Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

All this fell into tianwuqian's eyes. He sighed and shook his head. A trace of hatred for iron and steel flashed in his eyes.

The confrontation between the two at the spiritual level can be described as the collapse of Wu Kunlun.

As a lover, he was frightened by AO feibai's tragedy. In his heart, he was afraid of Ye Feng, resulting in the lack of war intention.

However... In fact, that Tianjie monster is enough for him to drink a pot. Coupled with Ye Feng's spiritual power, if he takes the battle by force, the odds of winning the battle are almost nil.

"It seems that you still have to do that. Fortunately, I'm prepared."

The murderous intention in the bottom of his eyes Rose and soon dissipated. Tian Wuqian's face was positive and opened his mouth with a smile.

"Well, it seems that Ye Feng's son-in-law deserves his reputation. No one will challenge him. In that case, the elder hereby announces that the wedding ceremony between the son-in-law and the princess is now... Starting!"

Shua!

When the voice fell, Wu Kunlun's eyes quickly looked at tianwu Qian. He was a little confused about the meaning of the master.

However, Tian Wuqian didn't say anything. He just waved his hand to the light and turned his head.

"Master... What does that mean?"

He subconsciously turned to ask Xiao mei'er.

"The elder's meaning should be to ask the childe not to do it again." Xiao mei'er whispered with a trace of caution in her eyes.

"No! This is my last chance. Wuji is mine, and the fetal Huawu pulse are also mine."

Hurt by Xiao mei'er's eyes, Wu Kunlun quickly covered his eyes with scarlet, and made a deep roar like losing his mind.

"Young master, you must not be impulsive. There must be his reason why the elder won't let you do it. If you go against the elder's will, you won't be the emperor's son-in-law even if you defeat and kill the boy."

"At that time, not only princess Wuji will kill you, but also the elder will not maintain it. There will be no place for you and me in the whole longevity hall and aolaihai..."

Xiao mei'er's words sobered Wu Kunlun for a few minutes. He was unwilling to bite his teeth, brushed his sleeve and said coldly, "OK, good..."

"Ye Feng, one day, I will take everything... That belongs to me back."

Feeling Wu Kunlun's desire to kill, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and put the demon flame dragon and lion into the spirit beast bag.

He was gambling just now.

Whether Wu Kunlun will make a move or not, Ye Feng actually has no bottom in his heart. Once Wu Kunlun really goes on the stage to fight to the death, even with the help of magic flame dragon and lion, his end is difficult to predict.

Fortunately, the other party showed his timidity and threw himself into confusion.

He did not bet on himself, but on Wu Kunlun's concerns.

Wu Kunlun carries too much. The name of the first person of the young generation in the hall of longevity, as well as the ambition of foetal Huawu pulse and Wu Ji, the more he carries, the more difficult it will be to fight back.

In contrast, their purpose seems simple and obvious.

I was just for Wu Ji. As for life and death, I had put it aside as early as the moment when I decided to enter the sea eye.

It turns out that I... Bet right.

"Ye Fuma! Ye Fuma!"

Slowly looking at a dry aquarium warrior drinking like a tsunami around, Ye Feng's nerves tightened for a long time and finally relaxed completely.

My promise to Wu Ji has been fulfilled.

When he first came to the hall of eternal life, he was made difficult by countless people, and he was worried about how to win Ao feibai. Now looking back, he felt the heartfelt cheers of the Shui nationality warriors. Ye Feng was excited and felt that he seemed to have reached a new peak.

The current feeling, in addition to conquering the due joy, also has a detached pleasure.

"Ye Fuma!"

After a brief uproar, a loud cry broke out somewhere in the crowd.

"Li Zengye, congratulations to the son-in-law. This is a big gift for the son-in-law. Please don't refuse."

"My Mo Zi is polite. I knew that my son-in-law would win. If I didn't expect it, this healing pill is a gift for my son-in-law and princess."

The two figures came forward quickly and saluted Ye Feng respectfully, which was the ninth and twelfth place in the Dragon Rising list who had been kicked out of the big array trial.

"The cause planted should bear fruit."

His eyes showed some relief. Ye Feng didn't refuse. He accepted their gifts. After a little hesitation, he bent his fingers to pop up a scroll.

It's the cultivation scroll of flame Sabre technique.

"You two can get into the top ten of the Dragon Rising list. Naturally, you don't need me to say more about your martial arts talent. However, I think you two also focus on cultivating fire attribute. This martial art is not too strong. It's only a top-grade product, but you can match the martial pulse of fire attribute. Maybe it can help you improve your combat power."

They were stunned on the spot and felt the faint smell on the scroll. They were all flattered.

After watching the fierce battle between Ye Feng and Ao feibai, everyone knows that none of the martial arts displayed by the man's son-in-law is lower than the ground level.

The two of them sincerely thanked Ye Feng for giving the pill and defeated Ao feibai in the silver dragon hall. They came forward to congratulate. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng returned the favor and gave the ground level martial arts.

The earth level is a top-notch product, which is only a notch away from the heaven level. Even in the longevity hall, it can't be underestimated. Ordinary martial artists are not qualified at all.

"Thank you for your son-in-law! If the son-in-law doesn't dislike it, he will be willing to follow around the son-in-law in the future!"

Mo Zigui took the lead in responding, took the scroll, knelt down on one knee to Ye Feng, and said in a sonorous tone.

"Yes, please promise." Li Zengye knelt down.

"You two are serious. As long as you look up to me, Ye Feng, we will all be brothers in the future."

Reaching out to help them up, Ye Feng smiled.

Seeing Ye Feng so approachable, he didn't mean to be arrogant. Instead, he presented martial arts skills, which excited many aquarium fighters present.

Originally, they had more or less some concerns about Ye Feng's humanoid identity, but now Li Zengye and Mo Zigui made such a fuss, and the quarrel was thrown out of the sky on the spot.

"Ye Fuma! Ye Fuma..."

The whole area of the longevity hall was filled with the words "Ye Fuma". Feeling everyone's recognition of Ye Feng, Princess Wu Ji finally put down her slightly uneasy heart and showed a charming smile on her face

"Wedding... Start!"

With the sound of a golden gong, the wedding ceremony officially began. Thousands of jade tables were put on the table, and there were an endless stream of beautiful maids. The jade plate was filled with delicacies, and the gold bottle was accompanied by good wine.

Wu Jihong covered her face and stood side by side with Ye Feng under the crowd.

In the roar of laughter, people were constantly drunk to the ground, and they were still shouting and pouring wine in their mouth, with laughter and laughter.

Except for the cold looking witch bones and some disciples of the silver dragon hall, the whole wedding ceremony was a happy scene.

On the contrary, Ye Feng felt dizzy after drinking a few glasses of wine. I don't know when he was pushed by a dry aquarium warrior and sent to the decorated Princess hall.

As soon as his front foot stepped into the hall, Ye Feng fell down and lay on the ground.

After a complete relaxation, the pain caused by the war began to grow from his limbs and bones, which made him moan.

Looking at Ye Feng's frown, Wu Ji burst into laughter. She took out a pill and fed it into Ye Feng's mouth. Only then did she move Ye Feng to the jade tooth bed.

Reaching out to touch Ye Feng's embarrassed face, Wu Ji blushed and couldn't help looking at it.

This is not a very handsome face. At the moment, it still has many scars. Ye Feng is only 17 or 18 years old, but his cheeks... Have maturity that does not belong to this age.

As long as this man is around her, no matter how dangerous she is, Wu Ji feels that her heart will become very peaceful.

Reaching out and gently stroking Ye Feng's face, Wu Ji bent down and gently pillowed her head on Ye Feng's chest before she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The worries and worries of the past few days have disappeared. Naturally, this sleep is very sweet