Yang Yanrong's consistent principle is to never hit women. Of course, if you want to hit, you have to use cannons, not with your hands, and not with your feet. Now he is not afraid of this Aunt Burning Dragon? Relying on his strength, he skillfully avoided Yang Paifeng's fist and got off the carriage with a smile.

Yang Paifeng was so angry that she stomped her feet, but she was too impatient to bear it.

When Yu Chu and others got off the carriage, the martial arts people outside had gathered more and more. A few sharp-eyed people had noticed Yu Chu's first party and were talking in a low voice.

"Miss Sang, are you really here?" A voice full of surprise came. Yang Yanrong looked back and said, "Damn, she looks like a woman, why are she dressed so beautifully? Isn't this arousing the eyes of men?"

He is so beautiful. If this face is on a woman, he will definitely be a person who will be so angry that Xi Shi is ashamed of Zhaojun.

Sang Yuchu smiled and nodded, saying, "Xie Shaoxia, you are here too!"

"Well? Miss Sang, who is he? How can you let this strange man hold your hand?" Xie Shaoxia's handsome face twisted in an instant, and his pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to spit out a fire. He pointed at Yang Yanrong and said, "Miss Sang is a fairy-like figure. How can you, a vulgar man in the mountains, be so blasphemous? Why don't you let her go quickly?"

Damn! Who is this person? Yang Yanrong looked at Sang Yuchu, his eyes full of doubts.

Sang Yuchu smiled bitterly and whispered: "He is Xie Zhenyu from Yujian Villa that I told you."

The love rival is coming! Yang Yanrong's expression suddenly became tense, but instead hugged Sang Yuchu's slender waist and said, "She is my wife. What's the matter with you if I want to hold you?"

"Wife? Yuchu, how could you marry me on my back?" Xie Zhenyu's face suddenly turned pale, staring at Yang Yanrong with disbelief, and said, "Tell me quickly, have you used some despicable means? I want to kill you!"

A dragon roar was choking, and a cold light hit Yang Yanrong's throat.

Fast, it's too fast! Even though Yang Yanrong had supernatural powers, he still felt a little overwhelmed. Sang Yuchu was shocked, and pulled Yang Yanrong backwards, protecting his body tightly behind him. At the same time, the sword light condensed, and Xie Zhenyu's sword was already pressing against Yuchu's throat.

Xie Zhenyu looked at the fairy-like girl Sang in his mind in his trembling voice: "You, are you willing to be my sword for him?"

Sang Yuchu said lightly: "He is my husband, how can you let you hurt him? Xie Shaoxia, we were friends before, but now we may not even be friends."

"I..." Xie Zhenyu asked intermittently, "Why, what is the least I can't compare to him? In terms of martial arts, I am the first person in the younger generation. In terms of appearance, I am ten times more confident than him. In terms of papers, I am the Tanhua selected by the current emperor. In terms of family situation, is my sword villa worse than others? Miss Sang, tell me, why is this?"

"I don't like others threatening my wife with a knife!" Yang Yanrong walked out, slowly pulled Xie Zhenyu's sword with his fingers clamped the tip of the sword.

Xie Zhenyu was full of shock, and his pupils suddenly contracted. Master! A real master! There are very few people who can pull out his sword that has full internal strength in the martial arts world!

"Who are you?" Xie Zhenyu asked vigilantly withdrew his sword.

"I am your dad! Fuck!" Yang Yanrong was so angry that he punched Xie Zhenyu in the face.

With a muffled sound of "bang!", Xie Zhenyu flew out three feet away with his sword. He flipped his body a few times before he stood up.

"You sneak attack me!" Xie Zhenyu said angrily.

"Damn it, you are not fucking qualified to be arrogant in front of me!" Yang Yanrong rushed forward and beat the young owner of the sword villa, the first young man in the martial arts world, to no avail.

"Yang Lang, is it enough?" Sang Yuchu said coldly, staring at him fiercely.

"Haha, enough!" Yang Yanrong smiled awkwardly, kicked Xie Zhenyu again, and cursed: "Damn, why don't you fight back?"

Xie Zhenyu smiled bitterly and said, "Blow, beat me, hit me, I feel a little more comfortable." Finally, Miss Sang still has me in her heart and knows not to let others hurt me."

"You are too shameless! They didn't even attack you, you still fought, bah, shameless!" Yang Paifeng couldn't see it anymore, looked at Yang Yanrong with contempt, and turned his head again.

Damn, it’s all my fault? Yang Yanrong felt unhappy!

"Xie Shaoxia, go! I already have a husband!" Sang Yuchu walked up, took Yang Yanrong's hand, and smiled apologetically. Is Yang Yanrong very moved? Or is my wife understand me? Damn, if someone wants to poach me, can I beat him? I despise you!

"Okay, I'll leave now!" Xie Zhenyu's heart was full of bitterness, and he wanted to find a place where no one was to cry. He has never suffered such a blow since he was a child. He has been smooth sailing, with excellent martial arts and outstanding literary talent. In the world, Xie Zhenyu is the prince charming in the minds of many female heroes. The first time the girl he liked married someone! And this person is not a little worse than himself.

"Wow, who is that young man? He beat Mr. Xie so badly? He is so handsome!" A female hero looked at Yang Yanrong, her eyes full of stars.

"Tsk, don't you know now? Young Master Xie didn't fight back at all, okay? Haven't you seen his earth-shaking sword just now, even Sang Yuchu, "A hero with a little eyes on the side looked at this dinosaur-like heroine, and quickly left her three meters away, for fear that the idiot girl would feel affection and would pester her.

"Oh, so that's it! Uncle, can you tell me?" Seeing that the hero was very masculine, the female hero quickly moved forward.

"My God!" The masturbating hero was sweating all over, and was so scared that he quickly fled in panic.

"Hey, hey, don't leave, uncle, you haven't told me yet." The heroine MM...

"Oh, you're pitiful enough. You're not like you!" Yang Yanrong walked up to him, patted Xie Zhenyu on the shoulder with a smile, and whispered: "If you want to learn, go back and talk to me in private. I see that you are handsomer than me and have higher martial arts skills than me, so it shouldn't be difficult to pick up a few girls!"

Xie Zhenyu thrust his face, who are these people? Is this called picking up girls? This is called infatuation! He curled his lips disdainfully, and was too lazy to pay attention to Yang Yanrong's kindness.
Chapter completed!