King Baoshu's expression softened, and he said, "Your Excellency, as I just said, in the country where Mingzun's glory once shone, there are two evil heretics who are fighting to the death, and his war has burned to Mingzun's command, making us almost doomed. ”

"Mingzun needs his followers to win back his glory, the head sect has almost been destroyed, the sect leader has been killed, I am the only one left in the Twelve Treasure Tree King, countless believers have been humiliated and tortured by the infidels, and there is nothing we can do. I heard that in the far east, the light of the Lord still shines on the earth, but his followers are blinded by their minds, so we have come thousands of miles to lead you, these bewildered lambs, to deliver the will of the Lord to you. Accept my rule, expelling the evil Western heretics is our sacred mission, and it is the glory that every Mingzun believer deserves!"

Yue Wudi laughed and said, "It turns out that Your Excellency the King of Baoshu wants to incorporate our Middle Earth Ming Sect and help you fight against the crusaders in the West, haha, haha." ”

The Treasure Tree King's pious and eager expression was slightly moved, and he said, "The sect leader is in the far east, and he even knows about that group of evil infidels?"

Yue Wudi laughed out loud and said: "Of course I know, this is what Mingzun told, as the leader of the Mingjiao in Middle Earth, he leads thousands of Mingjiao disciples, and the believers of the Mingjiao in Middle Earth are all over the mountains and rivers of 80,000 miles, so he should be the closest person to Mingzun, and Mingzun has a will to give it to this seat, which is an ordinary thing." ”

King Baoshu's face tensed, and he said: "How can you be the closest person to Mingzun, the glory of Mingzun was born in Persia, and the Persians are the closest people to Mingzun." ”

Yue Wudi laughed and said, "King Baoshu doesn't know, Mingzun's will tells me that both Western Earth and Persia have been defiled by the evil gods, and his kingdom of light has been eroded. Only Middle-earth. Inhabited by good and righteous gods, warm and hospitable, Mingzun has decided to move to Middle-earth and be friends with the Emperor and Buddha than with those hypocritical Western gods. ”

"Ming Zun appointed me as his spokesman on earth and commanded me to bring his radiance. Spread throughout Middle-earth. He also told me that he was in Persia and a group of poor believers, who had been conquered and had no fixed residence, and that Ming Zun had entrusted me to take in his poor believers after spreading his glory throughout Middle-earth. ”

"Unexpectedly, before the brilliance of Mingzun spread throughout Middle-earth, you appeared as the King of the Treasure Tree. According to the will of the Venerable One, of course this seat will take you in. Why did the King of the Treasure Tree force each other with gunpowder? The Ming Sect of Middle Earth and the Ming Sect of Persia are of the same origin, and they both believe in the great Ming Zun, firmly believe in light and justice, and should not have such stupid and brutal behavior, and it is our demeanor to sit down and discuss. ”

The Treasure Tree King's voice was full of anger, and he didn't believe that Mingzun would give Yue Wudi a will, and said loudly, "Your Excellency, Sect Master. Do not forge the oracle of the Lord and burn it with infinite fire. will be a pain you can't bear. I come with the wrath of Mingzun, if you do not submit to the sect of Middle-earth, you can only be purified in the flames!"

Yue Wudi sneered: "Although the gunpowder is terrifying, if I am bent on escaping, I may not be able to kill me." I'm only consulting with you for the sake of my subordinates. If you have to ignite the oil and gunpowder, then we will all die, so what? I believe that this is not the result you want!"

The Treasure Tree King's face was cloudy, and he had never been a devout believer. For the sake of vain faith, even life can be disregarded. Persia suffered from the war of the Crusaders and Islam, the Persian Ming Religion suffered from the plague of pond fish, the sect leader was killed, and he was the only king of the Twelve Treasure Trees, which can almost be said to be almost destroyed.

Their land, population and wealth in Persia were all plundered, how can they be willing, I heard that the Middle-earth Mingjiao was once very prosperous, and now it is also declining, so the King of Baoshu took the only remaining subordinates, and the gunpowder developed by himself, to the Middle-earth Mingjiao to give it a go, hoping to subdue the Middle-earth Mingjiao, take them back to Persia to fight, and regain their lost wealth.

Gunpowder was his secret weapon, never known, so he was able to easily bring it to the top of light, and the black ball no one cared about, allowing them to be easily buried in the ground. Fengyun and Yue's three envoys were strong in martial arts, and they unexpectedly snatched the water dragon that sprayed oil from the Mingjiao, and the oil was spread on the ground, connecting all the gunpowder together, burning and exploding.

The King of the Treasure Tree has nothing left, and he thinks that people who have nothing don't care about life the most, so he dares to blackmail Yue Wudi into surrendering, but he is infected by Yue Wudi's light-hearted appearance and strong self-confidence, and he is a little hesitant for a while, and when the matter comes, he actually has a sense of fear.

There are definitely people in the world who can not take their lives seriously, but among these people, there will definitely be no one who will not include the Treasure Tree King.

In the last fierce battle of the Persian Ming Sect, he became the only survivor of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings because of his greed for life and fear of death.

This formed a stalemate, the King of the Treasure Tree did not dare to easily let go of the same end and block his own back road, and Yue Wudi did not dare to stimulate the King of the Treasure Tree too much, lest he be angry and do irrational things.

The Persian Ming Sect saintess wearing a white veil always stood quietly beside the King of the Treasure Tree without saying a word, and her high-status saintess seemed to be an ornament.

The three envoys of Fengyun and Moon are surrounded by the King of the Treasure Tree and the Holy Maiden, they are the highest martial artists in the Persian Ming Sect, but when it comes to status, they are under the Holy Maiden and the King of the Treasure Tree, and they obviously have no right to speak at this time.

In the Ming Sect, the second highest status in the field is Shi Zhongqing, he is a stone on the surface, but in fact he is a deadly assassin, no matter which identity, he is destined to be a taciturn character, only people with the same status in the sect are present, he will never take the idea, just kill people.

Among them, Wang Meng is fond of martial arts, Bai Ye's personality is vicious, Sha Tongtian is a person from all over the world, and only Lu Jiechen is shrewd, so although he ranks last among the four Dharma kings, most of the time, he is in the decision.

Seeing that Yue Wudi and King Baoshu were silent, they were silent. Lu Juechen's heart moved, and he said, "When our sect leader didn't come back before, you put forward a martial arts contest to win or lose. Now that our sect leader is back, how dare you compare?"

Lu Jiechen's words broke the silence between the two sides, the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue had just fought with the three Dharma kings, and felt that they would be able to win the battle if they fought alone, so they said confidently:

"We are only the lowest-ranking emissaries of the Persian Patriarchate. Without the wisdom of the Treasure Tree King, without the beauty of the Holy Maiden, the three of us are willing to accept the challenge of anyone in Middle-earth. ”

In the cognition of the three envoys of Fengyun and Moon, the Middle-earth Mingjiao spread from Persia, and the organizational structure should be similar to that of the Persian Mingjiao.

Of course, the highest status is the sect leader, followed by the Dharma kings. The sect of the Middle-earth people has always been based on martial arts, and those who are high in martial arts are in a respectful position.

The three Dharma Kings have a noble status, and of course their martial arts are the highest, but they are a little worse than themselves. The other Dharma King thought it would be similar.

As for the young sect leader, the three envoys of Fengyun and Moon all had a tacit understanding that they didn't think he was a master, although he killed the useless son of the Treasure Tree King, that didn't mean anything.

It is impossible for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy to outperform a master like them who is already invincible in Persia, you must know that no matter what position the people of Middle-earth are, whether they are emperors or heads, they are all inherited by their fathers and sons. Mingjiao was introduced to Middle-earth, how could it be an exception?

This young master. Presumably the son of the previous leader. The three envoys of Fengyun and Moon all thought so, and the King of the Treasure Tree also thought so, although none of them had verified it, but they already thought that it was something that did not need to be verified.

The only thing worth worrying about is the cold man who has never said a word, this is the only person who is not completely sure of the victory of the three envoys of Fengyun and Moon. But so what. They will only come out with three people to compete, and if they win two of the three battles, they will also win, who can say that it is not?

The Treasure Tree King was extremely confident in the martial arts of the Three Envoys of Fengyun and Moon, and he sighed secretly. O warriors of Middle-earth, I will not be convinced if I defeat you in martial arts, so let me defeat you where you are proud.

The Treasure Tree King's face changed back to a gentle appearance, and there was no longer madness and hesitation in his eyes, only the color that he thought he called wisdom flowed, and he spoke: "The believers of Mingzun need strong people to lead, since you are willing to compete in martial arts, we should respect your wishes, and when the messenger of the Archchurch defeats you with bravery, will you accept the leader of the Persian Archpriest?"

Naturally, this could only be answered by Yue Wudi, who pretended to be desperate and said, "That's nature, only if you outperform us in bravery can you make us submit." With intrigue and trickery, it has always been despised by heroes. Mingzun's children believe in the strong and are willing to accept the leadership of the strong. In the contest between the Ming Sect of Middle-earth and the Ming Sect of Persia, no matter which side wins, the winning side will gain the power to lead the other side, and the gunpowder will be safely pulled up, and all people's lives will be preserved.

King Baoshu didn't think that the Middle-earth Ming Church had a chance of winning anyway, so he agreed without hesitation this time, and carefully emphasized the rules, saying: "In three battles, the one who wins two will become the final victor and gain the power to lead the other side." The three emissaries of the Persian Archchurch will represent the Persian Patriarch's side, and who will be sent to fight in Middle-earth?"

Yue Wudi looked at the Baoshu King's face of victory, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, in the land of Persia, there was only one old man in the mountains for thousands of years, such a place where martial arts were declining, he dared to compete with the masters of Middle-earth to win, it was really ignorant and fearless.

However, this is also in the heart of Yue Wudi, the gunpowder is too terrible, and the dispute can be resolved in such a perfect way as a competition, so why not do it?

Although the King of the Treasure Tree himself is also a ghost who cherishes his life, it is unlikely that he will dare to choose to die together, but he is not afraid of ten thousand in everything, just in case. It is not impossible for people who have lost their homes to sometimes do crazy things that exceed their courage, and Yue Wudi has to guard against it.

"Although I am full of heroes and heroes of the Middle-earth Mingjiao, but there are only three masters left in your Persian Mingjiao, then my Middle-earth Mingjiao will only send three masters to fight, as for who will fight, it is up to my warriors to discuss. ”

King Baoshu nodded in agreement, he felt that no matter who the other party sent to fight, it would be difficult to avoid the fate of defeat, so he didn't care about it to a large extent.

"In the first game, our Persian Ming Sect sent the Miao Feng Envoy to fight, I don't know which warrior of the Middle Earth Ming Sect dared to compete with the Miao Feng Envoy?"

Yue Wudi also said loudly: "Among the four Dharma kings, who will fight?"

The first person to play must be one of the four Dharma Kings, although this may be lost, but it can only be like this. Shi Zhongqing, the right envoy of light, wants to stay to win the second game, and the Wusan people and the Five Elements Banner Envoy and others, although they are not much weaker than the four Dharma kings, but the masters are competing with each other, and the danger of being weak on the first line is more than the danger of being on the first line, and there is no sloppiness at all.

"Sect Master, subordinates, please fight!" Among the four Dharma kings, Wang Meng, Bai Ye and Sha Tongtian have all fought against the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue, although their skills are similar, but due to the strange moves of the other party, they are obviously inferior. Only the Green Silk Deer King Lu Juechen has not yet made a move, so he naturally invites Ying to fight at this time.

Yue Wudi nodded, agreeing, Lu Jiechen is a good candidate, his body is fast, under the other party's strange body and tricks, he can be much more calm in the world, and it may not be impossible to break the body method with his body method if he is lucky, even if he is unfortunately defeated, he will definitely be able to hold on for a longer time, which can make Shi Zhongqing have a more detailed understanding of the martial arts of the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue.

Although Yue Wudi's impression of Shi Zhongqing's martial arts is that he can definitely win, but the other party is weird after all, and it is always good to know more.

After Yue Wudi nodded, Lu Jiechen strode out, and the Miao Feng envoy on the opposite side also walked out, under the confrontation between the two sides, he did not make a rash move, this battle is related to the fate of their respective sects, it is not a trivial matter of personal life and death, honor and disgrace, and there is no carelessness.

Both sides are silently accumulating their confidence and momentum, observing and waiting for each other's flaws, both sides of the body seem to be still, but the spirit is tight, not long after, even shed a sweat.

Yue Wudi smiled slightly, although the style of the Persian martial arts is very different from that of the Central Plains, but the way of facing the enemy is also to pay attention to a momentum, and the most basic martial arts principles are still the same way.

With a gentle smile on his face, the Treasure Tree King watched the confrontation between the two in the arena with a relaxed and happy face, and he thought that the Wonderful Wind Envoy would definitely win, and the face of the Persian saint was covered by a veil, making it difficult to see the expression.

Everyone in the Ming Sect stared intently at the situation in the field, especially the other three Dharma Kings, who had personally experienced the martial arts of the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue, and understood the strangeness and difficulty of the other party, and they all sweated for Lu Jiechen.

Shi Zhongqing's expression was still cold, but his eyes were also on Lu Juechen and Miao Feng Envoy, he was a smart person, Lu Juechen's plan He naturally knew that the brothers in the sect had good intentions, even if he was completely sure of defeating the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue, he was still paying attention to Miao Feng Envoy's martial arts at this time, after all, it was Lu Juechen's intentions. (To be continued......)