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The Treasure Tree King was captured by them, but he didn't look very frightened.

He was standing there, muttering something in Persian.

Xie Xun threw him to the Ming Cult members and said, "Tie him up and take him away later."

"The Persian Archbishop will definitely come!"

Everyone quickly tied up the man with a thick rope.

At this moment, a loud horn sounded in the distance.

Zhang Wuji's expression changed.

"The Persian Archbishop's men are chasing us!"

"I heard the sound on their ship, that's it!"

Sure enough, not long after, a group of people hurried over.

One of the Persians spoke loudly in the Central Plains language.

"Golden Lion King, listen up!"

"The twelve precious tree kings of the Persian Grand Master are all here!"

"Your crime against the Persian Archbishop can be forgiven if you release the captured Treasure Tree King!"

He spoke in a strange voice, which made everyone in the Ming Cult laugh.

The man angrily said, "What's so funny!"

"It's amazing!"

Lin Fan stood up and spoke calmly.

"King of the Twelve Treasure Trees, I am Lin Fan, the leader of the Ming Cult in Middle-earth!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of anger suddenly appeared on the other person's face.

"So it's you!"

"They beat up the Persian envoy and stole the Holy Fire Order!"

Lin Fan didn't deny it at all: "Yes, I did all this by myself, what do you think?"

The man continued, "Release our companions and return the Holy Fire Order."

"We can forgive your sins."

This was said in a condescending manner, as if they were really some great person.

Even the look in his eyes when he looked at Lin Fan was condescending.

Lin Fan spoke calmly.

"What if I say no?"

The other party said coldly: "Of course we will capture you and sentence you!"

"Everything you have done is a grave sin!"

"Kneel down and beg for mercy immediately, or you'll be in trouble!"

Lin Fan said coldly, "If that's the case, there's nothing more to say."

"Come and get it yourself if you can!"

Suddenly, two of the twelve treasure tree kings jumped out.

One of them is the last one, King Juming Baoshu, and the other one with him is King Qixin Baoshu, who is ranked eleventh.

King Qi Xin and King Ju Ming rushed over and were about to attack Lin Fan.

Zhang Wuji suddenly stood up and spoke with confidence.

"With the skills you two possess, you dare to attack our leader?"

"Let me teach you a lesson first!"

As he said that, he slapped King Qi Xin directly with his palm!

Seeing this, King Qi Xin had no intention of blocking him. Instead, he used a very twisted and strange body movement to grab Zhang Wuji's forehead.

Zhang Wuji was wondering, isn't King Qi Xin seeking death by doing this?

Unexpectedly, King Juming came from the side, and his fists almost hit his chest!

Zhang Wuji was shocked and quickly took several steps back!

There was an incredible tacit understanding between King Qi Xin and King Ju Ming.

Although they were two people, they looked like the same person when they attacked, as if they had four arms and four legs.

It’s difficult for ordinary people to cope with it!

Zhang Wuji exclaimed in surprise, "The martial arts of these two are similar to those of the Persian envoys!"

"If I fight them, I'm afraid the best result will be a draw!"

Everyone in the Ming Cult also saw it clearly.

"Yes, the martial arts of these two people are indeed weird!"

"Persians are indeed different from people in the Central Plains."

"Wuji, you are not strong enough, let the leader come!"

They all know it in their hearts.

Even the three Persian envoys could not get away with it in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan will definitely be able to defeat King Qi Xin and King Ju Ming in front of him!

King Qi Xin and King Ju Ming both burst into laughter when they saw the situation.

I think Zhang Wuji must be scared.

King Qi Xin said loudly.

"You Middle-earth people, with such limited strength, dare you confront our Persian Archbishop?"

"I advise you to surrender as soon as possible!"

"We are merciful and may be able to forgive your treason charges and allow you to continue serving under the Persian Archbishop!"

Xie Xun said angrily when he heard this.

"We are real men, men who stand tall and proud!"

"I don't think it's glorious to serve others."

"If you want to attack, then attack. We, the Ming Cult, will never be afraid!"

King Qi Xin shook his head.

“What a bunch of people who don’t make sense.”

"Dead wood can't be carved!"

Then, he and King Jumin walked forward!

According to their thinking, the members of the Ming Cult should be panicking at this time, and more powerful people should come out to fight against them.

Unexpectedly, everyone just stood there motionless.

Only Lin Fan stood in front of them calmly.

Looks very relaxed.

"How dare you, a false leader, go against the Persian Grand Master?"

"Then I'll let you see how powerful the Persian Archbishop is!"

King Juming said this and immediately rushed over!

He and King Qi Xin still cooperated with each other in perfect harmony, and their moves were like thunder and lightning.

Seven or eight moves were made in an instant!

Each move was aimed at the vital parts of Lin Fan's body.

Lin Fan smiled faintly and took a step forward.

Suddenly, his aura soared into the sky, and an extremely fierce internal force burst out from his body, slamming into King Qi Xin and the other man!

King Qi Xin and King Ju Ming only felt that Lin Fan's internal strength was as strong as a waterfall, constantly washing over their bodies, and it was endless, as if there was no end!

At first, the two of them used their internal strength to fight against each other, but after a while, they found that a layer of frost had formed between their hands, and was even spreading to their forearms.

"Oops!"

King Qi Xin said something in Persian, and his body staggered back and forth!

At the same time, the same thing happened to King Ju Ming. The movements of the two were like those of drunk people, unpredictable and extremely fast, and they soon distanced themselves from Lin Fan!

Zhang Wuji and the others finally figured it out.

King Qi Xin and King Ju Ming are both very powerful and can be considered top-notch masters in the martial arts world.

But they are definitely not as good as the three Persian envoys.

The reason why Zhang Wuji felt that he had no chance of winning was because of the strange feeling of Persian martial arts, which was unpredictable.

It's as if these two people are crazy and stupid. They have finally learned some kung fu, but they attack randomly again.

However, although their attacks were average, their skills in saving their lives were top-notch.

Being able to break free from Lin Fan's internal force showed that most of their methods were used to save their lives.

King Ju Ming and King Qi Xin felt that they were no match for Lin Fan, and were trying to figure out how to deal with him, when suddenly, Lin Fan's figure disappeared from their sight!

The next moment, Lin Fan suddenly appeared in front of them, as if he had crossed space!

"what?"

King Qi Xin let out a scream, but he didn't expect that Lin Fan would slap his hands, and the powerful internal force in his hands would instantly emerge, freezing him into an ice sculpture!

King Juming was horrified upon seeing this and turned around to flee!

He used his strange body skills and escaped more than ten feet in an instant.

But Lin Fan was even faster, like lightning, disappearing from the spot in an instant.