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"Next, we have invited Zhao Qing, the great elder of the Ruyi Sect, to come up and say a few words. Yang Chong glanced at Zhao Qing and several Ruyi Sect elders in front of the main hall.

Zhao Qing was a little embarrassed, but Yang Chong didn't dare to disobey when he spoke, so he could only go up and say two words: "Haha, congratulations to the master of Yangmen for holding the beauty, I am willing to make friends with Yinyangmen from generation to generation and share resources." ”

Several Ruyimen elders felt a little embarrassed, their Ruyimen was one of the eight major sects, but now they had to rely on the Yin-Yang Sect, a sect full of evil, like a clown.

Zhao Qing didn't want to do this either, mainly because if they didn't get along with the Yin and Yang Gate, the Ruyi Gate would be a cheat.

"Congratulations, the Liu family wishes the Lord of the Yang Tongtian Gate to marry a beauty!"

"The Snow Mountain Sect wishes the Lord of the Yang Tongtian Sect a long life!"

"Badaomen Zhuyang Tongtianmen Master"

Representatives of various sects and families sent congratulatory messages and congratulatory gifts.

Yang Tongtian was in a very happy mood, and after getting up and saying a few polite words, the banquet officially began.

The four elders of the Yin-Yang Gate carried eight sedan chairs to pick up the bride.

Putting down the sedan chair, the four elders came to the bamboo house attic in the back mountain.

"Miss Feng Luan, the sedan chair is here, get on the sedan chair quickly!" reminded an elder of the Yin Yang Sect in the late stage of the realm.

Although Feng Luan was only a mid-stage martial cultivator, but now his identity was different, he was the concubine of Yang Tongtian, and these elders naturally had to be given considerable respect.

Soon, a man in a big red dress and a long hijab walked out of the house.

Because their bodies were all covered and they couldn't see their faces clearly, the four elders didn't doubt it much, but they were a little stunned.

This Feng Luan girl is quite tall, I'm afraid her height is more than one meter eight, right?

Maybe you were wearing some kind of heightened shoes.

When the person in the red dress bent down and got into the sedan chair, the four elders were stunned again, why are the feet of this "Fengluan girl" so big, I'm afraid they are 40 yards, right?

Damn, this Ruyi Gate No. 1 beauty is not very good.

The four elders had never been to Feng Luan, and they didn't suspect it, they thought that maybe an ordinary weak woman could no longer satisfy the beastly desires of the sect master.

Subsequently, the four elders carried the sedan chair to the Yinyangmen Hall.

"The bride has arrived!" the four Yin-Yang Sect elders shouted in unison outside the hall.

The eyes of countless people in the hall turned to the big red sedan chair outside the hall.

Seeing the sedan chair coming, Yang Tongtian was in such an excited mood, he immediately stood up from the seat in front of him, his heart was full of joy, and he shouted: "Carry the bride up!"

The four elders obeyed the order and carried the sedan chair into the main hall.

"Papapapa" resounded in the hall with warm applause.

"Congratulations to the Lord of Yangmen for marrying a beautiful woman!"

The martial cultivators of all families congratulated one after another.

"Congratulations to the master!" Yang Chong also smiled and handed over a bowl of wine.

Yang Tongtian was full of red light, picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all, and got up to greet the sedan chair.

After a short time, the four elders gently placed the sedan chair in the center of the main hall.

"Miss Feng Luan, please get off the sedan chair!" an elder said in a loud voice, placing an invitation in front of the sedan chair.

The people in the sedan chair did not move.

Thinking of Feng Luan's alluring appearance and perfect figure, Yang Tongtian was full of monkey anxiety, strode forward, and laughed loudly: "Miss Feng, don't be shy, come on, let the husband personally help you get out of the sedan chair!"

In the main hall, everyone's eyes turned to the sedan chair, looking forward to what kind of beauty would come out of the sedan chair.

Lifting the curtain of the sedan chair, I saw the beautiful woman inside wearing a red hood.

Yang Tongtian couldn't help it, rubbed his hands happily, and said with a smile: "Don't be shy, let your husband help you lift your hijab!"

Yang Tongtian lifted his hijab, thinking that he would see that beautiful face.

I saw that the hijab was lifted, and the young man in red grinned and sneered at the stupid Yang Tongtian, and smashed it towards Yang Tongtian with all his strength.

Yang Tongtian was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

Shen Lang pretended to be Feng Luan early in the morning, ambushed in the sedan chair, and at the moment when Yang Tongtian lifted the hijab, he played the fourth form of the Seven Injuries Fist with all his strength.

Yang Tongtian was really frightened, and he forgot to defend for a while. What the is going on? Isn't the person in the sedan chair Feng Luan?

He was still wondering what was going on.

"Boom!" A heavy muffled sound sounded, and Shen Lang's life-saving thunder slammed into Yang Tongtian's chest.

The clothes on Yang Tongtian's chest were shredded by the Gangfeng carried by Shen Lang's fist, and he took seven or eight steps back and sat on the ground, leaving a shallow fist mark on his chest.

The backlash brought by the Seven Wounds Fist made Shen Lang squirt out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely ugly.

Shen Lang originally thought that he had tried his best to punch seven wounds, and coupled with the surprise sneak attack, he could seriously injure Yang Tongtian.

But he was wrong.

After Yang Tongtian was punched by himself, nothing happened at all, at most he was slightly injured. Shen Lang was instead shocked by the strong true qi in Yang Tongtian's body.

Damn, this Yang Tongtian is too strong, right?

"Who are you!" Yang Tongtian quickly got up from the ground and looked at the people in the sedan chair in a daze.

Shen Lang didn't hesitate, he jumped out of the sedan chair and ran away!

The sedan chair is not Feng Luan, it is actually a man!

The applause that had just resounded in the hall stopped instantly, and everyone was stunned one by one.

"Leave it for me!" Yang Tongtian snorted violently, furious.

He finally realized that he had been deceived, and Feng Luan in the sedan chair was actually dropped.

Yang Tongtian's roar was like thunder, Shen Lang was terrified, he didn't dare to turn back, and hurriedly threw a few smoke bombs.

"Bang!"

Bursts of smoke filled the outside of the main hall, and Shen Lang used all his magic light steps, running towards the top of the Mountain of Bliss like a mad dog.

Yang Tongtian's face was pale, and he was about to explode.

A hairy boy actually dropped his own concubine, and he was punched by others. This kind of joke is made at the wedding, and when it is spread, it will be laughed off other people's big teeth.

"Boy, look for death!"

Yang Tongtian felt that his face was about to be lost, and the whole person rushed out of the hall like an arrow from the string.

Yang Chong saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly chased him out.

There was chaos in the hall, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I don't understand what happened.

Outside the main hall, Shen Lang used the phantom light step to the extreme, throwing smoke bombs while running wildly, and he had already thrown twenty or thirty of them.

The Yin-Yang Gate is on the top of the Paradise Mountain, and it is usually very windy, and when the wind blows like this, a large area is filled with heavy smoke, blocking the view.

Yang Tongtian chased after him, he was a master of the Occasional Transformation Realm, and he had a high sense of qi, even if his vision was blocked by smoke, he also knew the direction of Shen Lang's escape, and it was only slightly affected.

Shen Lang fled for a while, and found that the wind behind him was loud, and Yang Tongtian gradually chased after him, and he was covered in cold sweat.

Yang Tongtian's strength was beyond his expectations, but Shen Lang already had an escape plan.

Fortunately, those smoke bombs delayed for a little time, and Shen Lang rushed to the cliff on the side of Bliss Mountain like a mad dog, took out the glider from the storage bag with lightning speed, and put it on his body.

Then, Shen Lang jumped up, the wind swept up, and the glider carried Shen Lang out from the top of Jile Mountain.