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The two stood on the avenue at the bottom of the steps, complaining to each other about their heartfelt feelings and lovesickness.

The thousands of people in the square were dumbfounded, and everyone's eyes widened, and their eyes were about to fall to the ground.

"Kissing?!"

"Oh my God, is that kid crazy? He dares to rob his relatives in Wushuang City in front of everyone in the world!"

"It's over, no one in heaven or on earth can save that kid, he's dead!"

"Under such a lot of attention, but the wedding has suffered such an accident, Wushuang City and the Heavenly Sword Sect will be 'humiliated', and they will definitely be furious!"

The whole square was boiling, and everyone let out exclamations and discussions.

Nie Bingyan sat down on the steps, looking at He Wuxian and Mu Zichen, who were enthusiastically embracing, with a look of despair on her face.

"It's over, it's over...... I will definitely be executed by the lord of the castle. ”

She looked at this qiē in despair, her eyes empty and blank.

Du Xuanji, Xue Tianjiao, and Fu Yuankang were also completely stunned.

The three of them didn't expect that He Wuxian would make such a move.

In particular, He Wuxian and Mu Zichen hugged each other affectionately, and at first glance they were old acquaintances.

Xue Tianjiao and Fu Yuankang had extremely solemn faces.

They know the consequences of Ho's hateless actions.

Although Du Xuanji's face did not change his 'color', his eyes were flashing with 'fine' light, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood what He Wuxian meant by what he said before.

On the altar in the center of the square, Lu Feiyang and the others were also as if they were petrified.

The Northern Immortal Weng had a strange face, looking at He Wuxian and Mu Zichen.

Teng Qingyun and Lu Feiyang, their faces turned pitch black, and the blue tendons on their foreheads were violent.

This unexpected scene made both of them lose face, and the two martial arts holy places lost face!

At this moment, Nie Bingyan, who had lost her soul, came back to her senses, and shouted in a terrible voice: "Jinjia 'squire' guard, catch that disciple for me!"

Many of the golden-armored 'squires' guards were at a loss, and when they suddenly received the order, they immediately roared angrily and rushed towards He Wuxi.

Suddenly, more than thirty Martial King masters attacked, swinging their swords and stabbing out dozens of sword lights, pointing directly at He Wuxian's whole body.

Although He Wuhate hugged Mu Zichen, he was pouring out his thoughts as if no one was around.

But his divine consciousness enveloped the entire square, and he saw everyone's movements clearly.

Seeing more than eighty sword lights attacking, he turned his body and blocked in front of Mu Zichen, waving his hand to shoot out two flame giant hands.

"Covering the sky!"

Two ten-zhang flame giant hands, carrying a distance of more than 10 million catties, instantly hit dozens of sword lights.

The crisp sound of "click" was endless, and more than eighty sword lights were instantly annihilated by the firelight and shattered into fragments of brilliance. 800WWW.800BOOK

Not only that, He Wuxian snorted coldly again, and the flame giant hand drove straight in, slapping on those gold-armored 'squire' guards.

Suddenly, only the muffled sound of "bang bang bang" was heard one after another.

More than 30 gold-armored 'guards' were all slapped out by the flame giant hand, and they fell at the entrance of the main hall's 'door'.

Seeing the battle break out, there was a sudden chaos in the square.

With He Wuhate as the center, the people around him retreated one after another, vacating a vacant space with a radius of thousands of feet.

Except for him and Mu Zichen, there was no one around.

Seeing that many golden-armored 'attendants' were shot away, Steward Lu of the Heavenly Sword Sect was immediately furious.

He shouted angrily and came at He Wuxian.

"The junior is rampant!"

The figure of the middle-aged butler flashed, and he instantly crossed two hundred zhang away, rushing to the front of He Wuxian.

I saw him clenching his hands into fists, condensing two huge fists, and blasting fiercely.

The strong wind behind him struck, and He Wuxian was immediately vigilant.

Sensing the terrifying power in the two fists, they both exceeded tens of millions of catties.

Under his divine sense, he found that Steward Lu was a second-level martial emperor.

His face immediately sank, and a monstrous flame burst out from his body, and his hands clenched into fists and blasted out fiercely.

The Heavenly Seal on his arms emitted a faint purple light, making his strength double that was not weaker than the second-level Martial Emperor in the slightest.

"Boom!"

The fists of the two of them slammed together, and a terrifying sound broke out, shaking the ground of the square and cracking countless cracks.

The furious energy swept all around, blowing a hurricane visible to the naked eye, tearing the air into countless white 'color' cracks.

The fists of the two exploded at the same time, turning into fragments of brilliance, and slamming all around.

In the dazzling flickering light, both of them were shocked and retreated.

"Pedal ......"

He Wuxian retreated five steps away before he stood still, his 'chest' mouth rising and falling slightly, and he was unloading the impact.

However, Steward Lu "pedaled" and withdrew six steps before stopping, his 'chest' rose and fell violently, and his snort was very heavy.

This scene shocked everyone, and the audience was in an uproar, and countless people let out incredible exclamations.

"Oh my God, it's incredible!"

"Steward Lu of the Heavenly Sword Sect is a second-level martial emperor, why is he just a ninth-level martial king, and the two of them can actually fight to a tie?"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it if I was killed, a ninth-level martial king would be able to block the attack of a second-level martial emperor!"

"Today is really an eye-opener! No wonder He Wuxian is only a ninth-level martial king, but he can become the chief disciple of the Immortal Sect, so that's it!"

"It's so shocking! No wonder He Wuhate dared to snatch his relatives, it turned out that he had no fear. ”

It's not a big deal to see the excitement, and the thousands of people in the square have their eyes focused on He Wuxian and commented on him.

From the moment He Wuxian followed Du Xuanji into Wushuang City, he attracted everyone's attention.

Countless people were puzzled, how could a ninth-level martial king be qualified to become the chief disciple of the Immortal Sect?

After all, the chief disciples of the other eight martial arts holy lands were at least Martial Emperor powerhouses.

It wasn't until now, after seeing He Wuxian's 'fight' with Steward Lu with their own eyes, that everyone suddenly realized.

The ninth-level Martial King was able to withstand the attack of the second-level Martial Emperor, this kind of thing had never been heard of for a long time, and everyone was even more shocked and surprised.

Seeing that He Wuxian repelled more than thirty gold-armored 'guards' with one move, Mu Zichen was already shocked.

Now seeing that He Wuxian and Steward Lu fought with all their might, they did not fall behind at all, and her eyes were even more colorful.

She never thought that after two years of not seeing each other, He Wuxian had grown into such a strong master.

Even though she was extremely talented, had the bloodline of the Sword Ancestor, and had the top resource cultivation of Wushuang City, she was only a fifth-level Martial King now.

Her upgrade speed is already shocking to the past and the present, and she can be called an absolute genius.

But compared to He Wuxian, it is still dwarfed.

Seeing that the young man with a 'flower' and a flamboyant tongue back then has now become a martial arts master, her heart is full of relief and sweetness.

He Wuxian's anti-heaven expression made her even more proud.

This is the man she values and loves Mu Zichen, and she has such a peerless talent, which proves that she has excellent vision.

Steward Lu originally thought that dealing with He Wuxi, a ninth-level martial king, would be a good way to capture him, and he would be able to take it down with one move.

Now, not only did he fail to capture He Wuxian, but he suffered a loss in the hands of 'Jiao', and suddenly became difficult to ride a tiger.

In particular, the chatter around him made him even more ashamed.

"You dare to sabotage the marriage between the Heavenly Sword Sect and Wushuang City, you are really a big dog!"

"Today, this seat will take you down and punish you severely in front of fellow martial artists in the world!"

When the words fell, he burst into a golden light.

The body turned into a golden light giant sword, and it slammed towards He Wuxian.

In order to kill or capture He Wuxian, he did not hesitate to use the hole cards of the Yuan Shen Imperial Sword to save his lost face.

Seeing this scene, Xue Tianjiao suddenly felt worried, and couldn't help but stop it.

But Du Xuanji secretly transmitted the voice, so that Xue Tianjiao watched the changes quietly and did not act rashly.

Even in the face of Steward Lu's Yuan Shen Giant Sword, He has no hatred and no fear.

A sword as black as ink suddenly appeared in his right hand, fluttering with purple flames.

"Emperor Yan opens the heavens!"

I only heard him roar angrily, and slashed down with the blood-drinking knife in both hands.

The ten-zhang long flame sword light burst out with terrifying power, and slashed the golden 'colored' Yuan God Giant Sword fiercely.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar sounded.

The ten-zhang long golden 'colored' giant sword was cut open by more than a dozen cracks and flew back upside down.

The giant sword shattered into fragments of golden light, fluttering down into the sky, making the sky gorgeous.

With a muffled sound, Steward Lu flew thirty feet away and smashed into the ground of the square.

The incomparably solid cloud lapis slabs were smashed into large pieces, revealing a large pit with a radius of dozens of zhang.

Rubble and dust splashed all over the sky, spilling on Steward Lu's body, making him extremely wolfy.

He struggled to get up from the bottom of the pit, and as soon as he stood up, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on He Wuxi.

I saw him holding Mu Zichen in his left hand and the blood-drinking knife in his right hand, exuding a monstrous battle intent and strong momentum.

Such a scene shocked thousands of people in the square.

Everyone boiled and erupted in earth-shattering exclamations.

"Oh my God!

"The ninth-level Martial King can actually defeat the second-level Martial Emperor!

"The Immortal Sect has made a lot of money, and there is such a demonic chief disciple!"

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed this miraculous thing!"

“......”

For a moment, everyone was shocked by He Wuxian, and their eyes were full of admiration and fear.

On the altar, Lu Feiyang's face became extremely embarrassed, his fists were clenched, and the blue tendons on his forehead were beating violently.

He Wuxian dared to injure Steward Lu, this is to challenge the majesty of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and it must not be tolerated!

The most important thing is that today is the day when he marries Mu Zichen, but he was robbed of his relatives by He Wuxi.

This kind of shame made him want to break He Wuhate into pieces!

However, just as he was about to make a move in anger, Deputy City Lord Teng Qingyun spoke.

His face was pale, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he asked in a cold tone: "Why don't you hate, you are the enemy of our Peerless City!"

"You are now the chief disciple of the Immortal Sect, you have to think clearly about the consequences of doing this! If you stop now and apologize to Prince Lu Feiyang, this seat can look at the face of Emperor Xuanji Martial and not blame you for the past. ”

As the deputy city lord of Wushuang City, Teng Qingyun was able to make such a decision, which had already given Du Xuanji a lot of face.

He also wanted to take care of the overall situation, and he didn't want to completely tear his face with the Immortal Sect, so he gave He Wuxian a step.

But what he never expected was that He Wuxian shook his head with a sneer, and said in a loud voice.

"Thank you for the kindness of the deputy city lord, but forgive me for not obeying my fate. ”

"One person does things and one person is responsible, this matter has nothing to do with the Immortal Sect. Zichen will never marry Lu Feiyang, and I will definitely stop the wedding. Even if I am broken today, I will not back down. ”

"Because, Mu Zichen is my fiancée! I don't have a hateful 'woman', even if I am the king of heaven, I can't snatch it away!"