My wife is number one in the world

"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...you have obtained... the previous generation of Feixian's skills?"

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 fight against the court. It turns out that you have received the enlightenment from the Twelve Flying Immortals, but the old man has lost his sight. After years of not asking about world affairs, there are so many more. Half-step innate masters don't even know what it is that 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!"

Chapter 671 I really don't know martial arts

Liu Mingzhi felt the pressure suddenly disappear and looked up with difficulty, only to find that Li Buyi, a great master, had sat on a table for some time and started to drink for himself.

In the chaos just now, he thought the old guy had gone out with everyone?

Li Buyi walked up to Wen Renzheng and the twelve old women with strange steps, carrying a jug and stopped.

Wen Renzheng was a little shocked when he saw Li Buyi, wiped off the blood on his beard and looked at Li Buyi blankly: "You? Is it you?"

Li Bu's clothes were disheveled, and his face was full of lip marks, which really violated the Taoist image, especially after he burped and smelled of alcohol, people mistakenly thought that this guy was an old alcoholic who was addicted to alcohol!

Li Buyi looked at Wen Renzheng, his eyes lit up, and then he felt melancholy: "The old man remembers you, you used to be a young man! The boy who followed your master also carried the Heavenly Sword on his back."

"Senior, you are still building..."

Li Buyi's face turned red: "What's your name, you are very happy that the old man is dead, aren't you?"

"No, no, of course not. The younger generation just didn't expect that the senior is still the same style. I haven't seen you for 60 years, and the senior hasn't changed much!"

Li Buyi was stunned and muttered while snapping his fingers. After a while, he looked at Wen Renzheng in a low voice: "You're getting old too!"

Liu Mingzhi got up and looked at the two people who were greeting each other with weird expressions. He had never believed that Li Buyi was over 100 years old. At this moment, seeing him talking with Wen Renzheng, he finally believed in this face like scolding a child. Only four 50-year-old magic sticks are really over 100 years old.

"Twelve Flying Immortals, right? The old Taoist has been famous for a long time, but it's a pity that he lived a long life in vain and didn't have the chance to see him. This kid has a little friendship with the old Taoist. For the sake of the old Taoist, how about letting it go?"

The twelve old women looked at Li Buyi in amazement, they naturally heard the conversation between him and Wen Renzheng just now.

It's really unbelievable.

A famous old man who is seven or eighty years old calls a four-fifty-year-old person a senior.

Although it is said that those who are masters in the martial arts are the first, but Li Buyi does not look like a senior.

The old woman in charge looked at Li Buyi in surprise: "Are you a Taoist priest?"

Li Buyi held up his whisk and looked up and down: "Old Daoist, I have white hair and a childlike face, and my clothes are fluttering. I look like a reborn immortal. How can I not look like a Taoist priest?"

The old woman looked at Li Buyi speechlessly, her self-cultivation prevented her from yelling.

But in my heart, I can't stop thinking, the Taoist priest in your family is as sloppy as a beggar, with more lip marks on his face than a rascal, is this a Taoist priest?

This is just like a big yin stick who doesn't trim the length, okay?

Li Buyi narrowed his eyes, and lightly waved the whisk in his hand, a bright slap suddenly resounded on the old woman's face, and a bright red palm print suddenly appeared.

"Little girl, didn't your parents tell you? Don't insult seniors casually, or you will be struck by lightning!"

The old woman covered her cheeks in disbelief, she didn't react to the slap at all!

"I'm going to kill you! Sisters, kill this Taoist priest!"

The musical instruments in the hands of the twelve old women suddenly rang, and the pillars in the Penglai Pavilion creaked, obviously unable to withstand the internal strength of the twelve half-step innate masters.

Li Buyi was playing with Fuchen in his hands and looked at the twelve old women with strange expressions: "The old man has lived for so long, and he has never seen such a thing, scare me!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Li Buyi with a strange expression, and always felt that after hearing his story, Li Buyi said that he was not serious when he said the four words "Chu, La, Play, and Sing".

As soon as the words fell, the dust whisk in his hand flicked lightly, and the innate qi condensed by the twelve old women disappeared without a trace, and even the musical instruments in the hands of the twelve old women burst!

Wen Renzheng was surprised to see Li Buyi who calmly defuse the combined attack of twelve old women and was extremely shocked. Isn't this a bit too easy?

Li Buyi pinched his nostrils with his fingers and looked lazily at the twelve old women and yawned: "Tell me why you bother? A group of dancers insist on being as tough as the old Taoist, can you be a little self-aware!"

Young Master Liu looked at Li Buyi in confusion, what he said was a bit heartbreaking.

A group of dancers insisted on following the hard steel of the old Taoist cultivator, isn't this the deadliest official complaint?

Gently touched Wen Renzheng's arm: "Old man, what kind of state is this magic stick?"

Wen Renzheng also shook his head in a daze: "Since becoming a congenital old man, there are few opponents in martial arts. Even your grandfather, Bai Hulai, is only five or five against him, but the senior has clearly surpassed Wu Xue. The scope of learning! Maybe there are really immortals in this world!"

The twelve old women and the twelve flying immortals looked at Li Buyi in horror: "Who the hell are you, you are so powerful, it is impossible for you to be famous in the world!"

Li Buyi scratched his hair like a chicken nest: "The old man also forgot his name. If he wants to fight, he will hit him, and if he doesn't, he will leave. Why do you ask me for my name? I want to marry the old man. Is it worthy of a poor way like a banished immortal to come into the world?"

Liu Mingzhi heard that Renzheng and the three of them grunted and looked at the twelve old women with blue faces on the opposite side. He didn't expect Li Buyi's mouth to be so damaged!

"Too much deceit, sisters, fight with him, this Taoist priest is a bit weird, so be careful!"

Twelve old women without musical instruments attacked Li Buyi with their withered palms like knives.