Chapter 11 There is only one religion in the world

Hearing Zhang Wuji's description, Xie Xun said at this time: "How many are the envoys of the Persian Sect? ”

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji replied: "I don't know, but I think the Holy Flame Order in their hands looks like it has been stolen by our Ming Sect for many years." Maybe it's a thief. ”

Hearing Zhang Wuji's flamboyant tongue, Liuyun Envoy asked, "Who are you!" ”

Before Xie Xun could answer, Zhang Wuji shook the wine bowl in his hand and said, "Standing in front of you is one of the four great guardian kings of the Ming Sect, the Golden Retriever Lion King, Xie Fa King. Where did the three of you come from, and why is the Ming Sect Supreme Treasure Holy Fire Order in your hands? ”

The three envoys looked the young Zhang Wuji up and down, and no longer entangled with him.

Then Miaofeng said in a commanding tone, "Good! Since you are the lion protector of Middle-earth, you should help us purge the apostates. This person claims to be a traitor to the Church, and you will behead her. ”

Zhang Wuji took a sip of wine, and then said, "Oh? When did my Middle-earth Ming Sect have a rule of killing my own brothers, why don't I know? ”

Miao Feng looked at Zhang Wuji, and from his tone, he thought that he was also a member of the Ming Sect. And looking at the attitude of the Lion King and the Purple Shirt Dragon King towards him, he guessed that the young man in front of him was a high-level member of the Ming Sect.

The Miao Feng Envoy looked at Zhang Wuji at this time and asked, "Are you the Left Envoy of Light or the Right Envoy of Light of the Ming Sect of Middle Earth?" ”

Zhang Wuji chuckled, and then said in a strange manner: "I am the Five Elements Banner Envoy." ”

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao couldn't help but chuckle.

Miao Feng shook the Holy Fire Order in his hand and said, "Since you are also a member of the Ming Sect, you should also respect the Holy Fire Order!" It doesn't matter if you Middle-earth Mingjiao have this canon or not, but you Middle-earth Mingjiao should be under the orders of the Persian Patriarch. A traitor, it's also a misfortune to keep it, since you are all disciples of the Ming Sect in Middle-earth, kill her quickly! ”

Xie Xun snorted coldly when he heard this, then clenched the dragon slaying knife, and he said: "The four great guardian kings of the Middle Earth Ming Sect are like brothers. Although Mrs. Han has broken out of the sect, she has been forgiven by the sect leader. Since then, it has nothing to do with Mingjiao, so how can you say that you have apostasy? ”

The Huiyue envoy scolded sharply: "Mingjiao disciples, seeing the Holy Fire Order is like seeing the sect leader!" Isn't it possible that you want to apostate too!? ”

Hearing the words of the Huiyue envoy, Zhang Wuji looked up to the sky and laughed.

Hearing this wild laughter, everyone looked at Zhang Wuji in unison.

The Huiyue envoy asked, "Five Elements Banner Envoy, what are you laughing at?" ”

Zhang Wuji replied: "The three of you are ridiculous, how can I not laugh?" First, Mingjiao is Mingjiao, and there is only one Mingjiao in this world, and that is my Middle Earth Mingjiao. When have you heard of any Persian archivists? I think it's a deceitful and famous-stealing person who pretends to be a chivalrous man of my Ming Sect. ”

"Second, seeing the Holy Fire Order is like seeing the Sect Master, which is indeed true, but if the Holy Fire Order sees the Sect Master himself, what should it do?"

"Third, the deity has forgiven the sins of the Purple Shirt Dragon King. You can't be allowed to wait here to be presumptuous! You claim to be a member of the Ming Sect, and you hold the Holy Fire Order in your hands, and now you see this living Mingzun, why don't you worship! ”

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, the three envoys of Fengyunyue were all stunned. Then the three of them were on guard, and then stood in front of Zhang Wuji with the Holy Fire Order in hand.

The Moon Envoy asked, "Who are you?" ”

Zhang Wuji drank the last sip of wine in the bowl, and then raised his hand to throw the wine bowl out. The bowl was firmly embedded in the bluestone on the side, but the bowl was not broken.

Zhang Wuji said: "As the deity said, the deity is the 34th generation of the Mingzun sect leader. You are a disciple of Mingjiao, and when you see the deity, you don't want to pay homage quickly! It is a great achievement to find the Holy Fire Order for the deity, and to dedicate the Holy Fire Order to the deity, and the deity forgives you for your sins of offending the Lion King and the Dragon King! ”

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Liuyun snorted coldly and said in broken Chinese: "Hmph! What if you're the leader of the Middle-earth Ming Sect? You Middle-earth Sect will also be honored by our Persian Patriarch! We are the messengers of the Arch-Church, and you, as the Sect Master, should respect us. ”

Zhang Wuji also snorted coldly, and he said, "Do you not understand Chinese, or are you a little deaf?" The deity just said that there is only one Ming Sect in this world, and that is my Middle Earth Ming Sect. And Mingjiao also has only one leader, and that is the deity! Everything else is an impostor! I don't recognize any of them! ”

"But if you claim to be a disciple of the Ming Sect, if you want to join the Ming Sect, the deity can also give you a chance to be loyal to the Ming Zun."

When the wonderful wind envoy heard this, he was furious: "Death to those who do not respect the orders of the Persian archmaster!" ”

Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "If you don't respect this seat today, you will die today!" ”

After saying that, the three envoys of Fengyunyue attacked Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Wuji said: "Father-in-law, you protect everyone." These three traitors who disrespect the Lord of the Church shall be dealt with by me. ”

Seeing that Zhang Wuji was about to make a move with the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue, the purple-shirted Dragon King, who had been silent just now, said: "Sect Master, be careful, these three people's martial arts are very strange. ”

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the title of the purple-shirted dragon king. Then Zhang Wuji said: "Weird, what's it, today the deity will let them taste what 'ruthless' is!" ”

Then Zhang Wuji palmed his luck, and played with regret. More than a dozen wind dragons turned into majestic palms roared towards the three envoys.

The sound of the Wind Breaker Dragon was incessant, and it could be heard clearly even from miles away.

Zhao Min stood aside and said, "I have heard that the power of this Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending is unparalleled in the world, and what I have seen with my own eyes today is extraordinary!" ”

If ordinary people had eaten Zhang Wuji's palm, I am afraid that they would have been turned into powder by this majestic palm power long ago.

But the three envoys of Fengyun and Moon still have some real skills.

Seeing this, the three of them didn't dare to fight, but used the half-broken Qiankun Great Shifting Divine Skill left by the Chief Sect, as well as the indestructible Holy Fire Order, and retreated with Zhang Wuji's palm power.

The Great Shifting Divine Skill of the Qiankun is a miracle of the world, even if these three people use a mutilated version, they still have the power of the Great Shifting of the Qiankun.

If other martial arts eat the eighteen palms of the dragon, even if they don't die, they will be seriously injured. And the three of them continued to dissipate the oncoming majestic palm power with this skill.

After arriving in the open space, they formed a three-talent formation, and then waved the Holy Fire Order, and the dragon descending palm power that Zhang Wuji hit continuously dissipated, differentiated, and transferred to the surrounding body.

Zhang Wuji saw that the three of them worked together to dissolve their dragon descending palm power, and praised them: "Not bad! Not bad! If you can eat the deity, you will regret it, and you can also resolve it. It's enough for you to be proud of for a lifetime. ”

Now Zhang Wuji is a little curious, who is better than the three envoys of Shaolin.

Eating Zhang Wuji's palm also made the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue consume a lot.

After all, they don't know Jiuyang Divine Skill. It was not a simple matter for them to constantly perform the incomplete Qiankun Great Shift, transferring and dissipating the strength of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Palm.

They no longer dared to underestimate the young man in his early twenties, a little wild, and even a little frivolous.

(End of chapter)