Chapter 141: Breaking into the Imperial Stage

Seven long howls, one on top of the other. It is like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and the sound shakes the world. Back and forth, back and forth.

Even Dzongepa felt that the ground was shaking for a while, and he was unsteady on his feet. Dzonggeba recited a few words of the Buddha's name softly, and then he calmed down, Dzonggeba knew that this feeling of shaking the earth and shaking the mountains was an illusion, and it was that this sound attack was too powerful, so that Dzonggeba was a little out of balance and couldn't hold it.

Zong Geba secretly said in his heart: "Although the long howl of each of the Wudang Seven Heroes sounds uncalm, it is not enough, these seven people have such a powerful roar, and it is really terrifyingly tight. I really underestimated them, no matter what, the fact that the ancestors and heavenly figures died in their hands like this has already proved that they have real skills. ”

Suddenly, there was a high sound, a low sigh, as if the guitar had plucked the lowest string. The voice slowly pulled up, layer by layer through the clouds, as if it was on top of the clouds in an instant, and the voice was extremely thin, like the ultimate interpretation of bel canto singing. This voice slowly precipitated, no matter how turbulent the howling of the Wudang Seven Heroes was, it could not shake this sound.

Thinking about this voice, all the people who were shaken by the roar of the Wudang Seven Heroes slowly recovered from the shock.

Zonggeba's heart was even more shocked, there are some things that only an expert can see. This sudden master, as soon as he pronounced it, suppressed the Wudang Seven Heroes, although Zonggeba was a little shocked, he never thought that there was such a master by the side of Emperor Daoyuan, but he was not surprised, it was nothing more than that the internal strength of the people who came was much higher than that of the Wudang Seven Heroes. If Zonggeba has such internal strength, he can also suppress the Wudang Seven Heroes.

And this person's voice came, the aftermath did not cause harm to other people, but also treated other people, which made this Zonggeba really shocked, how to say, if there is a person with a pistol, kill a person, you probably won't feel any surprise, give the master a gun, the master can also kill someone for you to try, but there is a gun, a shot down, the dead come back to life, you are absolutely surprised to eat the tongue.

Because it's simply not possible.

Zonggeba thought so at this time, it was too common for music skills to hurt people, but using sound skills to heal other people's injuries really broke Zonggeba's psychological bottom line, and for a while Zonggeba felt that most of the martial arts he learned in his previous life for decades could not be justified. I also felt that the door of a new heaven and earth was coming for Zonggeba.

At this time, what Zonggeba thought about did not have the slightest impact on the situation.

When someone on the high platform pronounced to compete with the Wudang Seven Heroes, Mo Shenggu glanced at Song Yuanqiao. At this moment, the girls all fell to the ground, and the white silk naturally hung on the ground. Song Yuanqiao comprehended, picked up one end of the white silk in one hand, and the seven people stopped the long howl at the same time, Song Yuanqiao shouted: "Go." ”

The white silk shot like a siege bolt to the high platform.

Mo Shenggu and Song Yuanqiao had already reached a consensus before, that is, if they wanted to get out today, there was only one way, and that was to capture the thief and capture the king first. At this moment, there is no need for Mo Shenggu to talk more with Song Yuanqiao, Song Yuanqiao already knows that this matter is the most appropriate time.

In fact, the Sixteen Heavens Demon Dance is extraordinary, but there is a big flaw, that is, the strength of the Sixteen Heavens Witch is too shallow. If the Wudang Seven Heroes want to be ruthless, they can make them disappear in a few clicks. It's just that Song Yuanqiao suppressed the others to be able to live with them so many tricks.

In fact, this is also Zonggeba's mistake, he thinks too highly of his half-abandoned Chang'an uncle, although this uncle is of high rank and temper, but he has not done it for decades, not only his strength, but even his eyesight has deteriorated.

The duel between the Wudang Seven Heroes and Renqin, although he saw it in his eyes, he was just watching it lively, and he didn't even see what level of masters the Wudang Seven Heroes and Renqin were.

In fact, the Heavenly Demon Dance is not weak, if the strength of the sixteen Heavenly Witches is slightly weaker than the Wudang Seven Heroes, as long as it is not too weak, this time the Wudang Seven Heroes will not be able to eat and walk around. The Heavenly Demon Dance in this state is the Heavenly Demon Dance that Renchen never forgets.

The error in the understanding of the two people gave the Wudang Seven Heroes a great opportunity.

Since ancient times, the prevention of assassination by emperors has been a matter of great question. It is not easy for the Wudang Seven Heroes to find an opportunity.

Let's just say that on the field, the high platform where Emperor Yuan is located is dozens of zhang away from the earth platform, and there is a difference between height and drop. The next step of the high platform, everyone is a good hand. There is also a sharpshooter not far away, waiting intently. The crossbowmen were ready to cover the whole field, so to speak, this short space of a few dozen zhang, which did not seem far, was actually as difficult to touch as a moat.

If it were so easy to assassinate the emperor, all the emperors in the world would be killed.

And now, everyone thought that the Wudang Seven Heroes were going to be entangled with the Heavenly Demon Dance for a while, but they didn't expect such a sudden change, and when they saw the Wudang Seven Heroes making moves, these people were softened by the howling sound. Even if he saw that it was unfavorable to Emperor Yuan, there was no way to exert his strength.

Emperor Yuan couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this situation, and said, "Quick, Gonggong Qin, hurry up." ”

Emperor Yuan never thought that he would encounter such danger, as if we had never thought that we would meet terrorists when we went to a movie, he just accompanied his sister out for a trip, although in his opinion, dealing with the Wudang faction today is definitely a stable situation, where can there be such a mistake. Just now, a long howl almost shook Emperor Yuan's soul out, if he didn't know that the old eunuch Qin made a move to resist the other party's whistle, Emperor Yuan didn't know what revenge he was going to make.

At this moment, the white silk thrown by Song Yuanqiao had been placed on the railing of the high platform, and Song Yuanqiao immediately sank his waist and pulled hard. The whole white silk is taut, like a white bridge.

Mo Shenggu took the lead, stepped on the white silk, slid up, and in an instant, he had already come to the high platform, and he had not just come to the high platform, and he had not yet stepped on the railing of the high platform, a hand as thin as a woman. It had already stretched out and gently patted on the railing, but without seeing how hard it was, the white silk was put on the railing and immediately broke apart from it.

Song Yuanqiao only felt that his hand was loose, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Mo Shenggu fished for the moon under the sea, grabbed the white silk cloth head with one hand, and fixed on the high platform with ten fingers of his two feet.

The person who came pinched the finger of the orchid finger, and with a slight click, an invisible finger force pointed at Mo Shenggu. Mo Shenggu's body turned, dodging the invisible finger force.

The corner of the person's mouth was slightly hooked, and it was pointed out continuously. Mo Shenggu turned around, shortened, up and down, because Mo Shenggu couldn't put down the white silk, so that Mo Shenggu's movement range was within a small range, and he was almost toyed with by this person in applause.

Mo Shenggu's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his heart was extremely shocked, this person was empty-handed, and the cold was extremely sharp, so Mo Shenggu didn't even think about it. Can only dodge.

Fortunately, Yin Li Pavilion came fast enough, Yin Li Pavilion people were fast enough, and the sword was naturally fast enough, almost one human sword, and finally stepped on Mo Shenggu's hand, Mo Shenggu held it hard, Yin Li Pavilion seemed to be a human-shaped bomb, throwing it at the people.

The person who came smiled lightly and said, "Zhang Sanfeng's disciple of the old cow's nose, is it just like this? "This person is the old eunuch Qin.

Yin Liting didn't speak, he fell from the sky, the sword was pressing, and the sword returned to the true point, and the air flow went straight to the nostrils of the old eunuch Qin, and he was a little depressed.

The old eunuch Qin was not afraid at all, and stretched out his hand, as if he was breaking a flower, and pinched his two fingers on Yin Li Pavilion's sword, and gently folded it, as if breaking Yin Li Pavilion's sword.

Yin Liting didn't take the sword in his hand seriously like Mo Shenggu. I want to save the sword.

Yin Li Pavilion changed quickly, Qin Lao Eunuch changed even faster, Qin Lao Eunuch's hand stroked, a strong horizontal shot, Yin Li Pavilion was caught off guard, the whole person was knocked out, hit the railing, and was about to fall under the high platform. This high platform is several zhang high, straight up and down there is no trace of strength to borrow, if Yin Li Pavilion falls, it must be seriously injured.

Mo Shenggu grabbed Yin Liting's belt with one hand and pulled Yin Liting up, it turned out that Mo Shenggu took advantage of Yin Liting's fight with the old eunuch Qin to re-wrap the white silk on the railing. This is the kung fu to save Yin Liting.