Leng Fei's face was grim.

Zhao Tong, who was about to make a move, also changed slightly, and he was busy standing solemnly, not daring to move.

There was an ethereal sound of silk music in the sky, and then eight middle-aged men carried a big red sedan chair and tiptoed into the air.

They were like immortals walking on the ground in the air, carrying the big red sedan chair steadily.

On the ground below the big red sedan chair, seventy-two middle-aged men in purple shirts swept by, closely following and faintly protecting the sedan chair.

In the center of seventy-two middle-aged men, there are six middle-aged women in yellow shirts floating, their feet touching the ground as if they were in the wind.

Leng Fei stood on the top of the mountain and squinted his eyes slightly.

Eight middle-aged sedan chairmen were able to walk in the air, which looked extremely shocking, but Leng Fei didn't care.

These eight people obviously cooperate tacitly and borrow from each other, so it is actually the easiest to look scary.

However, the eight Tiangang realm sedan chair men are indeed enough to be stylish.

Seventy-two middle-aged men are all masters of heavenly artistic conception.

Leng Fei couldn't help but shake his head, when did the Heavenly Artistic Conception Master reach such a worthless point, as if there were Heavenly Artistic Conception Masters everywhere.

This is the strength of the Tianyuan Dynasty, far beyond the reach of Dayu, the more you understand, the more desperately powerful.

The six middle-aged women were all beautiful and charming, and what was even more terrifying was that he saw a woman from the Heavenly Spirit Realm among them.

This woman and the woman next to her couldn't see anything different, and it was easy to ignore it, and she was regarded as a master of the Tiangang Realm.

Leng Fei squinted his eyes slightly and looked at King Yu not far away.

Wei Qinglin raised his voice and shouted: "The Nine Emperors of Dayu, Prince Yu, is here!"

The guard of honor was already set up, and the gongs and drums began to sound.

In the noisy sky of gongs and drums, King Yu walked out of the tent in a big red robe and a hairpin hat, and came to the front with a bright spirit.

The big red sedan chair slowly fell in front of him.

Seventy-two guards retreated to the back of the sedan chair, and six middle-aged women came to the front of the sedan chair.

King Yu took two steps forward.

"I've seen the prince. The six middle-aged women bowed and retreated to the sides of the sedan chair.

King Yu came to the sedan chair, hugged his fists and said: "Princess, after today, the two of us will be husband and wife, I hope we can work together with one heart and one mind!"

"Yes. A soft voice came from the sedan chair.

King Yu didn't open the sedan curtain, and took a step back: "Then let's go back to the house quickly." ”

"Get up the sedan ——!," Wei Qinglin shouted.

Eight palanquin bearers carry a big red palanquin.

Leng Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't see the appearance of the princess, but looking at this frame, it was already a huge pressure, and such a strong force was tantamount to strengthening the power of the palace.

But it is difficult to say who owns this power.

"Let's ——!," Wei Qinglin shouted.

He is the Ouchi Guard, and he also serves as the master of ceremonies.

King Yu got on his horse, and then all the guards got on their horses one after another, escorting King Yu and the big red sedan chair down the mountain.

The tent was halfway up the mountain, and it was quickly dismantled, tied and taken away.

Leng Fei hugged his fists: "Zhao Gongzi, let's come here today, come to Dayu as a guest another day, I will do my best as a landlord, and then have a good exchange." ”

He didn't wait for Zhao Tong to say more, and the flickering figure had disappeared.

The next moment appeared beside Tang Lan.

The people around Tang Lan were busy, but Tang Lan stood quietly on the side and pondered, Tang Xiaoyue and Tang Xiaoxing were also busy.

Leng Fei said: "What is the princess thinking?"

Tang Lan sighed and said, "Is this the next marriage?"

As the princess of Tianyuan, the marriage was so hasty, although the ceremony was to be held in the palace, but the meeting with her husband was too dull.

Leng Fei said: "The prince married the princess of Tianyuan this time, the princess will be easier, and you will not marry in a short time." ”

"Not necessarily. Tang Lan said: "My father's idea is certain, and no one can change it, so it must be married." ”

Leng Fei said: "It's not too bad to marry into the abyss!"

Tang Lan glanced at him.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "You won't marry Tianhai, right?"

"What's the use of marrying Tianhai!" Tang Lan said: "Now that Dayu is an enemy on three sides, he can only hold on to the thigh of Tianyuan Dynasty, and it's time for me, the princess, to play a role." ”

She had a strange smile on her beautiful face, as if she was self-deprecating and self-pitying.

Cold is not silent.

Tang Lan said: "If you really want to marry outside, don't be like the one in Wufu Mountain, Dayu can't afford to toss like this." ”

“...... Let's go. "Leng Fei said.

The princess guards followed and walked behind.

The journey was extremely fast, and although the guards of the Yuwang Mansion rode horses, they could not keep up with the light skills of Princess Bihua's guards.

In the blink of an eye, he walked out of more than 20 miles, completely left Tianyuan, and entered the territory of Dayu, but the border between the two countries was blurred, and there were still many Tianyuan people.

"What's wrong with the happy sword!" a broken shout resounded through the void.

A man appeared at the head of the procession, standing in the middle of the road, blocking the way.

He was dressed in a black robe, his face was as pale as paper, as if he lacked blood, and only his eyes were so bright that people did not dare to look at him directly.

Leng Fei frowned and said in a deep voice: "Who is here?"

His figure flickered, and he had already bypassed everyone and came to the front, standing at the young man in black and following: "Leng Fei in Xia!"

"I'm not even hurt in the palace. The white-faced black-clothed young man said slowly, "I heard that you are challenging all the Heavenly Abyss Sects. ”

Leng Fei smiled: "How is this possible...... However, the Supreme Palace Martial Arts is said to be unique, but it is necessary to understand it!"

He didn't wait for Mo Wuxian to speak, and punched out.

A mountain appeared in the void, and the giant peak seemed to cover half of the sky, startling everyone.

As Leng Fei's comprehension of the realm of providence became deeper and deeper, his manipulation of heaven and earth became more and more relaxed, and the disappearance was even more amazing.

And this time, he used the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, and directly increased his cultivation by three times.

Mo Wuxian was just about to laugh at Leng Fei for a few words, but when he saw this disappearance, he was suddenly solemn, closed his lips tightly and slowly pressed out a palm.

A huge palm appeared above his head, imprinting towards the majestic peak, and against the backdrop of the mountain, the huge palm looked like a baby's small hand.

"Boom!" Leng Fei looked at him calmly.

Mo Wushu had already flown out three feet upside down, and when he landed on the ground, he smoothed out for a zhang, and his face was already red.

Leng Fei said: "Supreme Palace, Tianzun Palm!"

"Exactly. Mo Wuxian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face became more and more solemn.

He never expected that Leng Fei's cultivation would reach such a strong state, even those hundred-year-old guys were not as good.

"Take me another punch!" Leng Fei shouted.

This punch was not only to demonstrate to the disciples of the various sects of the Tianyuan Dynasty who were hiding in the shadows, but also to demonstrate to Princess Bihua's guards, including the Heavenly Spirit Realm master.

The sky once again appeared behemoth, vaguely looking like a hammer, and gently struck at Mo Wuxian.

Mo Wuxian gritted his teeth and pressed out a palm again.

The huge palm print met the hammer formed by the mountain, and he rushed towards Leng Fei.

In the earth-shattering sound of "bang......", Mo Wuxian's speed suddenly accelerated, shooting towards Leng Fei, and it exploded when he was one foot away from Leng Fei.

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