Godly Dragon Guard

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a warm round of 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 Ruyi Sect elders 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. ."

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, mainly because if they didn't make good friends with the Yin-Yang Sect, the Ruyi Sect would cheat them.

"Congratulations, the leader of the Liu family wishes Yang Tongtian to marry a beautiful woman!"

"The Snow Mountain Sect wishes the Master of the Yang Tongtian Sect a long life!"

"Master of the Ba Dao Clan, Zhu Yang Tongtian Clan..."

Representatives from each sect family sent congratulatory messages and gifts.

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 Wenjing 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 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 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 seen Feng Luan before and had no doubts. They thought that it might be that ordinary weak women could no longer satisfy the sect master's animal desires.

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 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 woman!"

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's face was glowing red, he picked up a bowl of wine and drank it down in one gulp, then 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" 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 on, come on, let me help you get out of the sedan chair." !”

In the main hall, everyone's eyes turned to the sedan, looking forward to what kind of beauties would come out of the sedan.

Lifting the curtain of the sedan chair, I saw 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 me help you lift the hijab!"

Yang Tongtian raised his hijab, expecting to see that beautiful face.

I saw the hijab lifted, a young man in red 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 lurked in the sedan chair. The moment Yang Tongtian lifted his head, he unleashed the fourth style of Seven Injury Fist with all his strength.

Yang Tongtian was so frightened that he forgot to defend himself for a moment. What the fuck 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 most, he only suffered a slight injury. On the contrary, Shen Lang was shocked by the rich zhenqi in Yang Tongtian's body, causing his blood to surge 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.

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 me here!" Yang Tongtian shouted, furious.

He finally realized that he had been deceived, and Feng Luan in the sedan chair had actually been replaced.

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 her. If this kind of joke is made at a wedding, it will make other people laugh out loud if word spreads about it.

"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 something was wrong and hurriedly chased after him.

The hall was in chaos. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, 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 chased after him wildly. He was a master of the Occurrence Realm and had a high awareness 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 and found that there was a strong wind behind him. Yang Tongtian gradually caught up with him, breaking out in cold sweat.

Yang Tongtian's strength was beyond his expectation, but Shen Lang already had an escape plan.

Fortunately, those smoke bombs delayed a little time. Shen Lang ran like a mad dog to the cliff on the side of Bliss 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 the strong wind blew up. The hang glider carried Shen Lang and flew out from the top of Ji Le Mountain. (To be continued)