"Are they all dead?"
In the sedan chair, Lan Luo asked with some uncertainty.
"That's right."
"All dead."
Yang Zhengyi said: "They are too weak to take my palm."
"It can't be said that they are too weak..."
"In fact, there are only a handful of people in the world who can take my hand."
Hearing this, the beautiful blue eyes flashed slightly, and the look in Yang Zhengyi's eyes changed slightly.
The man she fell in love with was so good.
It seems that this time the trouble will be solved smoothly.
She finally didn't have to marry someone she didn't like. Not only that, but she also met someone she liked. It was like going from hell to heaven.
and……
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but steal a glance at Yang Zhengyi, and then their eyes just met, and Lan Luo's pretty face quickly turned red.
"Damn, it's a heart-pounding feeling."
Yang Zhengyi's heart beat faster again.
Seeing this, Chen Fan couldn't help but said: "The air is filled with the smell of love."
He didn't want to watch anymore.
Yan Ruyu asked curiously: "Does love still have a flavor?"
"If anything, it should be sweet."
After saying that, her eyes showed longing.
Chen Fan happened to see her profile, his heart skipped a beat and his eyes went straight.
Yan Ruyu’s side face is extremely beautiful!
Coupled with the unique bookish aroma, it makes people unable to take their eyes away and makes them feel warm all over.
"Luoluo, after you resolve this matter, how about following me to the Wind God Castle?"
At this moment, Yang Zhengyi said: "Luoluo, I'm so good, you shouldn't reject me, right?"
Chen Fan: "..."
Hearing Yang Zhengyi's words, he abruptly withdrew from the state he was in.
This guy……
Not ordinary narcissism.
Hearing this, Lan Luo became even more shy, and then nodded imperceptibly.
Chen Fan: "..."
Is it so easy to chase girls?
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the ancestor of the Jiuyang Clan flashed over and swept towards the battlefield. After looking at the bodies of the Jiuyang Clan Master and others lying on the ground, he narrowed his eyes, and then instantly turned his attention to the sedan chair. !
There, he felt an extremely dangerous aura!
"The pinnacle level of the Second Grade Venerable Realm!"
Immediately, he was sure that the person who took action was from the sedan chair, and he instantly judged the opponent's strength level.
He is worthy of being the ancestor of Jiuyang Sect!
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, he flashed and came to the gate of Fengshen Castle and said: "I, the ancestor of Jiuyang Clan, came here to pay a visit to the Lord of Fengshen Castle!"
"The castle master is not here."
"Deputy Lord of the Lower Wind Castle, what do you want?"
The deputy master of Fengshen Castle, He Tu, appeared and asked.
"Deputy Lord River!"
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan immediately raised his hand and said, "I would like to ask you to help me and kill someone."
"oh?"
Hearing this, He Tu, who was tall but well-dressed, immediately raised his eyebrows, and then asked: "Who is it? What kind of strength? What price can you pay?"
"This person is in the city below!"
"The peak strength of the second-grade Venerable Realm!"
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan said: "I am willing to pay 100,000 Holy Spirit Veins."
"I will be the main force in this battle. I only need Deputy Fort Master He to help me."
"how?"
"200,000 Holy Spirit Veins!"
Hetu said directly.
"make a deal!"
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
As long as he is still alive, he will be able to obtain 200,000 Holy Veins sooner or later!
Jiuyangmen can still survive!
If he dies or is severely injured, all efforts will be in vain!
"Here's the deposit!"
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan did not hesitate and directly handed over the 30,000 Holy Spirit veins in his body to Hetu.
Seeing such a large number of Holy Spirit Veins, He Tu was not polite and picked them up directly, and then the two of them came to the sedan chair together.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
…
In addition, the powerful men from other forces who were originally in the Wind God Castle also followed suit.
"Did you kill some of the top executives of Jiuyang Sect?"
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan stared at the sedan chair, his terrifying aura firmly locked onto Yang Zhengyi inside.
He Tu on the side also stretched out his hands, his big white and smooth hands glowing with a strange red light, ready to take action at any time.
"Ancestor of Jiuyang Clan?"
Yang Zhengyi's voice sounded, but his expression did not change much.
Hetu: "???"
This man...why does his voice sound a bit like the castle master?
what's the situation?
The roaring holy power in his body suddenly stagnated.
"Since your Excellency knows about me, you still dare to kill me, a senior member of Jiuyang Clan. It seems... you don't take me seriously."
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan on the side didn't know what happened and said coldly.
"Do I take you seriously?"
Yang Zhengyi said disdainfully: "Are you worthy of appearing in my eyes?"
"you……"
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan snorted coldly, was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly chose to take action: "Deputy Lord He, take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he punched out.
Nine rays of pure Yang holy power roared out in an instant and turned into nine ferocious beasts!
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
…
Tiger, leopard, jackal, wolf... bear!
Then it pounced towards the sedan chair, as fast as lightning.
This man is worthy of being the ancestor of the Jiuyang Clan, and his strength is much stronger than the master of the Jiuyang Clan!
"Wind Shield!"
Yang Zhengyi reached out with one hand, and then pressed it down violently.
"boom!"
Then, with him as the center, wind shields formed in circles around him in an instant!
The closer you get to him, the higher the wind speed and the stronger your defense!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
Soon enough, the nine ferocious beasts slammed into the wind shield.
Then he wantonly destroyed layers of wind shields!
After breaking through dozens of layers...
"boom!"
The last surviving tiger-shaped ferocious beast threw itself on the sedan chair and tore it into pieces on the spot.
It was also at this time that the surviving tiger-shaped ferocious beast was weakened to the extreme. Naturally, it was unable to break through Yang Zhengyi's last wind shield!
The moment it came into contact with the last wind shield, it collapsed and dissipated into nothingness!
"Deputy Lord River!"
The next moment, the ancestor of Jiuyang Sect frowned and looked at Hetu with a questioning look in his eyes: Wasn't it agreed upon?
Why don't you take action?
"Greetings to the Lord of the Castle!"
He Tu immediately stepped forward on cat steps and then saluted respectfully.
At this moment, he was filled with anxiety and a cold sweat broke out all over his back: Are you kidding!
How could he possibly deal with the castle owner!
Now that I think about it, he is really smart!
He should have guessed that the strong man in the sedan chair was the castle lord!
Damn the ancestor of Jiuyang Clan, it was all his fault!
"Fortmaster?"
The ancestor of Jiuyang Clan was suddenly stunned and had an ominous premonition.
A series of symbols appeared in the minds of the surrounding strong men: "???"
What's the meaning?
The one who snatched the bride was the Lord of Fengshen Castle? ! !
Suddenly, they understood why the Wind God Castle suddenly appeared above their city!
I see!
only……
Lan Luo actually knows the master of Fengshen Castle?
For a time, a sentence came to many people's minds: "Don't mess with beautiful women."
"Because you don't know what awesome and powerful people she has met!"
"Who gave her this capital?"
It is obvious that these people are looking at beautiful women with a narrow vision.
As everyone knows...
Lan Luo and Yang Zhengyi are able to reach this stage today entirely because of the "grace of giving pills"!
"I said……"
"You don't deserve to be in my eyes!"
Yang Zhengyi turned his back to the ancestor of Jiuyang Clan, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Next, if I turn my back to you, I can kill you!"
Everyone: "???"
What is this operation?
Chen Fan: "..."
Yan Ruyu: "..."
