Zhou Yang was here to snatch the bride!
As for Tang Yuewu, she did not like Jian Wuhen. Her lover was Zhou Yang, who had come to deliver the bell!
Jian Wuhen's expression turned extremely ugly. He never expected Tang Yuewu to say such a thing in public.
"Tang Yuewu, do you understand what you are saying? Aren't you afraid that your actions will consign your Tang family to eternal damnation?" Jian Wuhen roared.
"At most, I'll just die." Tang Yuewu pulled off the phoenix coronet on her head with a proud look.
"Old Master Tang, I would like to hear your explanation." Jian Wuhen's eyes focused as he looked at Tang Kun.
"Haha …"
Tang Kun laughed for a very long time.
"What are you laughing at?" Jian Wuhen said angrily.
"I'm laughing at myself for being inferior to a little girl. Yuewu is only fifteen years old and in her prime. Her future is filled with countless possibilities but she dares to sacrifice her life for the love of her heart. As for me … I'm ashamed. I'm ashamed …"
"Old Master Tang, I don't understand what you mean." Jian Wuhen's tone was filled with thick killing intent. "Hmph!"
With a cold bellow, Tang Kun waved his hand and a head appeared at Jian Wuhen's feet. It was the head of the spy, Tang Fu!
Instantly, Jian Wuhen and Zhao Wuhou were taken aback. Their eyes were filled with astonishment. Jian Youchen, who had just stood up to deal with Zhou Yang, exclaimed, "You, you know?"
"It was indeed you!"
Tang Kun's gaze turned cold. Jian Youchen's words had confirmed his guess. The masterminds were Myriad Swords Mountain Villa and Zhao Wuhou.
Jian Wuhen glared at Jian Youchen before saying with a smile, "Brother Tang, there are some things that everyone is well aware of. As long as we become in-laws in the future, we will be family …"
"Family? Do you, Jian Wuhen, have the right to be my family? If not for me back then, would you have established yourselves here? "
"Tang Kun! Are you trying to break off the engagement? "Jian Wuhen said sternly.
"Not only do I want to break off the engagement, I want to settle things with an old bastard like you. If not, I will not live up to the suffering I've endured for the past three years!"
With that said, Tang Kun prepared to attack.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Zhao Wuhou growled and looked at Tang Kun with an unfriendly gaze. "Old Master Tang, this marriage was personally decided by His Third Highness. I will officiate it and Brother Xu will be the witness. It won't be that easy for you to break off the engagement."
"A mere Third Prince like him does not have the right to make my decision. Zhao Wuhou, this is a personal grudge between me and Nameless Sword. Please do not interfere."
By saying this, Tang Kun had already lowered his stance.
However, Zhao Wuhou obviously wouldn't agree. He only said, "Hmph, I can stay out of your personal grudges, but it has to wait until after the wedding. Besides that, Zhou Yang must die, otherwise, how can we maintain our dignity!"
"That's right, I agree with Zhao Wuhou's words. If Elder Tang insists on having his way, then as his godfather, I can only accompany him to the end."
Xu Zhentian was even more straightforward than Zhao Wuhou. He made it clear that he was here to deal with Tang Kun!
One against three, Tang Kun knew that he had no chance of winning, but he could not turn back, and he would not turn back.
"Zhou Yang, if you are lucky enough to escape, take good care of Yue Wu for me," Tang Kun said to Zhou Yang.
With that said, the trio, including Zhao Wuhou, instantly retreated several steps. However, at the same time, Tang Kun's path of survival was sealed.
This was a farewell. It meant that Tang Kun would fight with his life on the line.
"Elder, I do not wish for Yue Wu to lose a grandfather like you." With that said, Zhou Yang smiled. With a wave of his right hand, a sword beam soared into the sky.
Everyone was puzzled. They had no idea what Zhou Yang was up to. What did he mean by that? How could a Mercury realm warrior interfere in a battle at the Disha realm? Furthermore, it was three against one.
"Stop acting mysterious. Second Brother, finish him off," Nameless Sword bellowed. Jian Youchen suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed at Zhou Yang's heart.
"Youchen, die!"
With a loud bellow, a figure rapidly descended from the sky and instantly collided with Jian Youchen. Jian Youchen was sent flying a thousand feet away. By the time he landed on the ground, he was already on the verge of death.
Boom!
The person fell from the sky, causing the ground to crack by three feet.
"Yan Pan … You've broken through to the Disha realm!" Zhao Wuhou exclaimed.
The person who came was the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect's Heavy Sword Peak's lord, Yan Pan!
"Thanks to Wuhou, after you left, I had an epiphany. I was just worrying about not having a worthy opponent." Yan Pan's eyes were filled with intense fighting spirit.
Zhao Wuhou and the other two frowned. They had been famous for a long time. In terms of cultivation, they were definitely above Yan Pan, who had just broken through. However, the Heavy Sword Dao had always been known for its tyrannical combat strength. Even they did not dare to underestimate it.
"Zhou Yang, we're here …"
Gai Yang's deep voice came from the sky. Sword beams fell like rain in the sky, led by Yin Xuan and Shu Hua. Behind them were over a hundred elders and over three hundred disciples.
"For a kid, you actually gathered the entire sect's strength. Are you crazy?" Zhao Wuhou said coldly.
"Zhao Wuhou, people like you don't understand the meaning of friendship. Our friendship with Zhou Yang is worth the entire sect's strength. Even if we were to die in battle, we wouldn't hesitate." Rock Pan laughed out loud after he finished speaking.
"Haha … Zhou Yang, so you were already prepared …" Tang Kun heaved a sigh of relief. With Yan Pan around, it was at least two against three.
"Old Master Tang seems to be celebrating too early. Just you and a brute who just broke through to the Disha realm?" Xu Zhentian wore a disdainful expression.
"Xu Zhentian, do you think we only have two Disha realm experts?" Zhou Yang said indifferently.
"You …"
Xu Zhentian was stunned. He thought of Su Xin, that woman who made him tremble.
"There's no need to listen to his nonsense. That Third Highness has already dragged people to fight. He's drinking tea right now and can't be bothered with him." Zhao Wuhou smiled.
"So Lord Wuhou was already prepared."
"Hmph, Brother Xu, don't forget why we're here. Since the Tiangang Sword Sect is here as well, it saves us a lot of effort." Zhao Wuhou smiled.
Xu Zhentian nodded and turned his gaze to Zhou Yang. "Zhou Yang, Wan Bugui has already turned your bronze puppet into scrap metal. That person can't help you now. Let's see if you can escape alive today …"
Just as he said that, Xu Zhentian's eyes suddenly narrowed. A black gas shot out from his eyes and struck Zhou Yang. At the same time, Zhao Wuhou suddenly attacked Yan Pan.
The duo's cooperation could be said to be flawless. Furthermore, it was a sneak attack. By the time Tang Kun wanted to save Zhou Yang, it was already too late. Furthermore, Nameless Sword was eyeing him covetously.
"Black Demon Qi again …"
An indifferent voice sounded beside Zhou Yang. Following that, Qing Huo waved his hand and extinguished the two black gases in his hand.
"Who are you?"
Xu Zhentian exclaimed as the battle suddenly came to a halt.
"I'm not interested in you, but …"
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