Great Heaven Sovereign

There is nothing more unbearable for Yang Zheng and Murong to send a divorce letter on the day of their wedding.

"On that day, you and I were engaged. You are so anxious to marry my brother. How can I not let you live up to your name?"

"The certificate of divorce has been sent, you continue." Yang Fan said faintly, with a sneer on his face.

However, Yang Fan's divorce letter has been sent out. How can they continue.

"Yang Fan, ah, you waste thing, I'll kill you." Murong was gentle and completely furious.

At this moment, her face was burning.

She could feel that all her eyes touched her. The feeling was like a flash in her back, uneasy, frightened and humiliated. In a moment, countless thoughts swept through her mind.

She is a noble Murong family lady, the living goddess in the eyes of countless disciples, so she was divorced?

She could not bear the humiliation.

"Tianbo palm."

Murong gently and directly lifted the flying phoenix crown and slapped Yang Fan.

Wave

A crisp sound came out of thin air. In Murong's soft palm, water yuan forces condensed into ripples and spread.

"The Tianbo palm of Murong family is amazing. It's a Xuan level skill. When it falls, Yang Fan will die."

"Yes, Miss Murong herself is already the ninth weight of houwu territory, and Yang Fan is only the eighth weight. There is no doubt that he will die."

"It's beyond one's ability. Damn it, it insults Miss Murong. Even if Miss Murong doesn't do it, I'll do it and teach him to be a man."

Many admirers of Murong's gentleness are around. Seeing Murong's gentleness insulted by Yang Fan, the atmosphere is endless.

But at the next moment, they were all confused.

Boom!

Yang Fan did not dodge, but directly resisted the palm. Then, with a fierce shock, Murong's soft body flew out directly.

"Tianbo palm? But so." Yang Fan looked down at the shocked Murong and said with a smile.

But the smile, which fell into Murong's soft eyes, was a kind of ridicule, hitting all her pride in her heart.

"Yang Zheng, kill him. Otherwise, we won't have to have this wedding today." Murong gently became angry with shame, and said in an angry voice.

"Don't worry, sister rou. Even if you don't say it, I won't make him feel better." Yang Zheng said coldly, shaking with his innate breath.

"Yang Fan, you really want to die. Do you think I was a few days ago? Now I have entered the congenital stage."

"Born, they are mole ants."

"If you want to be ashamed of yourself, you don't know that you're just a clown." Yang Zheng is so rebellious that he doesn't look at Yang Fan at all. His innate cultivation makes him extremely confident.

As everyone knows, his reaction at this time is a clown in Yang Fan's eyes.

In the Dantian, the rosefinch is even more hilarious.

"Hahaha, is this funny ratio invited by monkeys? When did they become mole ants from birth?"

"Boy, this goods can be loaded very well. After a second, give him a lesson and tell him what is congenital is also vegetable chicken."

The rosefinch sends a crazy message to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's mouth moved slightly, revealing a evil smile.

At this time, the surrounding areas were bombed again.

"Shizi, kill him. He is so arrogant that even miss Murong dares to blaspheme. I can't forgive him."

"Yes, I have no respect or inferiority. I'm narrow-minded. It's tolerable to make trouble on the day of the son's wedding."

"Son of God, you are born to kill him like a dog. Even the identity of the young master of the palace can't save him. I don't believe it. If you are such a madman, the Lord will tolerate him."

Most of the onlookers came to Yang Zheng and Murong aristocratic family. At this time, of course, they spoke from Yang Zheng's position.

"Yang Fan, you heard me too. If you just embarrass me, I can bear it, but now you insult Rou Mei, absolutely not. Now, the son of the world gives you a chance to kneel down and apologize, and I can spare you from dying. Otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about my family and killing you on the spot." Yang Zheng said, still maintaining a righteous attitude.

"You're pathetic." Yang Fan sneered.

Now Yang Zheng must have been impatient for a long time, but he still pretends that he can't bear it. It's disgusting.

"OK, OK, OK! Yang Fan, it's no wonder that you want to die yourself. Today I'll show you what the real innate power is."

Yang Zheng is very powerful and powerful.

A congenital expert, who can become a soldier with yuan power, has amazing lethality.

This is also the biggest difference between the innate master and the houwu realm. It can be said that the combat power has been directly increased by nearly several times. Although it is the cohesion of Yuan force, it is also as powerful as ordinary spirit soldiers.

Brush!

Yang Zheng directly condensed a long gun in his hand. The color of mercury flickered and looked extremely overbearing.

"Give you another chance, or I'll be ruthless under the gun." Yang Zheng looked at Yang Fan with pride and disdain in his eyes.

"There's so much nonsense." Yang Fan gave a cold drink, and Yuan Li began to condense in the palm of his hand. Between his backhands, he slapped Yang Zheng directly.

"Die!" Yang Zheng's eyes were cold, his long gun flickered in his hand, picked out a spear flower and stabbed it out suddenly.

Brush!

The shadow of the long gun is very fast, and it is the cohesion of Yuan force. It adds a bit of fierce spirit out of thin air. It seems that even the air will be split here.

"Xuanling gun, ice thorn!"

The long gun is very close and extremely cold. The surrounding temperature will drop sharply without moving forward.

In Yang Fan's eyes, Yining didn't dare to neglect it. The power of annihilating water in the meridians also surged in an instant, as if stimulated by this cold power, as if the Cang dragon was provoked by mole ants and directly filled in Yang Fan's meridians.

"Broken!" Yang Fan has perseverance in his eyes and Yuan force in his palm surges out.

Click, click!

With one hand passing, Yang Fan was brave and smashed the oppression of the gun, and all the cold feeling was washed away directly.

More than that, even the long gun condensed by Yuan Li in Yang Zheng's hand began to crack at this moment, and cracks climbed on it.

"Impossible!" Before the ferocity on Yang Zheng's face receded, it turned into shock. Spread terror and watched the long gun break inch by inch.

What's more frightening is that Yang Fan's strength did not disappear, but fell directly on his arm along the gun, and then directly into his body along the arm.

Click.

The sound of bone fracture appeared, and Yang Zheng's figure retreated uncontrollably. Moreover, in the process of explosive retreat, Yang Zheng's whole face became extremely embarrassed and painful.

Boom!

Then came a loud noise.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, as if looking at Yang Fan's back like a ghost.

Because in front of them, the picture they want to see doesn't appear at all.

Instead, it was Yang Fan, who took charge of the pass and slapped the so-called winning Yang Zheng out of their mouth.

"You deserve to kill me?" Yang Fan looked at the fallen Yang Zheng and showed no mercy. Then he stepped out directly and stepped on Yang Zheng.