Zhao Min glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, who was a little proud, she patted Xiao Zhao's shoulder and said, "Hey! Of course, you can't compare to Sister Zhou who is fed by Hanshui. But your son-in-law is for the sake of you, a little girl, and he does not hesitate to offend the entire Persian Ming Sect. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Zhao couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he heard this.

Zhao Min said: "Don't be surprised, that's it. It seems that the son of the Ling family intends to annex the Eastern and Western Religions. But he doesn't really want you to be sad. Whether it's Aunt Dai being hurt, or what are you going to do as a Holy Virgin Sect Master. It's going to break your heart and him. ”

"During this time, I got along with Brother Wuji day and night, and we husband and wife had to talk about some private things on weekdays. If the Persian Sect just wants to get back the Qiankun Great Mind Shifting Method, Brother Wuji will use the Qiankun Great Mind Shifting Method to exchange the Holy Fire Order with the Archmaster. ”

"But they made it on the condition that they take you away. If Aunt Dai is hurt, you will be very sad. He doesn't want you to be sad, so he plans to directly level the Persian head teacher. That's right! If it weren't for Aunt Dai's intercession with Brother Wuji that day, the twelve kings would not have returned to Persia alive. ”

At this time, Zhang Wuji's voice came: "Hey! If you don't help, forget it. Is there enough gossip there? ”

At this time, Zhang Wuji's body was covered with blood stains. Leaning against the door frame of the main hall and looking at them.

At this time, there was no living mouth inside and outside the hall. The whole hall was silent, filled with dead silence.

Of course, Zhang Wuji will not wantonly kill innocents. Zhang Wuji only killed the Mongolian ministers present, as well as the guards guarding the palace, as for the dancing girls, maids, and palace servants or something, he did not kill them, but let them escape.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Zhao Min couldn't help but shake his head again.

Zhao Min said, "Let's go." Saying that, Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo followed behind Zhao Min and walked out of the hall.

But Pasha stood stunned.

Seeing that Pasha didn't move, Zhang Wuji asked, "Pasha, what's wrong with you?" ”

Pasha looked at the corpses all over the ground, and then said tremblingly, "I'm afraid. I can't move," Pasha said, his slender legs trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing that she was frightened, Zhang Wuji also came to her side in an instant, and then bent down, supported her back with one hand, supported her legs with the other, and hugged her directly.

The little girl kept trembling in Zhang Wuji's arms, and Zhang Wuji could also feel her flustered heartbeat, this child seemed to be really frightened.

Then the crowd strode out of the main hall, and they were greeted by a group of archers in formation, and a platoon of swords in front of them.

Zhang Wuji stood in front of the main hall and looked at them.

Pasha looked at the thousands of guards in front of her, and she said tremblingly, "What now?" They have bows and arrows."

The boy was afraid of all the words. Even in a hurry, she forgot what she said in Chinese. The words "what to do?" were uttered in Uighur language.

It wasn't until she had finished her words that she reacted.

Seeing the scene in front of them, Zhao Min and the three of them did not panic at all, even though there were hundreds of well-trained archers on the opposite side, holding their heavy bows and sharp arrows aimed at them.

Zhang Wuji put Pasha down at this time, her body was still trembling, and Xiao Zhao took this little sister in his arms.

Xiao Zhao comforted: "It's okay, Childe will protect us." ”

Zhou Zhiruo also said with a smile: "That's right, Brother Wuji will protect us." ”

If it was before, when they saw this scene, their first reaction would definitely be to perform light skills.

But now this scene is a small scene in everyone's eyes.

After all, this scene was much smaller than the salvo of thousands of cavalry under the command of the Taishi Totok at the foot of Shaomu Mountain that day.

Seeing that everyone on the other side was not afraid, the chief of the guard was also a little surprised, but then he didn't care about anything else, and directly ordered: "Release the arrow!" ”

Hearing this order, the crossbowmen who were responsible for guarding the palace fired thousands of arrows in an instant. Arrows rained down on them.

Even though the other party had already released the arrow, there was still no fear on everyone's faces. Only Pasha turned his back and got into Xiao Zhao's arms.

Although the arrow had already flown past half of the field, Zhang Wuji was still unhurried.

He indifferently took out the dragon head fireworks signal flare that Fan Yao had given him that day.

He performed the Jiuyang Divine Skill, but he just snapped his fingers, and the tail lead of the dragon head signal flare in his hand was ignited by him.

As the fuse burned, Zhang Wuji pinched the signal flare in his hand and pointed straight into the air.

"Whoosh!" With a bang, the flare soared into the sky like a flying dragon in the sky.

And the rain of arrows was about to arrive in front of him at this time.

Zhang Wuji's face sank, his feet stood in a dry position, his anger sank into the dantian, and then his palms formed a shield, pulled back, and then pushed forward violently.

The wind dragon turned into eighteen palms burst out from Zhang Wuji's palms in an instant. The sound of "dragon groaning" breaking through the sky resounded in the sky.

And with the sound of the dragon's groan, there was also the splendor of the fireworks, and the flying dragon that appeared in the sky.

Under the powerful palm power of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, the rain of arrows that flew in was not even six feet close to everyone, and they were knocked aside by Zhang Wuji's majestic palm power, or they were directly crushed.

Under the swirling power of the eighteen "wind dragons", the formation formed by the palace guards was instantly dispersed by this devastating palm power.

Many of the guards ate a wind dragon palm force, and before they could react, they had already gone to see their immortal heaven, and even under the continuous staggering and circling of the eighteen wind dragons, there were many guards who were torn to pieces by this powerful palm power and turned into powder.

After Zhang Wuji finished this move "Kang Long has regrets", he stood up straight, put away his palm, and slowly exhaled a breath of white air.

Zhou Zhiruo is in a good mood today. She walked up to Zhang Wuji's side and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen Brother Wuji perform this set of Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending. ”

Zhang Wuji looked at the half-dead and dying from the shock, as well as the palace guards who were running away and wailing, and then said: "This eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the most powerful palms in the world. If I use my own strength, its power is even greater, and every time I hit that devastating power, these people will die a miserable death. If it's not necessary, I still prefer to use the Great Shift. After all, it is better to be moved to death by the Great Movement of Qiankun than to be shocked to death by this palm force. ”

Zhao Min squinted at Zhang Wuji, and then said in a weird manner: "When did our brother Wuji become so compassionate?" ”

Zhang Wuji also understood what Zhao Min meant, but he still smiled and said, "Naturally, I learned from those monks in Shaolin Temple." Don't look at the fact that I have killed so many people, according to their theory, as long as I put down the 'butcher's knife', then they can also forgive me and forgive me on behalf of all sentient beings. Hahahaha. ”

Saying that, Zhang Wuji looked up to the sky and laughed.

(End of chapter)