Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

"Shhhhhh!!"

The clan elders focused their attention one after another.

We are all concerned about this matter.

They firmly refused Yang Xiruo's marriage.

But if the opponent is Luo Fanchen, it seems that it is not impossible.

"Forehead……"

Yang Jinghong fell silent.

Fourth Master Yang's anxious face turned even redder: "You boy, what's the matter with Te Niang, how does the other party plan to marry our little princess of the Shenxiao Sect?"

Yang Jinghong faltered and said:

"Brother said, as long as you don't marry your sister, you can do anything."

"It is impossible to marry my sister in this life. Even if I die of thirst or starvation, I will definitely not marry my sister. Don't even think about it, and don't want it for nothing."

"what?"

"???"

Yang Tingjun, clan elders, and the young people in the clan were all furious.

In the sect's position, Yang Xiruo is an absolute little princess.

The pure and pure goddess admired by the younger generation, the jewel in the palm of the older generation, the darling of the heart.

Turned out to be disgusted by outsiders?

Yang Xiruo was still smiling softly, but suddenly she couldn't smile anymore.

No woman can stand such words.

King Yan stared at the side listening, what are you talking nonsense about.

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, the public diss Luo Fanchen will be released soon.

Yan Wang raised his hand and shouted: "Everyone be quiet!"

"This kid opened his mouth to call someone brother-in-law, but closed his mouth to call him brother-in-law. He acted like a worthless salesman. This made people think that our young princess of the Yang family is ugly and cannot be married."

"That's why I said that kind of rejection."

When everyone heard the sound, they suddenly realized.

Instead, they aimed all their spearheads at Yang Jinghong.

Yang Xiruo smiled slightly, dimples appeared on her cheeks, and coughed lightly:

"Brother."

"How do you sell your sister outside?"

Yang Jinghong's flesh tightened, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

It's as if Tom cat met Jerry's cosmic invincible big cousin, and he was terrified.

"I said that my sister has the talent of a god of guns!"

"The appearance of a closed moon shameful flowers, the beauty of a fish sinking into a wild goose, the flawless white jade, and a peerless beauty."

King Yan said quietly: "How can I remember this king? Some people have sworn to promise that if my sister doesn't know how to flatter me, I'll give her some medicine."

"Oh?"

Yang Xiruo moistened her lips slightly, and smiled, "Really?"

Yang Jinghong was frightened and jumped up suddenly.

"Little Yanzi, we love each other deeply, don't you try to stir up our feelings."

"Your words are unsubstantiated, and you are spitting blood!!!"

"Sister, you know me well. I drugged our father, but I can't drug you for outsiders."

Yan Wang smiled and said: "Nephew, you have forgotten the ability of the ninth-order extraordinary spirit."

"No!!!" Yang Jinghong pushed his hand to stop, but it was still too late.

The spiritual projection tool appeared in the air, and everyone looked at it together.

Yang Jinghong was slapping his chest, vowing to follow the young man opposite him to make a promise.

"Brother-in-law, don't worry."

"If my sister doesn't know how to flatter me when I go back, I'll help you bring her medicine."

Everyone's expressions suddenly became subtle, and their complexions were not good.

Yang Jinghong felt like being struck by lightning, he didn't dare to breathe, his back felt cold.

Yang Tingjun trembled and said coldly: "Animal... an animal!!!"

Fourth Master Yang scolded: "If you dare to give away your sister today, tomorrow you will dare to give away the foundation of the sect!"

"How did you know?"

Yang Jinghong replied reflexively, wishing he could slap himself.

"Clusters."

Yang Xiruo took off the moon white cloak, combed the loose blue hair, and tied the hair into a ponytail.

"It's really better to hit my brother sooner rather than later."

"Prick, prick—"

In an instant, Yang Xiruo seemed to be a different person, and his sickness disappeared.

Hard-edged.

Purple electricity danced between the black hair, and the gunshots in the beautiful eyes flowed, indifferent and ruthless.

Zidian gathered from all directions, and a divine spear emerged from her palm.

"sister……"

"Sister!! My brother is doing it for your own good."

"Shh!"

Yang Xiruo moved, and a stunning arc shone across the audience.

What followed was a series of Yang Jinghong's screams, which lasted for a long time in the martial arts arena.

The King of Yan admired it with a smile, secretly thinking that the scene should be completely clear.

Little calf, I want you to play tricks with your uncle!Tell you to talk and gasp! !

The first 99 times he went to Shenxiaozong, he would be beaten.

This time the hatred was taken away by this kid, so I should be safe.

Everyone was laughing, only Yang Jinghong was being beaten.

Especially Yang Tingjun, his own father, was the coolest to watch, even his hands were itchy.

He happened to notice King Yan from the corner of his eye, and said:

"Everyone, elders."

The five major clans understood and surrounded Yan Wang.

King Yan's face froze, he didn't dare to fight back, and he didn't even dare to run away.

Quietly squatting on the ground, holding his head in his hands, the skillful way makes people feel distressed.

He raised his head and smiled wryly:

"This time... can you not slap your face?"

"By the way, let me meet Qiu Rong after this fight, hey!!!"

"Bang bang bang."

Yang Tingjun and the elders of the five clans surrounded him with punches and kicks.

Not long after, the uncle and nephew, with bruised nose and swollen face, hugged each other and cried.

"A thousand times, a thousand times!"

"I've been beaten so many times, I haven't even seen my wife, woo woo woo!!!"

Yang Jinghong's hands and feet were trembling. He was stabbed hundreds of times by his sister, and he went straight to every vital point, but every shot just happened to break the skin, which was too tortured.

"Sister, listen to my brother's advice."

"If you don't fight for such a good man, you won't have a place to cry when someone snatches you away."

Yang Xiruo shook her head: "Sister has no love in her heart, only the way of guns."

"Men only affect my shooting speed."

"But where is this person you said? I want to meet for a while."

Yang Xiruo shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that he is not good at gun skills, let alone a gun skill martial soul."

"Sister! Don't make trouble." Yang Jinghong persuaded earnestly.

Yang Xiruo's beautiful eyes flickered with a stubborn edge:

"Back then, I swore that in this life I would only marry a man with a better gun than me."

"He is extremely talented, he can see his uncle's spiritual projection, and he has a very good appearance, extremely handsome."

"But it's not a good match for me after all."

King Yan opened his mouth, feeling that things were not going well, not as planned.

"Everyone, you should try to persuade her."

"I believe you can all see the infinite potential of this kid."

Yang Tingjun and the clan elders exchanged glances, and then looked at Yang Xiruo.

"Xi Ruo, have you thought about it?"

Yang Xiruo nodded: "I've made up my mind."

Yang Tingjun said: "Tian Yan, we appreciate the kindness, but no matter how good a genius is, if Xi Ruo doesn't like it, we won't force her wish."

Fourth Master Yang snorted: "If the little princess of my sect is not happy, no matter how powerful she is?"

Third Master Yang also said: "My Yang family is strong and proud. I would rather be weak than cling to anyone."

The words and deeds of the older generation are deeply imprinted in the hearts of the younger generation at this moment.

All of them straightened their backs, and their eyes glowed with special brilliance.

Yan Wang sighed, he admired and had a headache.

The top and bottom of the Shenxiao Sect are terribly united and very proud, but they lack some tact in dealing with the world.

Who would want to miss such a top talent.

But they are willing to do so.

"Xiruo, don't you want to meet him, don't you want to meet him first and then decide?"

Yang Xiruo's beautiful eyes were full of spear lights, and his fighting spirit was high. He nodded and said:

"Please trouble uncle to take me there, I really want to fight against him, sharpen my gun skills, and try to see who will win."

King Yan looked happy, and felt that there was still a turning point in the matter.

It's a pity that Boy Luo doesn't even have a gun, and his niece is more obsessed with guns than he imagined.

"Shh!!!"

A white arc of light in the sky quickly entered Shenxiaozong and flew in front of the suzerain Yang Tingjun.

It was a pure white soul beast, like a dove.

The King of Wild Goose was surprised and said: "The four kingdoms sent a message to the stork?"

Yang Tingjun frowned and stretched out his big hand.

The stork opened its beak, and spit out a small blue hollow bamboo tube, which landed in Yang Tingjun's hand...