"Your Excellency, there is something to say, there is something to say. www.biquge.info The Wisdom King said in a suffocated voice, and the three of them reacted, and the three of them stood up like lightning and joined in a row to stop Yang Feng from continuing to advance.

Outside the Hall of Light, the sound of chaotic footsteps was rapidly approaching.

"Let your sect leader come out!" Yang Feng shouted to the ten Treasure Tree Kings hiding behind the throne, the strength on his right hand was three points heavier, and the Wisdom King's face turned red.

The Moon Envoy in the Wind and Moon Clouds often goes to the Central Plains to preach, so he will also have some Middle-earth language, I saw him staring at Yang Feng calmly and said, "Your Excellency has taken away the Holy Fire Order of my religion, and please return it to its original owner!"

Yang Feng laughed, "Who is rare about your bullshit Holy Fire Order, let your sect leader come out, master, I want to seek justice for Brother Zhou and the two senior monks of Shaolin Temple today!"

Outside the gate of the Hall of Light, groups of Persian cultists wearing black robes and red high-pointed hats shouted and leaned in, and in front of them, there were four men wearing red robes, all tall and straight, mighty and domineering, each holding a weapon that Yang Feng had never seen before.

"Who are you?" Yang Feng turned his head and stared at the eight red-clothed men at the bottom of the steps.

The man in red on the far left raised his head and said in a loud voice, "We are the Persian Ming Sect Protector King, the Dragon King, the Lion King, the Tiger King, the Leopard King, the Elephant King, the Snake King, the Eagle King, and the Bat King. Your Excellency has been surrounded by the eight tribes of our Eight Dharma Kings, and you are not ready to be captured?"

shouted like this, the eight great guardian kings did not dare to take the eight tribes to take another half step, the status of the twelve treasure tree kings is similar to that of the eight great guardian kings, the treasure tree king is like a civil official, and the guardian king is like a military general, each performing its own duties.

"Hahaha, you three envoys can't help me, what can you do to me? I only see your sect leader, otherwise this bearded man will die. ”

Yang Feng said this, but he really wronged the eight great apologetic kings, and the old man in the mountains of the Persian Ming Sect, Huo Shan's martial arts, reached the realm of transformation, and he occasionally had a big move, which was like a tiger with wings, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a rare opponent in the world.

The eight major apologetics are all his disciples, and their martial arts are also first-class in the Central Plains, among which the Dragon King, the Lion King, the Eagle King, and the Bat King often haunt the Central Plains martial arts, secretly developing their forces, and these years in the Middle Earth have had the shadow of Mingjiao.

And the three envoys of Fengyueyun are just relying on the strange body method on the Holy Fire Order and some mental methods left by Huo Shan to the sect members, if it is about real kung fu, the three of them can only have a tie with the Bat King at the bottom of the ranking, after all, the Holy Fire Order is left by Huo Shan, and the eight Dharma Kings have all obtained his true inheritance, which is naturally more than double the number of Fengyue Yun Three.

"Your Excellency, we are sick and can't see you! ”

The dragon king Sven said, he has a slender body, a crown like jade, the highest kung fu and the youngest, about forty years old, the Central Plains dialect is much more fluent than the wisdom king, so the wisdom king often learns the language of Middle-earth from him, and the two have a very secret personal relationship.

"I don't care if I'm sick or not, anyway, let the people who can do the Lord here come out and speak, otherwise I'm welcome!" Yang Feng said impatiently, his right hand jerked up slightly, and the Wisdom King coughed violently.

At this time, the ten Treasure Tree Kings stood behind the three envoys of Fengyueyun, one of whom was fatter, it was the Great Sage King, he stood on tiptoe and whispered to the Eight Great Dharma Kings outside for a while, and then, the Wisdom King also said a few words in the Western Regions dialect with difficulty.

"Your Excellency, let go of the Wisdom King for the time being, and I'll send someone to invite the Holy Maiden to come!" the Dragon King said in a deep voice, then turned his head and gave the Tiger King a look on his left.

Immediately, the Tiger King beckoned, summoned two sect members to step forward, whispered a few words, and the two took the order and hurried away.

Yang Feng withdrew from the Hall of Light with the King of Wisdom in his hand, standing on the steps and looking down at the eight thousand sect members below, his heart was full of fear.

The three envoys of Fengyun and Yue were afraid that the ten treasure tree kings would make a mistake, and they did not dare to come out to make a move against Yang Feng, and the thirteen people looked at it in the room, hoping to solve Yang Feng earlier.

At this time, the sun was already in the sky, but it was unusually cool in the Bright Valley, and Yang Feng could only encounter this kind of strange thing in the ancient tomb, and he was not anxious in his heart, scanning everyone, not anxious or dry.

In about half a cup of tea, the eight tribes suddenly separated from the middle, giving way from the back to the front, and the eight great protector kings also stood together, turned their backs to Yang Feng, and looked ahead.

Yang Feng looked at it, and saw a fiery red figure coming from a distance, every step he took, the sect members on both sides nodded one after another, shouting slogans in the language of the Western Regions that Yang Feng could not understand, the scene was very spectacular.

After more than 20 breaths, Yang Feng saw clearly that the other party was a woman, only to see that she was wearing a fiery red long dress, with a red hairpin on her head, the exposed part was in the shape of a flame, and her long black hair was neatly draped behind her shoulders, and her posture was graceful, but she couldn't see her face clearly, and she didn't know her age.

The red woman walked to the front with a calm demeanor, and the eight great protectors leaned over and shouted in unison in Middle-earth, "We welcome the holy woman!"

But seeing that the woman's voice was as crisp as a bird's voice, she even replied lukewarmly in the Central Plains, "Why, you revolve around those two holy women on weekdays, and today a few uncles actually think of me, and I don't know what a good thing it is?"

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that the woman's voice was somewhat familiar, and he had heard it faintly, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The Eight Dharma Kings looked at each other, and one of them, the Elephant King, who was usually more gentle, took half a step forward, looked at the woman, and chattered for a while.

The woman in red interrupted him with a wave of her hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "Uncle Xiang doesn't know my rules, except for Mingzun and his old man, everyone else has to speak to me." ”

The old elephant king blushed and stood there embarrassed, among the eight great protectors, he was the only one who could not speak in the original language.

The woman seemed to understand the words of the elephant king, and when she saw that the dragon king was about to speak, she ignored it, and stood in front of the eight Dharma kings, looking up at the Hall of Light.

"It's you!"

Yang Feng and the woman almost shouted in unison, Yang Feng was suddenly surprised, no wonder he first felt that the woman's voice was a little familiar, it turned out that the two had seen each other.

"Miss Yan, why are you here?"

Yang Feng asked, the woman in red was Yan Shu, who had fought against Yang Feng in the Emei faction and had also solved the urgent need for the Central Plains martial arts.

I remember that when I saw her more than a month ago, she was dressed in yellow clothes and was extremely refreshing, and she looked forward to flying like a fairy in the sky. However, at this moment, Yan Shu was wearing a red long dress, standing in front of the eight thousand sect members like the stars and the moon, dignified and noble, with good manners, and a different style, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel like that day, and his heartbeat came to his heart again.

Yan Shu didn't answer, and asked in a loud voice, "Young Master Yang, why did you catch the Wisdom King?"

When Yang Feng heard this, he let go of his right hand, grabbed the collar of the Wisdom King, and replied to Yan Shu, "Miss Yan, you Persian people killed the Zhou gang leader of the beggar gang and the two masters of Shaolin Temple, Wuzhi and Wuxiang, and I want to seek justice for them." ”

At this time, the Wisdom King eased up, his face turned pale, and he shouted in a stiff Central Plains dialect, "Guo Rui Holy Maiden, you have the most ideas on weekdays, save me quickly, and the old decay will be waiting for you in the future!"

When Yang Feng heard this, he was surprised and saddened, and shouted with a slight heartache, "I believe you, it turns out that your name is Guo Rui, then why did you use the pseudonym Yan Shu to go to Emei Mountain to deceive me of many martial arts people in the Central Plains, did you kill Brother Zhou?"