The Holy Fire Token is neither gold nor jade, and is extremely hard in texture. The lengths of the tokens vary greatly, and they appear to be transparent. There seems to be a faint flame flying in the token, but in fact the token reflects the light and changes in color. Each token is engraved with different details.
There are few Persian words to understand its deep meaning, even if it is translated, it will take a lot of time.
But Zhang Wuji knew that in order to get out of the predicament, he had to find out the source of Persian martial arts, so he said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Miss Zhou, please place the heavenly sword on the neck of King Ping, and try to delay the moment as much as possible."
Zhao received the Holy Fire Order and immediately started to translate it. However, the Persians suddenly became anxious and attacked even more fiercely. Everyone could only resist desperately, wondering where Zhang Wuji had made a breakthrough! The martial arts on the Holy Fire Order were actually far inferior to those of those
They just thought it was too weird and different from the martial arts of the Central Plains, and everyone couldn't adapt to it for a while. As Zhao translated word for word, Zhang Wuji became more and more understanding of the above martial arts, and became more and more comfortable in dealing with the three foreigners.
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When Zhao was halfway through the translation, Zhang Wuji was already doing a good job in dealing with the three of them, but Zeng Yi and others were still the same, struggling to resist. If the four of them hadn't had some tricks up their sleeves, they might have been defeated!
It turns out that these six Holy Fire Tokens were cast by Huoshan, the "Old Man of the Mountain" in Persia, and were engraved with the essence of his lifelong martial arts. The six Holy Fire Tokens were introduced to the Middle Kingdom at the same time as the Mingjiao, and became the talismans of the leader of the Mingjiao in the Middle Earth. After a long time,
No one in the Mingjiao of China can recognize the Persian characters. Decades ago, the Holy Fire Order was taken away by a beggar gang, passed on to Persian merchants, and then flowed into the Persian Mingjiao. The Persian chief priest studied the characters on it, and for decades,
Everyone with higher positions in the teaching profession has made rapid progress in martial arts.
After a while, Zhao finally finished translating all the words on the Holy Fire Order. At this time, Zhang Wuji was already very good at dealing with the three foreigners, and gradually gained the upper hand. If the situation continues, it won't take many rounds for Zhang Wuji to be able to
Get these people!
But just when everyone was rejoicing, suddenly there was a stiff roar from behind, "Please send our church members quickly, and we can spare your life. In our eyes, these church members are like pigs and dogs.
What's the use of putting a knife on his neck? If you have the courage, you can kill him. There are thousands of people like him in the Persian Holy Religion, so what's the point of killing just one or two?"
Zeng Yi looked back and saw that the warship had arrived at the shore not far away, with a group of Persians standing on it, each holding a bow and arrow and aiming at everyone!
Naturally, his tricks could not deceive everyone. Zhao Min said loudly: "You can release them, and you will send Dai Qisi to the ship quickly."
The two sides went back and forth, argued for a few words, and finally decided to exchange hostages! After exchanging the purple-shirted Dragon King, Zhao couldn't bear it anymore and threw himself into Dai Qisi's arms. At this time, Zhang Wuji and others appeared, and the two
The person actually looks very imaginary!
Although the purple-robed Dragon King had returned and retreated beyond the range of the enemy's bows and arrows, the danger was still not eliminated. After picking up Leng, the Persians disembarked. There were hundreds of them, and most of them were wearing clothes.
Armor, holding a bow and arrow bsp; "I didn't expect that the Persian Ming Cult is so powerful that they can organize such a team!"
Everyone stared at those people with serious expressions. Dai Qisi said: "Master Zhang, you don't need to panic. When the Persians arrive, Zhao and I will have our own ways to deal with it. Even though the purple-robed Dragon King is a female, he knows
One person works and one person is responsible, and I will never bring trouble to you. Master Zhang and Third Brother Xie treat me with the utmost loyalty. Dai Qisi has thanked me here."
After a while, the hundreds of people slowly came forward. At this time, Dai Qisi suddenly spoke a few words in Persian with a very serious tone. The people were startled, and then they also answered a few words in Persian. The two asked questions.
After answering for more than a dozen words, those people stopped. Dai Qisi said: "Master Zhang, Zhao and I will go over first. Please wait for a moment."
The Purple Shirt Dragon King and Zhao walked away for a long time and did not come back. Everyone who was waiting was a little upset. They even suspected that the two had betrayed everyone and they still didn't come back. They waited for a while before the two appeared again.
Zhao waved his hands and said: "Master Zhang, please rest assured. The Persian Ming Cult is determined not to harm Mr. Zhang." Zhao Min asked: "Why?" Zhao said: "Don't worry, everyone. If he has the intention of harming each other, how can Zhao be worthy of Mr. Zhang?"
Xie Xunhu said: "Zhao, have you become the leader of the Persian Ming Cult?"
Zhao lowered his eyebrows and did not answer. After a moment, two crystal tears suddenly fell from his big eyes. In an instant, Zhang Wuji's ears buzzed. He had guessed 70% to 80% of all the causes and consequences, and his heart was filled with confusion.
Sad but grateful, he said: "Zhao, you did all this for me!" Zhao started sideways, not daring to meet his eyes.
In this way, the two stood there in silence for a long time, "Sir, this is the last time. From now on, we are thousands of miles apart from east to west, and we will never see each other again."
"Zhao..."
Seeing such a scene, the boss was a little moved and said: "Why don't we help them? If we call in the Jiaolong now, we can definitely destroy the Persian warships!"
"When did you become so sentimental? Are you also attracted to love? Aren't you afraid that Buddha will slap you to death?" Lao San rolled his eyes at him and said!
The fourth child stared at Zhou Zhiruo behind Zhang Wuji for a few times and said: "This is inappropriate! Our biggest target is the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber. If we intervene at this time, there may be changes, so it's better not to meddle in other people's business!"
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"Yes, don't disturb the plot. If Zhou Zhiruo doesn't take action and Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun are here, let's not even think about the Dragon Sword and Heavenly Sword!"
The boss just said it casually. Listening to what the fourth said, it doesn’t matter much! The goal of the four of them from beginning to end is the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword, and they don’t even care much about the secret book inside.
Although the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon and the Nine Yin Manual are good, are the four people still lacking in their unique skills?
In the end, Zhao followed the Persians and left. Zhang Wuji didn't know what to say, so he just stood on the shore blankly. He only heard the horn sounding on the big ship Zhao was riding on, and the ship was sailing away, and it was getting farther and farther away. But Zhao was seen.
Standing quietly on the bow of the ship, he stared blankly at Zhang Wuji's ship. The sea between the two of them became wider and wider, and finally Zhao's ship became a black one. Finally, the sea became pitch black, and the wind blew across the sails, still making a whimpering sound.
"Hey, what a good girl, she just left like this. Zhang Wuji is so blessed that he doesn't know how lucky he is. If it were me, I would have captured this girl long ago! Do you regret it now?" Lao San looked at Zhao who was leaving.
