"Father-in-law, this Persian three envoys' martial arts are really weird? Wuji has never been able to figure out the mystery. Thinking about the battle just now, Zhang Wuji secretly felt annoyed. If it weren't for Bai Xiaosheng's guidance, I'm afraid that I, the leader of the Ming Sect, would have to worship.

Xie Xun didn't fight with them, but he could also hear that he was not hiding, he shook his head secretly, his brows tightened.

On the side, Bai Xiaosheng snorted and said, "That's you stupid! As soon as the internal strength is completed, all the martial arts in the world will be used by me. You have the Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect your body, and they can't hurt you at all, so why do you have to hide and hide? What's more, the holy fire of Huo Shan, the old man in the mountain, makes the martial arts and the Qiankun Great Shift go out of the same vein, you have studied the Qiankun Great Shift for so long, don't you have a little comprehension?"

Zhang Wuji was dumbfounded, and secretly pondered in his mind, but this kid is really not a good martial artist, and he can't even think of many of them, and he can't think of them at all.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's embarrassed face, Zhao Min hurriedly said: "Senior, you have always said that the martial arts of the Holy Fire Order, is that martial art engraved on the Holy Fire Order?"

Bai Xiaosheng nodded and said, "That's right! Speaking of the Holy Fire Order's martial arts, we have to mention the old man in the mountain, Huo Shanqi. Back then, Huo Shan studied under the command of the Persian great philosopher Ye Mang, who was good at martial arts and had great ambitions. He was unwilling to live under the people for a long time and conspired to rebel. After the defeat, he formed a faction and became the leader of a sect in Megatron. When the crusaders, the Western Regions mentioned the name of the 'old man in the mountains' Huo Shan, and they were all shocked. At that time, the kings of the Western Regions died at the hands of the 'old man in the mountain', and countless people died. The six holy fire orders were cast by Huo Shan, the 'old man in the mountain' in Persia, and engraved with the essence of his life's martial arts. Back then, Huoshan shook the west, relying on two great divine skills, one was the martial arts of the Holy Fire Order, and the second was the great shift of the universe. ”

Speaking of this, Bai Xiaosheng sneered suddenly: "The great shift of Qiankun is indeed good, and its ability to develop the potential of the human body and reverse the two qi of Qiankun Yin and Yang is also outstanding. It's a pity that this skill lies in the magic of use, but it is quite inferior to the internal strength. Compared with the great shift, the Holy Flame makes the use of martial arts more subtle, but to put it bluntly, it is just a small path of skill. It's far worse than the Jiuyang Shengong and Tai Chi Gong you learned. ”

Zhang Wuji sneered, this was a wolf in Bai Xiaosheng's eyes, but it was unbearable, and it was really embarrassing.

At this time, Xie Xun suddenly said: "Wuji, is there any difference between the clothes of the three Persian envoys and the Ming Sect of Middle Earth?"

Zhang Wuji said: "They are all wearing white robes, and the corners of the robes are also embroidered with red flames...... Well, the white robe has black trim rolling on it, and that's the only small difference. ”

Xie Xun slapped the table and said, "Yes." The head of the archbishop is deceased. The people of the Western Regions wear black as their mourning clothes, and the white robe is inlaid with black edges, which is mourning. They wanted to elect a new leader, and they came all the way to Middle-earth to track down the whereabouts of Madame Han. ”

A few people didn't know why, Zhao Min asked, "Lion King, what does this have to do with Mrs. Han?"

Xie Xun explained: "Mrs. Han's real name is Dai Qisi, and she is originally from the Persian Sect. Twenty years ago, at that time, the Ming Sect was under the leadership of the Yang Sect Lord, and it was prosperous. On this day, three Persian Hu people suddenly came to the top of the light, holding the handwritten book of the Persian archbishop, and met the Yang sect leader. The letter said that the Persian Patriarch had a messenger of pure goodness, who was originally a Chinese, and lived in the Persian Patriarchate for a long time after arriving there, entered the Ming Sect, made meritorious contributions, married a Persian woman, and had a daughter. This messenger of pure goodness passed away a year ago, and when he died, he cherished his homeland and ordered his daughter to return to China. The head of the archbishop respected his wishes and sent his daughter to the top of the light, hoping that the Ming Sect of Middle Earth would take care of her. The Yang Sect Master agreed and invited the woman in. As soon as the girl entered the hall, the hall was full of brilliance, but she saw that her complexion was radiant and bright. When she bowed down to the Yang Sect Leader Yingying, the left and right light envoys, the three Dharma kings, the five scattered people, and the five elements flag envoys on the left and right sides of the hall all shook. The three Persians who escorted her stayed overnight on the top of the light and said goodbye the next day. The Persian lady Desis took up residence on the top of the light. ”

"Old man, in this way, that Dai Qisi is still a great beauty. Zhao Min wondered.

Xie Xun said: "The purple-shirted dragon king is as beautiful as a fairy, more than 20 years ago he was the first beauty in the martial arts, even if he is old at this time, his demeanor should still be preserved...... Alas, I will never see again. ”

Zhao Min and the others looked at each other, and the appearance of the golden flower mother-in-law really couldn't tell what kind of beauty she was.

Xie Xun couldn't see it, and he didn't know how many people were confused, so he explained the grievances of the year one by one, and finally said: "Wuji, Mrs. Han is unkind to me, but I can't be unjust to her." This time, the Persian chief teacher will not let her go. ”

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "Father-in-law, don't worry." ”

"Alright, alright. You're still worried about others, so let's think about how to deal with that weird martial arts. Bai Xiaosheng glanced at a few people speechlessly.

Zhao Min rolled his eyes and said, "Senior, you just gave a pointer or two, and let those three people run away." Why don't you give Wuji a few more instructs, so that he can teach the Persians a lesson. ”

Bai Xiaosheng glanced at her angrily, and was about to speak, when Xiao Zhao suddenly exclaimed. She kept looking outside, and at this time she suddenly saw the fire flashing in the northwest corner, and she couldn't help but think of Xie Xun's words just now, worrying about her mother.

Several people in the room followed her gaze, and they were all slightly stunned. Xie Xun said: "What's wrong?"

"Old man, there's a fire in the northwest. There, it seems, is where Granny Jinhua lives. Zhao Min explained in a whisper. Xie Xun immediately said: "Wuji, go and save Mrs. Han immediately." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Wuji couldn't refuse, and everyone immediately got up and walked towards the firelight. When I got closer, I saw many Hu people gathered together, with a grass and wood platform set up in the middle, and Dai Qisi was tied to a wooden pillar.

When Xiao Zhao saw it, his expression was pale, his body shook, his legs were weak, and he actually fell down. Fortunately, Zhang Wuji was quick and held her. Seeing Xiao Zhao's ugly face, he said with concern: "Xiao Zhao, what's wrong?"

"I ...... I saw that I was going to burn people to death, and my heart was afraid. Xiao Zhao endured his sorrow. Zhang Wuji comforted her a few times, and looked at the field. Among the Persian Hu, the leader is twelve, and the color of the clothes is slightly different from the others. This is the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings who came to the Central Plains this time.

Xie Xun listened to the words of several people, and said again: "Under the seat of the head of the Persian Patriarchate, there are a total of twelve great scripture masters, known as the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, and their status is equivalent to the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect in Middle Earth. The first great sage of the king of the twelve treasure trees, two are wise, three are always victorious, three are fire-fighting, five are diligent in cultivation, six are equal, seven are faithful, eight are evil, nine are upright, ten are meritorious, eleven are united in one, and twelve are clear. It's just that the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are mainly focused on studying the teachings and being proficient in the classics, and I heard that they are not necessarily strong in martial arts. ”

"Set fire!"

The two big characters came into everyone's ears, and the flames rose to the sky. Xiao Zhao's face was even more pale, and he grabbed nervousness and said, "Childe ......"

Zhang Wuji's body flew up diagonally, and the others also jumped out one by one, only Bai Xiaosheng didn't move, standing there watching the play. After a battle with the three Persian envoys, Zhang Wuji was much smarter, and it was not so difficult to deal with the strange martial arts of Persia.

He quickly rescued Dai Qisi, grabbed it with his hand, and actually grabbed a person, and said loudly: "Stop, otherwise don't blame me for my hot hand!"

"King Equality!" the Persian Hus exclaimed in surprise, and one by one they stopped.

Listening to their babbling, Bai Xiaosheng felt annoyed. In the original work, Zhang Wuji was afraid of the cannon on the ship of the Persian Ming Sect, which made Xiao Zhao return to Persia, although he became the leader of the Persian Ming Sect, but it was really unpleasant.

Besides, the Qiankun Great Mind Shifting Method also let Xiao Zhao take it back. As the leader of the Ming Sect, he was saved by a woman, and he also transferred the Qiankun to others, which was simply humiliated and thrown home.

"Hmph!" snorted coldly, and Bai Xiaosheng stepped forward slowly.

He walked slowly, step by step, firmly on the ground, and also stepped on the hearts of people. Knock, knock...... It seems to be the heartbeat of a person, and the person who beats is panicking.

Zhang Wuji and the others all looked at Bai Xiaosheng who was walking slowly, and secretly felt cold in their hearts, Zhang Wuji said: "Senior, ......" Before he spoke, Bai Xiaosheng took out the platform in his right hand, pointed out his sword, and the invisible qi waves rolled and surged. Everyone was shocked, Xie Xun felt the threat of his life, and roared: "Retreat!" Zhang Wuji and the others retreated one by one, and those Hu people also knew that it was not good, so they quickly retreated, but as soon as they moved, the grass under their feet seemed to have life, rising from the ground, turning into a sharp sword, and instantly stabbing these dozens of Hu people through.

Blood, staining the grass red, red and green intertwined, the pungent smell of blood, making people feel that this is hell.

"Gollum!"

The few people who could see it secretly swallowed their saliva, their eyes didn't dare to look at those dead Hu people, and they occasionally glanced at Bai Xiaosheng's gaze, also with a look of horror.

This person, as soon as he raised his hand, killed all the Hu people!

"Ah......" beside Zhang Wuji, Xiao Zhao screamed in surprise, and Zhang was so frightened that several people trembled. They looked down and found that the King of Equality held by Zhang Wuji was also covered in blood and had long since lost his breath.

His blood stained Zhang Wuji's clothes red!