I didn't expect you to be such a white moonlight

"How is it possible? It's completely impossible... Unless that person comes in person, there is no way to shake the formation I personally set up."

"Then what should I do now, my lord?"

"Put them in prison, and the others will follow me county by county." Marshal Anguo, we are finally going to face each other head-on. I am looking forward to this moment.

However, before the High Priest could entangle these troops to fight back, the people sent by An Qinyang launched an attack before him.

Another bad fight.

Wen Renzhe hastily issued an order, and asked everyone to line up to fight in a hurry, while he himself boarded the altar to direct the battle.

But the people sent by An Qinyan were like ghosts, and their speed was uncanny.A gust of wind passed by, and before everyone could see their figures clearly, they had already seen them falling to the ground.

"The two dragons come out of the water formation! Together!"

Wen Renzhe used the fastest speed to get them to form a formation, but whoever talked to the other party acted as if he knew what they were going to do, and obstructed them. Every time when they were one step away from success, they cut off the key to the formation, making them They still couldn't form a formed formation, and could only be killed passively like a mess of loose sand.

After a while, the scene of the sacrificial ceremony turned into a Shura field.The person sent by An Qinyan was dressed in black clothes and black trousers, with a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of eagle-like eyes.

They don't speak, they just kill silently, like ghosts from hell.Wen Renzhe had a flash of inspiration and thought of an army that existed in the rumors.

They only have 100 people, but each of them is a master, appearing and disappearing on the battlefield, fighting thousands of times, never losing, and the number of them has always remained at 100.As long as one person unfortunately dies, the winners will be found from all over the country to make up for it immediately.

This team is everyone's nightmare. It is rumored that no grass will be left wherever they go, and it is rumored that everyone who has seen their faces is dead.

That army is the Charm Army.

It was rumored to be an ace army that guarded the emperor. It was unexpected that it was in the hands of the prince, and he was sent out to deal with him in such a big way. Should he praise himself for his ability?Let several generations of royal family members be so afraid?

Meijun's eyes were already red-hot, Qili's army was gradually unable to resist, and Chengxian was in a state of being defeated.Wen Renzhe stood on a high platform, with piles of corpses and blood criss-crossing under his feet.

Although there is no leader, they claim to be disciplined, have a tacit understanding, and cooperate seamlessly.

"My lord priest, I can't resist anymore, what should I do?" The person who came to sue lowered his head so that people could not see his face clearly.

Wen Renzhe was also distracted at this time. He has been doing well in Qili for decades, but he is old after all, and he can't do many things. On the hairy boy.He didn't want to just retreat like this, so he gritted his teeth and said harshly, "Where is the Ghost Mask Army?"

After a while, a group of people also dressed in black appeared out of thin air. They stood in front of the high priest and defended him from the attack of the evil army.

King vs. king, this battle was earth-shattering, and the sun and the moon were eclipsed.Wen Renzhe had been staring intently at the battle situation below, and had no time to pay attention to him. Therefore, he did not see that the person in front of him who reported the danger of the battle situation had not left and showed a strange smile.

"Uh..." Wen Renzhe raised his head, looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and then looked down at his abdomen. There was a short dagger stuck there, and blood was bubbling around the dagger.

This dagger has been loaded!He knew it when he saw it.

The constant loss of blood and temperature made his heart panic uncontrollably.He made so much effort, isn't it just for longevity?Now he is going to capsize in the gutter and die in such a trivial assassination?

"You... who are you?!"

"The one who came to kill you."

Before Wen Renzhe had time to say anything, he heard the man yelling frantically, "Stop beating! The priest is injured!"

"What? The priest is injured?!"

This explosive news immediately spread among the miraculous soldiers who were struggling to resist the attack, causing panic for a while, and they were unwilling to fight.Just in a daze, another large group died.

The mysterious man holding Wen Renzhe's arm was actually holding him hostage. He pressed Wen Renzhe's shoulder to prevent him from moving, and restrained him to step back step by step.

"Say retreat! Hurry up!" the mysterious man whispered in his ear.

Unexpectedly, Wen Renzhe laughed loudly at this moment, and also turned around and said in a low voice: "You still underestimate me."

After finishing speaking, he increased his volume, "The person who stabbed me is the person next to me! Leave me alone! Shoot him!"

"What?" Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

At this time, Wen Renzhe shouted again, "Kill!"

Finally someone made a move, and countless feathered arrows came one after another. The mysterious man was shocked, and under conditioned reflex, he took Wen Renzhe as a shield.In an instant, countless arrows were stuck in Wen Renzhe's body.

Not only Qi Libing, but even the mysterious man turned pale with fright.

At this time, someone shouted loudly again, "This high priest is a fake! The real high priest is still in Nanmuli! Everyone retreat! Go back to Nanmu!"

The mysterious man turned pale with shock, and turned his head to look at "Wen Renzhe", only to see "Wen Renzhe" showing a strange smile, and slowly dying.The mysterious man grabbed the veil off his head, but was surprised to find a young face. He angrily threw the body off the high platform and ran for his life.

Since Wen Renzhe was not there, those men in black were not real ghost-masked soldiers, but just a cover-up, and soon they would be defeated.An Qinyang's Meijun learned that he had been tricked, and killed the Qili people in the courtyard even more ruthlessly, blood spattered all of a sudden, and their heads quickly rolled to the ground.It actually killed tens of thousands of people until only [-] people escaped back.

"Boss, what's next?"

"What else can I do? Don't do anything, keep closing the gates of the city, and get the big ticket as a birthday present for the master!"

"Master's birthday is coming soon?"

"Hey, your focus seems a bit wrong?"

"I won't talk about it, but I feel that the thief, Wen Renzhe, must still have a big move. We have to leave quickly, so we don't get caught by him."

"Look!"

Lying quietly on the altar was a man with a messy body and whose face could not be seen clearly. One of his hands was placed in the groove, and blood was gurgling.

It was the Twelfth Prince An Qinwu who had disappeared for a long time.

Several people looked at each other and hurried forward to save people.

The Twelfth Prince seemed to have passed out, half unconscious, allowing the people of the Charm Army to move around at will.They first tore off his clothes and took them to the Twelfth Prince to bandage his wounds, then untied the thick hemp ropes tied around his body, and helped him to sit up.