Chapter Seventy-Four: The Three Envoys of the Battle Storm
Wang Jing, Dai Qisi and the head sect came out of the hall and came to the wide martial arts arena.
The two sides stood still, and the Wisdom King asked, "Sect Leader Wang, what weapon do you use?" "Long sword", Wang Jing replied. And the king of wisdom commanded a long sword. Wang Jing took the long sword and arched his hand: "Three please!"
Liuyun Envoy, Miao Feng Envoy, and Huiyue Envoy did not answer, and suddenly, their bodies shook, and at the same time, they approached, and the three left hands grabbed Wang Jing's body. Wang Jing knew that the Persian martial arts were strange, so he secretly guarded himself and stabbed horizontally with his sword, if these three people insisted on catching them, they would inevitably have their left hands cut off. Sure enough, the three of them moved strangely under their feet, their bodies turned back, and their right hands grabbed Wang Jing's back collar together, Wang Jing's perception, although he didn't have their physical flexibility, he couldn't look back for the time being, but the speed of the sword was extremely fast, and he quickly backhanded, and he raised his sword to block horizontally, and the three people hurriedly withdrew their hands and retreated, surprised.
The three of them are proud of their strange steps, and they cooperate to the peak, just like a person with three heads and six arms in life, and they are usually invincible to ordinary people, but they know that they are blocked by two swords today, and it is useless. How did they know that Wang Jing relied on his swordsmanship to comprehend the realm of winning without moves, so that he could reach the innate level, and he had already broken away from the category of Dugu Nine Swords.
Wang Jing was very close to the three of them, the tallest one was bearded and blue-eyed, and the other was yellow-bearded and eagle-nosed. The woman had black hair, no different from the Chinese, her eyes were extremely light, almost colorless, and her melon seed face was about twenty-five years old.
The three of them missed, took a few steps back, looked at each other, Liuyun made a wave of his left hand, and the three of them jumped up at the same time, one rose and fell, jumped to Wang Jing's side, and attacked Wang Jing. Wang Jing was not afraid of close combat, turned around and swung his sword and slashed, the three of them lowered their heads to avoid it, Huiyue made his feet move forward, stretched out his finger to Wang Jing's throat, and the Liuyun Envoy and the Second Wind Envoy wanted to use a strange body trick to go around behind Wang Jing. If it was an ordinary person, he had already been caught, Wang Jing performed the Tai Chi body method, like a slippery fish, twisted away, slipped away from the hands of the three people, and all three of them were in vain.
These three moves have passed, and the three of them have not made any contributions. Wang Jing said secretly: "Let you make three moves, it is already counted as giving you face." Immediately holding the sword, brushing the three swords, attacking the chest of the three people, extremely fast, the three of them retreated quickly, but how could they be faster than Wang Jing, the eyes quickly hit the chest of the three people, only to see the three of them each took out two black and black brands, which were the holy fire order, blocked in front of the chest, clanked three times, made the sound of Jin Ge, and couldn't stab in, but the three were forced by the strength of the long sword, and each took a step back.
The three of them were frightened again, such a fast swordsmanship, if it weren't for the Holy Fire Order's incomparably hard, it would really be a Dao. The three of them were forced to retreat, furious, Qi Qi held the Holy Fire Order in his left hand to protect himself, and the Holy Fire Order in his right hand slapped at Wang Jing's Tianling Gai, Wang Jing knew that the long sword was not as strong as the Holy Fire Order, if he raised the sword to block, the long sword would inevitably be broken, and immediately cast the Spiral Nine Shadow Body Method, retreated quickly, and the three of them shot empty again.
But in this way, the three of them seemed to find that Wang Jing was afraid of the hardness of the Holy Fire Order, and did not take it hard, thinking that Wang Jing could not do anything about them, so they concocted it in the same way, and quickly bullied him.
The three of them exclaimed: "The universe has moved!" Afraid that Wang Jing would take the opportunity to make trouble, they each rolled to the ground, and instantly rolled out a few meters away, Wang Jing didn't have time to stab each other with a sword, so he sent out three strokes and a yang finger, although the three of them rolled on the ground, their reaction was sensitive, and they quickly resisted the Holy Fire Order in front of them, only to hear three dings, sparks splashed, the three of them got up, their hearts palpitated, and secretly said that the other party was in close combat, and there were means to attack from afar, and it was not easy to deal with.
The three of them looked at each other again, as if they had made a decision.
Miao Feng suddenly lowered his head, blocked his head with two holy fire orders, and a head hammer hit Wang Jing, this way of fighting was originally a taboo in martial arts, and he actually sent it to the enemy with his most important part. Wang Jing stood still, knowing that his move seemed to be clumsy, he must have bent down a very abnormal back, and only then did he take a step back when his head hit a foot in front of him.
The Flowing Cloud Envoy leapt into the air, blocked his ass with the Holy Fire Order, and sat down on top of his head. This move is even more bizarre, it actually attacks people with buttocks, although the way of martial arts in the world is complicated, there has never been a useless and clumsy trick along the way. Wang Jing remained silent, and let go again, suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and was hit by Miao Feng's elbow, Wang Jing's Jiuyang Divine Skill automatically protected his body, and Miao Feng was flicked by Jiuyang Divine Skill, and immediately took three steps back, followed by three steps backwards, and just wanted to stand still, and took three steps back.
The three envoys of Persia changed color in astonishment, Huiyue made the two holy fire orders in both hands sweep sharply, and the flowing cloud envoys suddenly flipped three hollow somersaults in a row. Wang Jing didn't know what his intentions were, thinking that it would be better to avoid it, and just took a step to the left, the white light flashed in front of him, and his right shoulder had been hit hard by the Holy Fire Order of the Flowing Cloud Envoy. This trick is even more incredible, and there is no warning in advance. Wang Jing was in pain and quickly retreated.
Wang Jing didn't expect that the three of them would have this kind of attack method, and they didn't notice it for a while, but they were able to get their hands on it, and they almost hung the lottery. The three people on the other side were even more surprised, they were hit by the Holy Fire Order, and they were unharmed.
But after this time, Wang Jing also knew the fighting style of these three people, which was nothing more than relying on the weird martial arts and magical blades, and the three of them joined forces, the formation was not like a formation, the sleeve was not like a sleeve, mysterious and vicious, and it was incredible.
When everyone in Persia saw that Wang Jing was hit, they all cheered loudly, but Dai Qisi's face was slightly wrinkled, but when they saw that Wang Jing was unharmed, she stretched out.
Wang Jing said secretly, knowing your routine, you still want to hurt me, it's a dream. At the moment, holding the sword, using the body technique, quickly attacked the three people, the three of them did not expect Wang Jing to dare to fight back brazenly, and they didn't have time to use the weird attack method just now, each of them blocked the holy fire order in front of them, who knew that Wang Jing's brushing and brushing of the three swords was a false move, and at the same time as the sword, he punched with his left hand, and sent three big demon punches in a row, hitting the left shoulder of the three people, Wang Jing was so powerful, the three of them were in pain, and they were each knocked away.
These three people are worthy of being quick responders, taking advantage of the distance, and concocting the same method, the wonderful wind makes the head come overhead, the flowing clouds make the rise up, the butt attacks, the Huiyue envoy sweeps with the holy fire order, Wang Jing has suffered a loss, how can he retreat again, otherwise how can there be face!
Wang Jing immediately got up with his luck, jumped higher than the Liuyun Envoy, condescending, but saw that the Liuyun Envoy was a woman, and it was not good to shoot too hard, so he slapped his palm on the Liuyun Envoy's right shoulder, and the Liuyun made him suffer pain and fell down. The Wonderful Wind and the Radiant Moon lose their goal and can only stop.
At this moment, the three of them were all injured in the left shoulder, and the right shoulder was also injured by the flowing clouds, and the three of them still wanted to attack, but the Wisdom King had already stopped him: "Stop! The Sect Master Wang has already shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise you would have already died with a sword from high in the air just now!" The three of them were helpless and retreated when they heard the words.
Wang Jing arched his hand and said: "The martial arts of the three of them are really incredible, and I admire them! It's just that Liuyun Envoy, as a woman, is always attacking others with your buttocks, which is indecent!"
Liuyun said angrily: "I'm not a Middle-earth woman, I don't pay attention to those!" Wang Jing touched his nose and smiled bitterly, but he was speechless.
The Wisdom King said: "Sect Leader Wang, the martial arts of Middle-earth are really powerful, since you have won, we should keep our promise!" It turned out that at this time, the Persian Ming Sect Leader was still there, and there was still a lot of time to find an heir.
Wang Jing laughed: "The so-called don't fight, don't know each other, and have the opportunity to learn from everyone again." Without mentioning the defeat of a few people just now, his expression was humble, and for a while everyone returned to the scene of happiness. Wang Jing said in his heart: "A big fist is the truth, it's the same everywhere!"
The three envoys of Fengyun returned the Holy Fire Order to Wang Jing according to their words, and Wang Jing handed over the Qiankun Da Move to them, and left with Dai Qisi, and the two played in Persia for half a year, saw all the Persian scenery, tasted Persian food, and deepened their feelings before leaving for the Central Plains!