As soon as he finished speaking, there was a warm applause from below the hall.
"Now we invite Zhao Qing, the great elder of Ruyi Sect, to come up and say a few words." Yang Chong glanced at Zhao Qing and several elders of Ruyi Sect in front of the hall.
Zhao Qing was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to disobey Yang Chong's words, so he could only go up and say a few words: "Haha, congratulations to the Master of the Yang Clan for bringing back the beauty. I, the Ruyi Sect, have been willing to have good relations with the Yin and Yang Sect for generations, and share resources.
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Several Ruyi Sect elders felt a little embarrassed. After all, their Ruyi Sect was one of the eight sects, but now they had to rely on a sect full of evil like the Yin Yang Sect, like clowns.
Zhao Qing didn't want this either, mainly because if they didn't make good friends with the Yin-Yang Sect, the Ruyi Sect would cheat them.
"Congratulations, the head of the Liu family's Zhuyang Tongtian Sect has returned to marry a beautiful woman!"
"The Snow Mountain Sect wishes the leader of the Yangtongtian Sect a long life!"
"Master of the Ba Dao Clan Zhu Yang Tongtian Clan"
Representatives from each sect family sent congratulations and gifts one after another.
Yang Tongtian was in a very happy mood. After standing up and saying a few polite words, the banquet officially began.
Four elders from the Yin and Yang Sect carried eight large sedan chairs to pick up the bride.
After putting down the sedan chair, the four elders came to the attic of the bamboo house in the back mountain.
"Miss Fengluan, the sedan is here, get on it quickly!" an elder from the Yin and Yang Sect in the late stage of the Questioning Realm reminded.
Although Feng Luan was only a martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of the Wen Realm, her status was different now. She was Yang Tongtian's concubine. Naturally, these elders had to give her considerable respect.
Soon, a man wearing a bright red dress and a long hijab slowly walked out of the house.
Because their bodies were all covered up and their faces couldn't be seen clearly, the four elders didn't have much suspicion, but were just a little dazed.
This girl Feng Luan is quite tall, probably over 1.8 meters tall, right?
Maybe he was wearing some kind of height-increasing shoes.
When the person in the red dress bent down and got on the sedan chair, the four elders were stunned again. How come the feet of this "girl Fengluan" are so big? I'm afraid she's size 40, right?
Damn, the most beautiful woman in Ruyi Sect is not that good either.
The four elders had never been to Feng Luan before and had no doubts. They thought that an ordinary weak woman might not be able to satisfy the sect master anymore.
Afterwards, four elders carried the sedan chair to the Yin-Yang Gate Hall.
"The bride has arrived!" the four Yin-Yang Sect elders shouted in unison outside the palace.
The eyes of countless people in the hall turned to the big red sedan chair outside the hall.
Seeing the sedan chair coming, Yang Tongtian felt extremely excited. He immediately stood up from the seat in front of him and shouted, "Bring the bride up!"
The four elders obeyed the order and carried the sedan chair into the hall.
"Bah bang bang!" There was warm applause in the hall.
"Congratulations to Master Yang on marrying this beautiful lady!"
The martial arts cultivators from all the families congratulated him one after another.
"Congratulations, Master!" Yang Chong also smiled and handed over a bowl of wine.
Yang Tongtian, with his face glowing red, picked up a bowl of wine, drank it down in one gulp, and stood up to greet the sedan chair.
Not long after, four elders gently placed the sedan chair in the center of the hall.
"Miss Fengluan, please get off the sedan!" an elder said loudly, placing a "please" word in front of the sedan.
The people inside the sedan did not move.
Thinking of Feng Luan's beautiful face and perfect figure, Yang Tongtian looked anxious, strode forward, and laughed loudly: "Miss Feng, don't be shy, come here, let me help you get out of the sedan chair."
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In the main hall, everyone's eyes turned to the sedan chair, anticipating what kind of beauties would come out of the sedan chair.
Under the curtain of the sedan chair, you can see the beauty inside wearing a red headband.
Yang Tongtian couldn't help it anymore, rubbed his hands happily, and said with a smile: "Don't be shy, let my husband cover your head!"
Yang Tongtian took off his hijab, expecting to see that beautiful face.
I saw the hijab lifted, a young man wearing red clothes grinning sneer at Yang Tongtian who was stunned, and hit Yang Tongtian with all his strength with a seven-injury fist.
Yang Tongtian was so frightened that he sat on the ground.
Shen Lang pretended to be Feng Luan early in the morning and buried himself in the sedan chair. The moment Yang Tongtian lifted his head, he unleashed the fourth style of the Seven Injury Fist with all his strength.
Yang Tongtian was so frightened that he forgot to defend himself for a moment. What the hell is going on? Isn't the person in the sedan chair Feng Luan?
He was still thinking about what was going on.
"Boom!" A heavy muffled sound sounded, and Shen Lang's life-saving thunder blow hit Yang Tongtian hard on the chest.
The clothes on Yang Tongtian's chest were crushed by the strong wind carried by Shen Lang's fist. He took seven or eight steps back and sat on the ground, leaving a shallow fist mark on his chest.
The backlash caused by the Seven Injury Fist caused Shen Lang to spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely ugly.
Shen Lang originally thought that he could seriously injure Yang Tongtian with his seven-injury fist with all his strength and an unexpected sneak attack.
But he thought wrong.
After Yang Tongtian was punched by himself, nothing happened at all. At most, he suffered only a slight injury. On the contrary, Shen Lang was shocked by the strong energy in Yang Tongtian's body and his blood surged up.
Damn it, isn’t this Yang Tongtian too strong?
"Who are you!" Yang Tongtian quickly climbed up from the ground and stared blankly at the people in the sedan chair.
Shen Lang didn't hesitate, jumped out of the sedan and ran away!
The person in the sedan chair is not Feng Luan, but a man!
The applause that had just resounded through the hall stopped instantly, and everyone was stunned.
"Leave it to me!" Yang Tongtian shouted, furious.
He finally realized that he had been deceived, and Feng Luan in the sedan chair had actually been replaced by someone else.
Yang Tongtian's roar was like thunder. Shen Lang was frightened. He didn't dare to look back and quickly threw a few smoke bombs.
"Bang!"
Waves of smoke filled the air outside the hall, and Shen Lang used all his strength to perform the Phantom Light Step, running towards the top of the Paradise Mountain like a mad dog.
Yang Tongtian's face was ashen and he was about to explode with anger.
A young boy actually took his own concubine and got punched by someone. If such a joke was made at a wedding, people would laugh it off if it spread.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
Yang Tongtian felt that he was going to lose all his face, and he rushed out of the hall like an arrow from a string.
Yang Chong saw that something was wrong and hurriedly chased him out.
The hall was in chaos. Everyone looked at each other, a little confused as to what was going on.
After leaving the main hall, Shen Lang used the Magic Light Step to the extreme, running wildly while throwing smoke bombs. He had already thrown twenty or thirty smoke bombs.
The Yin and Yang Gate is located at the top of Ji Le Mountain, where the wind is usually very strong. When the wind blows like this, thick smoke fills a large area, blocking the view.
Yang Tongtian was chasing after him wildly. He was a master of the Occurrence Realm and was very aware of Qi movements. Even if his sight was blocked by the smoke, he knew the direction of Shen Lang's escape, which was only slightly affected.
Shen Lang ran away for a while, then found a strong wind blowing behind him, and Yang Tongtian gradually caught up with him, sweating all over his body.
Yang Tongtian's strength was beyond his expectation, but Shen Lang already had an escape plan.
Fortunately, those smoke bombs delayed a little time, and Shen Lang ran like a mad dog to the cliff on the side of Ji Le Mountain. With lightning speed, he took out the glider from the storage bag and put it on his body.
Then, Shen Lang jumped up, and with the strong wind blowing, the hang glider carried Shen Lang and flew out from the top of Ji Le Mountain.