Great Heaven Sovereign

Nearly a thousand people and hundreds of guests gathered in the inner courtyard of the palace.

But as soon as Yang Fan entered it, he immediately became the focus of everyone's eyes.

"Why did he come? Did he come from humiliating him?"

"Don't you give up and want to make trouble on this wedding day?"

"Didn't he say he was already a waste? At this time, did he want to relive the taste of being humiliated?"

Countless people communicate secretly, but they dare not speak out.

Yang Fan ignored it directly and helped Yang Fan to a corner step by step.

Since Yang Ye has ordered them to enter. But he didn't show up at this time. Obviously, he didn't take into account family affection at all.

Therefore, Yang Fan did not directly walk into the lobby, but chose a corner to watch the change.

Brush!

As soon as Yang Fan helped Lin langang into his seat, all the people around him were surprised. They were like frightened birds. They were afraid that they would get too close to Yang Fan and cause misunderstanding.

Yang Fan sneered and clenched his fists.

However, Yang Fan put up with it. After all, the Lord hasn't come yet. How can Yang Fan appear in advance.

What Yang Fan didn't know was that in the lobby at this time, Yang Ye, Murong batian, Murong slight, ancient Zhongtian and the disciples before Qingyang sect all fixed their eyes on Yang Fan.

"Are you sure that the person who was in Xuanling mountain that day was the sixth heaven in houwu territory, and it was still the fire spirit?" Gu Zhongtian's face was not good, he said in a deep voice.

Just at a glance, the ancient Middle heaven perceived that the breath of Yang Fan now flowing was full of the fluctuation of water yuan force, which was clearly the symbol of water Wu soul.

"Tell the elder that he was in the Xuanling mountains at that time. He was really only the six heavy heaven in the houwu territory, and he was the soul of fire. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this." The disciple said, in a cold sweat.

On that day, Yang Fan had broken through when he killed Qin xuanshuang, but they were not there. What they saw was only the moment when Yang Fan captured the python demon pill.

Hoo!

Yang Ye took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face:

"Elder Gu, the king said, how could I do such a thing? Now, it seems that it is a misunderstanding." Yang Ye said.

Although he has given up Yang Fan, Yang Fan is his blood after all. Moreover, once Yang Fan is the murderer, the pressure of Qingyang sect is definitely not what their Xuanling palace can bear. It is a disaster directly.

"Hum!" In ancient times, it was cold and hummed. Looking at Murong batian, he was also a little unhappy.

At first, it was Murong batian's words that made him wait more for these two days. Now Yang Fan comes, but Yang Fan doesn't describe a person with them, whether it's cultivation or martial spirit.

Murong batian was obviously a little flustered in his eyes. He generally looked at Murong slightly for mercy.

Murong was slightly aware, stared at Yang Fan and finally looked at Gu Zhongtian:

"Ancient elder, although Yang Fan's cultivation is inconsistent, according to my sister's original description, when they saw the back mountain in Xuanling palace, Yang Fan's breath was already the eight heavy days in the back Wu territory, and the way to recover Yang Fan's cultivation and defeat Yang Zheng was fire yuan force." Murong said slightly, as if he had identified Yang Fan as the murderer.

"Yes, at this point, the ancient elder can ask Xuanling King whether Yang Fan's original martial spirit was fire martial spirit?" Murong batian added.

In ancient times, the sky turned slightly and looked at Yang Ye.

"Yang doesn't deny this, but the whole Xuanling city doesn't know. My son's fire Wu soul has collapsed before. I believe brother Murong knows it too." Yang Ye was furious. Although he didn't know why Yang Fan awakened the spirit of water and martial arts, he was dissatisfied with Murong batian's desire to buckle the pot on Yang Fan.

"Maybe, brother Yang, you missed a real genius? Maybe Yang Fan is a double martial spirit?" Murong batian responded.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the field became very strange.

"All right, is it or not? After the wedding, I'll give it a try. Everything is clear." Gu Zhongtian said, breaking the deadlock.

As everyone knows, at this time, all their conversations fell into Yang Fan's ears without a word. With the rosefinch, there is no hiding place in their dialogue.

"It seems that the Murong family's plot is not small." Yang Fan's eyes are condensed and his pupils are tiny. With his mind, he directly understood that the Murong family was trying to force the Yang family to a dead end.

Once it was confirmed that he was the murderer, even the Xuanling palace could not bear the anger of Qingyang sect.

"Tut Tut, that's interesting. It's already thrilling before it starts. Boy, what are you going to do? This old man has five innate cultivation skills." Said the rosefinch.

"Soldiers come to block, water and earth cover." Yang Fan said faintly.

He was almost crazy, regardless of life and death, regardless of pain, endured endless pain, and practiced in Xuanling mountain for this day.

Today, we will never stop until we achieve our goal.

Even if you make friends with people of Qingyang sect, you must seek justice for your past and your mother.

At this moment, a loud cry came from outside Xuanling Palace:

"The auspicious hour has arrived, and the newcomers enter."

Then, in the crowd, Yang Zheng dressed in red and flushed into the inner courtyard of the palace.

At this time, Yang Zheng's face was proud and his eyes were full of pride. He just glanced at Yang Fan and looked away with disdain.

"Congratulations, the son of the world is indeed a genius. Congratulations on getting a good wife today."

"A match made in heaven. The son of heaven is unparalleled. Miss Murong has attracted the country and the city. It's a golden and jade marriage."

"The son of God is indeed the dragon among people. In the future, I will rely on the son of God in Xuanling city."

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The voices of compliments appeared, flattering and flattering. It was completely two attitudes when I saw Yang Fan before.

"Hahaha, it's easy to say." Yang Zheng laughed and was proud of his life.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my son Yang Zheng is married today. Thank you for coming."

"However, before that, there is one more thing to announce. That is, my son Yang Zheng has broken through his inborn nature and has even been accepted as a disciple by Qingyang sect."

"It can be said that today is a double happiness." Yang Ye said, with pride on his face. Looking at Yang Zheng is also full of satisfaction.

"Congenital?"

"Qingyang sect disciple?"

"The son of God is indeed a genius. Fortunately, God has eyes and the pearl is not covered with dust. Otherwise, it will become a big shock to our Xuanling city."

"Yes, that's right. It's also the prince who made the right choice with his insight. I don't know how many times better than the original cats and dogs."

Countless voices appeared. At this moment, they had no more worries about Yang Fan and began to curry favor with Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng was very proud, looked at Yang Fan provocatively, and then gently spit out the word waste.

"Waste?" With a sneer on his face, Yang Fan looked at the unruly Yang Zheng at the moment, and the killing intention quietly emerged.

"Laugh, how crazy you laugh now, how desperate you will be later." Yang Fan's heart sank faintly, then got up directly and went to the lobby step by step.

And this move immediately attracted everyone's attention, shocked and full of ridicule.