"Master Han, you and I will work together against him, Elder Wang Zhen, you will deal with that kid!" After Xingyun finished speaking, he immediately used his spiritual power and rushed straight towards Yun Feng.

"Father, don't!" Han Lin cried out in pain.

"Shut up, I'll settle accounts with you when I come back!" Han Feng snorted coldly, and also used his spiritual power to rush towards Yun Feng.

"Stinky boy, the venue here is too small, go outside!" the Demon Emperor said hurriedly.

Yun Feng waved his black robe and retreated outside, while Xingyun and Han Feng, who were attacking, saw that Yun Feng was leaving, so they also followed the latter and flew outside.

Looking at the scene that is happening now, the entire hall is filled with excitement.

The drama of snatching relatives, coupled with endless hatred, such a dramatic wedding, who is not excited!

What's more, there are still some forces in the crowd who have suppressed the Han family and the Xing family, and now they want to witness the fall of the two families, which is really ridiculous.

Retreating outside, Yun Feng stood in front of the corpse-strewn guards with his sword and said, "Come on!"

"Boy, you!"

Looking at the fallen guards outside, Han Feng and Xingyun couldn't help but clench their fists, and their hearts were endlessly sad.

"I want you to pay!" Xingyun stepped on it, and his entire body turned into a point of light and crashed into Yun Feng.

"Hmph!" Yun Feng's heart moved, and the sword void spirit appeared, surrounding the top of Yun Feng's head, exuding a brilliant brilliance.

"That Xingyun is the seventh layer of the True Martial Realm, and that Han Feng is the ninth layer of the True Martial Realm, the combined strength of the two can kill the powerhouses in the early stage of the Yuan Departure Realm, you kid is only at the peak of the Spirit Realm now, don't be careless!" the Demon Emperor reminded worriedly.

"Got it, got it, it's really troublesome...... Yun Feng muttered speechlessly, and stepped forward to meet Xingyun who rushed over, and in an instant, a light blue spiritual power lingered in the sword, turning into a blue sword flower blooming in the air, like a strange blue flower blooming.

The sword light was dazzling, and the cold air was biting.

Xingyun retreated violently, only to almost dodge the sword flower stabbed by Yun Feng, he quickly unsealed, frantically urging the golden spiritual power in his body, and a golden dragon roared around Lucky.

"Long Xiao!"

The golden dragon slowly circulated outside the main hall, the dragon scales shining on the huge body, and the dragon claws were extremely sharp, as if as soon as it appeared, the whole thing would lose its color, and the heavens and the earth would tremble slightly.

"This is the inheritance martial art of the Xing family!" Han Feng on the side looked at the lifelike golden dragon in mid-air in shock, how could he not recognize that this was the inheritance martial art passed down by the Xing family, both in rank and power.

It seems that Xingyun is really going to abandon everything......

"Boy, this martial art is a inheritance martial art, according to your current strength, it is not enough to fight head-on, so hurry up and use your spiritual power to block it now. The Demon Emperor reminded.

"Hmph, I'm going to learn something!" Yun Feng categorically refused without answering the Demon Emperor, and then the corners of his mouth rose, and he said with a smile: "Isn't there still your support from the Ancient Demon Emperor?

"You kid......" The Demon Emperor sighed, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force covered Yun Feng, forming a protective shield composed of powerful forces.

Seeing that the safety was guaranteed, Yun Feng smiled proudly in his heart, so he calmed down, put on a posture, and a trace of electricity appeared on Yun Feng's arm, and then he was dragged into the sword and let out a thunderous sound.

"Boom!"

And at this moment, a roar came, and Wang Zhen's figure flew out of the hall like a cannonball.

And then Gu Qiu walked out of it with a fan on his face and a smile on his face.

"Poof-" Wang Zhen half-knelt on the ground, staring at his eyes and just about to speak, when suddenly his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"How is this possible, Elder Wang Zhen can't hold on!"

The guests looked at the scene in front of them and were in a trance for a while.

Yun Feng glanced at Gu Qiuzhui with a faint smile, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then looked at the folding fan in his hand meaningfully.

"Die!" The golden dragon that condensed and formed roared in the sky, shocking everyone for a while.