Wu Song had heard that the archmage was going to perform spells before, and he basically thought the same way, but it might be that the archmage's spells were more clever.

However, Wu Song watched the whole Archmage's performance just now, and he didn't find a single flaw.

With Wu Song's cultivation at this time, with his eyesight, he didn't believe that any trick could deceive his eyes, even if it was a clever trick.

However, there was no flaw in the performance of the archmage just now, and there was only one possibility, that is, it was not a trick.

If it's not a trick, it's a gong.

The archmage just now really introduced the moonlight into the porcelain bowl with a certain technique he had cultivated.

If that's the case, then this archmage is not to be underestimated.

Wu Song's cultivation at this time was the peak of the Yuan Seed Realm, and it was only one step away from the Innate Realm. His current cultivation, looking at the entire Dongzhou, can be regarded as a master.

However, he thought to himself that if he wanted to use the exercises to put such an ethereal thing as moonlight into the bowl, then the cultivation of the Yuan Seed Realm would not work, at least it would have to be the Innate Realm.

In other words, this archmage is an innate realm master.

After the archmage finished performing, as Gui Gongzi said, people began to pay for it.

A young boy holds a golden basin and shuttles through the crowd. People put their money into the basin of gold, and for a while, they only heard the sound of tinkling and dinging.

Most people take gold, but there are also some people who use cherished jewelry.

After the child collected the money, he moved into the backyard.

And the archmage had already gone back after the performance.

After a while, there will be a dinner party in the mansion, and then the archmage will reappear.

In this space, people were hotly discussing the performance of the archmage just now.

Wu Song and his party came to a remote corner, and Wu Song told Gangfeng and the wolf about his speculation.

The two of them listened with a dignified face, a master of the innate realm, but a fierce rival. Even if it's three against one, there may not be a chance of winning.

This was completely different from what they had assumed before, and they had thought that the Archmage was just a deception and a thief, just a minor leader in the Golden Crow Sect.

The three of them came, found a time when no one was paying attention, found the archmage, and could destroy each other as soon as they made a move. Then the three of them took off their clothes and continued on the road to the martial arts courtyard.

However, who would have thought that the other party would be a master of the Innate Realm.

Among the four, only Gui Gongzi seemed to be full of care, "What's so great about the master of the Innate Realm, he is just a bad old man, and the road is unstable, the three of you go together, are you still afraid that he will not succeed?"

Wu Song didn't want to waste his lips and tongue to explain to him, so he ignored him.

The wolf sighed and said to Gui Gongzi, "The masters of the Innate Realm are the people who have cultivated to the highest realm in the Xuanwu Realm today, and their strength cannot be judged by their appearance. ”

"Oh, that's right. Gui Gongzi nodded thoughtfully.

Gangfeng next to him looked at Wu Song, "Then what should we do now?"

Wu Song touched his chin and thought for a moment, "We can't do it tonight, just one archmage is difficult enough to deal with, not to mention that there are so many of his subordinates here, we are extremely rare."

I think we'll find out where the archmage is, and then we'll get out of here, and then we'll figure it out. ”

"What else does he need to know? Gui Gongzi said immediately.

The other three all looked at him, and Wu Song asked, "What is his whereabouts?"

"Tomorrow he is going to the county government to do business, to pray to God to make the weather normal. This is where he will be tomorrow, is it useful?" Gui Gongzi looked at Wu Song and asked.

Wu Song thought for a while and said to himself, "Tomorrow, one night, is enough." ”

Then he slapped his palm, "That's it, we'll leave here now and go back to prepare." ”

The group immediately left the Grand Master's mansion and returned to Gui Gongzi's residence.

In order to attract more people to the county government to watch the ceremony, when the archmage goes to the county office tomorrow, he will choose to pass through the most prosperous streets in the city.

At all times, that street was overcrowded.

This is exactly what Wu Song wants, and his plan is that they will set a trap on that street to ambush the archmage.

Wu Song made a list of the things he needed and gave them to Gui Gongzi and asked him to get those things back.

Gui Gongzi hates the archmage, so he works very hard. He has money and knows people, so he gets things done much faster.

It was only half an hour, and Gui Gongzi had everything in place.

Several people worked all night, and finally got everything ready before dawn.

After dawn, Wu Song and his party came to that street.

That street is called Ma Tau Street, and it is the busiest street in the city. The street was a hundred paces wide and five miles long. There are more than 100 shops on the street, and from the beginning of the day, the pedestrians on the street are like a tide.

The archmage went out close to noon, and his mansion was not too far from the county office, and it took about an hour to reach it.

The archmage sat in a sedan chair, which was carried by eight people, very steady. In addition, there was a nine-man escort team, divided into two columns on the left and right, following the archmage's palanquin.

They would rush to the prefectural office at noon and perform the practice in front of the prefectural court, praying to heaven for the weather to return to normal.

At this time, they came to the street of Matou Street, and two guards walked at the front of the procession, striking the gong and shouting the name of the archmage, giving way to the crowd in front.

When the people heard the name of the archmage, they immediately avoided it.

But because there are so many people, it will take some time to get out of the way. Moreover, there are many vendors on the road, and the archmage needs to give way to pass through, which will take some time.

After tossing for a quarter of an hour, the archmage came to the middle section of Matou Street.

This is the narrowest section of Ma Tau Street, because there are two archways built on both sides of the street, and their porches extend into the street, leaving space for the street, which is only more than 50 steps compared to other sections.

When they arrived at this place, the archmage's team was divided into two parts. Part of it was the guards, who went ahead and cleaned up the vendors and stuff in front of them.

The other part is the archmage and the eight palanquin bearers.

Eight guards walked in front, and at that moment, in the archways on both sides of the street, sharp arrows were fired at the same time.

Dozens of sharp arrows, like flying locusts, enveloped the mere guard in the blink of an eye.

Each of them fell to the ground with several sharp arrows in his body.

The vendors on both sides of the road were so frightened that they hurriedly fled, and in the blink of an eye, the street was empty.

There were two guards behind, and when they saw this, they drew their knives in their hands and shouted loudly to both sides, "Who is it that dares to attack the archmage!"

Like a bolt of lightning, a Yuanli long sword suddenly came and hit the body of one of the guards.

He didn't even snort before he fell.

The other guard was frightened and turned to flee.

The eight sedan chair drivers are all ordinary people, where have they ever seen such a scene? They had already put down the sedan chair and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

On the empty street, only the sedan chair and the archmage sitting in the sedan chair remained.

Wu Song and Gangfeng flew down from the archway next to them and stood in front of the sedan chair.

Both of them knew that the archmage was a master, so they didn't give the archmage time to breathe, and the two of them shot at the same time. Gangfeng waved his palms and slapped two gusts of wind.

Wu Song unleashed the phoenix chirp and spewed a stream of flames from his mouth.

The wind helped the fire, the fire borrowed the wind, and in the blink of an eye, the fire dragon roared and swept the sedan chair.

The flames rose into the air, rising three or four meters into the air.

But suddenly, the flame was extinguished. A pale blue light came out of the flames, like a clear stream, and the flames were easily quelled.

The palanquin had been reduced to ashes by flames, but the archmage stood in place, unscathed.

He was on crutches as he had been last night, as serene as a man strolling in his own backyard.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking me?" said the archmage quietly.

"You don't care who we are, everyone will punish a traitor like you. Wu Songyi was stern.

"Hehe," the archmage chuckled, "in that case, then you can come." ”

Wu Song and Gangfeng glanced at each other, and a strong wind arose under Gangfeng's feet, and he rushed forward.

Wu Song turned into a Yuanli long sword in his hand, flew out of his hand, and shot at the chest of the archmage.

The archmage's hands didn't move, but suddenly a faint blue light floated around his body.

Wu Song's Yuanli long sword was pierced on the blue light, as if it was pierced on the hard armor, and he couldn't advance a single bit.

The wind is running like the wind, and it has come to the archmage's side at this moment. He raised his right fist, which was wrapped around the wind, and struck it at the blue light.

This punch was wrapped in violent force, hitting it, and suddenly a gust of wind swept away.

The nearby vendors flew up like pieces of paper in the wind.

This is Gangfeng's mastery, the Wind Punch, a punch that almost has the strength of a storm.

However, when the wind subsided, the archmage stood there unharmed. The thin-looking pale blue curtain of light was as strong as a thick city wall.

Gangfeng failed to make one move, and then changed another move, and raised his palms, surrounding the palms of his palms like a sharp blade.

The archmage didn't give Gangfeng a chance to make a move, and his left index finger was gently stretched out and pointed at Gangfeng.

A pale blue light flew lightly, and as soon as it came into contact with Gangfeng's body, he flew out as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

Wu Song spread his flame wings, flew into the air, caught the strong wind, and landed on the ground.

The corners of Gangfeng's mouth were bleeding, obviously from a minor injury.

Wu Song let go of the strong wind and glared at the archmage.

The archmage looked at Wu Song leisurely, "What else do you have the ability to?"