God-level Selection System

Chapter 33—The People from Persia

"Girl in purple shirt..."

Perhaps it was because of the loss of both goals. Before Ye Chen and his party approached the wooden house where the Golden Retriever Lion King was located, the latter walked out, "Why are there other people's footsteps beside you."

"Brother Xie, this Song Shaoxia is the son of Song Yuanqiao in Wudang and a great benefactor of my Mingjiao."

"Ok?"

Xie Xun frowned, with a hint of surprise on his face, "You are the one who pierced the conspiracy of Cheng Kun with one hand on the top of the light that day... My golden lion king Xie Xun, I owe you a favor!"

Although far away from the Central Plains, Xie Xun also learned a lot from Dai Qisi's description these days.

Among them are the six major factions besieging Guangmingding, and Chengkun's conspiracy was broken.

"I'm here this time because I have something to ask for."

Ye Chen nodded, walked closer, and said quietly, "I beg you to thank the Lion King and borrow the Dragon Slaying Knife next time."

For Xie Xun, Ye Chen had no opinion.

After all, he is not a relative of those killed by Xie Xun, nor is he the protagonist Xiao Zhang Tong Xie, and has nothing to do with Xie Xun.

Aside from these two positions, Xie Xun is just a poor worm who has killed most of his life and killed many people from the perspective of others.

"The Dragon Sword..."

Hearing these three words, Xie Xun involuntarily tightened the handle of the knife in his hand.

The Dragon Sword is Xie Xun's lifeblood.

Since getting this sword more than ten years ago, he has been comprehending the secrets of the treasured sword day and night, but he has not obtained a trace.

"I don't know Song Shaoxia, what does it mean to borrow this sword?"

"Naturally it is for the secret of Dragon Slayer."

"That's it."

Xie Xun heard the words, his face flashed with clarity, nodded, and flicked the Dragon Sword. "Well, after so many years, the old man has not understood the secrets in it. I hope I can open my eyes today!"

"I will not let the Lion King Xie be disappointed!"

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and even Ye Chen himself didn't expect that it was so easy to borrow the Dragon Slaying Sword.

In the next second, he also took out the Heavenly Sword without hesitation, holding a sword in one hand and a sword in the other, and said quietly: "In fact, the secret of the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword is in the sword. Both are the best in the world. One of the magic weapons, but the things in the sword are more precious..."

The voice fell, accompanied by a clear whine.

"Chang Cang, Cang Cang."

The sword was broken into two pieces, each of which contained a piece of white silk with dense small letters written on it.

"What is it?"

Xie Xun was blind and could only hear the sound of the sword breaking apart, and could not see the two white silks.

At this moment, he didn't care about the damage to his sword, and all his mind was put in the secret hidden in the sword.

But Ye Chen stepped forward and picked up the two white silks and began to clarify the confusion for everyone.

"The supreme martial arts, the treasured sword to slay the dragon, command the world, don’t dare not follow it. In fact, it is not the dragon slaying knife itself, but it contains the warfare "Wu Mu Suicide Note" left by the former famous general Yue Fei Yue Wumu."

"And if Yitian can't come out, who is fighting for the front? It doesn't mean that the Yitian sword is extremely sharp and no one can match it. In fact, it contains the "Nine Yin Zhenjing" that was contended for by the Central Plains and the Beggar Gang. "Dragon Eighteen Palms", these two magical arts."

"So that's it..."Wu Mu's Suicide Note"? If it is true, then it is indeed an order to the world, don't dare not follow it."

Hearing Ye Chen’s explanation, Xie Xun couldn’t help but nodded, his face looked like crying and smiling, and he sighed: "The old man has been stomping for so many years, and he did not think that he did useless work...That’s it, now Cheng Kun is dead, Ming Jiao On the right track, if I reappear in the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that there will be unnecessary disturbances again... it would be better to live in seclusion here and kill my life."

After completing the greatest regret in his heart, Xie Xun saw through the world like those Buddhist monks who were all empty.

At this moment, there was a sudden tremor on the island.

"Boom, boom!"

The tremor came very suddenly, even Ye Chen felt a little inexplicable.

"What's the matter, is there an earthquake?"

It seemed that it was to answer this doubt for him. After a while, several boatmen came here quickly and said loudly: "Tell the master, a big ship suddenly came out of the island. Just now it was the artillery on that ship, bombarding the spirit. Caused by Snake Island..."

"Unreasonable!"

Daiqisi frowned, a little feint on her pretty face.

This Spirit Snake Island can also be regarded as her territory, and someone dared to bombard the Spirit Snake Island in front of her. Is it because they are living impatiently?

"Who is so bold?"

"Subordinates... Subordinates don't know, but from the appearance of these people, they are not from the Central Plains. They are like people from the Western Regions."

"Western Regions, could it be..."

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, Daiqisi also glanced at Ye Chen, and whispered: "Leader, is it a Persian Mingjiao?"

"Nine out of ten, it may be them."

Ye Chen nodded, not too surprised.

The three envoys of Feng Yueyun originally from the Persian Mingjiao were looking for Daiqisi.

After the battle of Guangmingding, Daiqisi officially became the leader of Mingjiao, which was tantamount to exposing her identity to the martial arts.

If the three Persian envoys still have no response, it is better to let them leave their eyes to those in need.

"Hidden for a while, not a lifetime, go and see."

"Yes, leader."

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Dai Qisi also took a reassurance.

If other people didn't know Ye Chen's strength, then her closest subordinate could vaguely perceive that Ye Chen's strength is no one can match in the arena.

A few people soon came to the edge of the island, where a huge sailboat was moored on the pier on the shore.

"Daiqisi!"

When the three of them arrived, they saw a heavy and vigorous male voice, speaking a not fluent Chinese, and sounded from the bow: "You are the saint of the religion, but you have a son with an outsider, and violate the canon. The Second Treasure Tree King is here, and he has not hurriedly returned to the main altar with me to ask the crime."

"It's a wonderful wind envoy!"

When Daiqisi heard the words, her face suddenly became a lot ugly: "Listening to his tone, it seems that the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are also here. It seems a bit troublesome now..."

You know, the saint who has violated the canon, returns to the general altar, only one will end, that is...

The flame burns!

At the thought of the blazing sacred flame burning her delicate body, Dai Qisi felt her body fluffy, as if she had lost her strength, and her face turned pale.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me."

At the time when Daiqisi Liushen Wuzhu, Ye Chen's voice also rang in her ears.

"It's just a mere Twelve Treasure Tree Kings who dare to show off their power in my Central Plains. If they are acquainted, it is okay, if they are not acquainted... let them come back and forth!"