The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 464 The Battle of Weiqi (1)
"Ye Rujian will teach the girl how to do it."

As soon as the name was announced, the audience booed instantly, even the martial arts leader had to join hands with others to dare to confront him.

This woman is really too powerful, too awesome, too scary, too perverted...

As soon as Ye Rujian came to the stage, he stood in front of more than a dozen people, like disciples picked out by various sects behind the leader.

Bo Qing stood quietly at one end of the ring, and said expressionlessly: "Is there anyone else coming up, and if there are others, please hurry up, otherwise, my wife will immediately treat anyone who jumps into the ring after the start as a sneak attack. "Only one dies.

After a long while, seeing that no one came up again, his fickle eyes glanced coldly at the 17 people in front of him, and he smiled coldly in his heart.

Sure enough, it was the righteous way of martial arts, they joined forces to attack, and said with a smile: "Are you ready?" It was the same sentence again.

As if worried that the same scene would happen, none of the seventeen people dared to speak out, and they couldn't help but sarcastically smiled, and put the jade flute to their lips.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a deep flute sounded. The sound of the flute sounded very soft, lingering and resentful, as if a woman had waited for thousands of years just to see her sweetheart again...

People couldn't bear to interrupt that obsessive waiting. As they listened, tears shed unknowingly, and everyone's emotions were dragged away by the lingering flute sound.

Mu Zhaoyue took Mu Zhaoyang's hand and said, "Second Brother, I really want to cry. I don't know why, but when I hear my sister-in-law's flute sound, I really want to cry." Tears are falling like broken beads .

Gong Yue is a member of the Absolute Sect, and the weapon is the music, but even if he asks himself, he can't affect the emotions of so many people.

Because at this time, like Mu Zhaoyue, he suddenly felt very sad, but he didn't know why he was sad, such a terrible martial arts, fortunately he was not on the court.

The sound of the flute became more and more intense, and I saw the woman's expectation was empty, with a sad and desperate expression. Many women in the audience were already weeping softly, and the man's face was full of sadness. Take a breath, don't spit out fast...

puff……

On the arena, several people suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood at the same time and fell to the ground without moving. The faces of the rest of the people turned red, as if they had reached their limit.

Looking at the woman on the other side of the ring, her eyes were lightly closed, her face was calm and indifferent, she was quietly blowing the flute, as if she was completely immersed in the sound of the flute.

On the high seat, ten highly respected martial arts seniors were also affected by the sound of Xiao because they were relatively close to the ring.

Master Zhengyi had already recited the Buddhist scriptures softly, and the other nine people also secretly used their internal strength to resist.

They looked at each other, showing helplessness, Master Zhengyi sighed softly: "What a powerful girl, I don't know who trained her."

Stepping into the arena is what Ye Rujian thinks she has done. The most stupid thing is not to be there personally, and she will never experience the horror of Xiao Sheng.

The scary thing about the sound of the flute is not that it can disturb the mind, but that the sound of the flute seems to be a pair of invisible hands that are sucking the true energy of others.

If they don't resist desperately, once they vomit blood, it means that their vitality and blood will reverse, their internal strength will be lost, and they will not be able to fight any more.

This woman is simply inhuman, she can completely defeat them with a flute sound, it's too scary, she really has the ability to challenge the entire martial arts world.

Just when everyone on the stage was in despair, suddenly an arrow shot from a corner of the square, and the direction of the arrow pointed directly at Boqing.

"sister in law……"

"master……"

"Madam Prime Minister..."

Mu Zhaoyue and the others cried out in horror, and everyone in the audience was stunned by this scene, completely forgetting to react.

This arrow came too suddenly and too fast, even if it was a reminder, Bo Qing had no time to dodge it, so he could only watch the sharp arrow helplessly, heading towards her back...

In an instant, a sharp arrow streaked across the sky of the square...

Running towards the fickle back, everyone involuntarily closed their eyes, not daring to appreciate the beauty of the blooming blood.

After a while, everyone couldn't help being surprised, the sound of the flute didn't stop, it was still going on.

It's just that the original resentful and lingering sound of the flute was a little more murderous, and everyone seemed to be on the battlefield.

There was blood everywhere, corpses everywhere, and countless people with knives slashing towards him...

Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill...

Countless words of killing rose in the hearts of everyone. The weak-willed people could not help but pull out their weapons, ready to slash at the enemy soldiers rushing towards them...

"Namo Amitabha……"

Suddenly, a Buddha's name sounded, and the Sanskrit sound of the Buddha's words contained vast and boundless power, like a ray of holy light penetrating through the bloody battlefield.

Everyone in the square woke up instantly. When they looked at the weapons in their hands, they couldn't help being stunned, and then they were sweating profusely. The terrible sound of the flute could actually make them fall into an illusion.

On the arena, at some point, there was already a white-haired man in white clothes, but he was leaning weakly on Bo Qing's back, with both hands hanging down weakly, one of which was holding an arrow.

Everyone on and off the stage opened their mouths a little bit when they saw this scene clearly.

"Oh my god, he caught that arrow." Someone finally yelled out in astonishment, and the voices followed one after another.

"Fuck, is this still a human?" A certain big man couldn't help but swear.

"What speed is this, the teleportation in the myth?"

"Damn, who are they? They are so fast." Another person yelled loudly.

"..."

Followed by climaxing cries, this scene fell into the eyes of people from the Eight Great Sects, the Four Great Families, and the Seven Great Gangs. The speed was simply against the sky.

God knows, the speed of that arrow is so fierce that even the people who were on the scene couldn't stop it. Where did that man come from, and he caught that arrow alive.

Surprise, surprise, only surprise.

Originally, I was counting on that arrow that came out early from somewhere to ease the situation, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed by someone. It would be a lie to say that I am not angry.

Forget it, this year's martial arts conference, they have no hope, let's come back five years later.

There are perverts every year, but this year's pervert is the most powerful.

"Lightly."

Thinly playing the flute, she silently called Mu Zhaoming in her heart.

Feeling the temperature behind her, a strand of white hair hanging on her chest, tears began to fall silently.

At the last moment, just as the arrow was about to shoot towards him, he rushed out of the sedan chair to catch the arrow for her.

His eyes suddenly swept across the people in front of him, they were unrighteous in front of them, so don't blame her for being unkind, the sound of the flute suddenly became rapid, and suddenly resounded through the sky.

puff……

The people on the ring vomited blood and fell to the ground. In severe cases, their meridians burst, and their bodies made a sound like firecrackers exploding.

(End of this chapter)