A blazing sword light tore through the rain curtain and rushed toward the sky. Among them, Ye Xiaoyao had anxiety, heartache, and regret on his face.
"Xiao An!"
"do not go!"
"do not leave Me!!"
Ye Xiaoyao yelled one after another, each sound shook the sky, don't suppress your feelings anymore!
I don't know when, maybe it was the first time they met in the capital of Chu State, or maybe it was after the two experienced various life and death crises, Ye Xiaoyao had already fallen in love with An Zizai.
Before losing it, even he himself had never felt such strong love, but with An Ziyi gone, he felt as if two of his three souls had been lost, and five of his seven souls had been lost!
Especially after Madman Sword told him the origin of An Zizai and the fate that belonged to the Saint of the An family!
He couldn't bear it, couldn't watch An Zizai return to his clan to marry someone else!
absolute!
absolute!
It can't be done! !
"Xiaoyao!!"
Listening to the calls and pleas she had been waiting for for a long time, two lines of hot tears instantly burst out of An Zi's beautiful eyes, and the deep feelings in her heart burst out like a dam bursting!
She also loves Ye Xiaoyao!
She has even decided that even if she returns to her clan today, she would rather die than merge with others!
"Asshole!"
"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"
"How dare you disrespect our saint!"
But just when Ye Xiaoyao rushed over, An Shanhai beside the sedan suddenly gave a cold shout.
"I, my commander, will grant you death!!"
As soon as the word "death" came out, he immediately punched out, and the void of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred meters suddenly shattered!
It attracted endless lightning and thunder, and the heavy rain suddenly stopped, as if the end was coming in an instant!
"don't want!!"
An Zizi was horrified and shouted!
No one present knew better than her. As the leader of the An family's holy guards, An Shanhai's cultivation had already reached an unimaginable level. Even ordinary martial arts masters were no match for him.
One of his punches has the power of splitting mountains and splitting seas, which is simply not something Ye Xiaoyao can compete with!
"Uh-huh!!"
Sure enough, before the punch was struck, Ye Xiaoyao looked up to the sky and let out a cry of extreme pain!
Just the proximity of that kind of aura made him feel like he was falling into a death hole, and he was about to explode into a ball of blood mist!
"Stop hurting my disciple!!"
However, at this moment, an angry roar sounded, and the figure of Sword Madman instantly faced the fist mark.
Keng! !
A sonorous scream suddenly resounded in the body of the sword madman, and a pair of eyes filled with a sea of blood!
The terrifying mad sword intent surged violently, causing the heavy rain within a kilometer radius to suddenly tremble!
Whoosh! !
The heavy rain in the sky suddenly rolled back, and every drop was like a divine sword, stirring up a terrifying sword energy!
Bang bang bang! ! In an instant, there were deafening explosions in the entire sky!
But in just an instant, the fist seal destroyed the sword rain in the sky and continued to push forward!
"Here comes the sword!!"
The sword madman suddenly roared again, and a sword suddenly appeared in his hand, but the sword's body was covered with dense and terrifying cracks, as if it would break anytime and anywhere.
boom!
But when the sword madman held the broken sword, he seemed to be a different person!
A terrifying aura burst out from his body, and the infinite mad sword intent instantly tore the sky apart!
"break!!"
Finally, the sword madman slashed with his sword, and the magnificent and terrifying fist seal instantly collapsed, like a big sun exploding into pieces. Endless spiritual energy instantly tore through the dark clouds in the sky, and the heavy rain stopped instantly!
"Um?!"
Seeing that his fist seal was actually broken, An Shanhai's domineering eyes couldn't help but shrink!
Although he did not use all his strength in this punch, it was not something that ordinary martial arts masters could resist!
The faces of the black and gold armored guards were even more shocked!
As the leader of the Holy Guard, An Shanhai is extremely powerful even among the powerful warriors. This slovenly old man in front of him actually punched him, which is simply unbelievable!
"Hmph! I didn't expect that little Nanzhou would have such a strong person like you!"
At this time, An Shanhai frowned, and then shouted coldly again: "But I want to see how many punches you can take from me, commander!"
As he spoke, he wanted to take action again.
"Stop!!" But at this moment, An Zizai had already stepped out of the sedan chair and shouted: "They are my friends. If you dare to take action again, this saint will make you miserable!"
"Saint...yes!"
An Shanhai wanted to resist, but when he saw that An Zizai was really angry, he could only gather his aura.
Although he no longer took action, the eyes he looked at Ye Xiaoyao and Jian Kuai were still filled with hostility.
Because he could see that there was a very complicated emotional entanglement between Ye Xiaoyao and his saint.
The An family's first taboo is for a saint to have an affair with others outside!
Uh-huh!
Seeing that An Shanhai no longer blocked him, Ye Xiaoyao rushed up quickly, but before he could get close to An Zizai, An Shanhai shouted coldly again: "Stand there, anyone who dares to come within ten steps of the saint will be killed without mercy!!"
Ye Xiaoyao ignored it, but at this moment the sword madman stepped forward to stop Ye Xiaoyao and shook his head!
If you look carefully, you will see that the broken sword in the sword madman's hand has more cracks!
Ye Xiaoyao could only pause and look at An Zizai ten steps away, who also looked over.
Now that their minds are clear, there should be no distance between them, but these ten steps seem to have become a chasm!
The next moment, Ye Xiaoyao's eyes were slightly red and his voice was hoarse: "Xiao An, can you not leave?"
An Zizi's delicate body trembled and she wanted to nod, but she understood that the An family would never allow it.
If she stayed, Ye Xiaoyao would definitely be killed!
"Xiaoyao, I'm sorry!" An Zizi shook his head, his eyes already filled with tears.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaoyao's expression couldn't help but darken, and then asked again: "Then can we meet again?"
An Zizi remained silent, knowing that once she left, the chance of the two of them meeting again was slim.
It is even possible to separate heaven and man!
Ye Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. He knew that everything was because - he was too weak!
If he is strong enough, who can take An Ziyou away from him!
"Xiao An, I know that with my current abilities, I can't stop them from taking you back to your clan!"
Finally, Ye Xiaoyao looked at An Zizi, with unprecedented determination rising on his thin cheeks.
He said solemnly: "If you believe me, I will definitely go to Anjia to find you in person in the future. If the Martial Emperor cannot do it, then I will become a Martial Lord. If the Martial Lord cannot do it, then I will become a Martial Saint. One day, I will I will personally step into the An family and bring you back to me!"
"Are you—willing to wait for me?" Finally, Ye Xiaoyao looked at An Zizi affectionately.
"willing!"
"I do!"
“I will wait for you until—I die!!”
An Zizai nodded heavily, the tears in his beautiful eyes already flowing uncontrollably.
"cut!"
Seeing this scene, An Shanhai snorted secretly and did not take this statement seriously at all.
A kid in the Martial King Realm also dreams of becoming a Martial Master? Do you want to step through the door of Anjia? It's so ridiculous!
"Holy girl, it's time to go!" Finally, An Shanhai urged.
An Zizai could only look back step by step and stepped into the sedan chair again. The nine wolves pulled the carriage into the air, followed by a group of holy guards.
Finally, when the sedan chair gradually moved away, An Zizi's voice echoed high in the sky again.
"Xiaoyao!"
"I'll wait for you at Anjia!"
"Remember, you must come to me!!"
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