613: C613 The Feast

C613 The Feast

Chu Renyun didn't use too many divine abilities or spiritual energy. He simply used the most powerful force and Chu Renyun's body exploded, turning into a mist of blood, shocking everyone present.

Han Feng was very familiar with the use of force. In the past few days in the Buddhist Temple, his state of mind had become clear, and he had gained a new understanding of the Trend of the World. The force of the great force had also increased by another level. It was so powerful that it couldn't be resisted.

The Patriarch Chu's face turned green. Chu Renyun was even more miserable than Chu Renjie. Not only had he lost his life, even his corpse had disappeared, turning into a cloud of blood mist that slowly fell to the ground like a rain of blood.

"I, the Chu family, appreciate your kindness. However, this gift is too precious. After dying here, I will never wake up. The heroic spirit will protect my Dragon King Palace. This is a generous gift. I don't deserve it." Flood Dragon King said with a faint smile. It was obvious that he was adding insult to injury. The Dragon King Palace and the Chu family had never gotten along well. Although it was not auspicious for blood to splatter in this place, it was still a place for martial artists. However, this was not something that they should pay attention to. This young Daoist had indirectly helped Dragon King Palace greatly. With the death of the two god 's favoreds from the Chu family, Jiao Rong had lost two powerful competitors.

The Wu Zongs present did not show any expression on their faces, but they were all laughing in secret. The Chu family initially thought that they could use this opportunity to cling onto Envoy Zi Rann, but unexpectedly, it brought about a huge disaster. It was like slapping their own face and paving the way for their juniors.

At the same time, the Wu Zongs were starting to be unable to see through this young Daoist. He was extremely calm and did not leave his seat even after two attacks. He had even used the Power of Trend to force a Martial Lord to death, which was contrary to the common sense of martial arts.

To many of the High Rank Martial Lords present, the Power of Trend that they could use... Some Martial Lord did not even pay attention to the cultivation of force. The power they could unleash was very limited. In fact, it might even be weaker than Han Feng's.

Only a few Wu Zongs who had mastered the Trend of the World could completely ignore Han Feng's Force. The rest of them were slightly wary of him.

What caused them to feel some fear was that there was an old Daoist sitting beside the young Daoist. This Daoist had always been calm and collected, as if he was in his own home. He drank big mouthfuls of wine and ate big mouthfuls of food. Even when the god 's favored of the Chu family attacked the young Daoist, he didn't even take a second look, as if he was incomparably confident in his disciple. Then, how strong would his own strength be?

How could a person who could ignore Envoy Zi Rann be an ordinary person?

"Good, very good. You have done so much to the disciples of the Chu family. Isn't this a little too much? This is the wedding venue of the Dragon King Palace. Next time, you will be ruthless. What is the purpose of destroying the wedding?" Patriarch Chu's eyes were gloomy and cold, causing people to shiver in fear.

"It was the life-and-death battle that Envoy Zi Rann talked about earlier. Could it be that you are blaming Envoy Zi Rann?" Han Feng naturally turned his gaze to Zi Rann, causing the Patriarch Chu's expression to freeze. He said coldly, "I don't have the slightest bit of disrespect towards Mr Envoy. You brat, don't try to sow discord between us. Which Daoist temple did you and your disciple come from? What are your intentions in coming here?"

This was also a question that the people present wanted to know. They whispered to each other and discussed for a long time, but none of them knew the origin of this pair of Daoist Master and disciple. It was as if they had emerged from the Wuya City out of thin air, without any identity.

"That's right. Do you and your disciple have an invitation?" Another Wu Zong spoke. He was the master of Devil Elephant Palace, Fu Heng. He had a good relationship with Dragon King Palace and had formed an alliance with them. He spoke on behalf of Flood Dragon King and asked the two of them.

"Who are you two? Do I need to tell you?" Han Feng sneered and continued drinking his wine. " Some people always have an inexplicable sense of superiority, as if they were high and mighty. If you ask, others must answer the class. "

"How dare you!" The master of Devil Elephant Palace said in a deep voice. He was the master of a major power and was in charge of the Devil Elephant Palace. His status was extremely high. This arrogant junior actually called him a self-righteous person. He was truly arrogant.

"Some people will never know how high the heavens are if they are not taught a lesson." Patriarch Chu said in a gloomy tone. His eyes swept across the silent old Daoist. This old Daoist had the demeanor of a transcendent being, but he was still gorging on his food. There was no one else but him.

"This old Daoist's aura is lingering between Elemental Martial Stage and Peak of Astral Martial Stage. He must be a quasi-Wu Zong. His disciple's ability to jump ranks in battle was so powerful that even this old Daoist's strength was hard to estimate. I can't lose my face. " The Patriarch Chu thought in its heart. It began to hesitate a bit more, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

If he retreated, he would be somewhat unwilling. However, he was also unwilling to spare this little bastard's life.

"Brother Chu, there's no need to lower yourself to the level of a junior. Once your value falls, the wedding will begin. It's better to let the newlyweds worship the heavens and earth first. What does Mr Envoy think?" Flood Dragon King said with a smile and looked at Envoy Zi Rann.

Zi Rann naturally had no objections. He saw that the method used by this young priest was quite different from Han Feng's. The doubts in his heart were gradually dispelled, and he didn't feel any guilt towards the two god 's favoreds from the Chu family. He casually nodded his head, as if he had forgotten about the mundane matters of the mortal world.

"You better not fall into my hands." Envoy Zi Rann nodded his head. He didn't want the Patriarch Chu to continue pestering him in front of everyone. The Chu family had lost a lot of face today.

"You can attack now. Are the people of Chu family only good at talking?" The young Daoist's mouth was full of disdain. He didn't show any respect to the Patriarch Chu. This caused the Patriarch Chu to almost go berserk. This was the Wuya City, and he had never been humiliated like this before.

Even though he felt indignant in his heart, the Patriarch Chu still endured it. Immediately after, the sound of firecrackers could be heard. The sound of drums and bells could be heard. It was an extremely lively scene. The stains on the banquet had been cleaned up at some point in time. When the newcomers appeared, flowers had already filled the sky, and they were filled with warmth and happiness.

Jiao Rong wore the Flood Dragon New Dress, looking like a king. The groom's crown had a dragon beard hanging down, and he looked extremely dignified, like an ancient king that had been reborn.

Although the bride, Bai Lanyi, was wearing a red veil and did not see her real face, her graceful figure and every movement of hers had already moved many of the young men's hearts. This bride was definitely an outstanding beauty.

"If it wasn't for what happened earlier, these two could be considered as a match made in heaven." Han Feng smiled in his heart. If Jiao Rong didn't find trouble with him... He really couldn't be bothered to come to Dragon King Palace this time. Jiao Rong's talent was outstanding. He had a prominent status, Bai Lanyi's beautiful face, and he was the head of the family. The union between the two of them was truly perfect and flawless.

The two of them held each other's hands as they slowly walked into the banquet. As Bai Lanyi enjoyed the attention of thousands of people, she felt like she was in a dream. In the past, how could she have thought of her wedding? The arrival of a Wu Zong would be so spectacular. Everyone in the city knew about it.

Even though Bai Lanyi had heard about the incident in Buddhist Temple, she had never doubted her decision. Marrying into the Dragon King Palace was her best choice.

"Your young master has the aura of a king. His future will be limitless." Envoy Zi Rann said with a faint smile.

"Maybe I can live for another one or two years." An indifferent mocking voice came from the corner of the banquet, causing the smile on Jiao Rong's face to freeze. Today was his wedding day, and someone actually cursed him?2

Boom!

Jiao Rong's body unleashed a terrifying King's Qi. A dragon's roar was heard from within his body, as if a true dragon had awoken from his body. It was as if a mighty light was sweeping across the heavens and the earth.

"Dragon King Palace's Dragon Transformation skill." A sharp glint flashed across the eyes of many veteran experts. With their experience, they could naturally tell that Jiao Rong was cultivating the terrifying skill of Dragon King Palace, the Dragon Transformation skill.

According to legends, once one cultivated the Dragon Transformation skill to its peak, one could transform into a flood dragon and possess an extremely terrifying power. The dragon's roar could be heard from the nine heavens, and it could rule the world.

"Rong'er, don't be reckless." Flood Dragon King's voice rang in Jiao Rong's ears. His eyes sparkled, and he couldn't understand why his father didn't allow him to teach that arrogant man a lesson.

Besides, how did such a person enter the banquet?

Jiao Rong turned his eyes to the corner. An old and a young Taoist were happily drinking wine and eating meat. They didn't seem to be obeying the rules at all.

"Daoist Priest Wine and Meat." Jiao Rong snorted coldly. His gaze was not friendly.

"We are only cultivating and have not become a monk. So what if we drink and eat meat? If young master Jiao Rong is interested in the rules and regulations, I can help you introduce the ancient temple." The young Daoist smiled and said.

Jiao Rong's expression sank again, as if there was an endless gale sweeping out. This was his wedding day, and this Daoist actually mocked him for becoming a monk?

Flood Dragon King's expression also became extremely ugly. He deliberately gave in. He didn't want Jiao Rong to have a conflict with this Daoist, so as to avoid casualties. He guaranteed the wedding banquet to be held smoothly, but this little priest did not seem to appreciate it. Furthermore, he wanted to push his luck by taking an inch and deliberately provoked Jiao Rong.

Jiao Rong hadn't seen the battle that happened before, and he didn't know how strong this young priest was. At this moment, a wave of coldness gradually spread out from his body, wanting to trample this young priest under his feet.

"Husband, today is our wedding day. Why should we lower ourselves to the level of those who have nothing to do with it?" Bai Lanyi said in a lovely voice, causing Jiao Rong to tremble slightly. He immediately nodded and said. "Alright, I'll do as you say, madam. Some people are destined to seek death. There's no need to rush this."

Jiao Rong coldly glanced at Han Feng, and killing intent flashed past his eyes. Then, under the guidance of the master of ceremonies, he and Bai Lanyi bowed to each other.

"The ceremony is over!" As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, everyone stood up and congratulated Jiao Rong and ___.

"Brother Jiao Rong is a heaven warping talent, and sister-in-law is a heaven warping beauty. She is truly a perfect match made in heaven." Fu Heng, who was a god 's favored figure in Devil Elephant Palace, spoke, causing Jiao Rong to smile. These words were exactly what he wanted.

"Brother Fu, your talent is outstanding, and your strength is formidable. I wonder when you will be able to take back your heart and marry a wife and have children." Jiao Rong responded with a smile, and praised Fu Heng as well.

Fu Heng waved his hand and was just about to reply with a modest word when he heard another mocking voice coming from the corner of the banquet.

"It's true that he has extraordinary talent. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten up in front of Buddhist Temple. Young Master Jiao Rong and Young Master Fu Heng are both extremely talented. I admire them. "

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent for a moment and revealed a strange expression. Did this little Daoist really not care about his own life?

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