Peerless Sword God

"The Four Great War Saints have never lost." Meng Yu said.

"Having never lost before does not mean that they will never lose. After all, what they have to deal with this time is something they have never experienced before." Lei Xiang said crazily.

"Well, that human race young master is indeed our Manshan State, an unprecedented genius and monster." Meng Yuba was convinced of this and sighed: "It is difficult to predict the outcome."

"Haha, let the Miemeng royal family worry about this matter. You and I don't have the qualifications, let alone the strength." Lei Xiang Ao said with a smile.

Meng Yuba nodded and changed the subject: "I think all the tribes are almost here, so the Wenyu tribe should be here soon, right?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask someone from the Miemeng royal family?" Lei Xiang Ao said jokingly.

"Let's not disturb you at this time. The engagement ceremony has been arranged, so we can just wait and see." Meng Yuba said with a smile.

"That's right, let's find a place to sit first."

Lei Xiang Ao took his sons Lei Xiang Kuang and Meng Yu Ba to the table and chatted with other barbarians.

On the other side, Xue Lingshan, headed by the Yuan Devouring Blood Saint, has already taken his seat. As a vampire, they are arranged in a separate area, clearly separated from the barbarian tribes such as Meng Yuba and Lei Xiang Ao.

But the Yuan-devouring Blood Saint seemed to have become accustomed to it, but his son Blood Spirit Daozi was a little angry and said through a message: "Father, this Miemeng royal family has no good intentions."

"The Miemeng royal family is so powerful that our arms can't twist our thighs, so we'll just be patient for the time being."

The Yuan-devouring Blood Saint replied via voice transmission: "He who destroyed the Mongolian royal family wants to persuade the Hai clan of Shanhai Prefecture to resist Tianhan Prefecture through marriage with the Wenlu Clan, but he has to pay a big price, otherwise

It's just a fool's dream. "

"Father said so."

Blood Spirit Daozi agreed with this, and said: "There is also the human sword cultivator. The Miemeng royal family sent four war saints and seven second calamity saints. It can be said that they have spent a lot of effort, but if they fail, they will definitely become a laughing stock."

"As a father, I naturally hope that they fail, but the possibility of this is very small. After all, such a lineup is enough to deal with the Holy God of Three Tribulations." The Blood Saint said.

Blood Spirit Daozi couldn't help but nod as he thought about the previous achievements of the Four War Saints.

The Miemeng royal family has always been the master of Manshan State. Although there were resisters in the past, they were all wiped out without exception. How can a human race be an exception?

After all, Manshan Prefecture is ultimately decided by the Mongolian royal family.

As time passed day by day, nearly 99% of the various ethnic groups in Manshan Prefecture gathered in King Miemeng City.

However, Yuan-devouring Blood Saint, Meng Yuba, Lei Xiang Ao and others noticed that among all the barbarian tribes, only Yanyan Clan was absent. Among other tribes, only Gulan Demon Clan did not send anyone.

The Gulan Demon Sect can understand that the Bloodyang Demon Saint has died. How can the Gulan Demon Saint come to a good end if he goes with him?

But what happened to the Yanclam tribe?

The clan leader Yan Hali is only a half-step holy god. Where did he get the courage to refuse the invitation from the Miemeng royal family?

Regarding this matter, the Yuan Devouring Blood Saint and others only discussed it privately, but for the Miemeng royal family, it was a major event.

In the past, no barbarian dared to disobey the order to destroy the Mongolian royal family.

On this day, Emperor Miemeng personally asked about the matter: "There are still two days left, the Wenyu Clan will come, but why haven't the Yan Clam Clan come yet? Have you sent someone to ask?"

"The emperor's son, according to the elders of the Yanclan tribe,

, Yan Heli and his son went out to practice, but have not returned yet. "An elder replied.

"How can it be unreasonable? Where can he go to practice, but in my Manshan Prefecture? Now that my son's engagement has been spread throughout the Manshan Prefecture, how could he not hear about it when he goes out to practice?" Emperor Miemeng's son He said with a dignified tone.

"Don't worry, Emperor, we have issued orders to all clans and we should be able to find Yan Huli in the near future." The elder replied respectfully.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if he is missing a member of the Flame Toad clan. I will wait until my son completes the engagement ceremony before he is punished." Emperor Miemeng said.

"yes."

The elder handed over his hand, knowing that Yan Hali was doomed.

"By the way, is there any news from the four war saints?" Emperor Miemeng asked casually.

"Not yet, but judging from the distance, the seven elders we sent should have arrived in Rongtie City a few months ago." The elder replied.

"This matter is important. We must send more people to contact us and try to have the four war saints bring back that boy's head during my son's engagement ceremony." Emperor Mie Meng said.

"Take orders."

The elder handed him away.

"Come on, let's go to the engagement ceremony site to see how the decoration is. We can't let Shu'er down. We'll also receive the heads of the clans by the way."

Emperor Miemeng called a group of young heroes to the square.

In the blink of an eye, on the morning of the third day, people from the Wenyu tribe arrived.

According to the auspicious time agreed by the two tribes, the engagement ceremony was held at noon.

The engagement ceremony was a grand and festive scene, full of people and lively.

Boom!

As a long and loud bell rang, the entire engagement ceremony scene instantly fell silent.

He and Lei Xiang Ao and others stopped talking.

"The patriarch and the emperor have arrived."

As the master of ceremonies sang, they saw the Great Sage Miemeng and his son Miemeng Emperor coming in from outside the venue one after another, and walking step by step towards the high platform in the center of the square.

I saw Emperor Mie Meng's tall and tall figure, with a heroic appearance, wearing a brocade robe, with a Yin and Yang picture on the back, and a pattern of water and fire flashing in front of him, showing an extraordinary momentum.

With his hands empty and his head slightly lowered, he walked respectfully behind his father, climbed onto the high platform, and together with his father bowed their hands to the clan leaders of each tribe.

The Great Sage Miemeng was majestic and said with a smile on his face: "Everyone, today is the day of my son's engagement to Miss Wenyu Shu, the pearl of the Wenyu clan. Thank you for coming to watch the ceremony."

After speaking, he nodded to his son.

Emperor Mie Meng took a step forward with understanding, cupped his hands and said, "Seniors, I would like to thank you for coming from afar." After saying that, he bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and then stepped back.

Seeing this, the Yuan Devouring Blood Saint and others returned the favor, saying polite words such as "This is our honor."

"You're welcome."

The Great Sage Miemeng cupped his hands with a kind face, and immediately nodded to the master of ceremonies on the side.

The master of ceremonies raised his hand and said yes, and immediately shouted in a loud and joyful voice: "The auspicious time has come, please invite the chief of the Wenyu tribe and Miss Wenyushu."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the joyful sound of gongs and drums outside the square.

"coming."

The Blood Saint and others followed the red carpet and looked outside the square.

At the end of the red carpet, I saw a group of people walking slowly. Walking in front was a father and daughter, none other than the Great Sage Wen Yi and his beloved daughter Wen Yi Shu.

Wen Yushu looks like a pretty girl in her 20s and 20s, with a face that can be broken by a blowjob

She has an oval face and is wearing a light red dress, which reflects her exquisite, translucent, white and tender skin.