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Chapter 737: Don’t Be Black (141)
Chapter 737: Don’t Be Black (141)
The woman in the scarlet wedding dress stood beside the Demon Lord, her lips curled into a slight arc, obviously the woman's smile was very shallow, but she was so beautiful.
It's like...the first flower on a branch in spring.
……
Yan Hanzhou once fantasized in his heart that maybe one day, he could realize his dream of becoming No. 1 in the Canglan Continent and have enough strength to stand beside his master.
Let the woman in plain clothes change into a bright red wedding dress for him.
At that time, Yan Hanzhou hadn't guessed that this day would come so quickly, and even Master's appearance in the wedding dress was thousands of times more beautiful than he had imagined.
——It's a pity...the master didn't wear this wedding dress for him.
Especially when he saw that Su Qinghuan was so well matched with the demon who was also wearing the red wedding dress, and even when the master was still smiling at the demon, the young man's heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible big palm, throbbing .
How could he bear this scene? !
……
The master clearly agreed, and will wait for him to continuously improve his cultivation until he can stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
How could she marry another man? !
What's more, he is still such a notorious scum!
"The devil, die!"
Without even thinking about it, Yan Hanzhou pulled out the nameless ancient sword. The scarlet demonic sword glowed with a strange blood-colored flame, which made the handsome young man's face look like Shura crawling out of hell, as if anyone would choose someone to eat!
……
"Who is this?! Here to snatch the marriage?"
"What's the background of this young man? He's not afraid of death! In the face of the Demon King, how dare he draw his sword?!" Can't take it?"
Many cultivators stared dumbfounded at the boy in black who came out of nowhere.
And Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger, both disciples of Qing Yunzong, were of course the first to recognize Yan Hanzhou's identity!
"Little brother, why are you here?!"
Zhong Ling'er, who was dressed in pink, showed joy on her face. When she and Liu Haoran were at Liuli Peak, they heard Ming Jianzong and other disciples from other sects talk about Yan Hanzhou's fall into the devil's way.
But Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran grew up with Yan Hanzhou in Liuli Peak, so they naturally didn't believe that the always upright and kind little junior could be a half-human, half-demon monster.
Coupled with the fact that the master is also missing, Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran have nothing to do except worry. After all, their strength is barely enough for the new generation, let alone against Shang Junjiu. You are such a god-turning demon king.
Even if a random Nascent Soul Elder came, they would not have the slightest right to speak.
Therefore, Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran also knew this very well, and going there would only hinder the master and the junior brother, so they beat up and down the peak, big and small things on the top of the glazed glass peak for Su Qinghuan take care of it.
As for the others, the two of them can't do much, at most they can only secretly pray in their hearts that the master and the junior brother can be safe.
……
At this moment, Yan Hanzhou has no time to pay attention to Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran.
He didn't even glance at them, the young man concentrated all his spiritual power and magic breath on the nameless ancient sword, and slashed at Jun Jiuyou fiercely!
Any discerning monk above the Nascent Soul level present would be able to spot the unusual fluctuations on the sword.
In particular, Yan Hanzhou is a peerless genius. Ordinary people like him, who are fellow immortals and demons, would have exploded and died!
However, under the premise of controlling such an ancient fierce sword, Yan Hanzhou can still maintain his sobriety and reason, and even combine spiritual energy and devil energy so smoothly, he is simply a monster among geniuses
……
"This kid's talent is too terrifying!"
Elder Yuan Ying looked at the power of Yan Hanzhou's sword in shock, but his heart was full of sympathy.
Yan Hanzhou would not have lost if he had confronted anyone present, but unfortunately, he was facing Jun Jiuyou!
No matter how talented Yan Hanzhou is, he is only 17 years old now!
The gap in qualifications between Jun Jiuyou and Jun Jiuyou is really too big, at least it will take a hundred thousand years before he can have the power to fight Jun Jiuyou!
"That's right, this Yan Hanzhou is really too impulsive, such a talent is going to die today!"
"If I were Jun Jiuyou, I would never let this kid go. If Yan Hanzhou grows up, his achievements in the future may not be inferior to Jun Jiuyou's current level of cultivation!"
……
Hearing those people's arguments, Yan Hanzhou had a determination to die in his heart. He never thought of retreating with this sword!
In this life, there are very few things he cares about, but Shizun is the only one who makes him not even afraid of death!
"Little guy, I didn't expect that you really have the guts to come!"
Facing Yan Hanzhou's frightening sword, Jun Jiuyou didn't even dodge. He just smiled and looked at the young man who was flying towards him. The contemptuous arc on his lips undoubtedly showed that the man was against Yan Hanzhou. , how confident you are.
"Those who covet the master should be damned!"
Yan Hanzhou stared at Jun Jiuyou's face coldly. For some reason, from the first moment he saw Jun Jiuyou, he felt an inexplicable discomfort.
It seems that in this world, Jun Jiuyou dare not exist.
Between the two of them, only one is destined to live.
……
This feeling of uneasiness is not caused by Master,
But there is no doubt that since knowing that this big devil wants to marry Su Qinghuan by force, in Yan Hanzhou's eyes, Jun Jiuyou is only worthy of being a corpse!
"You are the first person in the past thousand years to be able to use this natal spirit treasure, boy, be content!"
Jun Jiuyou also smiled coldly, and suddenly, a black gold long knife appeared in his hand, which was also an ancient magic knife, but compared to the fierce nameless ancient sword in Yan Hanzhou's hand, Jun Jiuyou His black gold long knife is much more restrained.
Only the cold aura emanating from the blade reveals that the souls of the dead under this blade are definitely no less than the nameless ancient sword in Yan Hanzhou's hand.
……
Hearing Jun Jiuyou's arrogant speech, Yan Hanzhou's disgust towards this man increased even more.
It's just that Yan Hanzhou didn't dare to make a big deal at all, because he knew that Jun Jiuyou was indeed stronger than him.
"Ridiculous! The person who will die here today, I don't know who it will be!"
Yan Hanzhou slashed down with a sword, while Jun Jiuyou greeted him head-on with a black gold long knife.
In an instant, the whole space shook violently, forcing all the monks present to take a step back!
Su Qinghuan never expected that Jun Jiuyou would fight Yan Hanzhou, she glanced anxiously at the two, and quickly stood up.
"Jun Jiuyou, stop! Don't you remember what you promised me?!"
(End of this chapter)
The woman in the scarlet wedding dress stood beside the Demon Lord, her lips curled into a slight arc, obviously the woman's smile was very shallow, but she was so beautiful.
It's like...the first flower on a branch in spring.
……
Yan Hanzhou once fantasized in his heart that maybe one day, he could realize his dream of becoming No. 1 in the Canglan Continent and have enough strength to stand beside his master.
Let the woman in plain clothes change into a bright red wedding dress for him.
At that time, Yan Hanzhou hadn't guessed that this day would come so quickly, and even Master's appearance in the wedding dress was thousands of times more beautiful than he had imagined.
——It's a pity...the master didn't wear this wedding dress for him.
Especially when he saw that Su Qinghuan was so well matched with the demon who was also wearing the red wedding dress, and even when the master was still smiling at the demon, the young man's heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible big palm, throbbing .
How could he bear this scene? !
……
The master clearly agreed, and will wait for him to continuously improve his cultivation until he can stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
How could she marry another man? !
What's more, he is still such a notorious scum!
"The devil, die!"
Without even thinking about it, Yan Hanzhou pulled out the nameless ancient sword. The scarlet demonic sword glowed with a strange blood-colored flame, which made the handsome young man's face look like Shura crawling out of hell, as if anyone would choose someone to eat!
……
"Who is this?! Here to snatch the marriage?"
"What's the background of this young man? He's not afraid of death! In the face of the Demon King, how dare he draw his sword?!" Can't take it?"
Many cultivators stared dumbfounded at the boy in black who came out of nowhere.
And Liu Haoran and Zhong Linger, both disciples of Qing Yunzong, were of course the first to recognize Yan Hanzhou's identity!
"Little brother, why are you here?!"
Zhong Ling'er, who was dressed in pink, showed joy on her face. When she and Liu Haoran were at Liuli Peak, they heard Ming Jianzong and other disciples from other sects talk about Yan Hanzhou's fall into the devil's way.
But Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran grew up with Yan Hanzhou in Liuli Peak, so they naturally didn't believe that the always upright and kind little junior could be a half-human, half-demon monster.
Coupled with the fact that the master is also missing, Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran have nothing to do except worry. After all, their strength is barely enough for the new generation, let alone against Shang Junjiu. You are such a god-turning demon king.
Even if a random Nascent Soul Elder came, they would not have the slightest right to speak.
Therefore, Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran also knew this very well, and going there would only hinder the master and the junior brother, so they beat up and down the peak, big and small things on the top of the glazed glass peak for Su Qinghuan take care of it.
As for the others, the two of them can't do much, at most they can only secretly pray in their hearts that the master and the junior brother can be safe.
……
At this moment, Yan Hanzhou has no time to pay attention to Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran.
He didn't even glance at them, the young man concentrated all his spiritual power and magic breath on the nameless ancient sword, and slashed at Jun Jiuyou fiercely!
Any discerning monk above the Nascent Soul level present would be able to spot the unusual fluctuations on the sword.
In particular, Yan Hanzhou is a peerless genius. Ordinary people like him, who are fellow immortals and demons, would have exploded and died!
However, under the premise of controlling such an ancient fierce sword, Yan Hanzhou can still maintain his sobriety and reason, and even combine spiritual energy and devil energy so smoothly, he is simply a monster among geniuses
……
"This kid's talent is too terrifying!"
Elder Yuan Ying looked at the power of Yan Hanzhou's sword in shock, but his heart was full of sympathy.
Yan Hanzhou would not have lost if he had confronted anyone present, but unfortunately, he was facing Jun Jiuyou!
No matter how talented Yan Hanzhou is, he is only 17 years old now!
The gap in qualifications between Jun Jiuyou and Jun Jiuyou is really too big, at least it will take a hundred thousand years before he can have the power to fight Jun Jiuyou!
"That's right, this Yan Hanzhou is really too impulsive, such a talent is going to die today!"
"If I were Jun Jiuyou, I would never let this kid go. If Yan Hanzhou grows up, his achievements in the future may not be inferior to Jun Jiuyou's current level of cultivation!"
……
Hearing those people's arguments, Yan Hanzhou had a determination to die in his heart. He never thought of retreating with this sword!
In this life, there are very few things he cares about, but Shizun is the only one who makes him not even afraid of death!
"Little guy, I didn't expect that you really have the guts to come!"
Facing Yan Hanzhou's frightening sword, Jun Jiuyou didn't even dodge. He just smiled and looked at the young man who was flying towards him. The contemptuous arc on his lips undoubtedly showed that the man was against Yan Hanzhou. , how confident you are.
"Those who covet the master should be damned!"
Yan Hanzhou stared at Jun Jiuyou's face coldly. For some reason, from the first moment he saw Jun Jiuyou, he felt an inexplicable discomfort.
It seems that in this world, Jun Jiuyou dare not exist.
Between the two of them, only one is destined to live.
……
This feeling of uneasiness is not caused by Master,
But there is no doubt that since knowing that this big devil wants to marry Su Qinghuan by force, in Yan Hanzhou's eyes, Jun Jiuyou is only worthy of being a corpse!
"You are the first person in the past thousand years to be able to use this natal spirit treasure, boy, be content!"
Jun Jiuyou also smiled coldly, and suddenly, a black gold long knife appeared in his hand, which was also an ancient magic knife, but compared to the fierce nameless ancient sword in Yan Hanzhou's hand, Jun Jiuyou His black gold long knife is much more restrained.
Only the cold aura emanating from the blade reveals that the souls of the dead under this blade are definitely no less than the nameless ancient sword in Yan Hanzhou's hand.
……
Hearing Jun Jiuyou's arrogant speech, Yan Hanzhou's disgust towards this man increased even more.
It's just that Yan Hanzhou didn't dare to make a big deal at all, because he knew that Jun Jiuyou was indeed stronger than him.
"Ridiculous! The person who will die here today, I don't know who it will be!"
Yan Hanzhou slashed down with a sword, while Jun Jiuyou greeted him head-on with a black gold long knife.
In an instant, the whole space shook violently, forcing all the monks present to take a step back!
Su Qinghuan never expected that Jun Jiuyou would fight Yan Hanzhou, she glanced anxiously at the two, and quickly stood up.
"Jun Jiuyou, stop! Don't you remember what you promised me?!"
(End of this chapter)
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