Longevity begins with a proud smile

Chapter 209
As Zhuo Lingfeng finished speaking, the ship was as quiet as death. Some of the Persians were holding on to the handles of their swords, and some were holding their bows and arrows, but no one had the courage to draw their swords and shoot arrows.

In just a split second, he had captured the Holy Fire Order and defeated the Three Envoys of Fengyun, all in one go, displaying unparalleled power.

The Persians' hearts trembled, as if their souls had left their bodies, and the air around them seemed to condense.

The Persians are naturally very familiar with the power of the Three Envoys of Fengyun, otherwise they would not have the idea of ​​subduing the Mingjiao of China with them.

However, Zhuo Lingfeng beat the three of them to death with just a few moves, and used his volley palm power to treat them like playthings. His martial arts skills were so high that it was beyond imagination.

Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, several elders of the Beggar Clan, and even Xie Xun and Granny Jinhua who were hiding in the cabin also secretly thought that if they were to fight against the three of them, they might be defeated before they could see the moves clearly.

Only then did the Beggar Clan crowd shout: "The leader of the Beggar Clan is mighty!"

The Persian man who knew Chinese spoke a few words to the leader sitting on the chair, and the leader gave some instructions.

Everyone didn't know what they were saying, but suddenly they heard Grandma Jinhua speaking in an old voice from the cabin: "This is the Equal King among the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings. He wants to scare us..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the Persian say angrily: "Hurry up and release our fellow believers, and then kowtow and confess your sins, otherwise you will surely die without a burial place!"

In an instant, the warriors on the Persian ship lined up, lit torches, held strong bows, and set up rockets. Several cannons also began to fill with gunpowder.

Zhuo Lingfeng said: "Watch them!" He inserted the six Holy Fire Tokens into his waist, Zhangbo Longtou, Ji, and Zheng rushed out, picked up the Three Envoys of Fengyun and put their weapons on their necks.

At the same time, Zhuo Lingfeng's shoulders swayed slightly, like light smoke, and he flew up diagonally in the air. His waist dipped sharply in mid-air, and his body swept out. As soon as he performed the "Golden Wild Goose Crossing the Sky" movement in the "Golden Wild Goose Kung Fu". , the momentum is like a dragon flying over the clouds, and the crowd suddenly bursts into laughter like thunder.

Not to mention that the members of the Beggar Clan and the Persians had never met before, even Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but be startled.

But the Persians suddenly shouted and fired all the rockets at Zhuo Lingfeng. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to breathe out. Their hearts were in their throats. They secretly thought that if they were in mid-air, what would happen to them? He couldn't stop the arrow with a breath of energy, and he had to fall into the sea, which made everyone sweat for him.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Lingfeng held the bamboo in his chest, stretched out his right hand lightly, and a green light burst out from his waist. The bright light was the dog-beating stick, the holy object of the Beggar Clan.

When Zhuo Lingfeng waved, it was as fast as lightning, and the green light flashed, but after hearing a "chichichacha" sound, these rockets were like stars, thousands of points, all floating down towards the sea.

At this time, Zhuo Lingfeng had fallen down like a meteor, and the moment he landed before him, he took a breath and struck out with a chopping palm force. Several Persian warriors standing on the bow suddenly I felt a hidden force pushing towards me, and was inexplicably knocked away.

Dozens of Persians on the ship immediately went into chaos. They drew their weapons and surrounded them, but Zhuo Lingfeng landed on the bow of the ship and rushed straight towards King Ping Baoshu.

His dog-beating stick technique was exquisite and his body was so impressive that seven or eight Persian warriors had already been hit on their acupuncture points by him, just like dolls.

The Prince of Pingping was ashamed and angry. He pressed the chair with one hand, jumped up, and turned around to leave. Zhuo Lingfeng sneered and said, "Stay!" He waved his palm, and the wind of his palm swept away several Persian believers.

King Pingping turned to one side and suddenly saw a green light flying towards him, as if it was aiming at his temple. He immediately blocked it with his left hand, rotated his body, and quickly slashed at Zhuo Lingfeng's Tianling Cap with his right hand like a knife.

He was tall and burly, and his palm was as powerful as an axe, wishing he could split Zhuo Lingfeng's head in half.

However, Zhuo Lingfeng let out a long laugh: "Let you barbarians know what it means to truly attack the east and attack the west!"

When he turned his feet, the position of the man and the stick immediately changed. The dog-beating stick was like a flying bird. It flew around his palm and pointed at the "Lingtai point" on his back. King Ping Ping's martial arts was not as good as that of Fengyun Sanshi. Shang Zhuo Lingfeng had no room to use at all, he screamed and his acupuncture point was poked.

Zhuo Lingfeng sucked back his left hand, pulled back the dog-beating stick, and inserted it into his waist. He grabbed King Pingping's wrist with his right palm, swung his body left and right, drew huge circles, and pounced forward. The Persians were forced to retreat.

King Ping Ping was as powerful as a tiger, and all his subordinates knew that. Seeing that he was being used as a weapon like a sheep, they obviously had completely lost the ability to resist. They were all horrified, but the leader was captured, so how could he not A loyal person?

Just as a few Persians were about to step forward with the camera, Zhuo Lingfeng mentioned the King of Pingping, flew up to the cabin, and sneered at them: "Whoever dares to step forward, do it like this!" He made a false strike with his palm.

With a "Crack" sound, the auxiliary pole of the mast was directly broken, and he put his hand on King Ping Ping's head, trying to chop it down.

When a group of Persian believers saw that his palm was so powerful and landed on King Ping's head, it was not a big deal, so they hurriedly retreated, not daring to get close.

But all of a sudden, there was a chaos of shouts and horns on the seaside. Other Persian ships came closer, and people on each ship shouted loudly. Although Zhuo Lingfeng didn't understand a word, he saw that no one was trying to get on the ship. I guess the other side was worried about this. King Pingping did not dare to attack for a while.

Zhuo Lingfeng flew down the deck and said with a smile: "Come with me now!" Dragging King Pingping with him, he rushed out.

King Pingping's whole body was numb and he couldn't move. He was dragging him forward. Zhuo Lingfeng had just reached the bow and was about to jump back to his own boat when he suddenly heard a roar behind him. It was the sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air, and it was coming with great force.

Zhuo Lingfeng waved his left sleeve up and down in an arc, rolled up all the hidden weapons in his sleeve, and then waved his sleeve, and what fell on the deck was a three-inch-long copper nail.

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, and a tall and thin man rushed out, holding a short sword in each hand, and rushed towards Zhuo Lingfeng.

Zhuo Lingfeng frowned, waved his sleeves, and several nails shot out in six directions, flying quickly in front of the visitor.

This man swung his swords into the wind, the clanking sound was heart-stirring, and none of the six nails hit the mark.

Everyone was dumbfounded and fell silent for a moment. Zhuo Lingfeng also felt a chill in his heart. He didn't expect that there were such masters in the Persian Ming Cult.

It turns out that this man is the ever-victorious King of Baoshu, who ranks first in martial arts among the twelve kings of Persia.

He opened the hidden weapon, his palms were slightly numb, he shouted loudly, and came over again, Zhuo Lingfeng shouted: "Go on!"

Throwing one hand outward, he threw the King of Pingping into his boat, and the other hand turned into a claw, using his grasping hand to block the swords of the Changsheng King.

Zhangbo Longtou flew up and caught the King of Pingping firmly. He felt that this man seemed to be light and he did not feel any shock. He secretly admired Zhuo Lingfeng's magical skills.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Lingfeng was already fighting with the Ever-Victorious Treasure Tree King. The light and shadow were rolling, and the fight was extremely fierce.

Both of them had unusual martial arts skills. Although their attacks were fierce, they changed their moves faster. They passed three moves as fast as lightning, but their swords did not touch each other, and Zhuo Lingfeng was forced to retreat. After taking three steps, everyone was shocked.

The Persian barbarians cheered like thunder, cheering for their ever-victorious king.

The Ever-Victorious King's martial arts skills are unparalleled by other treasure tree kings. He is seen dancing, his arms are rising and falling, and his swords are like lightning. The changes are wonderful, and the true and false are unpredictable. With the fastest technique, he can In an instant, they merged into one and attacked at the same time. Unexpectedly, they forced Zhuo Lingfeng three steps forward, trying to make him fall into the sea.

Zhuo Lingfeng secretly cheered: "This Persian barbarian is so lucky!"

But after he retreated to the side of the ship, he seemed to be pinned. No matter how the Changsheng King attacked, he could never be forced into the sea.

Seeing that King Pingping had fallen into the hands of others, the Changsheng King was extremely anxious and fired three moves in a row like lightning. Just before his sword arrived, Zhuo Lingfeng lowered his left palm and swung it out suddenly, and a fierce palm wind swept him away. The sleeves of the Changsheng King were flying, and his body couldn't help but spin. He took a step to the left and wanted to jump diagonally.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Lingfeng had already made a good plan. The figure suddenly swayed in front of him, his right palm shot out quickly, and a strong wind surged in like a mountain.

The Ever-Victorious King's bottom plate has not yet stabilized, and his energy is closed. He is extremely frightened. He is about to move away, but his left wrist tightens, and is unexpectedly held by Zhuo Lingfeng's right hand. His left hand shakes the wrist and twists and snatches the Ever-Victorious King. The daggers in both hands were snatched away.

The ever-victorious king is known as the "always victorious" and has never met an opponent in his life. However, at this moment, Zhuo Lingfeng shocked and snatched him away, and he was disarmed in an instant. This was really unprecedented, and his heart sank.

When everyone in the Beggar Clan saw this, their cheers were like thunder, but the Persians were shocked and angry, and were about to rush to fight with them, when they suddenly saw Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes flashing brightly. .The ever-victorious king's wrist was grabbed by Zhuo Lingfeng, like an iron hoop, and he felt powerless for a moment. He felt that his fame in his life had been lost, and his heart was as cold as ice for an instant, and he was stunned on the spot.

Seeing his expression, Zhuo Lingfeng knew that he had been defeated by a few of his moves, and felt a huge difference in his heart. He was in front of all his subordinates. He sighed softly, put the two swords into his hands, and let go. Wrist, said loudly: "No one in the world today can force me to take three steps back. If you lose at the hands of me, Zhuo Lingfeng, your face will not be harmed at all!"

Then he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your advice, we will meet again later." A piece of ship plank floated under his feet, three feet away, and he returned to his own ship.

The ever-victorious king thought that his reputation had been lost and he would be taken hostage. He looked gloomy, but he was let go. He was greatly surprised.

After hearing the translation, he knew that the young man in plain clothes was not only a strange man with special skills, but also a man of noble moral character, so he bowed respectfully to Zhuo Lingfeng.

Suddenly, the sound of horns was heard, and a large ship slowly arrived. Twelve large embroidered gold flags were planted on the deck of the ship.

There were twelve tiger-skin chairs on the deck of the ship. The third and sixth chairs were empty, and the other ten were occupied. Changsheng Wang Fei got on the ship and sat on the third chair.

The big ship stopped when it got close, and the Eleven Treasure Tree Kings gathered together for a secret discussion.

Zhao Min said: "I don't know what the name of this Twelve Treasure Tree King is."

Xie Xun's voice came from the cabin and said: "This is the first great sage of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings. The two are wisdom, the third is victorious, the fourth is fire control, the fifth is diligence, the sixth is equality, and the seventh is confidence. The eighth is to suppress evil, the ninth is to be upright, the tenth to be meritorious, the eleventh to be united, and the twelve to be clear.”

Zhou Zhiruo nodded and said, "The person who fought against Big Brother just now is the Ever-Victorious Treasure Tree King."

Yin Lichi smiled: "This is the end of this reputation of everlasting victory."

Although she didn't leave the cabin, she saw the two fighting through the gap.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Brother captures and releases each other, showing kindness and power at the same time. The Persian Mingjiao should know how powerful it is!"

Zhao Min also nodded and said: "Yes, if this Treasure Tree King is enough, there is no big difference between capturing one and two. It's better to let one go as a favor!"

Zhuo Lingfeng smiled and said: "I didn't think so deeply, I just don't think anyone is ready to fight to the death.

His martial arts skills are even better than those of the Three Heroes of Fengyun, and he is obviously very popular among the Persians. I will just defeat him. If I take him alive, his reputation will be gone for the rest of his life. There is no need to do it! "

Zhao Min snorted: "I'm afraid he won't appreciate it!"

Zhou Zhiruo said calmly: "Big brother can take him once, but he can take him twice or three times, so why should he appreciate it!"

Zhao Min wanted to speak, but he heard the Great Sage Baoshu King sitting in the middle shout loudly, and the ships on all sides roared with thunder and horns. More than ten Persian ships surrounded him, and the cannons on each ship were aimed at Zhuo Min. Ling Fengren's ship.

There were Persians standing on the side of every ship, with swords flashing and torches burning. There were countless people densely packed.

Zhuo Lingfeng was secretly frightened. Not to mention the cannons fired by the ships, hundreds of people were swarming towards them. He had three heads and six arms, and it was difficult for him to resist them. Even if he could escape with his superb martial arts, he would not be able to protect others.

At this tense moment, the King of Wisdom said in Chinese: "Chinese martial arts are indeed miraculous and unpredictable. Well, you can send our followers quickly, and we can spare your life."

In our eyes, these church members are like pigs and dogs. What's the use of holding a knife to their neck?
If you have the guts, you can kill that person.There are thousands of such people in the Persian Holy Religion, so what’s the point of killing one or two? "

Zhao Min said: "You don't need to speak big words to deceive us. We know that this person is the King of the Treasure Tree of Equality. The Three Envoys of Fengyun also have a very high status among you Mingjiao. You said that person is like You are like a pig or a dog, what you said is wrong, a big mistake!"

The King of Wisdom frowned and said: "There are 360 ​​Treasure Tree Kings in the Holy Religion, and the King of Pingping ranks 359th. We have 200 envoys. These three envoys of Fengyun have average martial arts, ranking 110th among the [-]th. You guys are waiting soon. Kill him quickly."

Zhao Min clapped his hands and said: "Very good, very good!"

Zhuo Lingfeng said with a long smile: "The Persian chief minister is just mediocre. In that case, I will kill this person first, and then kill the three envoys of Fengyun, so that the fish will die and the net will be broken!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pinched King Ping Ping's neck. He squeezed his hand hard, and King Ping Ping couldn't breathe out. He whined, his face was red, his ears were red, and his expression was frightened.

King Wisdom glared at Zhuo Lingfeng and said, "Do you really dare to kill anyone?" His voice trembled slightly.

Zhuo Lingfeng sneered and said: "Why don't you dare? After I kill them, and then get on the boat to fight with you, if you want us to die, are you prepared to die at least half of them?"

His voice was like a dragon's roar, resounding on the spot. Everyone saw his magical power, but now his eyes were like cold lightning, making everyone in Persia feel horrified and uncomfortable.

When the King of Wisdom heard this, his expression changed. He gritted his teeth and said loudly: "In that case, let's make a deal. You will sacrifice our fellow believers and the Holy Fire Order, and we will forgive your sins. Then you can sail on your own!"

Zhuo Lingfeng smiled and said: "These words are used to deceive people. I will not let go of anyone. If you want them and the Holy Fire Order, I will return them to you when we get to Middle-earth!"

The King of Wisdom said angrily: "How can this be true? How can it be true? You are just talking nonsense!"

Zhuo Lingfeng said: "If I release people now and you fire artillery bombardment, what will happen to us?

We, the Beggar Gang, have no grudges against your Persian Ming Cult. When I get to land, I will naturally let them go. "

The eleventh king murmured, took off his robes, and put on soft armor. Eleven strange-shaped weapons were presented to the left and right of the eleventh king. Suddenly he heard Grandma Jinhua say: "Zhuo Gang Leader, pay attention! They have issued an order: The three kings are coming to attack you, the three kings are coming to capture the King of Ping, and the remaining five kings are coming to capture the people around you."

Zhuo Lingfeng saw only eleven treasure tree kings, each wearing shining golden armor and holding weapons in hand, jumping on the boat.

Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, and the elders of the Beggar Clan held weapons respectively and placed them on the necks of the three envoys.

Seeing this scene, the eleven kings jumped on the bow of the boat, but they did not dare to approach it. They formed a half-moon shape, watching eagerly, waiting for the opportunity to move.Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min and others felt frightened when they saw the hideous appearance and tall stature of these eleven kings.

Zhuo Lingfeng said: "In this case, don't blame me for being ruthless, we will all perish together!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and suddenly a single sword bounced out of the Beggar Clan disciple's hand. He stretched out his finger and flicked it, clang, and the single sword flew out with a diagonal stab, like a rainbow, and pierced the ship's wall on the opposite side.

The eleven Baoshu Kings were startled. The King of Merit was the closest, and he swung his sword and struck across the sword.

With a clang, the power of this magical snap of his fingers was so powerful that King Gongde flew the knife away, but his wrist was immediately numb as if he had received an electric shock. He hurriedly retreated with the help of a jump.

Zhuo Lingfeng said coldly: "If you want to rely on the crowd to come here, I will first kill King Ping Ping and the three envoys of Fengyun, then sink all the boats, and let everyone feed the fish together. There are only a few dozen of us in total, but you have There are thousands of people, no matter what, this business is not a loss!"

The Eleventh King was forced by his look, and when he heard the Wisdom King's translation, he was immediately frightened. They had originally thought about scuttling the other party's ship, but if they threw a rat-proof weapon, King Pingping and the other four would have to die. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Lingfeng also To sink their ship.

They had just witnessed Zhuo Lingfeng's light kung fu and martial arts, and had just experienced the power of Zhuo Lingfeng's finger. They knew that his inner strength was profound and difficult to find in the world. They could block one of his ejection weapons, but in a melee, what would happen? Can it block them all?

Once this ship is leaked, no matter how many people the Ming Cult has, and no matter how many ships they have, it will be a lose-lose outcome.

(End of this chapter)