In the Shenwu Emperor's Palace, a fishy wind suddenly spread.
I saw an evil smile on Shen Jing'an's face, bright and ferocious.
Compared with ordinary times, Shen Jing'an at this time was like a bloodthirsty demon who wanted to cause endless killings.
"boom!!"
Next to Xiang Yun, Ying Jue Wu Yu, who was dressed in black, suddenly took a step forward, and his figure mysteriously disappeared from the spot.
Suddenly, the Dao patterns in the main hall lit up and disappeared, and the spiritual power overflowed.
I saw Shen Jing'an holding the silver spear horizontally in her hand, her red clothes floating, standing there with a certain... unstoppable dominance.
"Sir...who do you think will win among these two people?"
Xuanyuan Weiyang sat next to Ling Xiao, with bright eyes and a rather nervous expression.
"It's true that Tianque Mansion is here. On the wedding day of the eldest princess and the Bloody Marquis, they actually come here to cause trouble. They really don't know what is good or bad, huh!"
Hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face, but there was some doubt in his eyes.
Yes, he had already guessed the plot in front of him.
Moreover, this beautiful Xiangyun is indeed blessed with luck.
But her luck was somewhat different from what Ling Xiao had imagined.
The number of eight thousand is not as good as Wu Hongsi.
Then how did she cast a curse to cut off Wu Hongsi's vitality and bloodline?
Is it possible that this curse... didn't come from Xiangyunxia?
As for the hatred between her and Shen Jing'an, Ling Xiao could probably guess some of it.
There must have been some emotional entanglement between these two people before, otherwise Xiangyun would not have chosen to come and provoke on the wedding day, and brought Wu Yu, one of the twelve secrets of Tianque Mansion, with him.
Although Wu Yu has no luck at all, his reputation and combat prowess are among the best in the world.
With Shen Jing'an, it would be difficult for him to be his opponent.
This revenge should be called...from being dismissive to being unreachable.
"Buzz!!"
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound from above the hall.
Infinite spiritual patterns surge into a tide, ups and downs thousands of miles.
I saw Wu Yu's figure falling from the sky, bursting out with a brilliant brilliance.
In the palm of his hand, there are thousands of Tao rhymes and intertwined rules.
Void, time disappears, the avenue does not exist.
Shen Jing'an's face was solemn, and the silver gun in his hand was suddenly covered with endless blood streaks.
A bit of cold light suddenly appeared, and blood transformed into a divine dragon!!
"boom!!"
Covered by thousands of miles of blood clouds, a silver dragon shadow suddenly penetrated the void, shattered the world, and stabbed towards Wuyu.
In the main hall, there were bursts of exclamations of surprise.
Even Zhan Xiaotian had a look of surprise in his eyes.
This shot was really terrifying.
The cold light arrives first, and the spear shines like a sharp edge.
Even he wouldn't dare to challenge its power.
But at this moment, a smile flashed across Ling Xiao's face, he shook his head slightly and drank all the tea in the cup.
Since this Wuyu is known as Shadow Jue, how could it collide with Shen Jing'an like this?
really!!
The moment Shen Jing'an's blood gun touched Wu Yu's figure, he heard a rapid sound of breaking wind coming from the side.
I saw a blurry shadow tearing through the void, condensing tens of thousands of divine patterns, and smashing down hard.
In a hurry, Shen Jing'an raised his gun and blocked it in front of him. He felt a huge force sweep through him and instantly shattered the silver gun in his hand.
"No…"
Shen Jing'an's face changed drastically, blood spattered from his mouth, and he raised his arms in embarrassment, trying to block Wu Yu's offensive.
But, with his strength, how can he be the opponent of the twelve masters of Tianque Mansion.
"Puch!"
Along with a muffled sound, Shen Jing'an's two arms were shattered and spread apart.
Blood is spilled and everything is silent.
At this time, everyone was staring blankly at the figure falling from the sky, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
On her wedding day, her arms were directly broken, and... once Shen Jing'an loses today's bet, she will abandon her cultivation and become a complete useless person.
With Emperor Shenwu's thoughts, how could he ask the eldest princess to marry a loser?!
“Jing’an!!”
Wu Hongxi's pretty face was gloomy, and she stepped forward, blocking Wu Yu directly.
"enough!!!"
"Haha, does the eldest princess want to stand up for her husband?"
Above the main hall, Xiangyun suddenly sneered and winked at Wu Yu.
The latter immediately bowed and retreated behind her, extremely obedient.
"Xiangyun, our Shenwu Emperor Dynasty and Tianque Mansion have always been in harmony and have no grudges. Why did you do such a heavy trick today?!"
Wu's red silk eyebrows were slightly clustered, and she looked at Xiangyun with some confusion.
"If the eldest princess insists on protecting the Bloody Marquis, Xiangyun has no other choice today, but..."
Xiangyun shook his head and smiled, with evil eyes, "I can give the princess another chance. If you can kill your husband with your own hands, maybe I can remove the poisonous curse on the princess."
"What! So, the blood curse on me was indeed planted by you!!"
Wu Hongsi's eyes flashed, and a look of majesty suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
Behind him, countless figures wearing golden armor came crashing over, surrounding the figures of Xiangyun and Wu Yu.
"Elder Princess, what do you mean? Xiangyun kindly wants to help you break the curse, why do you want to frame someone else?"
But at this time, Xiangyun didn't panic at all, apparently expecting that Emperor Shenwu would not dare to actually kill her and Wu Yuzhen here.
The twelve masters of the Tianque Mansion are the true contemporary pinnacles of this force, carrying the hope of the mansion.
What's more, the twelve masters are all truly top-notch experts in Tianque Mansion.
once!!
Today, the two supreme gods of death, Wu Emperor Palace, are afraid that next, the two supreme orthodoxy will fall into a real deadly battle!
"you!!!"
Wu Hongsi gritted her silver teeth, and for a moment, she felt a little shaken.
But judging from Xiangyun's appearance, it was obvious that he was trying to humiliate Shen Jing'an and might not keep his promise.
Thinking like this, Wu Hongxi quietly glanced at Ling Xiao above the main hall.
Now in the whole hall, I am afraid that only this young master can resolve the conflict at hand.
"Sir... the Bloody Marquis is so pitiful, can't you help him?"
Xuanyuan Weiyang pouted and shook Ling Xiao's arms with both hands.
"poor person must have something mean."
Ling Xiao shook his head slightly with a gentle smile.
"But... but today is the wedding day of the eldest princess... Could it be..."
"Hou Yihou, I am willing to admit defeat. Since you have lost, do you want to abide by the bet and abolish your cultivation?"
Xiang Yun sneered and looked at Shen Jing'an whose arms were broken with malicious eyes.
"I can abolish my cultivation, or even annihilate myself, but... the poisonous curse on Hong Silk..."
"Hou Yihou, do you think you still have room to bargain with me now?"
Xiangyun shook his head and chuckled, his tone extremely soft.
But the more this happens, the more people feel that there must be extremely terrible resentment suppressed in her heart.
"You two, don't you think too little of our Shenwu Emperor?"
At this moment, above the main hall, Emperor Shenwu suddenly snorted coldly, and endless pressure poured down. The power of heaven was so majestic that it shocked people's hearts.