Ye Hongtian stood on the high platform, slightly clenching his fists in all directions, looking extremely polite.

"You can come to Hongtian's wedding, Hongtian, it is an honor, if there is any inconsiderate hospitality, please forgive me. ”

"The Emperor is gracious. ”

"It should. ”

"The Emperor's wedding is a first-class event in the Hongtian Continent, how can we not come?"

"Not bad, not bad. ”

Immediately, someone responded.

Ye Hongtian is the first person in the Hongtian Continent.

The reason why he said that was nothing more than a polite gesture, which everyone still knew very well.

The Eight Heavenly Venerables of the Eight Holy Lands all stood up one after another and gave gifts.

Next, it's time for the wedding.

"Now, bride, please!"

An old man shouted.

He is equivalent to the role of the master of ceremonies.

Not far away, under the heavenly dome, an eight-lifted sedan chair appeared, surrounded by countless maids, who were stepping on the red makeup on the sky.

A maid sprinkled flower petals, making the whole sky look like a rain of flowers, beautiful.

Countless women looked up with envy and hatred.

In the entire Hongtian Continent, I don't know how many women are devoted to Ye Hongtian.

Now, someone is married to Ye Hongtian, how can they not be jealous?

While jealous, I was also very curious about how beautiful that woman was, so that Ye Hongtian was willing to hold a prosperous wedding for her.

Ye Hongtian's women are already quite a few.

However, there was never a so-called wedding.

Now, making an exception for a woman makes them feel sour and at the same time, they also want to know how shocking the person in the sedan chair is.

Ye Hongtian had a satisfied smile on his face.

Pleasure.

Extremely beautiful.

Very beautiful.

This kind of beauty is naturally only available to him, Ye Hongtian.

How can anyone else be eligible?

Just as he was thinking like this, there was a sudden violent fluctuation under the heavenly dome, rippling like a tide.

Ye Hongtian's eyes narrowed, and the cold light bloomed.

He raised his head and looked coldly into the distance.

There, two figures were approaching.

Both are dressed in white, a man and a woman.

Male, with flowing white hair, handsome and a little unspeakable.

Female, her skin is better than snow, her natural appearance is beautiful, and she is a peerless beauty.

Countless people raised their heads and looked at the two of them.

In the direction of the Sanyin Temple, Bai Lingxi, Xuanling Venerable and others all showed a touch of different colors.

These two people actually came.

It seems that the comer is not good!

However, these two guys are inevitably too bold.

This is the Imperial Palace.

It is Ye Hongtian's base camp.

Who would dare to be presumptuous here?

These two people appeared, obviously not to congratulate.

"That's, killing God Song Ziyu!"

Beside him was his Taoist companion, Ximen Qianxue of the Simon family. ”

"These two people are actually here. ”

"These two guys, they are really bold, they are all wanted by the whole world, and they dare to come here?"

"I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Immediately, someone recognized the identities of the two.

Kill God Song Ziyu.

and his wife, Simon Chiyuki.

The two have become famous in these years.

Especially Song Ziyu.

It is said that he has reached the Tianzun level, and the average Tianzun powerhouse is not his opponent at all.

Therefore, even if those Heavenly Venerable powerhouses of the Eight Holy Lands made a move and besieged Song Ziyu again and again, they did not succeed.

"Song Ziyu!" The corners of Ye Hongtian's mouth appeared with a playful arc: "I don't know why you are here?"

"Ye Hongtian, Luo Chengcheng, is the wife of my brother Mo Tianxing, you shamelessly kidnapped him, and you still want to marry him, hehe, Ye Hongtian, do you still want to make a face?"

"Song Mou came here today, just to do one thing, that is, to take away the girl from Allure, today, if anyone dares to stop it, there will be no mercy!" Song Ziyu said, and the breath around him suddenly surged, making the void distorted because of this.

As he spoke, he strode towards the sedan chair.

Ximen Qianxue followed beside him.

"Bold!"

In the direction of the Sword Saint Palace, a Tianzun powerhouse stood up and shouted angrily: "Song Ziyu, you are so big. ”

As he spoke, his figure suddenly twisted, and when he reappeared, he was already in mid-air, looking at Song Ziyu coldly.

On his body, a monstrous trend frantically converged, which was terrifying.

This person is the Great Elder of the Sword Saint Palace, Yang Hua.

"Kneel down quickly, tie your hands and take your life. Yang Hua said coldly and arrogantly.

It seems that in his eyes, Song Ziyu is an ant.

An ant that can be crushed to death at will.

He didn't take it into his eyes at all.

"Die!"

Where would Song Ziyu talk nonsense with him?

At that moment, a punch was directly struck.

This punch blasted out, and a general trend of heaven and earth suddenly converged, forming a supernatural giant peak phantom, which crashed into Yang Hua fiercely.

Tianzun is strong, and his thoughts move.

They can attack with the help of the general trend of heaven and earth.

Yang Hua was suddenly furious.

This guy actually dares to do something to him?

As soon as he grabbed it with his backhand, the long knife he was carrying behind him was caught in his hand.

With a knife in hand, I have it in the world.

At this moment, Yang Hua's temperament suddenly changed.

At this moment, he seems to have turned into a knife.

A knife that is indomitable, incomparably sharp, and splits the sky.

He slashed it out.

Suddenly, a sword ray, like a match, with a majestic knife momentum, roared out.

Heaven and earth have a general trend.

Swords, naturally, also have power.

Potential is also a kind of power, a power that overrides the laws of heaven and earth.

It was obviously just a knife, but at the moment of opening, it seemed to gather the power of the entire world and burst away.

In the next second, the phantom of the Heavenly Giant Peak, and the sword mang, just like two mountains, collided together.

Hearing only a "boom", the sky dome exploded, the sword collapsed, and the phantom of the giant peak disappeared.

A wave of earth-destroying fluctuations, under the heavenly dome, roared into the sky and swept in all directions.

Many of the maids around the sedan chair were hit by the aftermath and exploded directly into a cloud of blood mist.

Seeing that the aftermath was about to hit the sedan chair, next to the sedan chair, a woman waved her hand, and suddenly, a huge shield was suspended in front of her, blocking the aftermath of the slamming.

The blow of the two was earth-shattering.

Yang Hua's face became a little ugly.

originally thought that this knife would be able to kill Song Ziyu, but he didn't expect that it was just an equal share.

This made him extremely unwilling.

"Hehe, God of Killing, I'll meet you. ”

At this moment, Xuanling Venerable also moved.

As soon as her figure flashed, she was already in the sky, and a pair of eyes swept towards Song Ziyu indifferently.

Song Ziyu didn't know the Xuanling Venerable, but he also knew that the other party was one of the top powerhouses of the Fanyin Temple, and at the moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and his face was slightly dignified.

"Kill!"

As soon as Venerable Xuanling arrived, his hand was raised, and suddenly, a monstrous giant palm suddenly formed and slapped it at Song Ziyu.

This palm, like a stroke of genius, is wonderful.

I saw that she had just moved.

This palm has already appeared on the top of Song Ziyu's head, and he is about to kill Song Ziyu with one blow.

(End of chapter)