Chapter 209: The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings
"There's no chance...... "King Jinlun looked sad and said, "Just now I used the secret method to urge my own efforts and forcibly raised it to the tenth layer, so that I can compete with you, I ......"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a steady stream of blood flowing out of his seven orifices, and then he stood in place like a sharp sword, no longer moving, obviously dead. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Everyone present was in awe of him, although King Jinlun was a treacherous person, but everything he did was because he was the national teacher of Mongolia, regardless of his respective positions, today he died in the bright top, but he was a great hero, compared to He Taichong and others, but I don't know how many times stronger.
Behind him, Darba and Huo Du saw that the master was dead, and their performances were different, and Darba rushed up with a scream, and scolded angrily: "Return my master's life......"
Huo Du, on the other hand, took five or six steps back, turned into the crowd, saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to escape.
Han Li kicked Darba out and said, "Good life, bury your master." ”
Then he raised his kick and kicked a long sword on the ground out, and the long sword was like a long eye, straight through the crowd, piercing through Huo Du's back.
"The master ......of the Han Gate" Shaolin Kongwen Master recited a Buddha name, and looked at the people fighting in the square, at this time, the killing sound on the field shook the sky, except for the Mingjiao five scattered people, the four Dharma kings are struggling to support, the remaining Mingjiao gangs have been basically slaughtered by the Jianghu coalition army.
But they also suffered heavy casualties, which can be said to be a pyrrhic victory.
Kong Wen said: "The overall situation has been decided, why should the master of the Han Sect create and kill again, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore." ”
Behind him, all the Shaolin people also stepped forward in unison, and said: "Good, good!"
Han Li looked around and said, "Since there is no inner demon, why let it go? The sea of bitterness is boundless, how can it be landed?"
"Since the master of the Han Gate is obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless......" Then he was about to leave, when suddenly a group of people came from the south side of the square.
Led by a dozen people, all dressed in black, strangely dressed, with a high nose, obviously not from the Middle-earth clan, the blades held by these more than ten people are also extremely strange, or octagonal hammers, or soft whips, or machetes, or short swords, their sudden appearance also attracted everyone to look at it.
And from behind the more than ten people, a large group of people suddenly appeared, and the first person was Ouyang Feng, who was defeated in the apricot forest that day, and behind Ouyang Feng, there was also one person, who was the old immortal of the Xingzhu faction.
"Haha...... The old immortal really had a foresight, and the major factions in the rivers and lakes are now fighting with the Ming Sect with heavy casualties, which is a good opportunity for us to wait......"
"Hey...... The snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman profits, no matter what Wudang Shaolin and Wuyue Sword Sect are, they will all be killed today, but unfortunately, the Central Plains beggar gang didn't know that they didn't come because something went wrong......"
"It's just a fish that slipped through the net, wait for this matter, and then wipe out the beggars, the world is just around the corner!"
"Hahaha......"
These people had no scruples when they spoke, and everyone present was a master of the rivers and lakes, so naturally they didn't listen to a word in their ears, and they were all shocked in their hearts, they never expected that fighting with Mingjiao would secretly cheapen these people.
"Twelve Treasure Tree Kings!" Yang Xiao saw the twelve people in the lead, his face also changed, and he exclaimed.
"Twelve Treasure Tree Kings?" Han Li looked at Yang Xiao with a puzzled expression.
These are all Persian Mingjiao people, known as the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings of Mingjiao, namely the Great Sage Treasure Tree King, the Wisdom Treasure Tree King, the Victory Treasure Tree King, the Palm Fire Treasure Tree King, the Diligent Cultivation Treasure Tree King, the Equality Treasure Tree King, the Faith Treasure Tree King, the Evil Suppression Treasure Tree King, the Integrity Treasure Tree King, the Merit Treasure Tree King, the Unity Treasure Tree King, and the Juming Treasure Tree King! These twelve days have a very high status in the Ming Sect, second only to the sect master, and similar to the status of the four great guardian Dharma kings of the Ming Sect in our Middle Earth. Yang Xiao said so many words in one breath, but his face turned even paler, coughed, and continued: "I think that the fake five-star flag just now was also pretended by them, and now my Mingjiao and Central Plains martial arts are greatly injured, I'm afraid it's not good!"
After listening to what Yang Xiao said, Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the more than thirty people who were getting closer and closer.
"What do you mean, Ouyang Feng!" said Master Kongwen sharply.
"What do you mean?" Ouyang Feng smiled, looked at the disabled people here, and said, "The snipe and the clam are fighting, and the fisherman is profiting, can't you see this?"
"You ......" Master Kongwen was about to speak again, only to see three more people coming forward over there, these three people were dressed like the Twelve Treasure Tree King, obviously all of them were from the Persian Ming Sect.
The first person was the tallest, with a beard and blue eyes, and there was a man and a woman standing beside him, the man had a yellow beard and an eagle nose, and the woman had black hair, but the appearance was no different from that of the people of Middle-earth, except that a pair of eyes were light and colorless, and her appearance was quite beautiful.
"I am the Persian Ming Sect Sect Leader Liuyun Envoy, the other two are the Miaofeng Envoy and the Huiyue Envoy, we have come from Persia to Middle-earth in the name of the Sect Master, and I have come to seek back the Apologetic Divine Skill!" said the Liuyun Envoy.
"Fart! Your Persian Mingjiao and my Middle-earth Mingjiao have a bird relationship, and they have not interacted with each other for eight hundred years, and the well water does not interfere with the river water! Why do you want to give it to you!" I can't say that at this time, I was already covered with scars, and I was supported by the blue-winged bat king, and when I heard what this Liuyun envoy said, he said loudly.
Liuyun smiled and said, "That's it......"
I saw him take out a two-foot-long black card from his arms and hold it high in the air!
"Holy Flame Order!"
"Holy Fire Order!" Yang Xiao and the people of the Ming Sect all exclaimed in surprise.
The people of the Central Plains Martial Arts also looked at the past, this holy fire order is the holy relic of the Persian Ming Sect, and it has always been a symbol of the leader of the Ming Sect in Middle Earth.
"Seeing the Holy Fire Order is like seeing the sect master, why don't you kneel!" Miao Feng looked at the people of the Ming Sect and said sharply.
Originally, there were six pieces of the Holy Fire Order, which were introduced to Middle-earth with the Ming Sect in the early years, and it was a command for the sect leader, but when it was passed to the thirty-first generation of the sect leader, it was taken away by the beggar gang, and then its whereabouts are unknown, and I don't know how it will appear in the hands of the Persian Ming Sect now.
The people of the Ming Sect looked at each other, but they couldn't make up their minds, and after a while, the Blue Winged Bat King said loudly: "You say that the Holy Fire Order is the Holy Fire Order? How do I know that this is not a tattered piece that you have casually made with flour mud to fool us?"
The Liuyun envoy laughed, held the Holy Fire Order held high on his chest, and nodded to Ouyang Feng on the side, Ouyang Feng understood, and the snake staff slammed on the Holy Fire Order, only to see sparks shooting in all directions.
"This Holy Fire Order is made of a mixture of platinum black iron and corundum, the texture is extremely hard, this Mr. Ouyang is also famous in your Middle Earth, even his snake staff can't cause the slightest damage to it, can it be fake?"
Everyone looked at it intently, and saw that the holy flame order seemed to be transparent, not transparent, and there was a faint flame flying on it, but there was not even a trace left in the place where the snake staff struck just now. (To be continued.) )