The Golden Retriever Lion King of Wuxia

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Ten treasure kings surrounded Xie Xun and attacked Xie Xun from different directions.

Xie Xun lifted Tiyun Long, his figure flashed, jumped out of the encirclement, and fell behind a treasure king like a ghost, and an ice knife instantly appeared on his upper arm, slashing at the back of this treasure king.

“Bell~”

With a sound of metal impact, this treasure king actually wore soft armor, and the ice blade just cut through his clothes, revealing the golden soft armor inside, and I don’t know what material it was made of, with the sharpness of the ice blade, it was impossible to cut into it.

The other treasure kings immediately returned to their aid, and Xie Xun’s figure flashed and disappeared in place again.

After several rounds of fighting, Xie Xun saw that each of these treasure kings was wearing soft armor of special materials, which was very difficult.

But it is not impossible, these treasure kings above the neck and position, there is no soft armor protection, as long as Xie Xun is willing to kill, these treasure kings, one can not escape.

However, Xie Xun did not want to completely tear his face with the Persian Archdiocese, if he killed all the twelve treasure kings, then the Middle-earth Ming Sect and the Persian Archbishop would have an unending hatred.

“It seems that you can only use a trick.”

Xie Xun sighed in his heart, his phantom yin finger reached the Shocking Ancient Future, in addition to possessing the ability of cold ice, he also comprehended a unique move.

Xie Xun’s internal strength swelled, and the cold internal strength of the phantom yin finger, in an instant, all of it was concentrated on the fingers, and the space around the fingers was a little distorted by the violent chill and freezing.

“Ice Cube!”

I saw that Xie Xun flashed behind a treasure king, his finger lightly tapped the head of the treasure king, and strange things appeared.

A square, crystal-like ice cube appeared out of thin air, completely freezing this treasure king, unable to move a bit.

“Next!”

Xie Xun’s figure flashed quickly, so fast that it was difficult to catch the trace.

By the time Xie Xun stood in place again, all ten treasure kings had been frozen, and each treasure king was locked up in a reassuring ice coffin, which looked very strange.

A series of ten times of the Ice Cube’s trick, the consumption of Xie Xun is also particularly large, the internal strength in the body, almost not much left, look up, the wisdom king without martial arts, actually disappeared, can’t help but be wary.

“Boom~”

Xie Xun heard the sound of mechanical gears rolling under his feet, and his heart lifted the ladder, and he was about to leave the place in a flash.

Unfortunately, Xie Xun was still one step late, and he was in mid-air, and the ground under his feet cracked one after another huge cracks.

Inside each crack, there were chains flying wide, quickly thinking about Xie Xun in mid-air and entangled it.

It happened too suddenly, Xie Xun was in mid-air, he didn’t have time to turn, and a dozen thick iron chains blocked all the directions he could move from all directions.

Xie Xun couldn’t imagine that he was still careless, the Persian Archbian could dominate the Persian region for hundreds of years without falling, and how could he be defeated by himself so easily.

That Wisdom King, who did not understand martial arts at all, was indeed a scholar who was good at mechanical principles, and he used mechanical principles to create such a powerful mechanism far beyond human power, which was locked by more than a dozen arm-thick iron chains, even if Xie Xun’s martial arts were high, he could not break free.

Xie Xun is like wrapping rice dumplings, strangled by iron cables, it is difficult to move his fingers, and the chains are constantly tightened under the drive of machinery buried in the ground, and it won’t be long before Xie Xun will be strangled into a ball of meat sauce by iron chains.

The Wisdom King stroked his beard, smiled proudly and said in classical Chinese: “Look at Er waiting for the night, you dare to underestimate my chief teacher!” Use Ru’s blood today…”

“Enough, stop!”

A beautiful voice interrupted the words of the Wisdom King.

The curtain at the top of the hall was lifted, and a young woman in a black shirt, from the position of the head of the sect, stood up, kicked the ground, and her whole body flew up.

The woman flew all the way to Xie Xun’s side, with thousands of flowers and petals floating around her body, like a fairy under the ordinary, but the black clothes she was wearing did not match her temperament.

These seemingly weak flowers and petals magically cut on the chain chains, and all the chain chains were cut into pieces against common sense.

Xie Xun raised his head, looked at the flowers and petals floating in the sky, and said in a tone without surprise or joy: “Is this the real martial art hidden behind the Qiankun Great Movement Parchment Roll… Daisy…”

Daisy, who was dressed in a black shirt, stared at Xie Xun with a cold face, nodded, and said in a tone without a trace of emotion: “Well, this is a divine skill called the Tianlan Sutra, which was created by the founding ancestor of the Ming Sect, and later lost to the Ming Sect in Middle Earth because of the coup within the Archdiocese, hidden in the parchment roll of the Qiankun Great Heart Transfer Method. ”

Xie Xun laughed self-deprecatingly and said, “Actually, I should have thought a long time ago that the sleeves of the twelve treasure kings are tied with black silk trims, black represents mourning in Persia, and the old sect leader is dead, and you, the holy girl who has made great achievements, naturally took over as the new sect leader.” ”

Daisy pursed her mouth and was silent without speaking.

The head of the Persian archbishop shall not marry for life, shall not have affection with any man for life, and shall remain holy until he dies.

As the sun set, the fiery red sun stained the entire horizon, and soon it was getting dark, and it was supposed to be the time to stay, but this was the time for Xie Xun to leave Persia.

More than a dozen young and beautiful maids waited next to a gorgeous domed palanquin, looking at Xie Xun in front of him with his back to him.

The people inside the dome palanquin, through the gauze curtain, gave a few orders to a maid next to them.

The maid nodded, held a tray in her hand, and walked towards Xie Xun.

Inside the tray was a circle of parchment rolls, as well as six sacred flames of different lengths and sizes, seemingly transparent and non-transparent, with faint flames flying and changing colors.

The maid smiled softly at Xie Xun and said, “The sect leader said, let you bring these two things back to Middle-earth, she said that she hopes that you can reorganize the Ming Sect.” “_

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