Even the plan has been drawn up, it seems that Fang Qin has made up his mind to kill Zeng Nianyu. Ling Xuan said bitterly: "But Senior Mother, Master, she is ...... But your only daughter?"

Fang Qin turned his head, glared at him fiercely, and said, "Who said that you were going to kill Nianyu?

Ling Xuan was stunned, then overjoyed, and said, "Senior Mother, do you want to kill Ye Bufan?"

The dense crowd in front of me gradually entered the table, and no one came up at the bottom of the mountain, it seemed that the guests had arrived, and the wedding banquet was about to begin.

Fang Qin nodded and said, "This is the only way now. I have already told Zi'er, the three of us will shoot together, I will kill Ye Bufan, you and Zi'er will leave quickly with Nianyu, with Zi'er's cultivation, no one should be able to catch up. ”

Ling Xuan thought about it slightly, and then he understood, the three of them shot at the same time, Fang Qin killed the groom Ye Bufan, it would inevitably cause chaos in the crowd, and when the time came, he and Zi'er took Zeng Nianyu to escape in the chaos, but there was a chance of success of more than fifty percent. "But Mrs. Tai, what should you do?"

Fang Qin sighed and said, "I have my own way to leave, you don't have to worry about me." However, if Nian Yu Nan Nizi is disobedient, you don't have to worry about the relationship between master and apprentice, let her go, and you must take her out of danger. ”

While the two were talking, suddenly there was a crackling sound of firecrackers, and nearly 10,000 people in the field couldn't help but turn their heads to look. But at the intersection of the downhill road, several Heavenly Sword Sect disciples lined up in two rows, each holding a fiery red firecracker hanging with a bamboo pole in their hands, and a series of sparks burst out crackling. One of the disciples shouted deeply, he obviously used his mana, and his voice overpowered the crackling and exploding sound of firecrackers, and it clearly reached everyone's ears: "The Heavenly Sword Sect Sect Master has arrived!!"

The voice landed, and a middle-aged man took the lead in walking up. Although this person was wearing an inconspicuous gossip robe, he was dignified, he walked up with his head held high, and smiled slightly at the nearly 10,000 people present, comfortable and calm, and his smile was full of a sense of superiority. Then he took a square step, and in the burning eyes of nearly 10,000 people, he strode towards the platform in front of him. He was full of momentum, and he looked no different from ordinary people on the surface, but in the nearly 10,000 people present, no one felt his momentum as deep as the sea and as mysterious as the sky, which was a kind of temperament that was naturally exuded by cultivation to the extreme. Nearly 10,000 people invariably gave birth to a strong sense of respect, and without the slightest hesitation, they stood up one after another, and shouted: "Proud Sect Master!!

Nearly 10,000 people shouted out in unison, and the sound rushed into the sky, shocking the heavens and the earth. Ao Jiantian always had a faint smile, turning his head from time to time to smile left and right, and walked straight forward.

Seeing Ao Jian Tian again, the fire of hatred that Ling Xuan had buried deep in his heart burned, staring at Ao Jian Tian, his body trembling slightly due to extreme anger. Fang Qin on the side felt his strange appearance, and quietly put his hand on his knee, a trace of mana was injected in, and Ling Xuan suddenly regained some consciousness. Fang Qin sent a voice: "Little Xuanzi, calm down, impulsiveness will only ruin big things." ”

Ling Xuan's heart jumped, and he suddenly remembered the purpose of this time, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and restrained all his aura as much as possible, for fear that Ao Jian Tian would find out. He took a deep breath, tried to squeeze out a reverent smile on his face, and shouted with the crowd: "Proud Sect Master!!"

Amid the shouts of tens of thousands of people, Ao Jiantian walked in front of Ling Xuan and the three of them with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and quickly walked away.

Before the shouts of the crowd had subsided, the disciple shouted again: "Distinguished guest Izanagi, distinguished guest Izana is beautiful!"

Suddenly hearing these two familiar names, Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment!

The voice landed, a man and a woman walked hand in hand into the eyes of everyone, the man was short, his appearance was not good, semi-bald, the most conspicuous thing was that there was a small beard at the acupoint under the tip of the nose, the beard was very neatly trimmed, the two sides seemed to be cut off alive, the edge was flat, the left and right were only a finger wide, as if it was a brush lightly dotted with a brush. The woman was very beautiful, and when she saw him, Ling Xuan was the first to think of Amaterasu. No, she is very similar to Amaterasu's appearance, but she doesn't have that kind of icy and jade holy aura.

The man's face was pale, the woman's face was ruddy, and the two walked hand in hand on the red carpet, walking forward without squinting, their whole bodies were entangled in a faint black gas, even under the light of the newborn sun, the momentum was also cold and amazing. Everyone had never heard of the names of these two people, why did they become the distinguished guests of the Heavenly Sword Sect and walk in with Ao Jian Tian? That shows that the identity of the two is second only to Ao Jian Tian! Although everyone was puzzled, they didn't pay too much attention to the two of them, and their eyes were immediately attracted by a woman who came next.

"Honorable guest Amaterasu has arrived!"

Almost as soon as the voice of the disciples landed, everyone moved their gazes, and there was a slight exclamation in the crowd.

But I saw a tall woman who was more beautiful than a fairy and walked up. She was wearing a long white and blue dress, the long skirt looked a little wide, and the back hem was long and dragged behind her, but it did not affect her wonderful figure at all, concave and convex, convex and backward beautiful, as if she could hold the slender waist that could be held at a finger, slender legs and the high temptation on the chest. All of them push her beauty to the pinnacle of temptation.

She walked over with a curling smile, her eyes did not squint, her eyes looked straight into the distance like a pool of autumn water, her expression was indifferent, but Miaoman's body seemed to whisper the most seductive and charming words in the world, and it seemed to be gently dancing a soul-stirring dance step, graceful and colorful.

Almost the first time I saw her, there were nearly 10,000 people present, regardless of men, women and children, who could no longer take their eyes off. Her icy and jade, commanding temperament is like a fairy descending into the world, sacred and noble, and cannot be desecrated. Everyone couldn't help but marvel at her beauty one after another, but Amaterasu walked as if she hadn't heard it, and she walked around Nana unmoved.

Her beauty was astonishing, but Ling Xuan had already seen it once, and her attraction to him was much lighter than that of the rest of the people. He didn't look at Amaterasu, hung his head, and his mind couldn't contain the hot movements of her on the bed, and his heart suddenly trembled, and his mind was a little confused.

I wonder how her immortal poison was cured?

Ling Xuan was thinking wildly, when he suddenly felt a cold and abnormal gaze shooting straight at him, he suddenly raised his head, just in time to meet Amaterasu's cold gaze, Ling Xuan's heart suddenly jumped violently, could it be that she had seen through her transformation technique? However, Amaterasu immediately looked away, which made Ling Xuan breathe a sigh of relief, remembering the words before Amaterasu left that day: "Today's account, I will definitely find you to settle it in the future!"

Immediately after Amaterasu came, it was the current presiding master of the Wuliang Temple, but none of the nearly 10,000 people present went to see him, and his eyes still followed Amaterasu reluctantly.

Because he was a fellow elder of Jingchen, Ling Xuan glanced at the emptiness a few times, but found that this person was not outstanding anywhere, his cultivation was mediocre, his appearance was mediocre, and he was wearing a withered yellow monk's robe, which was not surprising. What made Ling Xuan feel funny was that no one present clearly looked at him, but he tried his best to straighten his body, took square steps, and walked with his head held high, not at all like a monk with six pure roots, and at a glance, Ling Xuan lost interest in him.

The disciples on the way down the mountain kept reporting, and every time they announced, a well-known figure walked in, the sect master of the Immortal Spirit Sect and the five elders, the abbots of each academy presided, and the leaders of the scattered cultivators in various places, sprinkled with joy, and after half an hour, the disciples of the report stopped the announcement, and it seemed that there were no guests coming.

Nearly 10,000 people, divided into guest of honor, sat down, and more than a dozen people sat on the wide platform chairs.