Lu Ze's words made everyone on the field quiet down.

No one would have thought that this young Shu King would say such a thing when facing Cao Guanzi, who had already stepped into the realm of land immortals, did he really think that he could leave the transcendent Cao Changqing behind today?

Just ask the whole world, who dares to say that Cao Guanzi will die?

Lu Ze didn't care about the tense situation here, let go of the soft wattle in his hand, and gently said to Lu Chengyan beside him: "You go down and wait for me first, this place will end soon."

The woman next to her nodded and slowly retreated.

In the middle of the crowd, Lu Ze's red robe was particularly dazzling at this time, he then turned around, bowed slightly to the guests with different thoughts in the courtyard, and said softly: "Today is a surprise to all the guests, if there are people who want to leave temporarily, you can leave first, presumably the non-polite Cao Qingyi should not be difficult for you." This Confucian saint no longer knows etiquette, and he will not kill the guests who participate in the wedding banquet. If there is anyone who doesn't want to leave, then you can see the play in the palace."

The mockery in Lu Ze's tone was clearly visible.

In any case, this Cao official chose to make trouble on the day of King Shu's wedding, and it was unreasonable to say that the sky was broken.

When these guests in Shu heard Lu Ze's words, their expressions suddenly changed, today's so-called drama is afraid that it will evolve into a fight in the end, and the power of the land immortals is not something that ordinary people can resist.

For a while, more than half of the guests walked in the courtyard, most of whom were the sect masters of the wealthy families of Shudi.

The suzerain of these families pays attention to the belief in the word stability, and today they have achieved their goal by coming to pay tribute, and the rest is the grievance between the Cao official and the young King of Shu, and the King of Shu will not tear his face with the Shu sergeant clan because of these things.

Soon, the palace, which was full of festive palaces with red silk, red cloth and red lanterns, became much more deserted.

And to Lu Ze's surprise, the envoy of Xishu Dao Chen Jingluo not only did not leave, but also took the initiative to stand up and confront Cao Changqing.

Lu Ze smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It's a little interesting."

Then Lu Ze took a step forward and looked at Cao Guanzi who was carrying his hands and Jiang Ni, the princess of the dead country who was hovering in the air with his sword hanging in the air: "You two, one is here for the dead prince of Beiliang, and the other is hiding feelings for the old Queen of Western Chu Sejia in your heart, vainly trying to restore the country, and want to use my head to revive Western Chu."

"You Xichu also have this little belly chicken intestines, love and love, and are constantly entangled."

"Cao Changqing, since you like the queen of the Western Chu Dynasty, I will send you to the Nine Springs later to meet that Spring and Autumn Armor."

As soon as Lu Ze's voice fell, the weather of heaven and earth changed again.

Under the gaze of people's extremely shocked eyes, I saw that the red robe on the young King of Shu was fluttering without wind at this moment, Lu Ze stretched out his right hand, and with a volley in the air, a golden long sword was condensed in his hand, and the luck of Shu was completely blessed on the King of Shu, Lu Ze felt the churning sea of qi in this real heavenly realm, and his eyes flashed with fine light.

The master Fu Han Shengxuan on the side showed joy on his face, and the luck of the little master was so closely connected with the land of Shuzhong.

"Cao Changqing, since you came to the palace to watch the ceremony today, then take a good look."

"Master, I'm going to pester this Cao official, you go and take off the head of the princess of the Western Chu Dead Kingdom, so that Cao Changqing can see enough."

Lu Ze, who was in the red robe of the groom, was expressionless, and the golden sword in his hand condensed by invisible luck was exactly the same as the Tianwen sword, at this time, no one expected that Lu Ze took the initiative to attack Cao Changqing, and the golden sword blade was glowing with verdant color, and only a few people present recognized this as strong as the essence of the green dragon sword intent.

Cao Qingyi, who was not far away, stepped out, and put his index finger and middle finger together to volley at the long sword that was aroused by the momentum of thunder.

I saw the surging golden light, and it shattered into heaven and earth in an instant.

The power of the land immortals can be seen.

But at this moment, the face of the Confucian saint Cao Qingyi was filled with a thick and solemn color, and the middle-aged man withdrew his fingers and looked at Her Royal Highness the princess beside him with a little worry,

It wasn't until just now that Cao Changqing was finally able to determine that the young King of Shu had been preparing for today, just as he had planned the Iron Gate Pass killing game that day, and finally it was Emperor Wu City's King Xianzhi who came to settle down.

It's just that I don't know what kind of means will be used to deal with him Cao Changqing today.

A large area has been vacated in the huge palace courtyard at this time, which looks like an ordinary martial arts competition, but only the two parties know that today is an endless situation, in the eyes of the guests, the young vassal king, the demeanor is not inferior to the Confucian saint Cao Qingyi, but I don't know how this situation will end today, for the protagonist of the wedding, His Royal Highness the King of Shu, even if he is safe and sound in the end, but today's wedding is a failure to some extent.

As the owner, he did not block and kill the uninvited guests who suddenly broke into the house.

This is failure.

Even if it is against Cao Guanzi, who has entered Tai'an City three times.

Thousands of red silks in Han Shengxuan's hands rushed towards the Jiang Ni hanging on the sword, just now Lu Ze said that he wanted to take off the head of this princess of the dead country, then Han Shengxuan would do it, for the little master who was already the dignified King of Shu, this old eunuch could only believe from beginning to end.

The invincible Han Shengxuan had experienced the last battle of the Iron Gate Pass, and had touched the threshold of the celestial phenomena again.

However, the slaughter he had done in his life was excessive, and if he rashly broke through the realm of celestial phenomena, the Heavenly Thunder Divine Punishment that would be drawn at that time would be an extremely appalling degree.

Cao Changqing blocked the ferocious attack of the thousands of red silks.

For this old opponent, Han Diao Temple, he is already extremely familiar with the other party's various powerful methods.

Looking up again, I saw a shallow smile on the face of the young Shu King opposite, the Confucian Sage Cao Changqing only felt a very strange feeling surging into his heart at this moment, and in the eyes of the spectators, it was this Cao official who stood in place in a daze for a moment, Han Shengxuan's incomparably powerful red silk quickly wrapped around the Tsing Yi Confucian Sage, and the latter did not come to his senses until the qi and blood in his body were consumed by two percent.

Distracting in the middle of the fight is a taboo in the rivers and lakes.

No one thought that such a thing would happen to Cao Qingyi.

I saw that the corners of Cao Guanzi's mouth were stained with blood, and his breath was obviously sluggish, even if he was already an extraordinary land immortal, his body still belonged to the mortal category, not to mention that the red silk contained in the body of the Han Mink Temple all the time was the world's first-class killing weapon, among the three religions, except for the two Buddhist temples that preached with the body of Vajra, although it was easier for Confucianism and Taoist monks to touch the higher realm, only this body was the Achilles heel, and its most taboo was the martial arts close-up.

Cao Changqing covered his chest with his hands and vomited blood again.

Her Royal Highness the princess Jiang Ni beside her had become anxious at this time, Jiang Ni just now thought that Uncle Cao would simply block the attack of the Han Mink Temple, but he didn't expect that he would just stand in place and eat the red silk that sucked blood and attracted essence

In the palace, the atmosphere at this moment has become extremely treacherous, and the air seems to be frozen.

No one knows what tricks the mighty Confucian saint Cao Changqing is doing, could it be that he wants to test his Confucian body?

Cao Guanzi was even more puzzled in his heart, at this time, the middle-aged Confucian slowly put his eyes on Lu Ze, it was not even intuition, it was the ghost of this young feudal king just now, such a terrifying method has even exceeded the immortal Taoism recorded on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Taoist ancestral court, Lu Ze smiled at Cao Guanzi, and recited silently in his heart again.

Lu Ze chose not hesitate to show his real hole cards today.

And the first person to taste this brainless black technology was Cao Guanzi, who had just broken through the pseudo-realm and entered the realm of Confucian sages.

Even in the last celebration of more than one year, Lu Ze in the world has never shown his strength excessively.

The land immortal Cao Guanzi was enough to enjoy this kind of treatment, although he himself may not really want to encounter this unknown mysterious realm, Cao Changqing, who had already settled his mind in advance, once again experienced the feeling of sudden arrest of his body and body.

At this time, it was the blindfolded killer hidden in the shadows, and the iron hammer that suddenly appeared rushed straight towards the green clothes, and the treacherous Wuzhu only left a way in the air

Dao shadow, everyone was under the gaze of incomparably frightened, only to see Cao Changqing's body blooming bloody and beautiful flowers under the sun, blood sprinkled on the brand-new bluestone slab of the palace, and the middle-aged Confucian morale was depressed to the extreme.

At this moment, everyone watching the battle sensed that something was obviously wrong.

People don't know why that Cao Qingyi has become a fish to be slaughtered on the knife, but they can see that Cao Changqing is not unwilling to move, but unable to move, such a treacherous and mysterious killing method makes everyone shudder in their hearts, and the eyes that look at the young Shu King are full of awe.

Lu Ze carried the Tianwen Sword glowing with golden light, and slowly walked towards Cao Changqing, who was half-kneeling.

Collect heads.

This kind of thing naturally has to be left to the master.

In the merry rivers and lakes, it is very important to pay attention to the process of fighting each other, such as the insidious methods of opportunism and poisoning and plotting, which are difficult to gain people's recognition, and even have an inevitable impact on the reputation of the so-called rivers and lakes. But if this kind of thing is changed in the temple, the so-called process will not be looked at by people, and most of the time all it needs is a result.

Just as it is today.

Cao Changqing, the remnant of Western Chu, died at the hands of the young King of Shu in Liyang.

Jiang Ni stood in front of Uncle Zhao with red eyes, the princess of the dead country who was originally afraid in her heart finally bravely clenched the long sword in her hand, and her cultivation in the Finger Xuan Realm was fully displayed, Lu Ze had to marvel that this Jiang Ni with the sword intent hidden in his body was the best billet for sword practice, and he had already reached the Finger Xuan in such a short time, only one position of Lu Ze.

At this time, the three thousand red silk stained with the blood of Tsing Yi on the hands of Han Diao Temple has attacked the princess of the dead country, even this old eunuch who has experienced a lot of wind and rain in Tai'an City, he can't help but feel short of breath at this moment, what the little master did today is really to make a sensation in the world, and there is no better foil in this world than the Cao Guanzi who entered Tai'an City three times.

Cao Guanzi, who was behind the white-clothed princess, coughed twice and said with difficulty: "Your Royal Highness the princess, today is the guilty minister Cao Changqing's miscalculation."

I only heard the mournful voice of the middle-aged Confucian resounding in this courtyard: "Please also ask Senior Li Chungang to save the princess's life."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Everyone present and watching the battle were all in a hurry, first, they couldn't imagine that Cao Guanzi would fall into such a situation today, even if he had never been embarrassed to enter Tai'an City to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor in the first three times, he was so shocked that his strength had not been revealed, and he was seriously injured, first the three thousand red silk of Han Mink Temple entered his body, and then he ate a fatal iron hammer. The second is the old sword god Li Chungang in Cao Guanzi's mouth, can you still see the Trojan horse cow that has disappeared in the rivers and lakes for many years today?

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

A one-armed old man landed on the wall of the palace at some point.

The old sword god Li Chungang.

"Zhao family boy."

"Can you sell me Li Chungang a face?"

Lu Ze's smile was very bright: "Young, old sword god, let's meet again, my two sleeved green snakes learned from your old man, selling face?" It's easy to say, Cao Changqing is dead, what kind of storm can the remaining princess of the dead country stir up?"

Li Chungang's complexion was slightly better.

When did he, Li Chungang, talk to someone like this? It's really that this kid of the Zhao family is too weird, damn, Cao Changqing has been planning for so many years, with the side of the North Mang and the Southern Dynasties, and the side called Gu Jiantang in Liyang, now the restoration of Western Chu is on the string, but he didn't think that Cao Changqing, who has entered the realm of Confucianism, will be planted in the hands of a junior today.

"Since Jiang Ni spent the first half of his life in the Beiliang Palace, then the second half of his life will be spent in my Shu Palace."

"Of course, if she wants to kill herself, then she will."

Lu Ze's voice was very small.

But the old sword god's face was instantly difficult to see.

Lu Ze smiled, did not answer, ignoring the princess's hateful gaze, he turned his head and bowed slightly to the guests.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

"The wedding feast continues."