Beauty Yang left, leaving only Lu An And Yao on the grass.
The distant waterfall made a rumbling sound. Lu An frowned slightly, thinking about what to say when he sees Yang Zhentian.
Yao looked at Lu An worriedly. She knew that this was not going to be easy to pass. In fact, when she told her parents about this matter, Yuan and Jun were also very angry. But fortunately, Yuan and Jun knew about Lu An's social circle. They had already expected this kind of thing. Coupled with Yao's constant persuasion, they didn't look for Lu An.
However, in Yao's family, the one who couldn't accept it the most wasn't Yuan and Jun, but Qing.
Everyone knew that Qing loved Beauty Yang deeply. When Qing found out that Beauty Yang had married Lu An, she almost broke down.
He couldn't even believe this fact. He insisted that Yang Mu take him to Purple Town Sect to ask clearly. Yang Mu naturally wouldn't let him go to Purple Town Sect to mess around, so he didn't agree. For this matter, Qing went crazy for seven days, struggling between believing and not believing.
Seven days later, Qing left Purple Lake City, where he had been for almost two years, and returned to Sengoku. He shut himself in and cultivated behind closed doors. Since then, no one saw him again.
Thinking of these things, Yao sighed and looked at Lu An. Next, Lu An would have to face an angry father. Yang Zhentian was a level eight Heavenly Master, while Lu An was only a level seven Heavenly Master. Even with Beauty Yang, Yao was really worried about her husband.
"I'll go with you." Yao said, "I'm the princess of Sengoku. Purple Town Sect also knows about the existence of Sengoku. If I'm there, he will have to give Sengoku face."
Lu An heard this and looked at Yao. Yao's worry was written on her face. He smiled slightly and said, "This is none of your business. I won't let you bear this for me. Don't worry, I'll be fine. "
Although Lu An was smiling and his tone was calm and reassuring, Yao was no longer a princess who didn't know anything. She looked at Lu An with even more worry.
Finally, after about the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the dark purple light appeared again, and Yang Meiren appeared in front of them.
"Master," Beauty Yang said, blaming herself.
"It's fine. Let's go," Lu An said with a smile.
Beauty Yang turned to look at Yao and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let anything happen to Lu An."
"Mn." Yao was nervous in her heart, but she could only say. "Big sis Yang, you must persuade her properly."
Beauty Yang nodded seriously. She opened the teleportation array again and left the island with Lu An, leaving Yao Yao standing on the grassland restlessly.
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In a deserted desert of the Eight Ancient Continents.
This place was completely a desert. The desert stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, and its surface area was even larger than some small countries. There was no sign of human habitation here, and there were frequent sandstorms. Even caravans would not travel through here, so it could be said that there was not a single person in sight.
Yang Meiren once passed by here and found that there was no one here, so she casually left a teleportation array here, but she didn't expect to use it at this time.
Beauty Yang and Lu An appeared and stood in the desert. There was wind in the desert. Although it wasn't a sandstorm, it still blew up a lot of sand. If it was an ordinary person, it would be hard for them to even open their eyes.
"Master, wait for me here. I will be back soon," Beauty Yang said.
Lu An nodded and watched as Beauty Yang left. He knew that Beauty Yang was going to bring Yang Zhentian here.
Taking a deep breath, Lu An was lying if he said that he wasn't nervous. After all, he was about to face a Level Eight Heavenly Master, and an enraged one at that.
Back then, he almost died. On the way to death, he met a Level Eight Heavenly Master who taught him the Divine Palm Technique. At that time, he thought that a Level Eight Heavenly Master was already high and mighty. He never thought that he would be condemned by a Level Eight Heavenly Master.
In the sandstorm, Lu An frowned and stood in the same place, waiting quietly. He didn't have to wait long. In just ten breaths, the dark purple light lit up again. He took a deep breath and looked forward.
Beauty Yang walked out first and quickly came in front of Lu An. Following closely behind was a burly middle-aged man. It was Yang Zhentian!
When Yang Zhentian appeared in the desert, the space around him seemed to be suppressed. Even the sand and wind slowed down. All the sand and wind within a radius of 50 kilometers stopped and settled down.
The sound of the wind disappeared and the entire desert became dead silent.
Whether it was Beauty Yang or Fu Yu, neither of them used their power against Lu An. This time, Lu An immediately felt endless pressure!
Gap!
Absolute gap in strength!
Lu An frowned. The terrifying and invisible pressure made it difficult for him to breathe. Just as he was about to frown, the pressure around him suddenly lightened and disappeared without a trace.
This was naturally Beauty Yang's move. Whether it was from her heart or a Divine Sense Sacrifice, she wouldn't let anyone hurt Lu An.
However, Beauty Yang's move angered Yang Zhentian even more. In fact, this was the first time he met Lu An. When he saw this guy who sacrificed his daughter's Divine Sense Sacrifice, it was impossible for him not to be furious!
If he killed Lu An, his daughter's Divine Sense Sacrifice would be removed. Therefore, Yang Zhentian's eyes were filled with killing intent. Even if Lu An was Sengoku's son-in-law and the sweetheart of the Fu Clan's Young Master, he couldn't do anything about it!
Bang!
Yang Zhentian suddenly roared. The terrifying aura caused the entire desert to tremble! The hot-tempered Yang Zhentian immediately rushed out and attacked Lu An who was only a few feet away. He rushed forward and threw a punch!
Boom!!!
A terrifying explosion occurred in the middle of the desert. In an instant, the desert within a radius of a few hundred miles exploded. The sand flew into the air and a crater that was thousands of feet deep appeared in the middle of the desert!
The collision between a Level 8 Heavenly Master was enough to change the color of the sky!
The person who met Yang Zhentian's fist was none other than Beauty Yang! She had been watching her father's every move. The moment her father moved, she immediately made her move and met her father's fist!
After Beauty Yang received the inheritance of the Purple Garrison Sect's founder, her strength increased dramatically. She was definitely one of the strongest Level 8 Heavenly Masters. As the previous sect leader, Yang Zhentian's strength was also one of the strongest Level 8 Heavenly Masters. The two of them were actually evenly matched!
However, Yang Zhentian didn't expect his daughter to make a move against him. Beauty Yang's eyes were cold as a terrifying chill spread out. Not only did she have to fight Yang Zhentian, she also had to take care of Lu An who was behind her. Otherwise, even the cold air could kill Lu An!
Beauty Yang instantly threw out a purple light towards Lu An. Immediately, a huge purple square prison trapped Lu An. This was actually an Level 8 weapon, but it was the best choice to protect Lu An at this moment.
"Father!" Beauty Yang looked at her father and said loudly, "You said you wouldn't fight and we can talk!"
"What do you know? You've been controlled by him, do you understand?! " Yang Zhentian became even more furious when he saw his daughter attacking him. He roared, "He used his Spiritual Sense as a sacrifice to control you, making you fall in love with him, making you his wife! In the end, he used you and the Purple Garrison Sect. You don't even have the ability to resist! I'm saving you! "
"Master has never given me such an order!" Beauty Yang's eyes became even colder. She stared at her father's fist and refused to let him take a step forward. She shouted, "All of this is of my own free will!"
"Daughter!" Yang Zhentian's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. He roared, "You've listened to me since you were young. You're willing to fight me for him. Isn't this obvious? After I kill him, you'll slowly improve and become yourself again! "
"That's right. I used to listen to you, but not anymore." Beauty Yang's eyes were very firm. She said, "I've found my own life. I won't let anyone disturb me! Not even Father, don't force me! "
"Daughter!" Yang Zhentian was furious. He even regretted not bringing others. He roared, "You're the one who forced us to fight! After I kill him, we'll slowly reconcile! "
With that, Yang Zhentian's aura soared again. In an instant, the purple light became darker. A terrifying force of suppression rushed towards Beauty Yang. She was forced to step back!
Although Beauty Yang accepted the inheritance and became the Sect Leader of the Purple Garrison Sect, her future was not something Yang Zhentian could compare with. However, Yang Zhentian had been the Sect Leader for two hundred years. His understanding and use of the Fate Wheel and secret techniques were higher than Beauty Yang. It was reasonable for Beauty Yang to lose to Yang Zhentian.
However, Beauty Yang would never accept this reality. No one could hurt Lu An. For Lu An, she could do anything.
Therefore, in the face of retreat, Beauty Yang did not hesitate. She instantly chose to use another secret technique!
Her beautiful and firm eyes were instantly pierced by a touch of red!
Boom!!
The Realm of Demon Gods was activated. Beauty Yang roared and waved her right arm forward. She instantly forced Yang Zhentian's body to fly!
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