Martial God Sovereign

Jiang Ruhai's complexion instantly turned blue and purple, which was humiliating. He held onto the handrails with both hands, and swallowed his anger.

Jiang Ruoxi didn't have a city as deep as Jiang Ruhai, and screamed angrily: "Uncle Nine, as an elder, how can you say such a thing?"

Jian Jiuling glanced at Jiang Ruoxi coldly and said: "Why, you are not convinced? If you are not convinced, you can, as long as you can catch Xiao Ping's move, I have nothing to say."

Jiang Ruoxi's face instantly turned red, then turned purple again.

At this time, Xiao Ping had already achieved an invincible name, and she really couldn't take another move. Jiang Ruhai's breathing became heavy and he said: "Friends of the Nine Daoists, everyone in the world already knows about the marriage of Xiao Ping and Ruoxi. If you regret the marriage now, you will have a good reputation for Xiao Ping, Ruoxi's reputation, and your reputation. , The reputation of my Jiang family has a bad influence. I hope that friends

You can reconsider this matter. "

Jian Jiuling looked unreasonable and said, "We don't care."

"You..." Jiang Ruhai was so angry that he almost yelled at Jian Jiuling, but in the end he endured it again and said: "Friends of the Nine Daoists, you are a great master, you shouldn't have done this kind of thing."

Jian Jiuling snorted, "Do I still need you to tell me what I do? Okay, I have other things, so I won't leave it much!"

Jiang Ruhai and Jiang Ruoxi peeked at each other, they had seen someone unreasonable, and they had never seen someone so unreasonable.

"Don't think I really want to marry your disciple, huh!" Jiang Ruoxi put down a ruthless word, and left as if to escape.

Jiang Ruhai gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves and strode away.

After the two left, Jian Jiuling looked at Han Yurourou and smiled and said, "How did I handle it?"

Han Yu smiled slightly and gave a thumbs up.

One day later, the eldest disciple of Sword Seventeen visited Han Yu.

For this, both Han Yu and Jian Jiuling were not surprised, and Han Yu followed her to the dojo of Jian Seventeen.

In the lobby, the Seventeen Swordsman stood high up, and Jiang Ruoxi stood beside him with a cold face.

As soon as they entered, the two looked down at Han Yu in a condescending manner.

After Han Yu saw Sword Seventeen, Sword Seventeen coldly snorted: "Xiao Ping, do you still recognize me as an uncle?"

Han Yu said, "The disciple dare not."

Jian Seventeen snorted again, and said, "Do you think my disciple is not worthy of being your wife?"

Han Yu said, "The disciple dare not."

Jian Shiqi slapped the armrest and stood up, saying, "What else can you dare not?"

Han Yu said, "Master, since my master has cancelled this marriage, why bother me?"

Sword Seventeen angrily said: "I am asking you now, not your master. Do you think that my Sword Seventeen disciple is not worthy of being your wife?"

Han Yu said: "Uncle Master's disciples are all outstanding, and I can't climb high."

Jian Shiqi was so angry that he looked at Jiang Ruoxi and said, "Okay, Ruoxi, you can prove it to him, he can't climb it!"

The faces of Han Yu and Jiang Ruoxi changed slightly.

"Yes, Master!" Jiang Ruoxi hesitated for a moment, his face became cold and severe, and he rushed to Han Yu.

Han Yu secretly sighed and took a palm shot, and the palm wind shot Jiang Ruoxi back.

How could Jiang Ruoxi be Han Yu's opponent.

"Bold Xiao Ping, dare to hurt my disciple in front of me!" Jian Shiqi was furious.

"Huh?" Han Yu was taken aback.

"Huh!"

Before Han Yu could react, Jian Shiqi's figure moved, and in an instant he reached Han Yu and slapped Han Yu.

Han Yu didn't expect that Sword Seventeen would suddenly start his hand, and he was slapped straight with a palm. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew upside down and hit the ground heavily.

"This palm is to teach you disrespect!" Jian Shiqi said coldly.

Han Yu suddenly suffered from the dumb eating huanglian and couldn't tell.

Sword Seventeen volleyed a few times to seal Han Yu's eight channels of strange meridians, preventing Han Yu from using his vitality, and then gave her big disciple a color, and the man shook his body and came to Han Yu's side and forced I fed Han Yu a red pill.

"Uncle Master, what are you going to do?" Han Yu was shocked.

"What do you do? You'll know in a minute!" Jian Shiqi had a sly smile on his face and said, "Yun Shan, send him to your junior sister's boudoir."

Yun Shan is the name of the disciple of the Seventeenth National Congress of Sword.

Yun Shan responded and walked away with Han Yu.

"Master..." Jiang Ruoxi looked at Jian Seventeen blankly.

"What are you still trying to do? Go back and take good care of that kid. Give me raw rice and cook mature rice." Jian Shiqi said domineeringly.

"Huh?" Jiang Ruoxi's face burned red instantly, and she realized what medicine Jian Shiqi had given Han Yu.

In Jiang Ruoxi’s boudoir, Yunshan threw Han Yu on Jiang Ruoxi’s bed. Han Yu’s whole body had already started to have a fever and was hot, and she felt like an eerie feeling, and her consciousness gradually became unclear, but The desire in that area has become stronger than ever.

"That old lady, actually gave me that kind of medicine?" Han Yu was sweating in cold sweat.

"Don't think you blocked my meridians, I can't do anything!"

Han Yu directly used Xianlei, and Xianlei's power quickly pulsed the warp.

"I Han Yu does not invade a hundred poisons, so how can the medicinal pill stand me?" Han Yu hurriedly sat cross-legged, running his mind.

However, what surprised him was that the medicinal effect quickly merged with his blood, and it was difficult to evaporate the medicinal effect from the blood.

"Damn, what kind of medicine is this?"

"boom!"

Han Yu's blood burned, and instantly the whole person's combat power more than doubled.

That pill made him ecstatic, and at the same time it could increase combat effectiveness.

At this moment, a woman appeared, looking at Han Yu complicatedly.

In Han Yu's eyes, this woman became very illusory. Han Yu's first thought was to vent.

But he quickly suppressed it.

Han Yu closed his eyes and ran his mind at high speed to resolve the effects of the medicine.

But the medicine was too strong, and Han Yu was soon lost.

He opened his eyes, and the illusory woman had begun to undress.

"No, Han Yu, I can't be controlled like this. That old woman hurts me, then let her pay the price!"

With the last trace of rational support, Han Yu rushed out.

"boom!"

The whole person broke out completely, and the terrifying air wave swept the world. Jiang Ruoxi was hit by the air wave as soon as he took off his clothes halfway, and he fainted.

Yun Shan, who was guarding outside the door, was knocked out by a black shadow before he realized what was going on, coughing up blood.

"Whhhhhh..."

Han Yu's figure flashed back and forth in the dojo of Jian Seventeen, like a drunk person, unable to find North. But in the end, he found the place where Sword Seventeen was, and rushed in in a daze.