Chapter 474: Zi Chen's Heart

When He Wuxi's words that pierced the golden cracked stone and vibrated the universe spread throughout the audience, everyone was stunned. (wwW.800book)-

Thousands of people were wondering before, why did he destroy the wedding, why did he destroy the wedding, why did he rob the marriage in front of the world?

Now, the answer is finally revealed.

No one expected that Mu Zichen would be He Wuxian's fiancée.

Judging from Mu Zichen's intimate attitude towards He Wuxi, everyone believed that this sentence was not a lie.

In this way, Mu Zichen and He Wuhate are in love, and Lu Feiyang is a third party|' Insert '|foot.

The marriage between the two factions that shocked the Zhongzhou mainland and attracted the attention of hundreds of millions of people turned out to be a third party. It's ironic.

Although everyone sympathized with He Wuxian, they also understood in their hearts that the relationship between him and Mu Zichen was sincere.

But everyone knew even more that in front of the two behemoths of Wushuang City and Heavenly Sword Sect, no matter how sincere their feelings were, they were insignificant.

The marriage of the two factions naturally has a reason why they must marry.

Once a decision is made, a super force like the Martial Arts Holy Land will never change it lightly.

It seems that a martial king like He Wuxian, no matter how talented he is, will inevitably be crushed into scum by the two major sects.

He is the chief disciple of the Immortal Sect, and if the Immortal Sect is able to 'support' him, he will support this matter.

Then he still has some hope, Wushuang City and the Heavenly Sword Sect will not tear their faces lightly with the Immortal Sect.

It's just that He Wuxian said in public that one person does things and one person is responsible, this matter has nothing to do with the Immortal Sect.

This is undoubtedly a very stupid thing to do.

In the eyes of many martial arts powerhouses, the most important thing He Wuxian should do at this moment is to win the support of the Immortal Sect.

At least Du Xuanji is in front of him, if he works hard, he may be able to get Du Xuanji's protection.

But if He Wuxian didn't do this, everyone expected that his end would be very miserable.

Thousands of martial arts powerhouses, trying to understand the truth of this, looked at He Wuxian's eyes, and they were full of pity.

On the altar, Teng Qingyun's face became extremely calm.

He Wuxi's confident and arrogant words were like a silent slap, and his cheeks were painful and hot.

He was so angry that he was about to shoot and kill He Wuxian.

"Why don't you hate! This seat gives you a chance, but you don't cherish it, but you say it wildly. In that case, then don't blame this seat for being ruthless!"

"Arrogant boy, die!"

Teng Qingyun roared angrily, waved his hand and slashed out a dazzling blue light giant sword, slashing at He Wuxian in the air.

He is a senior master who has cultivated for thousands of years, and he is also a world-strong person in the realm of the ninth-level Martial Emperor, and he is only one step away from being able to advance to the Martial Emperor Supreme.

The blue light giant sword that broke through the sky carried a violent momentum that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth. Download the full collection of txt

No matter how talented He Wuxian is, he can be called a 'prodigy' of the world.

But under this absolutely strong force, it is still weak and not worth mentioning.

At the moment of life and death, He Wuxian's pupils constricted, and he was about to perform teleportation to dodge this earth-shattering blow.

Mu Zichen was also full of horror, and almost subconsciously blocked in front of He Wuxian.

After two years of separation, suffering from lovesickness, the two are finally reunited.

In any case, she doesn't want to go through life and death again, and she doesn't want to lose He Wuhate again.

Therefore, she stood in front of He Wuxian without hesitation, and did not consider that she herself would be bombarded by this sword light.

The eight-zhang long blue light giant sword instantly slashed in front of Mu Zichen, only three feet away from the top of her head.

Before she was slashed by the sword light, the cold and violent wind trembled her suppressed body, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and she was already seriously injured.

At that thrilling moment, Teng Qingyun's face changed wildly, and his pupils widened suddenly.

He never expected that Mu Zichen would be desperate and would rather die to block this sword for He Wuxian.

"Humph!"

Under the unparalleled rage, he snorted coldly, and had no choice but to restrain the sword light, and never cut it again.

The sword light containing terrifying power finally stopped, only a foot away from Mu Zichen's forehead.

The glow of blue reflected her beautiful cheeks, a pale blue tint.

The blood that kept spilling from the corners of her mouth became more and more poignant under the blue light.

Thousands of people's hearts were raised to their throats, and they looked at this qiē in amazement, and their hearts were pounding.

Seeing that the sword light gradually dissipated, everyone's hearts fell back into their stomachs, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone understood that if Teng Qingyun was too late, Mu Zichen would have already died of the 'jade'.

When the sword light and fierce sword qi all dissipated, Mu Zichen lost the persistent belief in his heart.

Her face suddenly changed, and her body fell softly into He Wuxi's arms.

He Wuxian was full of anxiety and worry, hugged Mu Zichen tightly, and took out a Lingyun Pill to feed her.

"Zi Chen, why are you so stupid! Do you know that you will die!"

He Wuxian's heart was 'twitching', it was the ultimate horror and worry, and his voice was trembling.

He couldn't imagine what Mu Zichen would be like at the moment if Teng Qingyun hadn't stopped in time.

"Ahem......"

Mu Zichen looked at He Wuxian with blurred eyes, coughed twice, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

Her consciousness was gradually falling into a drowsy, but she endured the injury, stretched out her white and tender fingers, held He Wuxian's cheeks, and said angrily.

"Big ...... Badass, with ...... I'm going ......"

The voice was so faint that she could barely hear it, and when she struggled to squeeze out the words, she immediately closed her eyes and fell into a coma.

Teng Qingyun's face was full of anger, and his figure flashed in front of He Wuxian, reaching out to take Mu Zichen away.

He Wuxian subconsciously retreated backwards, but holding Mu Zichen, his speed was not as fast as Teng Qingyun, a ninth-level martial emperor.

Suddenly, Teng Qingyun took Mu Zichen away.

He probed Mu Zichen's injuries, waved his hand and shot out a burst of blue light vitality, pouring into Mu Zichen's body to help her heal.

Seeing this scene, it is not good to make another move without hatred.

After all, Mu Zichen's 'sexual' life is more important than anything else.

After ten breaths, Teng Qingyun finally suppressed Mu Zichen's injuries.

He 'handed over' Mu Zichen to Nie Bingyan, and Nie Bingyan took Mu Zichen back to the main hall to heal his injuries.

On the altar, Lu Feiyang looked at this qiē with a clear gaze, and he could no longer hold back the anger in his patience at this moment.

"You shameless man, I'm going to kill you!"

Lu Feiyang shouted angrily, his body turned into a white 'color' streamer, and he rushed towards He Wuxian.

His Yuan Force is very strange and peculiar, not any of the Five Elements Yuan Force, but the power of white 'color' space.

A martial artist with the power of space is enough to defeat at least three martial artists of the same realm.

Moreover, Lu Feiyang is also a genius who has not been met in a thousand years.

He advanced to the Martial King at the age of twenty, and at the age of thirty-two, he was already a third-level Martial Emperor powerhouse.

Seeing that Lu Feiyang was about to fight with He Wuxian, Teng Qingyun made a move to block Lu Feiyang's attack.

"Master Lu, you are temporarily angry, this matter happened in this 'gate', please 'hand' it over to this seat to deal with. ”

Teng Qingyun, as the deputy city lord of Wushuang City, represents the entire Wushuang City, and is qualified to say this.

Even if Lu Feiyang was so angry, he had to suppress his anger and let Teng Qingyun deal with He Wuxian.

However, thinking of Mu Zichen's seriously injured appearance, Lu Feiyang still couldn't stop his anger, and said with great contempt: "A waste who can only hide behind the 'female' body, what qualifications do you have to be favored by Zichen?"

He Wuxian was also staring at Lu Feiyang with murderous anger: "The culprit of this qiē is you!"

"Zi Chen has no regrets about me, but he doesn't pretend to be 'lustful' and disgusted with you, you say that Young Master Ben is a waste, so what are you?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Feiyang suddenly became angry, and couldn't help but draw his sword to kill He Wuxian.

But I heard Teng Qingyun roar angrily: "Stop!"

As the words sounded, his right hand turned into a giant blue light hand, carrying the power of encompassing heaven and earth, and fiercely grabbed He Wuxi.

"Why don't you hate, you arrogant boy, this seat will definitely make you suffer a lot, punish you severely, and set an example!"

Seeing the blue light giant hand grabbing it, He Wuxi's figure flashed and flew back.

However, his speed was outrageously slower than that of the Qingguang Giant Hand.

It's just that in an instant, the blue light giant hand carried the momentum of suppressing heaven and earth, and included him.

No matter how genius he is, he is only a ninth-level martial king.

In front of the ninth-level Martial Emperor, the weak one was like a baby.

Seeing that He Wuxian had nowhere to escape, and was about to be captured by the Qingguang giant, he had to use teleportation to escape.

At this moment, I heard a majestic cold shout.

"Stop!"

At the same time, a figure wrapped in golden light flashed and blocked in front of He Wuxian.

The blue light giant hand suppressed the golden light figure, but it was shattered into hundreds of millions of fragments by the shock.

Teng Qingyun was also shocked and retreated four steps away, his face full of horror.

Fragments of blue light scattered in the sky, and the dazzling golden light gradually dissipated.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was Du Xuanji who stood in front of He Wuxi!

Teng Qingyun's face became extremely ugly, his eyes looked at Du Xuanji gloomily, and asked, "Emperor Xuanji Wu, what are you doing?"

"Why don't you hate this son, in front of your fellow people in the world, destroy the wedding ceremony, and make my Wushuang City and the Heavenly Sword Sect 'humiliated', do you want to protect him?"

I heard He Wuxian say that one person does things and one person does things, and Du Xuanji has never made a move.

Teng Qingyun thought that Du Xuanji would not|' Interfere in this matter, so as not to make the three major martial arts holy lands 'handy' evil.

Now it seems that he was outrageously wrong, and Du Xuanji finally made a move.

Before coming to Wushuang City, He Wuxian had already prepared for the worst.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this, seeing that he was about to fall short, and he would be captured by Teng Qingyun.

He was in despair, and he was in despair. Wanted to use teleportation to escape, but he didn't expect Du Xuanji to make a move, which surprised him.

Originally, he thought that he had deceived the Immortal Sect and used the Immortal Sect just to enter the Peerless City to rob his relatives, which would definitely cause Du Xuanji to be furious.

But now, Du Xuanji proved to him with practical actions that the Immortal Sect was still protecting him.

Du Xuanji's face was calm, and even with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked directly at Teng Qingyundao.

"Teng Qingyun, the love entanglement between He Wuxian and Mu Zichen, including the matter of snatching relatives, this seat did not know in advance, and he couldn't control it. ”

"However, as long as he remains the chief disciple of this 'sect' for one day, this seat will never allow anyone to harm him. ”

"Remember, no one can!"