City Marshal

The king of Tibet does not know martial arts, this is the consensus of the whole palace.

But the old woman is an unrivaled master in the hearts of everyone, because her powerful aura in daily life always makes people unconsciously think that the butler is mighty and domineering. Why should the king of Tibet value her for 50 years?

So seeing the old woman being killed by Perseus without any resistance, the power of the Tibetan Palace and Mei Duo were all taken aback for a moment, as if they didn't expect the butler to be so vulnerable?Then they were worried about the safety of the king of Tibet. If Mei Duo hadn't been dragged by Baima Tashi, she would have jumped from the window.

The rest of the elite of the Tibetan Palace also rushed to the line of defense desperately, trying to kill and rescue the master.

Unexpectedly, when everyone was stunned and anxious, the king of Zao played a magical makeover, bursting out with a strength that no one had ever seen before, the gleam in his eyes, the murderous look wrapped in the crutches, and the simple and simple... The broken words of the single shocked everyone present.

"break!"

When the sound of the word fell, King Zao's crutches had already pointed at Perseus's heart, and the speed of the strike was so fast and accurate that Perseus could not dodge at all. Under the pressure, even the followers on both sides felt energetic, and his eyes felt like needles.

Be fooled by the old guy!

At this moment, Perseus realized that the old woman was just a pawn or cannon fodder, and the king of Tibet was the real unworldly master. In a real contest, the Indian fierce god is not afraid of the king of Tibet.

But now that he had lost the opportunity due to a misjudgment, Perseus had to be dignified.

Facing the critical moment of life and death, Perseus did not withdraw his strength to defend or evade, and the excessive venting energy made it difficult for him to do the opposite, so he gritted his teeth just now, and used his remaining strength to confront Zao , to vent out all the cultivation bases of a lifetime.

"boom!"

The King of Zao's crutches collided head-on with Perseus's arm, and the two of them crossed like two sharp swords. The huge collision made a muffled sound like thunder, and the grass under their feet was smashed into pieces and scattered in the air. , The figures of the two people were all in the grass clippings, making it impossible to see clearly for a while.

The grass clippings gradually dissipated, and the two faced each other at a strange angle, but what Perseus left for everyone was a tall and straight back, he stood with his head up at the original position of the king of Zao, and sighed in a faint tone Said: "King of Tibet, King of Tibet, I still underestimate you after all."

"The king of Tibet doesn't know how to fight, hahaha...the king of Tibet doesn't know how to fight!"

Speaking of this inexplicably, Perseus jumped out of the side wall in a flash, his clothes fluttered, and he disappeared into the night like a giant bird. Immediately afterwards, there were four or five screams from a distance, obviously It was Perseus who killed it, which also showed that the Indian evil spirit had escaped.

While Perseus was talking and leaving, the King of Tibet was standing like a javelin, with his crutches half-raised in the air as steady as Mount Tai. Medo Dolma rushed out of the room while everyone was stunned, and then shot four arrows with bow and arrow. Shoot the man in black who was abandoned by Perseus in surprise.

"Ah! Ah!"

The two masters died tragically under Medo Dolma's divine arrow in an instant.

And the remaining four men in black at the door also lost their fighting spirit after Perseus abandoned them. In front of King Zao, he wiped the tears from his complexion and shouted, "Dad, are you alright?"

The King of Tibet's imposing presence in the world has not weakened in the slightest, but there are two red tides on the faces of many old people with dark spots in an instant. Looking at the direction where Perseus disappeared, he slowly lowered the crutches he held in mid-air , sighed softly: "What a fierce Indian god."

"Dad, are you alright?"

Medo Dolma looked at her father and smiled gratifiedly: "I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

A trace of inconspicuous sadness flashed across King Zao's face, then his body shook, and he could no longer hold back his bloody spray, his body fell backwards like cotton, and was thrown in mid-air Mei Duo Zhuoma and Bai Ma Zhaxi came up to catch them, and the crutches were also grabbed by Hidden Dragon.

"dad……"

At dawn, the sun rises on the horizon.

Chu Tian, ​​who had already taken a hot bath and changed his clothes, came out of Rong Rong's residence after eating a few steamed buns and steamed buns. He had been back to the Tibetan King's Mansion for four hours. In the battle, the old forces of the Tibetan Palace were basically lost.

Yesterday, [-] elites from the Palace of the King of Tibet went out to work in various places in the Tibetan area, and they did not return to the mountain city to defend and guard until the morning. Naturally, all the people working these days were newcomers, so those who stayed in the mountain city last night were all veteran elites. Only their strength consumed the men in black.

This is a big loss for the Tibetan Palace!

But for Medo Dolma and Rongrong, it may not be a good thing. Without the hands and feet of the old courtiers, it is easier for Medo Dolma to control the Tibetan Palace, and it is easier to cultivate a group of confidants of her own, and let the old and new powers Alternation will not be out of any hidden danger or protest.

So Chutian had mixed feelings about the death and injury at the Tibetan Palace last night.

At the same time, Chu Tian was surprised by the dominance of the king of Tibet. According to all the information, the king of Tibet was not good at martial arts, and the king of Tibet had never shown it in the past few decades. Therefore, he heard that he relied on the old woman's blindfold and strength last night. After repelling Perseus, Chu Tian was shocked deeply.

How tenacious is he who has practiced his skills all his life but endured it without showing it?

So when he heard that the king of Tibet who woke up wanted to see him, Chutian hurried to the mansion.

When Chutian stepped into the room filled with sandalwood scent, several leaders of the Tibetan King's Mansion and Mei Duo Zhuoma were standing in front of the big bed, listening to the Tibetan King's order: "Mei Duo, you must firmly Kun, the chief steward and their corpses were sent to Lhasa, and we asked the great lama to help with the sky burial."

"They have followed me for so many years, and they should be honored for their loyalty."

Mei Duo lowered her head slightly: "Dad, don't worry, I will arrange it."

The king of Tibet nodded in relief, then turned his eyes to Pema Tashi and sighed: "Tashi, Mei Duo is naturally impulsive and brave, but you happen to have a calm nature, which can be seen from the prayer beads you wear. Color recognition, you need to assist and advise Mei Duo more in the future."

"clear."

Baima Zhaxi pursed his lips: "I will help Mei Duo well."

A smile flashed across King Zao's face, and he added meaningfully: "Very good! Very good! It's good that you can accept your fate, some things in this world are destined by the heavens, and you can't get them by fighting for them. Well, even if you gain something you lose twice as much."

Before Baima Zhaxi could respond, he caught sight of Chutian standing there, and waved lightly: "You all go out, there were serious casualties last night and many buildings were destroyed, you must quickly deal with the mess, don't let The families of the dead and injured are chilling, go, go out and do things."

"I want to talk to the young marshal."

Medo Dolma and the others nodded slightly, then took a look at Chu Tian and left with a smile. After the group of people had left, the king of Zao dissipated his strenuous posture, like a piece of rotten wood fell on the pillow Coughing, Chu Tian hurriedly handed him a tissue, and King Zao wiped it and saw that it was covered in blood.

"I can't do it, I'm going to die!"

The king of Tibet made no secret of his dying days. He leaned on the pillow and looked at Chu Tian with cloudy eyes and sighed: "I was already dying. Even if I didn't fight Perseus, I would die in a year or two. Fighting with all my strength now, I am afraid that I will live for a month at most."

"Do you regret it?"

Chu Tian didn't say anything consoling. He believed that it was meaningless to be false with the king of Tibet, so he directly asked the words that the king of Tibet wanted to vent. Sure enough, the king of Tibet's eyes lit up instantly, shook his head and smiled: "Regret? Why do you regret it? I thought I would bring my skills into the coffin."

"Who knows that I can still show it when I am old, and I am fighting against the Indian fierce god."

The king of Tibet was relieved like a child, coughing and added: "I killed so much last night, not to mention that I can last a month, even if I die immediately, I will not regret it; the most important point is that Persius' left The arm should have been broken by me, you can find him and kill him."

"He cut off my vitality, I cut off his hand, it's worth it!"

Chu Tian nodded: "Don't worry! I will definitely kill him!"

All forces in China and India are looking for Perseus, who is at the end of his rope.

A gratified smile crossed the face of the King of Tibet, and then he closed the paper towel and threw it into the trash can without leaving a trace, and then said to Chu Tian: "Persius must be found and killed, so that the King of Tibet's mansion will not be in danger. In danger, after all, the revenge of the Indian evil god is hard to resist."

Chu Tian smiled: "Understood."

"Although Perseus is scary, I came to you today because of other important matters!"

The old king of Tibet raised his face full of age spots, and said word by word: "It's about those men in black! Although they are not as skilled as Par Wumang, they are all quite domineering masters. I have seen them fight His movements are all lay disciples from the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains."

"There are Shaolin, Emei, Huashan, Bagua, and Xingyi."

The King of Tibet's expression became solemn, and his voice became cold: "The appearance of these masters is terrifying in itself, but the most terrifying thing is to gather their strength. Although Perseus is honored in high places in India, he must gather in the Celestial Dynasty. It is impossible for the masters of the three mountains and five mountains."

Chu Tian seemed to have caught something: "Then who has this ability?"

"Zonghui! Eunuch Dai!"

The king of Tibet waved his hand with certainty: "Chutian, trust me!" The king of Tibet does not know martial arts, this is the consensus of the whole palace.

But the old woman is an unrivaled master in the hearts of everyone, because her powerful aura in daily life always makes people unconsciously think that the butler is mighty and domineering. Why should the king of Tibet value her for 50 years?

So seeing the old woman being killed by Perseus without any resistance, the power of the Tibetan Palace and Mei Duo were all taken aback for a moment, as if they didn't expect the butler to be so vulnerable?Then they were worried about the safety of the king of Tibet. If Mei Duo hadn't been dragged by Baima Tashi, she would have jumped from the window.

The rest of the elite of the Tibetan Palace also rushed to the line of defense desperately, trying to kill and rescue the master.

Unexpectedly, when everyone was stunned and anxious, the king of Zao played a magical makeover, bursting out with a strength that no one had ever seen before, the gleam in his eyes, the murderous look wrapped in the crutches, and the simple and simple... The broken words of the single shocked everyone present.

"break!"

When the sound of the word fell, King Zao's crutches had already pointed at Perseus's heart, and the speed of the strike was so fast and accurate that Perseus could not dodge at all. Under the pressure, even the followers on both sides felt energetic, and his eyes felt like needles.

Be fooled by the old guy!

At this moment, Perseus realized that the old woman was just a pawn or cannon fodder, and the king of Tibet was the real unworldly master. In a real contest, the Indian fierce god is not afraid of the king of Tibet.

But now that he had lost the opportunity due to a misjudgment, Perseus had to be dignified.

Facing the critical moment of life and death, Perseus did not withdraw his strength to defend or evade, and the excessive venting energy made it difficult for him to do the opposite, so he gritted his teeth just now, and used his remaining strength to confront Zao , to vent out all the cultivation bases of a lifetime.

"boom!"

The King of Zao's crutches collided head-on with Perseus's arm, and the two of them crossed like two sharp swords. The huge collision made a muffled sound like thunder, and the grass under their feet was smashed into pieces and scattered in the air. , The figures of the two people were all in the grass clippings, making it impossible to see clearly for a while.

The grass clippings gradually dissipated, and the two faced each other at a strange angle, but what Perseus left for everyone was a tall and straight back, he stood with his head up at the original position of the king of Zao, and sighed in a faint tone Said: "King of Tibet, King of Tibet, I still underestimate you after all."

"The king of Tibet doesn't know how to fight, hahaha...the king of Tibet doesn't know how to fight!"

Speaking of this inexplicably, Perseus jumped out of the side wall in a flash, his clothes fluttered, and he disappeared into the night like a giant bird. Immediately afterwards, there were four or five screams from a distance, obviously It was Perseus who killed it, which also showed that the Indian evil spirit had escaped.

While Perseus was talking and leaving, the King of Tibet was standing like a javelin, with his crutches half-raised in the air as steady as Mount Tai. Medo Dolma rushed out of the room while everyone was stunned, and then shot four arrows with bow and arrow. Shoot the man in black who was abandoned by Perseus in surprise.

"Ah! Ah!"

The two masters died tragically under Medo Dolma's divine arrow in an instant.

And the remaining four men in black at the door also lost their fighting spirit after Perseus abandoned them. In front of King Zao, he wiped the tears from his complexion and shouted, "Dad, are you alright?"

The King of Tibet's imposing presence in the world has not weakened in the slightest, but there are two red tides on the faces of many old people with dark spots in an instant. Looking at the direction where Perseus disappeared, he slowly lowered the crutches he held in mid-air , sighed softly: "What a fierce Indian god."

"Dad, are you alright?"

Medo Dolma looked at her father and smiled gratifiedly: "I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

A trace of inconspicuous sadness flashed across King Zao's face, then his body shook, and he could no longer hold back his bloody spray, his body fell backwards like cotton, and was thrown in mid-air Mei Duo Zhuoma and Bai Ma Zhaxi came up to catch them, and the crutches were also grabbed by Hidden Dragon.

"dad……"

At dawn, the sun rises on the horizon.

Chu Tian, ​​who had already taken a hot bath and changed his clothes, came out of Rong Rong's residence after eating a few steamed buns and steamed buns. He had been back to the Tibetan King's Mansion for four hours. In the battle, the old forces of the Tibetan Palace were basically lost.

Yesterday, [-] elites from the Palace of the King of Tibet went out to work in various places in the Tibetan area, and they did not return to the mountain city to defend and guard until the morning. Naturally, all the people working these days were newcomers, so those who stayed in the mountain city last night were all veteran elites. Only their strength consumed the men in black.

This is a big loss for the Tibetan Palace!

But for Medo Dolma and Rongrong, it may not be a good thing. Without the hands and feet of the old courtiers, it is easier for Medo Dolma to control the Tibetan Palace, and it is easier to cultivate a group of confidants of her own, and let the old and new powers Alternation will not be out of any hidden danger or protest.

So Chutian had mixed feelings about the death and injury at the Tibetan Palace last night.

At the same time, Chu Tian was surprised by the dominance of the king of Tibet. According to all the information, the king of Tibet was not good at martial arts, and the king of Tibet had never shown it in the past few decades. Therefore, he heard that he relied on the old woman's blindfold and strength last night. After repelling Perseus, Chu Tian was shocked deeply.

How tenacious is he who has practiced his skills all his life but endured it without showing it?

So when he heard that the king of Tibet who woke up wanted to see him, Chutian hurried to the mansion.

When Chutian stepped into the room filled with sandalwood scent, several leaders of the Tibetan King's Mansion and Mei Duo Zhuoma were standing in front of the big bed, listening to the Tibetan King's order: "Mei Duo, you must firmly Kun, the chief steward and their corpses were sent to Lhasa, and we asked the great lama to help with the sky burial."

"They have followed me for so many years, and they should be honored for their loyalty."

Mei Duo lowered her head slightly: "Dad, don't worry, I will arrange it."

The king of Tibet nodded in relief, then turned his eyes to Pema Tashi and sighed: "Tashi, Mei Duo is naturally impulsive and brave, but you happen to have a calm nature, which can be seen from the prayer beads you wear. Color recognition, you need to assist and advise Mei Duo more in the future."

"clear."

Baima Zhaxi pursed his lips: "I will help Mei Duo well."

A smile flashed across King Zao's face, and he added meaningfully: "Very good! Very good! It's good that you can accept your fate, some things in this world are destined by the heavens, and you can't get them by fighting for them. Well, even if you gain something you lose twice as much."

Before Baima Zhaxi could respond, he caught sight of Chutian standing there, and waved lightly: "You all go out, there were serious casualties last night and many buildings were destroyed, you must quickly deal with the mess, don't let The families of the dead and injured are chilling, go, go out and do things."

"I want to talk to the young marshal."

Medo Dolma and the others nodded slightly, then took a look at Chu Tian and left with a smile. After the group of people had left, the king of Zao dissipated his strenuous posture, like a piece of rotten wood fell on the pillow Coughing, Chu Tian hurriedly handed him a tissue, and King Zao wiped it and saw that it was covered in blood.

"I can't do it, I'm going to die!"

The king of Tibet made no secret of his dying days. He leaned on the pillow and looked at Chu Tian with cloudy eyes and sighed: "I was already dying. Even if I didn't fight Perseus, I would die in a year or two. Fighting with all my strength now, I am afraid that I will live for a month at most."

"Do you regret it?"

Chu Tian didn't say anything consoling. He believed that it was meaningless to be false with the king of Tibet, so he directly asked the words that the king of Tibet wanted to vent. Sure enough, the king of Tibet's eyes lit up instantly, shook his head and smiled: "Regret? Why do you regret it? I thought I would bring my skills into the coffin."

"Who knows that I can still show it when I am old, and I am fighting against the Indian fierce god."

The king of Tibet was relieved like a child, coughing and added: "I killed so much last night, not to mention that I can last a month, even if I die immediately, I will not regret it; the most important point is that Persius' left The arm should have been broken by me, you can find him and kill him."

"He cut off my vitality, I cut off his hand, it's worth it!"

Chu Tian nodded: "Don't worry! I will definitely kill him!"

All forces in China and India are looking for Perseus, who is at the end of his rope.

A gratified smile crossed the face of the King of Tibet, and then he closed the paper towel and threw it into the trash can without leaving a trace, and then said to Chu Tian: "Persius must be found and killed, so that the King of Tibet's mansion will not be in danger. In danger, after all, the revenge of the Indian evil god is hard to resist."

Chu Tian smiled: "Understood."

"Although Perseus is scary, I came to you today because of other important matters!"

The old king of Tibet raised his face full of age spots, and said word by word: "It's about those men in black! Although they are not as skilled as Par Wumang, they are all quite domineering masters. I have seen them fight His movements are all lay disciples from the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains."

"There are Shaolin, Emei, Huashan, Bagua, and Xingyi."

The King of Tibet's expression became solemn, and his voice became cold: "The appearance of these masters is terrifying in itself, but the most terrifying thing is to gather their strength. Although Perseus is honored in high places in India, he must gather in the Celestial Dynasty. It is impossible for the masters of the three mountains and five mountains."

Chu Tian seemed to have caught something: "Then who has this ability?"

"Zonghui! Eunuch Dai!"

The king of Tibet waved his hand with certainty: "Chutian, trust me!"