"Father, be careful, this man is over eight feet tall and extremely powerful!" At this time, Zhang Wuji's voice suddenly came from the crowd.
When Murong Fuxun looked up, he saw a Persian soldier with some charcoal ash on his face. Without even thinking, he knew that this person was Zhang Wuji.
"It turns out it's King Ju Ming in person. Xie is rude!" Xie Xun heard Zhang Wuji's words and immediately guessed the identity of King Ju Ming. He bowed his hands slightly and said.
King Ju Ming, who originally looked extremely rude, bowed and returned the salute, "You have blond hair, your eyes are blind, and you are holding a dragon-slaying knife. Are you Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King, the Dharma King of the Ming Cult of Middle-earth?"
"Yes, it's Xie!" Xie Xun responded loudly.
"As the Protector of the Dharma King, you did not follow the orders of the Mingjiao Chief, nor did you pay homage to the Holy Fire. Now you have entered the law field without permission and killed and injured our disciples. You have committed a heinous crime!" Ju Ming* Ru Hongzhong said,
The rolling sound wave spread throughout the entire venue.
"Hahaha..." Xie Xun burst into laughter, and with the blessing of his inner strength, his voice was no weaker than King Ju Ming's, and he said, "Xie has been blind for many years, how can he rashly visit the Holy Fire Order?
We have been together for many years and have already established our own family, so why should we follow your orders?
"Oh, third brother, why are you like this? My sister has done so many things that I'm sorry for you..." The commotion in the scene naturally alarmed Dai Qisi. She couldn't help but feel guilty when she heard the words "Jinlan and the Dragon King in Purple Shirt" were sworn brothers.
, sighed.
"Xie Xun is really a kind and righteous man." Murong Fu secretly praised him. He and Zhang Wuji alone dared to break into the Persian camp where more than a thousand people gathered, which shows the friendship between him and Dai Qisi.
Deep, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are friends of life and death.
In his thoughts, Xie Xun and King Ju Ming had already exchanged hands. Xie Xun kept waving the dragon-slaying knife, like a black dragon with the power to tear apart mountains and crack the earth, attacking King Ju Ming.
Although King Ju Ming was tall and seemingly clumsy, he was actually quite agile. However, when he saw him lifting his feet, he took a step forward to the left. With a strange movement of his body, he was already at Xie Xun's side, and his hand
He clenched his fists as big as sandbags tightly and punched out with a loud roar. If the punch had hit hard, Xie Xun's waist would have been broken.
Zhang Wuji obviously noticed this, and was shocked. He shouted hurriedly, "Father, be careful on the left side!"
But at this moment, the black whirlwind all over Xie Xun's body suddenly sucked water like a long whale, and instantly gathered around his waist. A metallic "clang" sound was heard, and Xie Xun's body involuntarily slid a few feet to the right.
"What can he do to me? Save Mrs. Han first!" Xie Xun didn't even wait to catch his breath before shouting in the direction of Zhang Wuji.
Then Zhang Wuji quickly jumped out of the crowd and ran towards Dai Qisi's firewood pile.
Murong Fu glanced at the King of Wisdom out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Although the King of Wisdom also ran towards Dai Qisi, his power was unparalleled and his speed was actually much slower than Zhang Wuji.
After taking a closer look, I saw that his face also had the look of an old god, mixed with a slightly strange look.
"No, it's a scam!" Murong Fu thought. There must be some kind of mechanism set up in the pile of firewood, but out of consideration of the "overall situation", he did not speak to alert Zhang Wuji.
In just one or two breaths, Zhang Wuji had already jumped onto the pile of firewood and said quickly, "Mrs. Han, I'm offended!"
With that said, he stretched out his hand to untie the rope on Dai Qisi's body.
"Mr. Zhang, take your foster father out of here quickly and leave me alone!" Dai Qisi's face changed slightly and she said this.
Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, his hands kept moving, and he said with a smile, "Madam, please don't worry, my adoptive father and I are well prepared..."
The word "come" hadn't been uttered yet, but after hearing two "bang bang" sounds, two plumes of smoke suddenly burst out from under my feet, followed by a quick "chi chi chi" sound, and dozens of feather arrows suddenly shot out from the gaps in the firewood pile.
Zhang Wuji was caught off guard and found it difficult to dodge. In an instant, his calf was hit by two arrows. Zhang Wuji was so frightened and angry that he did not bother to continue to untie Dai Qisi's rope. He stamped his feet suddenly and jumped into the air.
At this moment, he put his left foot on the instep of his right foot and turned his body in two directions to avoid other arrows.
This incident happened in a flash of lightning. Even Dai Qisi did not expect this scene at all. She opened her mouth half-open and looked stern. Fortunately, these feather arrows seemed to have been designed and did not intend to shoot Dai Qisi together.
Kill, so it didn't hurt her.
At this moment, the King of Wisdom suddenly accelerated, and in almost half a breath, he jumped from a few feet away to the firewood pile, and looked at Zhang Wuji who had not yet landed with an indifferent expression.
This scene fell into Murong Fu's eyes exactly, and his heart suddenly shuddered. If he had taken action rashly before, even if he could save Xiao Zhao, he might not be injured. In such a situation, once he is injured, it means that he will not be injured again.
There is no way out of this Persian camp.
With fear in his heart, Murong Fu carefully observed the pile of firewood at Xiao Zhao's feet, his eyes thoughtful.
In the midst of his thoughts, Zhang Wuji slowly floated down onto the pile of firewood. However, due to his calf injury, he lacked strength when he landed. He staggered, took another step forward, and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha, my cultivation is still shallow, and I cannot bear such a great gift from my little benefactor. Please get up!" The King of Wisdom said with a slight smile, and then turned half of his body. I don't know if he was deliberately mocking Zhang Wuji, or if he really didn't dare to accept Zhang Wuji.
"Five-body cast".
Zhang Wuji felt slightly angry, and his body instantly jumped up, staring directly at the King of Wisdom, "Who are you?"
King Wisdom still had a peaceful look on his face, slightly kind, bowed slightly and said, "Little Monk, King Wisdom Tree, the chief teacher of Persian Mingjiao, this is very polite."
Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel a little scared. He heard his adopted father Xie Xun tell him some information about the Chief Teacher's Wisdom Treasure Tree King. Before that, he only knew that this man was extremely resourceful and could make no mistakes. He was the chief strategist of the Persian Chief Teacher. Unexpectedly, he actually had
He has extraordinary internal strength, and just looking at his physical skills, he is definitely one of the best in the world.
"If I had known it, I would have informed Mr. Murong, and I would not have been so passive. If it was really impossible, I would have had no choice but to take away my adoptive father by force." Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly in his heart. Thinking this, he turned his wrist and his palm glowed red.
Daqi, but he has developed the Nine Yang Magic Skill.
The King of Wisdom immediately lit up his eyes and asked, "Little donor, you want to generate pure Zhiyang Qi. What kind of technique do you do?"
Zhang Wuji glared at him angrily and said calmly, "Nine Yang Divine Art."
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!" The King of Wisdom's face was filled with brilliance, and he kept saying the word "wonderful" three times, but he didn't know what the wonderful thing was.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's do it!" Zhang Wuji glanced at the battlefield on the side of his adoptive father, the Golden Retriever Lion King, from the corner of his eye. He saw that his body was leaning on one side and the other, struggling to hold on, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
The King of Wisdom shook his head, "It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate. People who are practicing monks should not hurt others at will, so as not to accumulate karma. Why don't we talk about it? If you win, I will let you go. You
If you lose, how about giving me the Nine Yang Divine Art?"
Zhang Wuji didn't expect that the other party had the idea of Nine Sun Magic Skills, and even proposed a chess game. If he could resolve the dispute in this way, it would be great, but now his adoptive father was in danger, and he himself
You absolutely don't dare to delay.
Immediately, regardless of whether the King of Wisdom was playing chess or not, he whispered "Senior, be careful", his hands blurred, and he slapped his hands several times in a row. The wind of his palms was hot and sharp, and the air around him exploded.
"Alas, why do people always look away?" King Wisdom shook his head and said, his face full of sorrow, and then he clasped his hands together and bowed his head deeply.
The other party was so polite and showed no precautions. Zhang Wuji felt that his behavior was really contrary to chivalry, so he immediately flicked his wrist and deflected the wind with his palm.
"Master Zhang, be careful!" Suddenly, Dai Qisi, who was already shrouded in smoke behind him, shouted softly.
Zhang Wuji was puzzled. Before he could ask "What are you careful about?" in his throat, he saw the King of Wisdom's smooth head suddenly shaking, and a sharp and strange force shot out in an instant.
This change happened very quickly. Before Zhang Wuji could make any move, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he had hit an iron ball. At that moment, his heart almost dropped into his stomach.
With a "poof", he vomited a large mouthful of blood, and Zhang Wuji flew backwards. With a few "crash" sounds, the firewood pile rack behind him was smashed into pieces. Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and his body was submerged.
Dai Qisi, who was tied to the pile of firewood, could not move her hands or feet, so she had no choice but to fall heavily to the ground along with the wooden frame, letting out a painful groan.
"Well, if I had listened to the monk's advice earlier, how could this have happened?" King Wisdom raised his head and sighed with a sad face again.
Murong Fu looked a little amused, but he was quite wary of this King of Wisdom. Even he didn't see clearly how the King of Wisdom used the move just now.
You must know that the human brain has very few meridians, mostly blood vessels. There are almost no exercises that can transfer internal force to the brain. Even if there are, it is an extremely dangerous method. If you are not careful, you will die immediately.
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Although there is Iron Tou Kung Fu in the Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains, it is also a purely external Kung Fu that is practiced horizontally and has nothing to do with the inner strength of Zhen Qi.
In addition, the King of Wisdom's internal strength was obviously much deeper than Zhang Wuji's, but he showed off his weakness and cleverly used strange moves, causing Zhang Wuji to change his moves and hold back, and then struck him away with one move that came first.
I don't know if he can really see through a person's character at a glance, or if it's just a coincidence. If he can really see through someone else's character at a glance, this person is really something.
As he was thinking, a faint red light emitted from the collapsed pile of firewood.
King Wisdom frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows, and chuckled softly, "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang", a red light flashed, sparks shot out, and pieces of wood suddenly shot out and hit the King of Wisdom.