"It's back!" He wore a green jade mask on his face and a green robe, calmly looking at the seven silver-faced killers in front of him.

"Ahem! The subordinates and others lived up to the orders of the landlord and brought back the Dragon Slayer Knife, Xie Xun, Jinhua Mother-in-law and a few people from the Persian Ming Sect! Beili held a mighty and domineering long knife in both hands and handed it to him respectfully.

"Huh? Hurt! He glanced at the seven men and saw that they were all wounded.

"The subordinates are incompetent!" Beili and the others instantly lowered their heads deeper, obviously blaming themselves for leading most of the Tsing Yi Lou's strength to deal with these people.

"Huh!" He was not surprised that Beili and the others were injured, and said lightly: "Now you know how powerful the Persian artillery is!" ”

"This ...... How did the landlord know that we were wounded by artillery? Beili and the others asked incredulously.

"You don't have to worry about this!" In fact, he had long known that the Persian Ming Church had sent artillery warships, and he deliberately let these seven people experience the power of artillery, so as to prepare for his plan to revive Huaxia after he left.

"Take me to the messengers from the Persian Sect." He suddenly thought that a special martial art of the Persian Ming Sect was very interesting, and decided to come and have a look.

"Yes!"

Several people came to the envoy of the Persian Ming Sect, who was imprisoned in the secret prison of Tsing Yi Lou. Although the three envoys of Fengyun and Moon were slightly inferior to the first-class masters in martial arts, they were captured after a hard battle in order to catch the three of them on Spirit Snake Island.

"Open!" The cells in which they were held looked like ordinary rooms, none of them had been treated with special treatment, the wood was reinforced with pure gold, and all of the prisoners were drugged to suppress their internal forces.

"Who are you? Let us out! As soon as he opened the door, a strange tone came out, and the accent obviously didn't sound like a person from the Central Plains.

"You are the three envoys of the Persian Ming Sect?" He glanced at the three men in front of him, their noses high, their eye sockets deep, and their blue eyes, not much different from the foreigners he had seen before the crossing.

"That's right! We are the messengers from the Persian religion, why are you arresting us? The tall Liuyun Envoy of the Three Envoys continued to question in a strange voice.

"What about the Holy Fire Order?" He looked sideways at Beili.

"Here, landlord!" Beili took out the Holy Fire Order he got from the three envoys.

He took the Holy Flame Order and looked closely at it and found that it was densely packed with strange symbols, which he had never seen at all.

Boil!

The Extreme Yang Internal Power in his hand converged, and the temperature in the surrounding air increased rapidly, as if the void was scorching and distorted, and then he squeezed it fiercely, only to find that the Holy Flame Order had not been deformed at all, and it was even higher than the hardness of the Heavenly Sword.

"Don't waste your efforts, it's impossible for our Persian Ming Sect's Holy Fire Order to be destroyed!" After Liuyun saw his actions, he still spoke in his non-standard Chinese.

Bang! Bang!

Qin Luo waved his hand and threw the Holy Flame Order to the feet of the three of them, and said in a flat tone: "Translate the Holy Fire Order Divine Skill recorded above for me, and let you leave when the translation is finished!" ”

"Nope! We will not agree to your unreasonable request, our Persian Ming Sect's Twelve Treasure Tree Kings will come to the Central Plains soon, you had better let us go quickly, otherwise...... What are you doing? ”

Before the Liuyun Envoy could finish speaking, he found that there were more than a dozen thin blocks of thin ice suspended around the masked Central Plains man in front of him, and at the same time, the hot and dry air in the middle was as cold as entering a harsh winter.

"Humph! Don't cry if you don't see the coffin! He snorted coldly, and the ice cubes around him turned into phantoms and drilled into the bodies of the three of them.

Yes~! Yes~! Yes~!

The eight silver-faced killers indifferently watched the three envoys of Fengyun and the Moon rolling on the ground in pain, scratching the skin all over their bodies, even the beautiful and moving Moon Envoys did not have the slightest sympathy, in their hearts, the landlord was always right, whether it was helping them when they were most desperate, and letting them truly live for themselves.

"How?" When the first round of pain passed, the three envoys lay on the spot covered in blood and gasped, looking at Qin Luo with condescending eyes, as if they had seen their legendary evil god Amani.

"We promise you! Help us untie it. The third envoy said and felt that the feeling that life was worse than death just now was coming, and said eagerly.

Airplanes!

With a wave of one hand, a yin and yang internal force poured into the three of them, and then said: "For the time being, I will help you suppress the life and death talisman of this seat, and when the translation is done, I will help you untie it." ”

"This ...... All right! Liuyun made the three of them look at each other and nodded.

"We are waiting for your good news!" After saying that, he turned around and left, but when he walked to the door, he stopped again, and said without looking back: "Beili, divide them into separate custody, and if the content is different after the translation is completed, everyone will double the life and death charm!" ”

"Yes! Landlord! ”

After the three envoys heard his words, their faces turned ugly for a while, they didn't think about getting a fake copy for Qin Luo, but they didn't expect him to do this.

After he left the room where the three envoys were imprisoned, he did not return to the inn, but instead diverted to the courtyard of another Tsing Yi Building, where the martial arts people were held.

"Subordinate Hu Qingniu! I've seen the landlord! At this time, Hu Qingniu and his wife were already waiting for him at the gate of the courtyard.

"Let's go! Go in and see your Mingjiao's purple-shirted dragon king, I hope she can be interesting! He said that he wanted to help Hu Qingniu and his wife get rid of the fate of hiding in Tibet, and he also had to fall on the purple-shirted dragon king.

"The Purple-shirted Dragon King is so interested!" He walked into the courtyard and found that the purple-shirted Dragon King was walking in the courtyard with Ah Li, and he didn't look like he was captured at all.

"Humph! I don't know what happened to the lord of Luolou inviting his wife to come? And I'm not a purple-shirted dragon king! The purple-shirted Dragon King's lips moved slightly, his face was a little stiff, and he didn't show emotion.

"Huh! There are not many things in the world that can be hidden from this seat, and the Dragon King is not in a hurry to deny it, presumably you will not forget these two old friends! Qin Luo turned sideways and let Hu Qingniu, who was following him, go to the front.

"Hu Qingniu! So you're not dead! Good! That's great! The purple-shirted Dragon King gritted his teeth and said, his words full of anger.

"Hu Qingniu has seen the Dharma King!" Hu Qingniu was still a little stunned when facing the purple-shirted dragon king at this time, but he was no longer as cautious as he was ten years ago.

"I said that you haven't heard from you for ten years, and I thought you were really dead!" The purple-shirted Dragon King glanced at Qin Luo and said angrily: "It turns out that I found a big backer, why did I come to see the old woman's jokes this time?"

"Purple Shirt Dragon King, the couple has been working for this seat for ten years, and this seat promised that they don't have to live in hiding anymore, but you don't seem to plan to let them go!" As he spoke, he walked to the purple-shirted dragon king's side step by step.

"Humph! Over my dead body! Otherwise I will kill them!" The purple-shirted Dragon King glared at Qin Luo without showing weakness, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

"Since you want to kill them so much, this seat will give you this chance!" As he spoke, he slapped his palm on the back of the purple-shirted Dragon King, and the strong internal force poured into her body.

"Hey! What are you doing? Let go of your mother-in-law! Ah Li shouted anxiously when he saw his movements, but he couldn't get in.

"Ah~!" Shaoqing, the purple-shirted dragon king looked up to the sky and roared, and a powerful purple internal force came out of his body.

"This seat has melted away the drugs that inhibit internal force in your body, you can go and kill them!" He took a step back and continued, "But this seat has a word first, if you can't kill them this time, you won't have a chance in the future!" ”

Hu Qingniu and his wife pulled out the green steel sword at the same time, pointing at the purple-shirted dragon king, now they are not the same as ten years ago, and their martial arts are no worse than first-class masters under Qin Luo's training.

"Just the two of them!" The purple-shirted dragon king snorted coldly, and the pear blossom wooden staff in his hand struck at them with a whistling sound.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three of them fought together, and Hu Qingniu was slightly inferior to the purple-shirted Dragon King in terms of internal strength, but the two of them could fight with her when they cooperated with each other.

"Look at Jinhua!" The purple-shirted dragon king's famous secret weapon, the golden flower that has been tempered with toxins overwhelmingly hit the two of them.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The two of them danced with their long swords, making the defense airtight and blocking the attack of the golden flower, but they were also tired and panting, and the purple-shirted dragon king saw that this trick was effective, and wanted to put it again.

"Humph! Mother-in-law Jinhua, is it only you who can use a hidden weapon! Hu Qingniu's wife, Wang Nangu, shot out four silver needles glowing with green light from the gap between her left fingers, shooting directly at the face of the purple-shirted dragon king.

However, she blocked them one by one, and the three of them came and went to a stalemate, and no one could help each other.

"Hu Qingniu, use this seat to teach you the Liangyi swordsmanship!" He watched the three of them fight for a long time, Zou Mei said.

"Yes! Landlord! Hu Qingniu retreated violently, expanded the battle circle, and became a horn with Wang Nangu, the swordsmanship in his hand changed, the two cooperated more closely, and the attacks on the purple-shirted dragon king were wave after wave, like a tide, endless.

Bang! Click!

The pear blossom wooden staff in the hands of the purple-shirted dragon king was violently cut off by Hu Qingniu, and Wang Nangu pointed a sword at her throat.

"You've lost!" Qin Luo walked over, and Hu Qingniu and his wife also put away their swords and retreated.

"Good! I will not retaliate against them in the future! The purple-shirted dragon king closed his eyes and said slowly.

"So much the best!" He said in a flat tone: "But this seat still has to be just in case!" ”

He slapped one hand on the top of the purple-shirted dragon king's head, and the yin and yang internal force in his hand poured into her body.

"What did you do to me?" She suddenly felt that her internal strength began to become weak and sluggish, as if she was imprisoned.

"Imprison half of your internal force cultivation, and now any of them can kill you, so do it yourself!" He withdrew his palm and turned to leave.

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The Yuanmeng Palace, in the center of an almost barren garden, stands a small Taoist temple, which is commensurate with this barren scene and looks dilapidated.

"I see! Leave the two of them behind, and the county lord please go back! There was a hoarse and rotten voice coming from inside the ruined Taoist temple, as if it was not spoken from a living person.

"This ...... 100 losses seniors! Zhao Min stood outside the Taoist temple and said a little anxiously: "The murderers who injured the two masters are still at large ...... in the capital!" ”

But there was no sound in the Taoist temple, as if there had never been anyone, and she had to leave with a group of her men.

Squeak!

Soon after Zhao Min left, the door of the Taoist temple opened automatically, and the two elders of Xuan Ming who were in a coma were swept into the Taoist temple by a strong gust of wind.

"Huh! My two good apprentices! It's time to pay back what you owe to the master! With this hoarse and old voice, two hands like skeletons gently covered the head of the second elder Xuanming.

Phew! Click!

The sharp five fingers of the two skinny palms pierced into the face of the second elder of Xuan Ming, and the red blood stained the red and dry palms.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two elders of Xuan Ming opened violently, staring at the person who pierced their faces, with incredulity in their eyes, although they wanted to struggle, but as if they couldn't control their bodies.

"My two good apprentices! Don't struggle, the internal force of your body is the seed I planted, and now it's harvest season! ”

The hoarse voice said that the second elder of Xuan Ming began to twitch up and down, and his eyes slowly became godless, still staring at people who were familiar and strange.

"Zhang Sanfeng......! What you gave me back then, I will give you a lot of money! A resentful voice came from inside the Taoist temple, as if it came from the Nine Hells.

…………

"County Lord! I don't think that old guy dares to come out! Do we want to ............" The boss of San'a Middle School has not spoken since he saw that his master came out of the Taoist temple, and thought for a while.

"Go back yourselves! I still have something. Zhao Min stopped suddenly, and left from another road with a faint word, leaving a few people looking at each other and leaving helplessly alone.

Zhao Min, who left his subordinates, crossed the palace road with nine turns and returned to the palace, and came to a magnificent Buddhist hall that seemed to be inlaid with gold and silver.

"I've seen the reincarnated Buddha!" Zhao Min respectfully knelt down in front of a monk who looked to be in his thirties, but gave people a sense of decay.

The monk still recited the scriptures by herself, ignoring Zhao Min, but she didn't bother, knowing that the monk had finished reciting the entire scripture, she looked at her with his eyes that seemed to have gone through vicissitudes of life, and said, "What did you ask me to do this time?" ”

"I want to ask the Buddha to deal with a person!" Zhao Min said without hesitation.

"You have to know that this is your last chance, don't waste it!" The monk reminded her earnestly.

"Amin has no regrets!" Zhao Min said firmly.

"Alas! All right! After speaking, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes and began to continue chanting.