Twelve eighth-grade masters were unable to defeat even thousands of dragon guards, let alone the hundreds of dragon guards that could barely be accommodated in the hall.
Reminiscent of the soul-stirring music, the twelve flying fairies actually formed 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.
The Longwu guards outside were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but they couldn't get in at all.
The location of Penglai Pavilion is not small, but that is relative. Three thousand people can't accommodate Penglai Pavilion even if it is full.
"Ming Gong, how are you doing?"
Li Yugang looked at the Twelve Flying Immortals with dull eyes, apparently bewitched by the sound waves.
"Brother, what should we do? We can't get out and the army outside can't get in. Think of a way!"
Song Qing saw that hundreds of dragon warriors were already in chaos and shouted loudly: "Wake up!"
The shouts filled with inner strength gradually awakened the minds of the Longwu Guard officers, but the music of the Twelve Flying Immortals became even more intense.
Song Qing's face changed sharply: "Commander, find a way to break out. I'm afraid to die that I have to explain this place. Their music contains internal energy, which makes my internal energy so agitated and scattered that I can't condense it. Let's go quickly!"
"Brother!"
"Take the prince away quickly!"
Liu Mingzhi gritted his teeth and rushed out, carrying the lost Li Yugang. As for Kong Dao, he could no longer care about it, so he just resigned himself to fate!
A woman in white among the Twelve Flying Immortals played the pipa in her arms, and an invisible sound blade struck Liu Mingzhi's leg. Blood spattered and Liu Mingzhi staggered to his knees!
Yuxiao looked at Liu Mingzhi coldly: "Sisters, stop playing. After collecting the money, you must do good things and send these adults to heaven!"
"yes!"
It turned out that the Twelve Flying Immortals were just playing tricks on everyone. Song Qing's face became panicked. Only then did he realize that the Twelve Flying Immortals could not only bewitch people with their music, but could also gather energy to form blades and kill people without being visible.
Liu Mingzhi grinned and covered the wound on his leg. It seemed that Qinglong Baihu and the others were bound to be exposed in advance.
"These little girls don't even say hello when they arrive in the world of old people!"
Before Liu Mingzhi could speak, a burst of indifferent words came.
The dense music of Penglai Pavilion suddenly stopped, and each of the twelve flying immortals fell to the ground with red faces, looking at the gate of Penglai Pavilion in horror.
Yuxiao looked at the door with a panicked expression: "The mouth becomes a sword! Innate sword intention?"
"Hey, you are young and knowledgeable. Your parents didn't tell you. Just practice dancing in Dunhuang. Why do you have to come to Jiangnan to cause trouble? No, it would be a pity to lose your life!"
Liu Mingzhi looked in surprise at Wen Renzheng, who was wearing a gray Confucian shirt and slowly entered Penglai Pavilion with his hands behind his back: "Old man, you came just in time!"
Wen Renzheng looked at the wound on Young Master Liu's leg and threw out a porcelain bottle: "It's worthless stuff, apply it yourself!"
"wake up!"
Everyone in the hall woke up from their daze, and then looked at the Twelve Flying Immortals with disordered auras in fear.
It's so scary to be able to confuse people's minds.
Wen Renzheng looked at the Twelve Flying Immortals indifferently: "The imperial court has made it clear that the imperial court will never ask questions about Jianghu vendettas. However, people in the martial arts harm the common people and those who interfere with the imperial affairs will be killed without mercy. You know the law and break the law. What crime should you do?"
Yu Xiao looked at Wen Renzheng's slightly narrowed eyes in panic: "Senior, if you use your innate talent to deal with us, you will probably not be able to win with force!"
"Oh, how can you defeat hundreds of soldiers with your eighth-level internal energy? Are you really that powerful? Go out and fight three thousand armed guards with real swords and real spears. If your internal energy is exhausted, you can kill three hundred armed guards. good fortune!"
The twelve Yuxiao people looked stunned. The reason why they trapped Liu Mingzhi and others here was that they did not dare to confront Wu Wei head-on.
No matter how powerful your skills are, as long as you are trapped in a military formation, you will be exhausted.
"What do you want, senior?"
Wen Renzheng stroked his beard and smiled lightly: "Those who kill will always be killed. If you don't notify me when you arrive at the old man's territory, isn't this a challenge to the old man's dignity? You should be killed!"
"Senior, you are an innate master. It would be shameful for people in the world to deal with some juniors like this!"
"If you don't want to be ashamed, then don't be ashamed! You can leave if you stay alive by following the old man's trick!"
In the frightened eyes of the twelve people in Yuxiao, Wen Renzheng waved his sword finger lightly, and slashed directly at the twelve flying immortals with a touch of sword intent.
"Young man named Wen, you are really getting better and better as you live!"
The sound of a flute broke Wen Renzheng's sword intent and dissolved it into nothingness.
Wen Renzheng looked at the twelve old women who appeared in front of the Twelve Flying Immortals with some fear in his eyes: "Are you still alive?"
The twelve old women looked at the twelve flying immortals fondly: "These little girls haven't matured yet. We old bones are not willing to die. Are you still alive?"
"The various sects in the Jianghu have signed an agreement with the imperial court and are not allowed to interfere with the affairs of the imperial court. Do you want to be exterminated?"
One of the leaders, the old woman, sighed: "Someone has paid a high price, which is a temptation we cannot resist."
"Riding the temptation of implicating the nine clans to give it a try?"
"That's right!"
"In this case, there is nothing to say. Ten years ago, I was able to break the Twelve Flying Immortal Formation with one sword. Today, I can also break the Twelve Flying Immortal Formation!"
"Wen, you are so conceited!"
"Mom, you stinky bitch, you are so shameless. I told you no less than fifty times ten years ago that I am a famous person with the same surname!"
Wen Renzheng's face turned red and he looked at the old woman in charge, a little angry.
The old woman shrugged: "I'm used to it!"
"Zi Rui, let Long Wuwei and those who don't know kung fu get out!"
Zirui is the name given by Liu Mingzhi and Wenrenzheng after the crown. The names of all Wenrenzheng's disciples have Zi as their head.
For example, Hu Jun’s Zi Le.
Liu Mingzhi raised his hand and signaled to the Longwu Guards: "Soldiers, listen to the order, protect the prince and the others and get out!"
Hundreds of people protected Li Yugang, Kong Dao and the scholars from retreating without hesitation.
"Amazing!"
Wenren casually pointed his sword and did not pay attention to the twelve old women at all.
After Li Yugang exited, Wen Renzheng did not hesitate to use his sword fingers to condense the sword intent with the whistling cold wind and slash at the twelve old women.
The twelve old women's expressions changed as they looked at the lightning-fast sword energy, recalling the musical instruments in the hands of the twelve flying immortals. A roar came and the entire Penglai Pavilion trembled.
Wen Renzheng's face turned red and he vomited out a mouthful of bruised blood and said to himself, "You...you have obtained...the power of the previous generation Feixian?"
The leader of the old woman looked at Wen Renzheng with contempt: "Twelve half-step innates, you can't think of it!"
Wen Renzheng looked at the twelve old women with a dull expression: "No wonder you dare to go against the imperial court. It turns out that you have received enlightenment from the Twelve Flying Immortals. But the old man has lost his sight. He has not been interested in worldly affairs for many years, but he has gained so much. Even half-step innate masters don’t even know what it is that can make all of you twelve flying immortals excited!”
"There is no need for the dead to know that the poor generation of Tianjian died miserably in this brothel!"
Wen Renzheng's expression changed: "Zi Rui, run away as far as possible! The annihilation of the White Lotus Sect is a plan!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renzheng absentmindedly. This was the first time he saw Wen Renzheng in such a mess: "Old man! Are you okay?"
"Run away quickly. The twelve half-step innates and the five thousand army are all as if they are in no one's land. Even though they are not opponents of the army, they still can't stop them from using Qinggong to leave. Run away!"
"Escape? None of you can escape!"
The mixed sounds of twelve musical instruments 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 his knees.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, you are so tired from cultivating immortals. The old Taoist finally managed to take some time out to drink some wine, so you guys can't settle down for a while!"
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