Yangdao.

Until now, he felt that the Ming Cult was still the Ming Cult from more than ten years ago. As long as he raised his arms and shouted, the Ming Cult would still submit to him.

"You left the Ming Cult more than ten years ago, but you secretly sneaked into Persia? Now you are attacking the Central Plains with a Persian army to seize the Central Plains?" Yang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked seriously.

"good."

"I thought at the beginning that if I wanted to destroy the Bon Yuan with the power of my Ming Cult alone, it would be a protracted war, and it would never be achieved in a short period of time. But if I could obtain the troops of other countries, everything would be different. With the power of the Ming Cult, I would cholera the Central Plains with the army of a foreign country, and I would attack from the outside with both the inside and the outside, and great things could be accomplished." Yang said.

But he didn't notice that Yang Xiao's face looked angry.

Looking at the blonde and blue-eyed Persians, they were completely different from those in the Han family Central Plains.

Even though the Mongols and Yuan people on the grassland north of the Central Plains were excluded, they were fundamentally Han people, and their struggles were just a struggle between the same clan.

But these blond and blue-eyed Persians in front of me are truly non-my race.

It is by no means belonging to the Yanhuang lineage, nor is it the Han people.

"Then do you know that they are alien races. If their army enters the Central Plains, what kind of disaster will it bring to the Han people? How will our Han people survive under their butcher's knife?" Yang Xiao asked angrily.

"Now the whole of Persia is in my hands. As long as I have an order, how dare they attack the people of the Central Plains? Besides, I just use them." Yang Dingtian shook his head indifferently, and did not take the safety of the Han family in the Central Plains seriously.

"The leader of the sect was for the country and the people, and he was dedicated to developing the Ming Cult only to save the Han family's Central Plains. Today's leader is no longer the former leader. For his own selfish desires, he led foreign races into the Central Plains, intending to cholera, and forgive Yang Xiao for being loyal to the leader anymore." He looked at Yang and said.

"You want to betray this leader?"

Hearing sound.

The smile on Yang Dingtian's face gradually disappeared.

“Not a betrayal.”

"My Ming Cult is based in the Central Plains for hundreds of years. The doctrine is to benefit the country and the people, not to cause harm to the Central Plains for the sake of someone's own selfish desires, and to harm the Han people." Yang Xiao said coldly.

"Hahaha."

"It seems that after I have left for more than ten years, you have forgotten my methods." Yang Dingtian smiled and looked at Yang Xiao with murderous intent.

"My Ming Cult has joined the Han Dynasty. Now the Central Plains is the territory of our Han Dynasty. Foreign races invade the territory. First, we will step past our Han army. Our army will not be destroyed. Don't you want to step into our Han territory half a step." Yang Xiao exerted his internal strength, without fear at all, and his fighting spirit was endless.

Even if it is the former leader, what if it is different, they will not plan for each other.

"Our army will not be destroyed, and foreign races will not want to step into the territory of our Han Dynasty."

The 100,000 Ming Cult rebels shouted in unison, with endless fighting spirit.

certainly.

Perhaps some people are just fishing for troubled waters, not sincerely.

"Well said."

"Yang Xiao, the king really did not read you wrong."

Just as Yang Xiao finished speaking, two powerful auras rose from the rebel army, and the two figures quickly seized the air and rushed forward to the formation.

It was the two great masters of the Han Dynasty, Dugu and Zhang Sanfeng.

After the prefecture was pacified, the two successfully captured Emperor Shun of the Yuan Dynasty and other ministers of the Mongol Yuan, and were then secretly sent to this place by Liu Xie.

Secretly help the army to fight against the Persian army that might have come.

When the Persian army arrived at first, the two were ready to appear.

But seeing the relationship between Yang Dingtian and the Ming Cult, with the thought of testing, the two still hid until Yang Xiao and Yang Dingtian completely broke up.

"I've seen a priest."

Seeing the two of them coming, Yang Xiao hurriedly bowed and bowed.

In the Great Han Dynasty, although the worshipers did not hold power, they had a very high rank. Even the generals of the five elite legions of the Great Han Dynasty would salute after seeing it.

After all, there are only three worshipers today.

One is Zuo Ci, the second is Dugu, and the third is Zhang Sanfeng.

"No need for politeness." Dugu smiled and waved his hand.

"Two masters in the Grandmaster realm."

The two people who suddenly appeared surprised Yang Xiao, but made Yang Dingtian terrified.

He keenly felt the same level of breath.

Grandmaster realm.

Both of them appearing in front of them are masters.

And he knew the old man wearing a white Taoist robe and gray hair.

"Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, he actually participated in the so-called great man? This is impossible. He has always been indifferent to fame and fortune and will not rely on any country." Yang Dingtian's eyes fell on Zhang Sanfeng, and a sense of surprise emerged.

"The leader of the Ming Cult, Yang Dingtian."

"I never thought you were still alive."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and looked straight at Yang.

"Thanks to the memory of Zhenren Zhang, it is Yang's unparalleled honor, but what Yang doesn't understand is why Zhenren Zhang, who has always been indifferent to fame and fortune and regards everything in the world as nothing, will leave the mountain and become a country." Yang said, with a sarcasm.

"Maybe, the path I took before was wrong, and I didn't choose the right path until now." Zhang Sanfeng smiled unanimously and did not get angry.

"I wonder who this person is?" Yang Dingtian's eyes turned and fell on Dugu.

He may know a little about Zhang Sanfeng, but he has never seen Dugu Qiubai before.

"Sword Demon, Dugu Qiubai." Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly and said lightly.

"What?"

"Sword Demon Dugu? A strong man hundreds of years ago?"

Unexpectedly, I heard the words.

Yang Dingtian's expression was shocked.

Just like the Central Plains martial arts world who learned about the name of Dudugu.

After all, this name is too shocking.

Even at the level of a master, his life span is only three hundred years. The years when Dugu Qiubai once existed were five or six hundred years ago, and he had surpassed the master, which naturally surprised him.

"hehe."

Zhang Sanfeng just smiled at Yang Dingtian's surprise.

He was like this at the beginning, and was extremely surprised by Dugu.

It was only after I later joined the Han Dynasty that I realized that this Dugu is not that Dugu.

"My territory of the Han Dynasty cannot be violated. If you abandon your sword and surrender, my king will love talents and will not hurt your life. If you are stubborn, I will take your life." Dugu stared at Yang and said.

"Hahaha."

"I am worthy of being a master of hundreds of years ago, and I speak so arrogantly."

"If I was alone, I might be afraid of you waiting for a while, but now I am in charge of 200,000 troops. Even if you are both masters, why should I be afraid of it?" Yang Dingtian turned his eyes and pointed at the 200,000 Persian army behind him, and laughed wildly.

"Yeah?"
Chapter completed!