Chapter 1301

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden turmoil in Emperor Shenwu Palace.

On Shen Jing'an's face, there seemed to be a sinister smile, radiant and fierce.

Compared with usual, Shen Jing'an at this time is like a bloody monster, wanting to start endless killings.

"boom!!"

Beside Xiangyun, Yingjue Wu Yu in black suddenly stepped forward, and his figure disappeared in place strangely.

Suddenly, the dao pattern in the hall flickered, and the spiritual power overflowed.

I saw Shen Jing'an holding a silver gun horizontally in his hand, and his red clothes fluttering, standing on the spot with a sort of... unstoppable dominance.

"Young master... tell me, who will win between these two?"

Xuanyuan Weiyang sat beside Ling Xiao, with bright eyes and a rather nervous expression.

"This Tianque mansion is really real. On the day of the wedding of the eldest princess and Xue Yihou, they came here to make trouble. I really don't know what is good or bad, hmph!"

Hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face, but there was some doubt in his eyes.

That's right, he had already guessed the plot in front of him.

Moreover, this Yanjue Xiangyun's body is indeed full of luck.

But the luck in her body was somewhat different from Ling Xiao's imagination.

The number of eight thousand is not as good as Wuhong silk.

Then how did she cast a curse to cut off Wu Hongsi's vitality?

Could it be that this curse...wasn't from Xiangyun?

As for the hatred between her and Shen Jing'an, Ling Xiao can probably guess something.

Before the two people, there must have been some emotional entanglements, otherwise Xiangyun would not have chosen to provoke him before the wedding day, and brought along Wu Yu, the shadow of the Twelve Absolutes of the Tianque Mansion.

Although this Wu Yu has no luck, his reputation and fighting power can be regarded as the top of the contemporary era.

With Shen Jing'an, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be his opponent.

This revenge should be called... from dismissive to unattainable.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound above the main hall.

The endless spirit pattern surged into a tide, ups and downs thousands of miles.

I saw Wu Yu's figure falling from the sky, bursting out with brilliant divine brilliance.

In his palm, there are thousands of dao rhymes deduced, and the rules are intertwined.

Void, time fades away, and the Dao does not exist.

Shen Jing'an's face was solemn, and there were endless blood streaks suddenly on the silver gun in his hand.

A cold light suddenly rose, and the blood turned into a dragon! !

"boom!!"

Covered by a cloud of blood for thousands of miles, a silver light dragon shadow suddenly pierced through the void, shattering the universe, and stabbing towards Wu Yu brazenly.

In the hall, there were bursts of exclamations.

Even Zhan Xiaotian had a look of surprise in his eyes.

This shot is really terrible.

The cold light comes first, and the spear shines like a sharp edge.

Even if it is him, he is afraid that he will not dare to challenge his prestige.

But at this moment, a smile flashed across Ling Xiao's face, he shook his head slightly, and drank the tea in the cup.

This Wu Yu is known as the best shadow, so how could he collide with Shen Jing'an like this?

really! !

The moment Shen Jing'an's blood gun touched Wu Yu's figure, he heard a rush of wind breaking from the side.

I saw a fuzzy phantom tearing the void, condensing the divine patterns, and smashing down hard.

In a hurry, Shen Jing'an raised the gun to block in front of him, only to feel a huge force sweeping over, instantly shattering the silver gun in his hand.

"No…"

Shen Jing'an's face changed drastically, blood spattered from his mouth, and he raised his arms in embarrassment, trying to stop Wu Yu's offensive.

But, with his strength, how can he be the opponent of the Twelve Absolutes of Tianque Mansion.

"Puchi!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Shen Jing'an's two arms shattered apart.

Blood was spilled, and everything was silent.

At this time, everyone was dumbfounded looking at the figure that fell from the sky, not knowing what to say for a while.

On the day of her wedding, her arms were broken directly by someone, and... once Shen Jing'an loses today's bet, she will abolish her cultivation and become a useless person.

With Emperor Shenwu's mind, how could it be possible for the eldest princess to marry a trash? !

"Jingan!!"

Wu Hongsi's pretty face was gloomy, and she stepped out, standing in front of Wu Yu.

"enough!!!"

"Hehe, is the eldest princess going to stand up for her husband?"

Above the main hall, Xiang Yun suddenly sneered and winked at Wu Yu.

The latter immediately bowed and retreated behind her, extremely obedient.

"Xiangyun, my Emperor Shenwu's dynasty and the Tianque Mansion have always been harmonious, and there is no enmity. Why did you make such a heavy hand today?!"

Wu Hongsi's black eyebrows were slightly clustered, and she looked at Xiangyun with some puzzlement.

"If the eldest princess insists on protecting Xue Yihou, Xiangyun has no other choice today, but..."

Xiang Yun shook his head and smiled, his eyes were evil, "I can give the princess another chance, if you can kill your husband-in-law with your own hands, maybe I can remove the poisonous curse on the princess."

"What!! So, the blood curse on my body was really planted by you!!"

Wu Hongsi's eyes flickered, and a majesty suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

Behind him, countless figures in golden armor stepped forward, surrounding the figures of Xiang Yun and Wu Yu.

"What is the meaning of the eldest princess? Xiangyun kindly wants to help you break the curse, why do you want to frame me?"

others? "

But at this time, Xiangyun didn't panic in the slightest. It was obvious that Emperor Shenwu would not dare to really kill her and Wuyu Town here.

The Twelve Absolutes of Tianque Mansion are the true contemporary pinnacle of this power, carrying the hope of the whole mansion.

What's more, the masters of the Twelve Absolutes are all truly top-notch powerhouses in Tianque Mansion.

once! !

Today, the two gods of death, Wudi Palace, are afraid that in the future, the two supreme orthodoxy will fall into a real battle to the death!

"you!!!"

Wu Hongsi gritted her silver teeth tightly, and for a moment, she was slightly shaken.

It can be seen from Xiangyun's appearance that he is obviously trying to humiliate Shen Jing'an, and may not keep his promise.

Thinking in this way, Wu Hongsi quietly glanced at Ling Xiao above the main hall.

Now in the entire hall, I am afraid that only this young master can resolve the conflict in front of him.

"Master...Xue Yihou is so pitiful, can't you help him?"

Xuanyuan Weiyang pouted, shaking Ling Xiao's arm with both hands.

"poor person must have something mean."

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, smiling gently.

"But... But today is the day of the eldest princess's wedding... Could it be..."

"Blood Yihou, I am willing to bet and admit defeat. Since you lost, do you want to abide by the bet and abolish your cultivation?"

Xiangyun sneered, and looked at Shen Jing'an with her arms broken with resentment in her eyes.

"I can abolish my cultivation, or even kill myself here, but...the poisonous curse on the red silk..."

"Xue Yihou, do you think you still have room to bargain with me now?"

Xiang Yun shook his head and chuckled, his tone extremely gentle.

But the more this is the case, the more people feel that there must be extremely terrible resentment suppressed in her heart.

"You two, don't you think too much of me, Emperor Shenwu?"

At this moment, above the main hall, Emperor Shenwu suddenly let out a cold snort, and endless coercion poured down, the majestic might of the sky, shocking people's hearts.