Chapter 389: The Three Persian Envoys (Part II)

After speaking, he glanced at the other two, who had already understood, and nodded their heads. At this time, the three of them were holding a long token in their hands, and without saying a word, they immediately waved it and attacked Qiao Zhengyu.

Qiao Zhengyu saw it clearly, shouted, unfolded his body, and stepped forward to meet it. But seeing a figure flickering in front of him, Zhang Wuji was already in front of him, turned back and smiled at himself, and said: "Brother Qiao, kill chickens with a knife, these three people don't know what they can do, so it's better to let me teach them a lesson." ”

Without waiting for Qiao Zhengyu to respond, he already waved his palms and fought with the three of them. Qiao Zhengyu was helpless, so he could only nod slightly, and said: "Okay, these three people's martial arts are not weak, Wuji still needs to be careful, don't underestimate the enemy." ”

Seeing that Xiao Zhao fell to the ground, he walked towards him. After a while, he came to Xiao Zhao and helped him up.

"How is it, your injuries are serious?" Qiao Zhengyu saw that her face was pale, knowing that her injuries were not light, he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly took a pill from his arms and gave it to Xiao Zhao with water.

After a while, Xiao Zhao, who was still in unbearable pain just now, turned rosy in the blink of an eye.

looked at Qiao Zhengyu and nodded: "Thank you Brother Qiao for your help, Xiao Zhao。。。。。。 I feel so much better now. "It's no longer as uncomfortable as before, and I'm barely able to stand.

Qiao Zhengyu smiled at him and said, "Okay, Miss Xiao Zhao is fine, as long as she is healthy and recuperating, I believe it won't take long to recover as before." With that, he turned his face away and set his eyes on the four people in the field.

Those three people are not from Middle-earth, their martial arts are strange, and their moves are strange, which is quite different from the martial arts of the Central Plains. At this time, the three of them showed their skills, surrounded Zhang Wuji in the center, and attacked together in three directions, jumping or jumping, up or down, moves

Impermanence, even weird.

Although Zhang Wuji was not afraid of one enemy and three enemies, he was attacked by him in turn, but it was difficult to adapt to his rhythm for a while. Especially the thing held by the three of them, the shape was strange and abnormally hard, and every time Zhang Wuji made a move to contact him, he felt pain and drilled his heart, which was very unbearable.

Therefore, for a while, he had scruples and did not dare to collide with it again. You can only rely on agile footwork, wander around, and avoid its edge.

It's just that in this way, Zhang Wuji inevitably fell into a disadvantage, and after a fight, he was even more flustered and forced to retreat again and again. After only a few moves, Zhang Wuji's body and hands were already injured, and the pain was endless on his face.

When Xiao Zhao saw it, he couldn't help but shake his head again and again, and suddenly said: "Zhang Gongzi, these three people are the three envoys of the Persian Ming Sect, their martial arts are peculiar, and they are not Central Plains routines, you need to be cautious." Also, the Holy Flame Order in their hands is extremely tenacious, and it is not under the Heavenly Sword, so Gongzi needs to be careful. ”

Zhang Wuji listened, nodded and thanked: "Thank you Miss Xiaozhao for the reminder, Wuji understands in his heart." But he had an idea in his heart, and said to Qiao Zhengyu again: "Brother Qiao, these three people have powerful weapons, please borrow the iron sword behind your back, and Wuji can compete with them." ”

Qiao Zhengyu nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to draw out the iron sword, and immediately threw it at it: "Wuji takes the sword!" saw a flash of light in mid-air, and an iron sword immediately fell in front of Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji had already seen it, and made a false move, and then made a move "old ape picking peaches" to catch up with the first step. Standing upright, he reached out to take it off, and he had gently caught the iron sword.

Holding it in his hand, he looked it up and down, and couldn't help laughing: "What an iron sword, dull, rusty, and unsightly, I am afraid that there will be no more in this world."

A sword uglier than that. Haha twice, then unfolded his swordsmanship and swung his sword to meet him.

He had only used a pair of fleshy palms to hold against the three of them, and although the palm power was strong, it had no effect. It turned out that the three envoys of Persia were not only holding treasures and were unstoppable, but they were also extremely agile and self-contained. Hiding or jumping, up or down, shuttling endlessly, the feet are very flexible.

Zhang Wuji's palm technique is powerful, but he is helpless, and the palm wind is frequently played, but most of them are in vain, and a lot of energy is wasted. At this time, he had an iron sword in his hand, wielding it, making it a set of commonly used Wudang swordsmanship, which was smooth and unexpected, and immediately stunned the three people, and in an instant, he had already reversed the unfavorable situation just now.

After all, the three of them were not weak in martial arts, and after only a moment, they had already reacted. couldn't help laughing, waved the Holy Fire Order in his hand, and attacked Zhang Wuji again.

After only a few moves, I heard the sound of "ping pong" for a while, and the weapons of the two sides collided together, except for a little starlight, but it was intact. The three of them knew the power of the iron sword, and they no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, but restrained themselves and dealt with it carefully.

Those three people were originally the three envoys in the Persian Ming Sect, and the leader was named Liuyun Envoy, who had the highest martial arts among the three. At this time, holding the Holy Flame Order, he waved it up and down, pressing Zhang Wuji reluctantly.

I saw that his moves were weird, completely different from the martial arts of Middle-earth, and they were often unexpected and confusing. Up or down, left or right, the moves are varied, making people dizzy.

The other two, one is the Bright Moon Envoy and the other is the Wonderful Wind Envoy, and the two of them wave left and right, and they cooperate with them on the side. The three of them shuttled back and forth from time to time, jumping up and down, or pounced or jumped, surrounding Zhang Wuji and attacking fiercely.