Nie Bingyan couldn't imagine what kind of uproar would be caused if He Wuxian did such a thing in front of the public.

Wushuang City and Heavenly Sword Sect, what great shame will they suffer?

However, seeing He Wuxian standing quietly in the crowd, Nie Bingyan felt a little at ease.

She stared at He Wuxian with a cold light in her eyes, and secretly thought in her heart: "Hmph, what if the toad turns over? This matter is a foregone conclusion, if He Wuxian dares to do something insulting my Wushuang City in front of the people of the world, he will inevitably be attacked by the masses." ”

At this moment, both the Peerless City and the Heavenly Sword Sect had finished speaking.

A short and fat old man with a white beard was invited to the high platform.

This person is none other than the Northern Immortal Weng, who was invited by Wushuang City to be the officiant and witness of the wedding.

The Northern Immortal Weng is more than 4,000 years old, and although he is only a ninth-level martial emperor, he is quite respected by the nine martial arts holy lands, and he is a master of the Dao.

He stood on the high platform, with a kind and kind smile on his face, and announced in a loud voice: "Please ask the two newcomers to worship the heavens and ancestors, and then worship the church." ”

The marriage between the two clans is not trivial, and it is natural that it is necessary to worship the heavens and ancestors, and then worship the church.

In the middle of the square, a platform dozens of feet high has already been erected.

The ritual of worshipping the heavens and ancestors will be carried out on the altar and witnessed by all present.

Together with Teng Qingyun, the deputy city lord of Wushuang City, and the steward of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Northern Immortal Weng took the lead in ascending the altar, followed by Lu Feiyang.

Mu Zichen was supported by Nie Bingyan and slowly stepped down the steps and walked towards the altar in the center of the square.

Even though both of them are martial kings and powerhouses, they can fly to the altar in the blink of an eye.

But Mu Zichen is a holy 'daughter' who is going to marry after all, and she can't lose her etiquette in front of her fellow people in the world, so she naturally has to step by step on the altar.

When Nie Bingyan helped Mu Zichen down the steps and gradually approached He Wuxian, Nie Bingyan's heartbeat gradually accelerated.

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In order not to lose her temper in public, Nie Bingyan had no choice but to lower her head and not look at He Wuxian's expression and eyes.

She had been silently praying in her heart, praying that he would not act rashly.

She trembled and helped Mu Zichen down the steps and stepped onto the avenue.

At this time, she and Mu Zichen were only two feet away from He Wuxian, which could be said to be close at hand.

At this moment, Nie Bingyan's nerves tensed all over her body.

And He Wuxian in the crowd, his fists hidden in the sleeves of his robe were also clenched.

He had been waiting for his chance, but he couldn't wait any longer.

Once Mu Zichen and Lu Feiyang were allowed to worship the sky, ancestors and worship the hall.

That is the marriage witnessed by the gods, even if he can snatch Mu Zichen back, it will become a great regret.

Even if all eyes are on at this moment, there are many strong people, and He Wuhate is also on the bow and has to be sent.

Just when Nie Bingyan was full of worry, He Wuxian in the crowd suddenly burst out with a strong momentum.

His figure flashed, and he stopped in front of Mu Zichen.

"Zichen, I'm here!"

The sound of piercing the golden cracked stone reverberated through the universe and clearly spread throughout the entire square.

At that moment, everyone was stunned, and they all looked at He Wuxian with stunned faces, their eyes widened.

Thousands of people were petrified and didn't understand what He Wuhate was going to do.

In the eyes of everyone, such actions are completely desecrating the holy 'daughter' of the Peerless City.

This is to make enemies of the Peerless City and the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Mu Zichen was also stunned, her body froze in place, trembling slightly.

Du Xuanji, Xue Tianjiao and Fu Yuankang were also stunned, and their eyes were full of doubt.

Teng Qingyun, Northern Immortal Weng, and Lu Feiyang, who were standing on the altar, were also stunned.

No one understands what He Wuhate is going to do.

There is only one person who knows, and that is Nie Bingyan.

Her pretty face turned pale as paper in an instant, her eyes widened, and her eyes showed horror and anger.

She never expected that He Wuxian would really dare to ruin the wedding.

Thinking of the consequences of the destruction of the wedding, the scene of Wushuang City and the Heavenly Sword Sect being 'humiliated' at the same time, Nie Bingyan angrily waved her palm at He Wuxian.

"Why don't you hate, get out of here!"

In the midst of the loud cheers, Nie Bingyan shot angrily.

Although her hands were slender and dexterous, white and soft as boneless, they bloomed with a cold and icy brilliance, bursting out with nearly ten million catties of power.

The strength of the ninth-level Martial King was completely displayed, and a single palm slap was enough to collapse a mountain.

"What if He Wuhate the salted fish turns over, even if it's a ninth-level martial king? Back then, I could slap him away with one palm like a fly, but now I can also seriously injure him with one move. ”

"As long as I don't let him say anything, I will injure him with one move, and the gold-armored 'squire' guard will take him down, and the wedding will not be ruined. ”

Nie Bingyan thought like this in her heart, and the yuan power in her body increased by three percent, and she slapped it violently.

The two were less than a foot apart, and there was no chance to dodge at all.

Nie Bingyan is confident, and this palm can shoot away without hatred.

But what she didn't expect at all was that He Wuxian didn't dodge or dodge, and he was already on guard.

I saw him raise his right hand, and a dazzling fire burst out from his palm, and he slammed it with a fierce palm.

"Bang!"

The two palms bombarded together, and an amazing muffled sound erupted, and the violent energy instantly swept around.

Nie Bingyan's face instantly turned extremely pale, and cold sweat poured out on her forehead.

Her whole body was overwhelmed by the firelight, and she was shot upside down and flew out, and the wolf fell under the steps twenty feet away.

With a "poof", she slammed to the ground and struggled to get up after rolling a few laps.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out, her body trembling violently, and her steps became extremely staggering.

She never expected that He Wuxian's palm would slap her seriously injured and vomit blood, and she had no strength to fight again.

"Two years ago, he was just a martial artist, but now he has advanced to the ninth level of the martial king, and he is so strong, even I am not his opponent?"

"How is this possible?!"

Nie Bingyan roared in her heart, roaring in disbelief.

She raised her head with a hideous face and looked at He Wuxian's face.

I only saw that the corners of He Wuxi's mouth 'revealed' a sneer of disdain.

That sneer, like a sharp knife, pierced deep into Nie Bingyan's heart, making her ashamed and angry to the extreme.

The silent ridicule was like saying to her: "You regarded me like an ant back then, but now you are not my enemy, and you are as weak as an ant." ”

From He Wuxian's appearance to slapping Nie Bingyan with one palm, it was only two breaths of time.

It was only then that everyone woke up from a dream and showed shocked and surprised expressions.

No one thought that someone would dare to make a 'mess' at this much-anticipated wedding.

Everyone's eyes were focused on He Wuxian.

The eyes of the crowd were gloating and doubtful.

But more people looked at him with interest.

Many people had seen it before, and he followed Du Xuanji into Wushuang City.

Everyone couldn't help but think that the chief disciple of the Immortal Sect actually came forward to sabotage this big wedding, and there must be the support of the Immortal Sect behind it.

At this time, Mu Zichen's face was shocked and lifted the red hijab.

Everyone present had only heard of Mu Zichen's reputation as a holy 'girl', but no one had ever seen her true face.

Until the moment the red hijab landed, a beautiful, elegant and pretty face was presented in front of everyone.

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened, and their eyes were full of surprise.

"What a beautiful woman with a beautiful nature!"

"In the past, there were rumors in the Zhongzhou Continent that the Holy 'Girl' of Wushuang City was a peerless beauty, and now it really deserves its reputation at first sight!"

Everyone was amazed and amazed by Mu Zichen's beauty.

Mu Zichen turned a deaf ear to this qiē, she froze in place, her eyes widened, staring at He Wuxian, and her pretty face was covered with a thick 'color' of ecstasy.

Her autumn pupils were also full of tears, which was both gratifying and joyful.

"Big bad, it's really you?!You're really here to save me!"

Mu Zichen's cherry mouth moved, and he spat out words full of disbelief.

She only felt like a dream at this time, and she couldn't believe that the scene in front of her was real, and He Wuxian really came to her.

Since she was brought back to Wushuang City by Nie Bingyan two years ago, she has been thinking about He Wuhate for more than 700 **** nights.

Countless midnight dreams, she dreamed of herself|' Plug in the wings, fly away from the cage-like Wushuang City, and live happily on Pearl Island with He Wuxi.

Time passes, the wedding date is getting closer and closer, and there is no news at all.

Her mood became more and more anxious, more and more pessimistic and desperate.

Until a month ago, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she planned to run away from the marriage.

Just last night, the guards of the Holy 'Maiden' Palace were a little lax, and she found an opportunity to escape.

However, before she could escape from Wushuang City, she was captured by the deputy city lords Teng Qingyun and Nie Bingyan.

At this point, she was almost dead, she decided to make a big wedding today, and swore not to marry Lu Feiyang.

But she never expected that just when she was most desperate, He Wuxian finally appeared.

After two years of hard waiting, more than 700 days and nights of anticipation, now she finally saw the true face of He Wuxi.

While whispering his longing, the tears in Mu Zichen's eyes couldn't stop overflowing his eyes.

She threw herself into He Wuxie's arms, holding him tightly in her arms and refusing to let go, for fear that she would never be able to hold him again as soon as she let go.

Hugging Mu Zichen's soft delicate body and feeling the familiar body temperature, He Wuxian's face was full of attachment and satisfaction.

He hugged Mu Zichen tightly, wiped away the tears on her pretty face with pity with his fingers, and comforted her softly.

"Silly girl, I said I would come to you, and I would definitely take you away. ”

"Mmmm, I believe in you, I've always believed in you. In this situation, Mu Zichen couldn't stop dripping tears and nodded vigorously.