My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 671
Twelve eighth-rank masters are invincible even if there are thousands of dragon guards, let alone hundreds of dragon guards that can barely accommodate in the hall.

The soul-stirring music recalled that the Twelve Flying Immortals actually put on the formation of the twelve flying fairies on the Dunhuang murals, and the musical instruments in their hands showed their magical powers.

Except for twelve old onions and one person, everyone in the hall felt excited and dazzled.

The attack of the Twelve Flying Immortals turned out to be a sonic attack, which disturbed people's minds.

Long Wuwei outside was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but he couldn't get in at all.

The location of Penglai Pavilion is not small, but it is relative. Even if 3000 people fill Penglai Pavilion, it will not be able to accommodate it.

"How are you, Mr. Ming?"

Li Yugang looked at the Twelve Flying Immortals with blank eyes, obviously bewitched by the sound waves.

"Brother, what should we do? We can't get out and the army outside can't get in, so think of a way!"

Song Qing looked at the chaotic situation of Bailong Wuwei and shouted loudly: "Wake up!"

The shouts containing internal strength gradually woke up the minds of the soldiers of Longwuwei, but the music of the Twelve Flying Immortals became more intense.

Song Qing's complexion changed drastically: "Commander, find a way to break out. I'm afraid I'm going to confess here. Their music contains internal energy, which makes my internal energy turbulent and scattered, and I can't condense it at all. Let's go!"

"Big brother!"

"Take the prince away!"

As soon as Liu Mingzhi gritted his teeth and carried the lost Li Yugang, he rushed out. As for Kong Dao, he could no longer care about it, so let fate!

A white-clothed woman among the Twelve Flying Immortals plucked the pipa in her arms, and an invisible sound blade slashed at Liu Mingzhi's leg. Blood splashed and Liu Mingzhi also staggered and knelt on the ground!

Yu Xiao looked at Liu Mingzhi coldly: "Sisters, don't play anymore, you have to do good things after collecting money, send these grown-ups to heaven!"

"Yes!"

It turned out that Twelve Flying Immortals were just playing tricks on the crowd, and Song Qing panicked. At this time, he discovered that Twelve Flying Immortals could not only confuse people with music, but also gather energy into a blade to kill people invisible.

Liu Mingzhi grinned and covered the wound on his leg, it seemed that he was going to expose Qinglong Baihu and others in advance.

"Several little girls, don't say hello when you reach the old world!"

Before Liu Mingzhi opened his mouth, a calm voice came.

The dense music of Penglai Pavilion stopped suddenly, and the twelve flying immortals fell to the ground with flushed faces, looking at the gate of Penglai Pavilion in horror.

Yu Xiao looked at the gate with a panicked face: "Exit into a sword! Innate sword intent?"

"Hey, you're young and not young, your parents didn't tell you, just practice dancing in Dunhuang, why do you have to come to Jiangnan to make trouble? No, it's a pity to lose your life!"

Liu Mingzhi looked in surprise at Wen Renzheng, who was wearing a gray Confucian shirt with his hands behind his back, slowly entered the Penglai Pavilion: "Master, you came so timely!"

Wen Renzheng looked at the wound on Young Master Liu's leg and threw out a porcelain vase: "You can put on the useless things yourself!"

"wake up!"

Everyone in the hall woke up from the trance, and then looked at the Twelve Flying Immortals in panic.

It's too scary to bewitch people's minds.

Wen Renzheng looked at the Twelve Flying Immortals indifferently: "The imperial court has issued a decree that the imperial court never asks about Jiang Hu's vendettas, but those in the martial arts who harm the common people and meddle in the affairs of the imperial court will be killed without mercy. If you know the law and break the law, what should you do?"

Yuxiao looked at Wen Renzheng's slightly squinted eyes in panic: "Senior, I'm afraid it's invincible to use innateness to deal with us!"

"Oh, if you use your eighth-rank internal strength to deal with hundreds of soldiers, you will be able to win? It's so powerful. Go out and fight with three thousand warriors with real swords and guns. If you exhaust your internal strength, you can kill three hundred warriors and count as your meritorious service." good fortune!"

Yuxiao's 12 people were stunned, the reason why they trapped people like Liu Mingzhi here was that they didn't dare to confront Wu Wei head-on.

No matter how powerful your kung fu is, as long as you fall into the army formation, you will be exhausted to death.

"What do seniors want?"

Wen Renzheng stroked his beard and smiled lightly: "The murderer will always kill him, and he will not notify when he arrives at the old man's site. Isn't this challenging the old man's dignity? Kill him!"

"Senior, you are an innate master. I am afraid that you will be ashamed to deal with some juniors like this!"

"If you're not ashamed, don't be ashamed! You can leave if you survive the old man's trick!"

In the terrified eyes of the 12 people in Yuxiao, Wen Renzheng swung his sword lightly, and with a touch of sword intent, he directly slashed at the twelve flying immortals.

"My surname is Wen, you're really going back as you live!"

A flute sound broke Wen Renzheng's sword intent and melted it into nothingness.

Wen Renzheng looked at the twelve old women who appeared in front of the Twelve Flying Immortals with some horror in his eyes: "Are you still alive?"

The twelve old women gave the Twelve Flying Immortals a doting look: "These little girls are not mature yet, we old bones are not willing to die, aren't you still alive?"

"All sects, large and small, in the rivers and lakes have signed an agreement with the imperial court, and must not interfere with the affairs of the imperial court. Do you want to be wiped out?"

One of the leading old women sighed: "Someone offered a high price, which is a temptation we cannot resist."

"Breaking the temptation to try even the Nine Clans?"

"That's right!"

"Since this is the case, there is nothing to say. The old man was able to break the twelve flying fairy formations with one sword ten years ago, and he can break the twelve flying fairy formations today!"

"Wen, you are too conceited!"

"My dear, you shameless bitch, the old man said it no less than fifty times ten years ago, and the old man changed his surname to Wenren!"

Old Wen Renzheng blushed and looked at the leading old woman, a little annoyed.

The old woman shrugged: "I'm used to it!"

"Zi Rui, get Long Wuwei and those who don't know kung fu to quit!"

Zirui is the character given by Liu Mingzhi and Wen Renzheng, the queen of the crown. All the characters of Wen Renzheng's disciples start with Zi.

For example, Hu Jun's Zile.

Liu Mingzhi raised his hand to signal the soldiers of Long Wuwei: "All the soldiers obey the order, protect the prince and they retreat!"

Hundreds of people did not hesitate to protect Li Yugang and these literati withdrew.

"Amazing!"

Wen Ren made a random move with his sword, and didn't pay attention to the twelve old women at all.

After Li Yugang withdrew, Wen Renzheng did not hesitate to slash at the twelve old women with a sword intent condensed with howling cold wind.

The twelve old women looked at the lightning-fast sword energy with their expressions unchanged, and recalled the instruments in the hands of the twelve flying immortals. A roar came and the whole Penglai Pavilion trembled.

Wen Renzheng blushed, spat out a mouthful of bruised blood, and said carelessly: "You and you have obtained the power of the previous generation Feixian?"

The leading old woman looked at Wen Renzheng contemptuously: "Twelve half-step geniuses, you can't think of it!"

Wen Renzheng looked at the twelve old women with a sullen expression: "No wonder you dare to oppose the imperial court. It turns out that you have received the enlightenment from the Twelve Flying Immortals, but the old man has lost his sight. After many years of not asking about world affairs, there are so many of them." Most of the innate masters don't know what makes you twelve flying immortals move!"

"The dead don't need to know, the poor generation of Tianjian will die tragically in this brothel!"

Wen Renzheng's complexion changed: "Zi Rui, run away, the farther you can run, the better! It's a game to wipe out the White Lotus Sect!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renzheng in a daze, this was the first time he saw Wen Renzheng in such a mess: "Master! Are you okay?"

"Run away, the twelve half-step innates, even the five thousand army, are like entering no one's land. Although they are not opponents of the army, they can't stop them from leaving with light work, run away!"

"Escape? None of you can leave!"

The sound of twelve musical instruments mixed together came, and Liu Mingzhi and Song Qing knelt directly on the ground, and the wooden boards on the ground were broken by the pressure of their knees.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, cultivating immortals is so tiring, the old Taoist managed to sneak in some wine in his busy schedule, so you can't settle down for a while!"

(End of this chapter)