Murong Wanqiu felt sad!

She is the saint of the ancient sage, and she is better than a victim of the ancient sage.

However, if she refuses, the ancient sage will let her sister Murong Wan'er replace her.

Therefore, Murong Wanqiu had no room for rejection.

Watching the sedan chair landing in the void, four evil people were carrying it.

They are coming to pick up Murong Wanqiu.

"My Holy Son is already waiting, so time must not be delayed. Please ask Miss Murong Wanqiu to get into the sedan chair!"

The evil man spoke.

Murong Wanqiu sighed and was about to walk into the sedan chair and accept this unchangeable destiny.

Bang!

Then, at this moment, the sedan chair that descended from the sky suddenly burst without any warning.

"Who is it?"

"How dare you ruin the good things of the Holy Son?"

The four evil men looked at the broken sedan chair and shouted angrily.

puff!

But the next moment, these four evil men were destroyed on the spot and turned into blood mist.

They were directly killed invisibly.

They haven't understood what's going on!

Even Murong Wanqiu didn’t understand what was going on?

"Sister, you don't have to leave with the Holy Son of Tianxie."

At this time, Murong Wan'er appeared and pulled Murong Wanqiu and said.

"No need to leave?"

Murong Wanqiu was still a little stunned.

But soon, she became anxious and said, "Sister, don't do this."

"If Tianxie Shijue and Tianxie Holy Son know that the relatives they sent were killed, they would definitely come in person."

"And, no one is their opponent at all."

Murong Wanqiu was extremely worried at this time.

"What I want is that they come in person, so that I won't come to my door in person!"

Just then a sound came.

Hearing this voice, Murong Wanqiu felt a little familiar.

She turned around and saw a young man floating in.

"Zhao Yi!"

Seeing the person who appeared, Murong Wanqiu could hardly believe his eyes.

She would never dream of meeting Zhao Yi here.

At this moment, she thought she was dazzled and had hallucinations.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Murong Wanqiu murmured to herself.

She did meet Zhao Yi several times in her dreams.

So, when she saw Zhao Yi, she thought she was in a dream.

"Of course it's not a dream!"

"I'm back!"

Zhao Yi looked at Murong Wanqiu and said with a faint smile.

"Ah, really!"

"I'm not dreaming."

"Zhao Yi, how could you be here?"

Murong Wanqiu looked at Zhao Yi and her face turned red.

When she found out that this was not a dream, she couldn't help but become shy.

"Ah, sister, it turns out that you and Lord Zhao have known each other for a long time!"

Murong Wan'er spoke in surprise.

Zhao Yi smiled slightly and said, "I have the honor to taste Miss Wanqiu's glass rainbow, and it is still unforgettable!"

"By the way, Wanqiu, with me here, you don't need to leave with the Holy Son of Tianxie."

Seeing Zhao Yi, Murong Wanqiu felt a sense of peace of mind inexplicably.

She nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

At this moment, when Murong Wanqiu learned that Zhao Yi was back and was by his side, no matter what, he would never leave with the Saint Son of Tianxie.

"Who is it? What a brave man, who dares to kill the son of Tianxie to pick up relatives."

Just then, an angry shout came.

Then, an evil man with an amazingly powerful aura appeared and descended into the valley.

"It's the Ten Thousands of Heavenly Evils, they're all here."

"Even the Ten Thousands of Tianxie were dispatched, then the Holy Son of Tianxie is afraid that he will arrive soon."

Seeing this scene, everyone spoke in shock, their eyes filled with solemnity.

Sure enough, as soon as their voices fell, the void suddenly trembled, and a figure slowly descended.

In an instant, a terrible pressure fell down.

Faced with such pressure, many people almost fell to kneel down.

Zhao Yi gently brushed his sleeves, and the endless pressure disappeared in an instant. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.

The person who appears is the Holy Son of Tianxie.

His eyes fell on Zhao Yi.

Because, he could naturally sense that it was Zhao Yi who offset his pressure.

"It was you who broke the sedan chair for this Holy Son to receive the bride and killed the one who took the bride?"

The Saint Son of Tianxie looked at Zhao Yidao coldly.

"I not only want to break your bride-taking sedan chair and kill your bride-taking family, I also want to kill you."

"Today, whether it is the Ten Thousand Sages of Heavenly Evils or the Holy Son of Birds, you don't have to leave when you come, and you will all keep your life."

Zhao Yi spoke lightly, his expression indifferent.

It seemed that killing Tianxie Shijue and Tianxie Saint Son was just a small matter for him.

"Boy, you dare to talk to the Holy Son of Tianxie like this, you are looking for death!"

One of the ten wise men in Tianxie shouted angrily.

Of course, there are only nine people left in the Ten Thousand Evils of Tianxie now.

Because, one of them had been killed by Zhao Yi.

"A group of dying people, how do you want me to tell you?"

Zhao Yi said coldly.

"die!"

Among the ten great evils in Tianxie, some people couldn't stand it, so they took action with anger and killed Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi shook his head and said, "You are too weak. The previous one was also known as one of the ten great masters of Tianxie, but he couldn't take my attack."

"The same is true for you. What else can you do except die?"

While speaking, Zhao Yi's spiritual thoughts moved and the Taixu Sword flew out.

Jian Yi!

Zhao Yi spoke lightly.

He has now fully recovered, and he just happened to try the changes in the power of the sword after healed his injury.

Puff, puff, puff!
To be continued...