The sun is rising high, and the celebrations in Kunshan have reached their peak. Countless singing voices gathered together and soared into the sky.
The Soul Fighting Field has already been decorated in red. The disciples of the Kunshan Sect, dressed in red robes, are like a red wave, filling the eyes of countless people.
In the middle of the spirit fighting arena, a wedding platform was set up. The former head Han Biao took the first place.
At this time, Han Biao was talking and laughing with the surrounding guests who came to celebrate with a smile on his face.
Dan King Zhang Ming's reputation in the Zhongzhou Continent and his fame in the Big Talk Empire, and his upcoming wedding, spread throughout the Zhongzhou Continent, and many powerful souls came to celebrate.
Zhang Ming had already put on a bright red groom's suit, with a smile on his face and the congratulatory guests who came around him and greeted him with greetings.
"The bride has arrived."
The scorching sun was in the sky, at noon, and a clear voice sounded in the extremely noisy spirit fighting arena.
Countless voices lowered their voices, and their gazes followed the direction from which the voices came.
A bride dressed in a red wedding dress, with her pretty face completely covered by the red curtain, surrounded by dozens of beautiful and beautiful attendants, was like stars over the moon, heading towards the center of the Soul Fighting Field. Xitai, come slowly.
The protagonist in the spirit fighting arena was laughing even louder. Countless guests raised their hands to the Dan King Zhang Ming to congratulate him, just because they were a little envious for marrying such a beautiful bride.
While countless people congratulated her, they saw the bride slowly walking towards her with the support of her escorts. There was something about his movements that was as stiff as a puppet.
Dan Wang Zhang Ming smiled and returned the gifts one by one to express his gratitude to the guests who came to congratulate him. Then, walk quickly towards the bride.
We wanted to see the bride's pretty face, but because it was blocked by the red curtain, no expression could be seen.
The companion handed over the red knot and held it in her hand. The newlyweds walked to the wedding stage under the gaze of countless eyes in the spirit fighting arena.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"My beloved disciple is getting married today. You all have worked so hard to come here to congratulate me. Han Biao is here to express his gratitude to you on behalf of the Kunshan Sect."
The former head, Han Biao, stood on the wedding stage with a smile on his face. He looked at the couple below the wedding stage, raising their heads to face the laughter and congratulations of countless guests in the spirit fighting arena.
The former head Han Biao testified, and waves of congratulations suddenly sounded in the spirit fighting arena.
"Shuang'er is the leader of the Kunshan sect, and he is a good match for the Alchemy King Zhang Ming."
"Hehehehe——"
"So, this pair of lovers can be considered a perfect match."
The former head Han Biao smiled.
Under the wedding platform, Zhang Ming smiled and faced countless congratulations around him. Occasionally, I look at the bride next to me, who has not said a word since she appeared, with a smile on her face and a little restrained unconsciously. There was some haze in his eyes.
"Today, I have invited the magicians from Zhongzhou Continent to announce that my beloved disciple Hanshuang will marry Alchemy King Zhang Ming."
In the spirit fighting arena, bursts of applause erupted again, and countless congratulations were directed at the newlyweds on the stage.
Han Biao looked at the sky, waved his hand, and laughed loudly.
"The auspicious time has arrived and the wedding will be held as scheduled."
At this moment, the entire Kunshan, in a festive atmosphere, has undoubtedly reached its peak.
"laugh--"
A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the air.
A black shadow cut through time and space and shot towards the Xitai.
"Oh--"
Everyone was shocked.
The former head Han Biao's face darkened, his body flashed and he appeared under the wedding platform.
With a wave of his sleeves, the terrifying and rich soul energy surged out of his body, fighting against the black shadows.
"Keng——"
"Qiang——"
The symphony of gold and iron erupted, and the black shadow was pushed back by Han Biao. In mid-air, there was a burst of whirling, and stuck on the hard bluestone floor was a nine-turn soul iron.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Master Han, why are you in such a hurry? Isn't it decided whether the Kunshan sect will hold a happy event or a funeral today?"
A young man in black robe, his clear laughter resounded throughout the sky.
In the soul fighting arena, countless eyes looked at a large number of black shadows in the distant sky, coming through the wind and floating in the air like a blanket.
Wow.
There was a moment of commotion in the spirit fighting arena.
Countless people discovered that the figure standing in the sky had a pair of flying dragon wings behind it. He is clearly a magician with six rounds of soul rings.
"hiss--"
Many people gasped because of the magician's arrival, and there were many magicians hanging in the air.
There are silhouettes in the sky, so many magic masters come to Kunshan, even the Kunshan sect's soul power masters, there are not so many.
Han Biao heard the sound of laughter, his face was gloomy, and he stared at the pair of green flame wings in the sky. That was the young man in black robe. A cold laugh resounded throughout the spirit fighting arena.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Who do you think I am? It turns out that it was Ye Duoduo who was like a lost dog three years ago, making nonsense words!"
"It's been three years. I've chased you away like crazy. You fled all the way into Nanzhou Continent and practiced in a weak area."
"I think that three years ago, Ye Duoduo was like a dog escaping from the Big Talk Empire. Three years later, he is still like a dog, getting out of the Zhongzhou Continent."
Han Biao's sneer suddenly brought up a series of astonished Analects in the spirit fighting arena.
"oh--"
"That person is Ye Duoduo, the third young master of the Ye family who was hunted down by the Kunshan faction."
"Hehehehe——"
"That's him. He has a blood feud with the Kunshan sect. This little boy, remember the feud, family feud, and love feud. He came to Kunshan the second time, but he was chased out of the country and lived in Nanzhou Continent."
"I didn't expect that this boy would come back three years later."
"Not only has the soul power level been promoted to a strong one, but also many soul power masters have been brought back."
"Soon, the Kunshan sect provoked the Li family to fight for their souls. The Li family was injured and their souls were destroyed. Unfortunately, they died in the hands of Ye Duoduo."
"To be honest, this boy is no longer the young boy he used to be. The level of soul power is too terrifying!"
"well--"
"Kunshan faction, it's a troubled autumn, a storm is coming, it's going to be a lot of trouble!"
"Hi--"
"Not necessarily. The Kunshan sect now has Han Biao, who is a demon master with seven soul rings. If Ye Duoduo is provoked to fight the soul, his soul will still be defeated, injured, or even destroyed in Kunshan."
In the spirit fighting arena, there were different whispers. Ye Duoduo heard them and smiled.
"Hehehehe——"
Looking at Han Shangganling, his eyes couldn't help but feel a little cold.
"Han Biao, you old dog, you have destroyed my father and mother, my Ye family, and made my grandfather disappear. Such a blood feud, today's soul fight, if you don't cut off your dog's head, it will be difficult to clear up the Ye family's grievances. .”
On this day, there was a young man who was ignorant of current affairs. On the big day, in front of so many people, he accused him of being an old dog. I couldn't bear it for a moment.
Originally, Han Biao had a cold personality, and suddenly he turned gloomy, which was really ugly.
Han Biao's eyes swept towards the sky. There were a lot of black shadows in the sky.
The evil old monster Murong Jie, his sneer bursts of laughter appeared on their faces for a while.
"Hey Hey--"
"What? Murong Jie, Murong Dan, are you standing with this little boy who doesn't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is?"
