As soon as he finished speaking, there was a warm applause from the Lord Highness.

"Next, we invite Zhao Qing, the eldest elder of Ruyi Sect, to say a few words.

"Yang Chong glanced at Zhao Qing and several elders of Ruyi Sect in front of the hall.

Zhao Qing was a little embarrassed, but Yang Chong said that he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only go up and say a few words: "Haha, congratulations to the master of Yang Sect for holding the beauty back. I wish to have a good relationship with Yin and Yang Sect for generations and share resources.

"The elders of Ruyi Sect felt a little embarrassed. The Ruyi Sect was at least one of the eight major sects, but now they have to rely on the evil sects like Yin and Yang Sect, like a jumping clown.

Zhao Qing didn't want this, mainly because if they don't have a good relationship with Yin and Yang Gate, Ruyi Gate will be cheating.

"Congratulations, the Liu family prays to the Lord of Yang Tongtian Sect to marry the beauty!" "The Snow Mountain Sect wishes to the Lord of Yang Tongtian Sect to live forever!" "The Lord of Badao Sect to the Lord of Yang Tongtian Sect..." Delegates from the sects and families sent their congratulations and gifts one after another.

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

Four elders from the Yin-Yang Gate carried eight-carrying sedan chairs to pick up the bride.

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

"Miss Feng Luan, the sedan chair is here, get on the sedan chair!" An elder of Yin-Yang Sect in the late stage of the Wenjing Realm reminded.

Although Feng Luan is just a mid-stage martial arts practitioner in the field of inquiry, his status is different now. He is Yang Tongtian’s concubine, so these elders naturally have to give him considerable respect.

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

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

This girl Feng Luan is quite tall, and she is probably over 1.8 meters tall, right? Maybe she is wearing some height-enhancing shoes.

When the man in a red dress bent down and got into the sedan chair, the four elders were stunned again. Why is the feet of "Miss Feng Luan" so big? I'm afraid it's 40 sizes? Damn, this No. 1 beauty in Ruyi Sect is not very good either.

The four elders usually haven't passed Feng Luan, and they have no doubts. They thought that it might be an ordinary weak woman who can no longer satisfy the desire of the sect leader.

Then, the four elders carried the sedan chair to the Yin-Yang Gate Hall.

"The bride is here!" The four Yin-Yang Sect elders roared outside the hall.

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

Seeing that the sedan chair was coming, Yang Tongtian was so excited that he immediately stood up from the seat in front of him, feeling overjoyed, and shouted: "Come on the bride!" The four elders obeyed the order and carried the sedan chair into the hall.

"Papapapapapa~~~" There was warm applause in the hall.

"Congratulations to the Lord of Yang Sect for marrying the beautiful woman!" The martial artists from all families congratulated each other.

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

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

Soon, four elders gently placed the sedan chair in the center of the hall.

"Please get out of the sedan chair with Miss Fengluan!" An elder said loudly, putting the word "please" in front of the sedan chair.

The people in the sedan chair were not moving.

Thinking of Feng Luan's beautiful face and perfect figure, Yang Tongtian strode forward and laughed loudly: "Miss Feng, don't be shy, come on, let your husband come and help you get out of the sedan chair!" In the hall, everyone's eyes turned to the sedan chair, looking forward to what kind of beauty that fell fish and geese would come out of the sedan chair.

He lifted up the curtain of the sedan chair and saw the beauty inside wearing a red-headed hood.

Yang Tongtian couldn't help it, rubbed his hands happily, and smiled and said, "Don't be shy, let your husband lift the veil for you!" Yang Tongtian lifted the veil, thinking that he would see that beautiful face.

I saw the veil lifted up, and the young man in red grinned at the stupid Yang Tongtian, smashing it at Yang Tongtian with all his strength.

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

Shen Lang pretended to be Feng Luan early in the morning and lies in the sedan chair. At the moment Yang Tongtian lifted the veil, he exerted the fourth posture of the Seven Injury Fist with all his strength.

Yang Tongtian was really scared and forgot to defend for a moment.

What the hell is going on? Isn’t the person in the sedan Feng Luan? He is still thinking about what’s going on.

"Boom!" A heavy muffled sound rang out, and Shen Lang's thunder attack that had lost his life hit Yang Tongtian's chest.

The clothes on Yang Tongtian's chest were shattered by the strong wind carried by Shen Lang's fist. 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 Injury Fist made Shen Lang spew a mouthful of blood out of his mouth, and his face became extremely ugly.

Shen Lang originally thought that his all-out move, seven-injury fist, and another unexpected sneak attack, could seriously injure Yang Tongtian.

But he was wrong.

After Yang Tongtian punched him, he had nothing to do, and at most he suffered a slight injury.

Shen Lang was shocked by the thick true qi in Yang Tongtian's body and blood surged.

Damn, Yang Tongtian is too strong, right? "Who are you?" Yang Tongtian quickly got up from the ground and stared at the person in the sedan chair in a daze.

Without hesitation, Shen Lang rushed out of the sedan chair and ran away! It was not Feng Luan in the sedan chair, but a man! The applause that had just resounded in the hall stopped instantly, and everyone was stunned.

"Leave it for me!" Yang Tongtian shouted violently and was furious.

He finally realized that he had been cheated, and Feng Luan in the sedan chair was actually thrown away.

Yang Tongtian's roar was like a thunderclap. Shen Lang was frightened. He didn't dare to turn around and quickly threw a few smoke bombs.

"Bang!" Buses of smoke filled the hall. Shen Lang used his full strength to perform his illusion light steps, running towards the top of Jile Mountain like a mad dog.

Yang Tongtian's face turned pale and he was so angry that he was so angry.

A young boy actually dropped his concubine and was punched by someone.

If such jokes are made at the wedding, they will laugh at others when they are spread.

"Boy, I'm looking for death!" Yang Tongtian felt that his face was about to be lost, and he rushed out of the hall like an arrow from the string.

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

The hall was in chaos, and everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn't understand what was going on.

Outside the hall, Shen Lang used the illusion light step to the extreme, and threw away smoke bombs while running wildly, and had already thrown twenty or thirty.

Yin and Yang Gate are on the top of Jile Mountain. The wind is usually strong. When the wind blows, heavy smoke fills the large area, blocking the sight.

Yang Tongtian chased after him. He was a master of the Odd-Craft Realm and had a high sense of qi. Even if the sight was blocked by smoke, he knew the direction of Shen Lang's escape, but it had only a little influence.

Shen Lang escaped for a while and found a strong wind in the back. Yang Tongtian gradually chased after him, and his body was covered in cold sweat.

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

Fortunately, the smoke bombs delayed for a while, Shen Lang ran to the cliff on the side of Jile Mountain like a mad dog, and took out the gliding wings from the storage bag at a speed of lightning and placed them on his body.
Chapter completed!