation from Yin Zhiping.

He stopped, put his hands behind his back, and said, "You do have some skill. There aren't many people in the martial world who can withstand a single blow from me."

Yin Zhiping laughed and said, "I was lucky enough to inherit some of the knowledge, but I am far inferior to my predecessors."

Seeing his confidence, Qiu Qianren knew he wouldn't be easy to deal with.

If this kid is arrogant because of his martial arts skills, then it's fine.

But seeing his cheerful smile and calm demeanor, one knows he is not to be underestimated.

Qiu Qianren then said, "So it was you who injected my elder brother with a needle, forcing him to steal my Iron Palm Technique?"

Yin Zhiping said, "That's right."

"How dare you!" Qiu Qianren said, "There are very few people in the martial arts world who dare to lay a hand on my Iron Palm Clan."

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Yin Zhiping said, "But I did take action."

Qiu Qianren said, "So it seems you're determined to die, without the slightest bit of remorse?"

Yin Zhiping said, "I advise you not to take action, senior. I am a kind-hearted person and do not want to get too tainted by bloodshed."

"Oh?" Qiu Qianren was extremely surprised: "How arrogant! You're courting death!"

As he spoke, he pushed off with his foot, slightly turned his body, slapped his left palm on top of his right palm, and his right palm flew out diagonally, striking Yin Zhiping's face directly!

This is the most ferocious and powerful move in Iron Palm Kung Fu, called "Yin Yang Returns to One"!

Qiu Qianren thought that the young man must be quite skilled to withstand his palm strike, so he wanted to end his life with one move!

His elder brother Qiu Qianzhang and his third sister Qiu Qianchi, who were behind him, were also surprised to see that Qiu Qianren was eager to kill the enemy and used the most ruthless move right from the start!

Yin Zhiping, however, was in no hurry. He gently raised his palm and used his Destructive Claw to receive the attack.

It may seem like a light, casual strike, but it is surprisingly powerful.

Snapped-!

When their palms met, Qiu Qianren felt as if he had struck an iron mountain. His arm immediately ached unbearably, and he leaped back several steps.

Yin Zhiping remained motionless, his expression indifferent.

Qiu Qianren hid his trembling hands behind his back, his eyes flashing incessantly.

What amazing palm technique!

Such profound internal strength!

He immediately decided to retreat and dared not fight again.

"Second brother (second elder brother)!" The Qiu siblings immediately stepped forward, both of them deeply shocked.

"What happened? How could he withstand a palm strike? And—and with such ease?"

"This young man is so young, yet he possesses such skill?"

The siblings thought Qiu Qianren was incredibly accomplished, but they never expected that after years of seclusion, he would be no match for a pale-faced youth!

"Yay!" Hua Zheng cheered, clapping her hands repeatedly. "Taoist brother is the best in the world!"

Mei Chaofeng was also extremely amazed, thinking to herself, "Back in Nanyang, he and Hong Qigong fought for over a hundred rounds, but now he defeated Qiu Qianren, who was on par with the Five Greats, in a single move!"

Such incredible skill.

Who in the martial world can rival me?

"How terrifying!" He Yuanjun watched from a distance, her legs trembling, wondering how she could possibly stop this little devil.

If he goes to Tianlong Temple, even Master Yideng and those eminent monks won't be able to stop him. What should we do?

Yin Zhiping then asked with a smile, "Senior Qiu, shall we continue?"

Qiu Qianren immediately said, "Your skills are quite good, and you have a bright future. I am also someone who cherishes talent, so I will not make things difficult for you."

"We'll leave as soon as you apologize to my brother."

Yin Zhiping said, "An apology is out of the question. On the contrary, you insisted on taking action despite my previous advice, and I still need to demand an explanation from you."

Qiu Qianren was both annoyed and terrified to hear him address him as "senior" repeatedly, yet his words were extremely arrogant.

Could it be that after years of seclusion, oblivious to the affairs of the martial world, such a young and powerful figure has emerged?