"King Shura is here." The crowd around us made way aside with anger. A group of guards surrounded an extremely majestic middle-aged man and walked into the scene. The middle-aged man exuded an extremely domineering aura, which made almost no one dared to face him.
he.
"King Shura, what does it mean to be here today?" Seeing King Shura come over in person, King Zhengde's face became even more ugly. This was clearly a joke to see him.
"Brother Wang, today is the day for my niece to have a happy night stand. How could I, the uncle, not come? Come, bring all the gifts I have given to my niece to my niece to have a night stand."
More than a dozen boxes of gifts were raised, and King Zhengde's face turned purple, and anger was almost bursting in his chest.
"Brother Wang, are you not satisfied with my gift?" Looking at King Zhengde who was about to burst into anger, King Shura sneered.
"Very good, Brother Wang, you are intent." King Zhengde gritted his teeth hatefully. Although he was full of anger, he didn't get angry at this moment.
"Why are you polite, brother Wang? This is all right. By the way, why didn't you see the groom? The wedding is about to begin." King Shura deliberately pretended not to know anything and exposed King Zhengde fiercely
The scar.
"You don't need to worry about this. We will solve the problem of our Zhengde Palace by ourselves." Tianyang gritted his teeth fiercely, and almost all his teeth were grinding.
"Why did Brother Wang say that? I'm also concerned about my niece at night stands. In addition, I heard Luo'er say so much that his sister-in-law said, so I naturally want to meet him."
"King Shura, don't go too far. Today is a happy day for love, and I don't want to fight with you."
"Brother Wang, what did you say? Is this king here to cause trouble for you? Don't blame me for wrongly."
"Uncle Wang, you can come to the wedding of the night stand. I am very happy with the night stand. Thank you for your gift. As for the groom, I'm sorry, he didn't come today." The night stand came up with no fluctuations on his face.
Dao. It seems that nothing can affect her at all. Perhaps Tianyang's death will completely die, so she will no longer feel anything.
"Since the groom is not here, how should this marriage be done? You won't make a mistake in the night stand niece."
"Uncle Wang will know in a while. Although Tianyang cannot come here, I will bring his spiritual position." Yefang waved his hand, and the maid behind him stepped forward and brought Tianyang's spiritual position up.
"Brother Wang, you should be satisfied now. Yes, King Zhengde has no son-in-law, and his daughter will be a widow for the rest of her life, but I tell you, you will never succeed. As long as I, Zhengde, are there in one breath, you will
Don't think about it."
"Brother Wang, why bother? It's all like this. If you fight with me, it's meaningful. Even if you win, no one can inherit everything about you. Isn't this a waste of time?
Let me fulfill my king.”
"Go to dream of yours. Even if you don't get anything in the end, I will never let you get a bargain. People like you are not worthy of sitting in that position."
"Okay, since that's the case, let's go and see. I want to see why you, a guy who has no cultivation, compete with me."
"King Shura." King Zhengde roared loudly, and a strong qi emerged from him, and the air around him suddenly became solemn. Now, he could no longer bear it. King Shura was really bullying too much.
"Brother Wang wants to do it, I'm here to accompany you." A strong Shura evil aura ejaculation emerged from King Shura, condensed into a qi and collided with the Haoran qi that emerged from King Zhengde. A terrifying aura continued to be around.
It was stirred up and forced the people around to retreat in anger. King Shura and King Zhengde were both the peak martial saints who had been famous for a long time. They can even be said to be one of the ultimate martial saints who are closest to the realm of Martial Masters. Their powers are all
It has reached the limit of the Martial Saint's body today. It has a total of millions of terrifying powers. Who dares to get close to them with such power?
"Father, today is the day for my daughter to be happy, and it is unlucky to see blood." The night stand walked up to hold King Zhengde.
"Father, today is the day for my sister in Yeshi, so you can control yourself." The little Shura King also walked up. At this time, only he and Yeshi had the courage to persuade King Zhengde and King Shura.
"Okay, I'll give my daughter a face, I won't bother with you today." King Zhengde dissipated his Haoran energy in his body hatred.
"I will also give my niece Yefang, so I will spare you today. Next time, I will let you know what the power of Shura King is." He thought that his qualifications were better than King Zhengde, although he and King Zhengde advanced to martial arts together.
At the holy realm, but King Zhengde was twenty at that time, but he was only nineteen and a half years old. It was just the Haoran Gangqi that the damn King Zhengde cultivated, but he restrained his Shura Gangqi. Otherwise, he would have been
He stepped on King Zhengde under his feet.
"I'll wait and see what progress you have made in the past few years." King Zhengde stared at King Shura coldly. His great energy restrained the Asura energy, so King Shura could not do anything to him.
"Get out of the way!" A loud shout sounded, and the crowds around were forced to spread, and a familiar figure appeared.
"Tianyang!" The night stand cried with joy, dragged the gift and ran over, throwing it into the warm embrace.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." Tianyang said with guilt in his arms. Because of him, he made Ye Stand suffer. Under such great pressure, he still decided to marry him. He was really moved.
But if this is the case, he felt more and more guilty, because in the end, he would still hurt the night stand severely and hurt such a very good girl.
"It's okay, as long as you come back, I thought, I thought you would never come back." Night stand sobbed.
"Hahaha, OK, it's good to come back." King Zhengde walked up with a laugh. He felt the breath he was holding in his heart suddenly dissipated. It felt like he had taken a cold shower, from head to toe
A comfortable area.
"Tianyang pays homage to his father. These days, he has worried his father." Tianyang quickly knelt in front of King Zhengde.
"Son-in-law, please come up and talk about what happened to you these days, and there has been no news at all."
"Several marshals and several young masters, don't you need to explain?" Tian Yang looked at the heads of the four great war gods and their young masters in a cold voice.
"You survived, your vitality is strong enough." Zhuifeng's head looked at Tianyang without much surprise. He did not do his best in the last palm, although the first two palms were also very powerful, enough to kill them.
A master of top-grade martial arts saints or above. However, Tianyang is obviously not an ordinary person, so there is still a great possibility that he will survive.