The Persian Ming Sect Leader was stunned, a little incredulous, but he didn't expect Han Li to be so decisive, looking at the corpse of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings who had fallen to the ground, a trace of sadness filled his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are gifted and have extremely high skills, and they are the rare mainstay of the Persian Ming Sect, and the reason why the Persian Ming Sect and the Zoroastrian Sect can dominate the Persian martial arts is that these twelve people can be said to have made great contributions in it.

This time, after they learned the Great Fire Worship Array, they wanted to come to the Central Plains to show their ambitions and purge the Central Plains martial arts masters in one fell swoop, but they never expected that this first battle would be all killed, and now all she can rely on is the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue.

The death of every Treasure Tree King was something she couldn't bear, but today the twelve Treasure Tree Kings died in battle, and it was the young man in front of her who was smiling in front of her.

Han Li took a few steps closer to this Persian Ming Sect Leader and said, "You are the Persian Ming Sect Master?"

The Flowing Cloud Envoy, the Wonderful Wind Envoy, and the Radiant Moon Envoy hurriedly stood in front of the sect leader and said sharply, "What do you want to do!"

Han Li shrugged his shoulders and stood in place.

The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings have all been killed, and this Persian Ming Sect will naturally no longer be able to become a climate, if you simply want to rely on Ouyang Feng, Fengyueyun and others to reverse the situation, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Han Li was confident enough that he could kill all these people in front of him with one person.

The Persian sect leader pushed away the three envoys who were blocking the front, and said, "Lord Hanmen, I don't know if you are willing to enter my Persian country?"

Han Li smiled, with a playful expression, and said, "Why did you enter your Persia?"

"Before I came to this Guangming Summit, I also had a little understanding of the master of the Han Gate, the Lord of the Han Gate made a big fuss in Jingzhou City, and won the Xuantie Order in the hands of the waiting prison cluster, and then fought against the old immortals of the stars in Wubagang, the apricot forest thwarted the conspiracy of the Western Xia, and the disciples under the door are the dragons and phoenixes among the people, everyone can be independent, in just one year, there has been a lot of bloody rain in the rivers and lakes. ”

"So what?" Han Li didn't know that this Persian Sect Master knew him so well.

"With the means of the lord of the Han Gate, located in the small Shangjing, it is simply a condescending talent, although the Great Hua Kingdom is fierce, but since the retreat of Xiao Xiami, it is like a tiger falling into Pingyang, the dragon is trapped in the shallows, as long as you agree to stay in my Persia, the throne of the Persian country is yours, and my Persian Mingjiao, Zoroastrianism, and you are the only one who is the first to look forward, under the leadership of the Lord of the Han Gate, I think I will be able to make a great achievement no less than Xiao Xiami!" said the head of the Persian Ming Sect.

"Oh, that sounds good, but if this alone seems to impress me, it's not enough......" Han Li looked straight at the Persian Ming Sect Master.

I saw that he slowly raised his right hand, slowly pulled down the black veil covering his face, and what caught his eye was a moving face, different from the beauty of Yuyan, Huang Rong, Zhou Zhiruo and others, the beauty of the leader of the Persian Ming Sect, showing a different exotic style, with a tall nose bridge, royal blue hair, and even the pupils were dark green.

Then he took off the black clothes on his body, leaving only a close-fitting black cut-out dress, revealing a delicate figure that was even more popular than any Victoria's Secret model Han Li had seen on Earth.

"What if you add me?" The Persian Sect Master hooked his finger towards Han Li and said bewildermently: "As long as you agree to join my Persian Ming Sect, then no matter what you do, I will promise you......"

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"Demon girl......" Wei Yi snorted, but he didn't expect that in order to win over Han Li, this Persian Ming Sect leader actually resorted to the means of beauty, for fear that Han Li would be bewitched, he shouted loudly at the moment: "Master Hanmen, don't be deceived by this demon girl, Persia and my Dahua Kingdom have constant disputes, if you are deceived into going to Persia, wouldn't you be a catfish on the board, what they say is what it is?"

Then they wanted to rush up with Yang Xiao and the others, and the big factions on the other side, such as Emei, Wudang, Shaolin, and Kongtong, saw that the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings had all been killed by Han Li, and the threat was gone, but they were afraid that something would change later, and they also rushed towards the Persian Mingjiao camp.

The two opponents, who were originally fighting to the death, actually put aside their disputes at this moment and faced the enemy together.

"Master Hanmen?" Seeing the people and horses on both sides rushing together, the Persian sect leader looked panicked and hurriedly said.

"I'm ......" Han Li was about to speak, only to hear a loud bang in the distance, the entire mountain seemed to be shaken a few times, looking up, he saw billowing smoke rising from the mountain over there, and vaguely discerned, in a clearing, there were eight giant cannons, and next to the giant cannons, there were soldiers in armor standing.

"It's a thunderbolt!" Naturally, there were people on the field who knew the goods, and shouted in a panic, "Get out of the way!"

The figures of everyone who had originally rushed forward suddenly stopped, and they were all scattered, and Han Li also raised his body technique to the extreme, and swept away in an instant.

The artillery slashed through a semi-circular trajectory in the air, and with a whistling sound of breaking the air, it smashed into the camp of the Wuyue Sword Sect in the square, and suddenly the flames were everywhere, and the rubble flew everywhere.

Before the crowd could stop for a moment, they heard a few loud noises, and five or six more shells smashed in this direction.

"Grandma, a bear, didn't die in the hands of Mingjiao, but was going to be stoned to death by these shells!" the monk cursed in a low voice, converging in the flow of people, dodging in a panic.

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The field was full of flames, some towering ancient trees were all blown up and broken, the originally flat square also appeared one after another black pits, and the Persian Mingjiao Hall in the distance was also blown up, and some Mingjiao members and Jianghu coalition troops who were injured in the previous war and had difficulty moving were all killed in this merciless artillery fire.

The corpses are all over the field, the ground is full of broken flesh and limbs, it looks like a Shura field, the smell of blood in the air is ten times richer than before, it seems to be ten times richer in an instant, the leader of the Persian Ming Sect, the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue, are also all under the blow of this artillery fire, the soul is broken, and the poor generation of beauties have turned into white skeletons.

The Jianghu Coalition Army and the Middle Earth Ming Sect also suffered heavy casualties, except for a few people with extremely high martial arts, some ordinary disciples, all of whom died.

The artillery fire lasted less than a quarter of an hour, but the crowd felt as if a century had passed.

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"Phew......" The Blue Winged Bat King was unkempt at this time, his clothes were full of dust, he spit out the dirt and gravel residue in his mouth, and looked at the mountain over there, but he didn't see half a figure, and even the eight giant cannons had disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help cursing: "Is it Daliao or Mongolia? Or is it Western Xia or Dali? Even thunderbolt cannons are used, don't let my old bats know the truth, otherwise I have to drink their blood!"

"Ahem......" Fan the dust covering the sky with his hand, Yang Xiao said: "Old bat, you are not dead." ”

"Hey...... Aren't you also dead? My old bat is blessed with a great life, so naturally he can't die. ”

(To be continued.) )