Time and space fast travel boss chasing his wife

Chapter 270

"Qingshu, be careful, the martial arts of these Persian followers are not low."

Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu stood back to back, looking solemnly at the Persian Ming Cult followers who kept besieging them.

"Okay, Zhiruo, don't stay too far away from me." Song Qingshu's eyes were dark and his heart was heavy. He didn't expect that a small member of the Persian Ming Cult was as powerful as the elite disciples of these famous sects. If they attacked the Central Plains Martial art, how many can withstand it?

"Well," Zhou Zhiruo was also surprised in her heart, these people were much stronger than in the previous life, she glanced at Zhang Wuji and the others fighting with the Persian Ming Cult's envoy from the corner of her eye, but they were at a disadvantage and her heart sank.

In this life, she did not run away alone because she was jealous of Zhao Min, and was taken hostage by the Persian Mingjiao, but this time, the Persian Mingjiao was eyeing her, determined to put Dai Qisi to death, and there was no room for negotiation at all. When Dai Qisi brought out the mind of the Great Teleportation of the Universe, they also looked indifferent and disdainful.

What is this?

Zhou Zhiruo didn't care whether Dai Qisi was dead or alive, but now she hadn't recovered to her previous life's skill, she was no match for the Persian Mingjiao, and couldn't protect Song Qingshu, so now she could only help Zhang Wuji as much as possible, otherwise she would be doomed, let alone get the dragon sword. It's hard to guarantee!
Zhou Zhiruo was thinking a lot, but seeing those cultivators' tricks, she didn't have the energy to think about other things. She drew up her long sword, combined with the mental method of the Nine Yin Manual and the experience of her previous life, and easily blocked the attack of the Persian cultists. Time Persians can do nothing to her.

嘭

"what……"

"Minmin!"

Even with the bonus of the Yitian Sword, Zhao Min's internal strength is shallow, and he can't resist the powerful Huiyueshi at all.

Seeing that Zhao Min was injured, Zhang Wuji used the seventh level kung fu of the Heavenly Kun Da Nuo Shifting Heart Technique to counter-shock Liu Yunshi's palm power back, and quickly used lightness kung fu to block Huiyue Shi's ultimate move. At the same time, it caught the attacks of Huiyueshi and Liuyunshi who were catching up.

Boom, the powerful palm wind destroyed all the big trees around, and the dust flew up, drowning the three of them.

"Worryless!"

Although Xie Xun is blind, his perception is very strong. One can imagine how terrifying the destructive power of the loud noise just now is. As for Zhang Wuji, Xie Xun really loves him. At this moment, he is also extremely anxious about whether he will be injured. But because of this, he was distracted, and his arm was cut by the command arrow made by Miaofeng.

Xie Xun was startled, and hurried back to his senses, the dragon-slaying saber slashed across, the powerful saber aura resisted Miaofengshi's command arrow, in the blink of an eye, Xie Xun took advantage of his surprise with a lion's roar to knock him back, and at the same time he leapt lightly towards Zhang Wuji's direction and go.

"Wuji, are you alright?"

"Father, I'm fine, don't worry," although Zhang Wuji tried his best to be calm, but the seriousness in Zhang Wuji's words did not escape Xie Xun's ears, which showed that it was not easy for him to deal with the two envoys of Persian Mingjiao alone.

"Xie Xun, I'll give you one more chance to hand over Dai Qisi, or we will kill you." Miao Fengshi jumped in front of Xie Xun, looked at him with cold light blue eyes, and said indifferently with killing intent.

"Can't do it!"

Xie Xun refused without hesitation, even though Dai Qisi had done many wrong things, but after all, she was his sister after making a blood alliance back then, so he would never have watched her be killed so cruelly.

"Oh, stubbornness," Miao Fengshi sneered, mobilized his inner strength, and attacked Xie Xun with killing intent...

Suddenly, the ethereal music played by the piano and flute ensemble sounded.

Miaofeng made the tiger's mouth numb, and was forced to retreat by a terrifying internal force, and the three Zhang Wuji who were still entangled were also forced to separate, and took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies.

Several people looked at the place where the music came from with different expressions. Zhang Wuji and Xie Xun were shocked and puzzled. The envoys of the Persian Mingjiao were more complicated. There were horror, respect, surprise, and a strange anxiety. There is also the previous high-ranking, indifferent and ruthless appearance, which is completely like a killing machine, as if the disciples are about to meet God.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was surrounded by the Persians this week, shook her hand, and her eyes filled with fear. She was too familiar with this piece of music, and it was once her insurmountable failure...

"Zhiruo!"

Seeing that the knife was about to penetrate Zhou Zhiruo's body, Song Qingshu's face showed horror, not enough to seriously injure him, he rushed to hug her to avoid the vital point, but was still stabbed in the shoulder.

"Qingshu, how are you?" Zhou Zhiruo shrank his pupils, kicked away the believer, hugged Song Qingshu, looked at his bloody shoulders, his heart trembled, and with trembling hands he hurriedly tapped acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, his eyes were covered with fog And frightened, as if returning to the way he fell in a pool of blood in the previous life.

"Zhiruo, it's all right, I just suffered a little skin trauma." Song Qingshu's face turned pale, but he still smiled to comfort her.

It's like this, it's like this again, why do you have to endure all the pain, and still smile to comfort her?She promised not to let him get hurt, but she didn't do it. It's not worth it, it's not worth it. What's worth her? How can he treat her well?
"Zhiruo, Zhiruo, it's okay, it's really okay!"

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's eyes full of despair and disgust, Song Qingshu's heart ached, and he comforted her clumsily, but repeated these two sentences over and over again, looking like a complete idiot.

However, his nervous appearance caused Zhou Zhiruo to dissipate the gloom in his heart, and hurriedly supported him to prevent him from moving around and hurting the wound.

From the corner of the eye, the Persian believer who was about to attack him was fixed by the indifferent eyes of the Persian envoy.

Deep thought flashed across Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, she was full of puzzlement, but she didn't say anything, she raised her eyes to look in the direction of the music...

Four women in black playing bamboo flutes, and four women in white holding Yaoqin and pipa suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Beautiful in appearance, ethereal and elegant in temperament, they seem to be stepping on the ground step by step, but when you look closely, you find that they are walking a few meters, as if they are teleporting, and their inner strength is so deep and subtle that people cannot help admiring but also fear.

I can't help but guess what kind of big shot it is that can cultivate such a subordinate with outstanding temperament and high strength?
When a few people approached, petals were flying all over the sky, and two stunning, god-like figures slowly fell from midair.

The man as handsome as a god embraces a woman as beautiful as a fairy with absolute possessiveness. What is different from his domineering posture is that his eyes are full of tenderness and tenderness. Thousands of worlds and colorful flowers can't stay in his eyes for a moment, because His eyes were completely filled with her figure.

The few people who didn't know their true identities had emotions and a trace of confusion in their eyes. They never expected to see the real couple of gods and immortals in their lifetime.

Of course, in the next moment, all the good things were wiped out by a word of prostration.

"See the leader."

Zhang Wuji and the others: "..."

Looking at the Persian Mingjiao envoy, who was arrogant and seemed to be in control of life and death, kneeling on the ground at this time, performing the big ceremony of bowing on both knees, how solemn and solemn the etiquette is, and how pious it is.

However, the leader?Did they hear correctly!

Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji and his son looked at each other, and they both saw each other's heaviness and tension. It was just these few Persian envoys that they were not sure how to deal with, plus these women with strong inner strength and the leader who didn't know the depths and him. The same mysterious beautiful woman beside her...

The two were silent, and now they can only pray that the leader is not completely unable to communicate like the messengers of the Persian Ming Cult, who are determined to put Dai Qisi to death.

Otherwise, not only would they not be able to save Dai Qisi, but even a few of them would be involved.

"Get up."

Yu held Ye Lin, and said calmly, not as shy and gentle in front of Ye Lin, just like a nine-day demon god, the cold and terrifying coercion on his body made everyone a little breathless.

"Thank you, Master."

Miaofeng, Liuyun, and Huiyue stepped forward respectfully, "I would like to report to the leader, my subordinates are useless. I haven't dealt with the traitor Dai Qisi yet. I've failed your expectations. You deserve to die. Please give my subordinates some more!" Time, the subordinates will immediately arrest Dai Qisi."

A few people thought that Yu left to test their abilities before, and now they came back to see if they had completed the task.

However, Miaofeng made them extremely ashamed and terrified at this time. Although their qualifications are higher than the leader, but now when it comes to martial arts, the leader can crush them to death with one finger, and the leader is the reincarnation of Mingjiao Venerable Mani, so Their highest belief, and the leader dislikes useless people the least, then they did not complete the task...

Thinking of being abandoned by God and facing endless hell, Miaofeng and the others felt cold all over, and hurriedly begged.

(End of this chapter)