Invincible: Starting From Having An Immortal FiancéE

"Grandson?"

"Master of the Fifth Palace! What are you doing?"

In the direction of the Holy Palace, Zhang Baofa flew over in anger after seeing his precious grandson being beaten.

Before he could question the other party too much, he rushed to Zhang Mu's side and carefully explored his grandson's physical condition.

Fortunately, he only lost a few front teeth and the others were fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole place fell into terrible silence again. This was originally a duel between Lu Feng and Zhang Mu, but in the end it turned into this. Everyone watching looked at the competition platform curiously.

Duan Chengfeng stared at the grandfather and grandson indifferently, not bothering to explain anything.

"Grandpa! You can make the decision for your grandson!"

"My grandson is only one step away from marrying his wife."

"They all want to stop their grandson from doing something good!"

Zhang Mu opened his mouth and said, "If it weren't for the help of spiritual power, no one would understand what he was saying?"

"Hmph! Duan Chengfeng, you'd better give me an explanation."

"Otherwise! Don't blame me for turning against others."

Zhang Baofa is well-known as a calf protector. For his relatives, he must follow the rules of the Holy Palace.

His mid-stage Nascent Soul strength is on par with Duan Chengfeng. When it comes to actually taking action, it’s hard to say who will win!

"Great Elder, please be patient!"

"This is what I meant"

"All of you, get out of here!"

"As for your grandson's marriage, I will make my own decision after the martial arts competition between the elite disciples of the five sects is over!"

When he saw the two dignitaries of the Holy Palace on the fighting platform about to draw their swords, Pang Xingyun's majestic voice came out.

"Yes!" Duan Chengfeng said respectfully!

Zhang Baofa, who was on edge, was stunned for a moment, then bowed and saluted: "I will comply with Miyamoto's arrangement!"

"Ah? Grandpa! Then should I take a wife?" After Zhang Mu heard his grandfather's words, he immediately jumped up.

He didn't want to give up halfway with the wife he was about to get.

Bang! ! !

Ouch~~~

The two back molars flew into the sky!

"Master~Master~you?"

"You bastard! Come back with me quickly." Zhang Baofa glared at him fiercely, then disappeared from the place with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Mu shook his head and wanted to say something, but in the end he just snorted unwillingly, got up and disappeared.

Lu Feng: "???"

What does it mean? Do you look down on me?

no!

We need an explanation for this matter!

Regarding the arbitrariness of the Holy Palace, Lu Feng felt as if he had been tricked. Seeing that Duan Chengfeng was about to speak, he hurriedly said:

"What! What does the Holy Palace mean?"

"Did you get my permission to cancel this match?"

Chirp! ! !

In the distance, somewhere in the Holy Palace, Zhang Mu's figure just stopped and fell to the ground, almost hitting other people.

Because of Lu Feng's words, his spiritual world collapsed!

Not only him, but everyone in the entire square held their breath, and their pupils were even bigger, as if they had heard some earth-shattering news.

The girls who were familiar with Lu Feng were all nervous.

Pang Shiyu, the first among the elite disciples of the Holy Palace, frowned slightly, expressing his hatred for the iron that cannot be transformed into steel.

She didn't know why she spoke out to help him. Her idea was that he could help her make her father angry.

In general, no one had the most vivid feelings than Duan Chengfeng, because he could clearly feel that Lu Feng seemed to be really angry.

"This little friend Lu! The cancellation of the competition was a temporary decision made by Miyamoto."

"If you have any complaints, you can wait until the martial arts competition between the elite disciples of the five sects is over, and it won't be too late to discuss it with you." Duan Chengfeng lowered his attitude a lot. It seemed to be a discussion tone, but in fact it was also an act of coercion.

"Haha~ What do you mean, Palace Master?"

"He said fight? I will fight? He is your palace master, not mine. He has no right to interfere with my decision."

"Bring that boy back!"

"This fight must continue!"

Lu Feng crossed his arms on his chest and said with a very tough attitude!

"You are big..."

"allow!"

Before Duan Chengfeng could say the word courage, Pang Xingyun's majestic voice once again spread throughout the square.

"Yes!" Duan Chengfeng bowed and shouted! He turned to look at Lu Feng, his eyes also full of evil, because the Holy Palace cannot be insulted.

Wow! ! !

...

As Miyamoto spoke, the whole place became excited, and many of the female monks shouted Lu Feng's name.

At this moment, Lu Feng gained the favor of many female monks. Although they did not understand, the strong man's fearlessness in the face of danger was vividly demonstrated by him.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Feng is just a Foundation Building Late Stage monk, and the gap in cultivation does not crush a man.

In the direction of the Changkong Gate, Xie Yanhuang was already like an ant on a hot pot, pacing around anxiously.

"He did it for me..." Looking at the resolute figure on the competition stage, Qin Ningshuang was in a daze for a moment.

"Poor guy!" He Moli, who was wearing a straw hat, sneered and slowly closed his eyes.

Although Zhang Mu is simple-minded, he is also an extremely cautious person.

He was not dazzled by the sudden happiness, but after thinking for a moment, he winked at his grandfather.

How could Zhang Baofa not know his grandson's little thoughts? He could only bite the bullet and ask Pang Xingyun!

"Uh! I'm an idiot. I wonder if the palace master wants my grandson to really beat me?"

Pang Xingyun is sulking! Not only did his marriage fall through, but his only daughter asked him to help the people of the Changkong Sect.

After hearing Zhang Baofa's words, he glared at him fiercely and said, "Why do you need to say it?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Baofa became even more confused for a moment.

For the sake of his grandson's happiness, he bravely asked again: "Should we fight or not?"

"Zhang Baofa, do you want to die?" Pang Xingyun glared at him and locked him with his breath, so that he could kill him with one blow at any time.

After the breath of death landed on his head, Zhang Baofa began to tremble all over, and his back was directly wet with cold sweat.

"I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

"I know what to do!" he almost shouted!

Pang Xingyun took off the control at the right time and didn't bother to say anything more to him.

No one paid attention here, because only Lu Feng was standing on the stage, but Zhang Mu had not yet come to the stage.

What's interesting is that many voices around are shouting "Zhang Mu, come out"

It seems that Zhang Mucheng is a worried person?

Zhang Mu, who was already impatient with waiting, frowned and asked after seeing his grandfather's melancholy look:

"How is grandpa? What does the palace master mean?"

Zhang Baofa felt angry when he saw his anxious look. If it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have left a bad impression on the palace master.

"How is it? What did the palace master say? Grandpa, what did you say?" Seeing Zhang Baofa kept looking at him and not speaking, Zhang Mu was a little unhappy.

"beat!"

"Okay! This is what I've been waiting for!" After Zhang Mu said this, his body disappeared.

PS: Thank you to my family for their support and for reading!