Chapter 412 Strong [Part 1](1/2)
About the time of Shenshi, a carriage pulled by a second-grade monster, Fire Thunder Horse, went to the Feng family.
Qin Yan and Fenglou have not appeared, but Fenglou said that he could take advantage of this opportunity and rely on the powerful cultivation of several of them to completely disappear, or weaken the Ning family's strength by half.
So Qin Yan calmed down. If it were him, he would rush to Feng’s house and take Feng Ling away. I believe that if he wanted to take someone away, no one in the world could resist it.
About half an hour later, Qin Yan and his friends heard the sound of gongs and drums in the inn outside the Ning family. They walked out of the inn and stood in a place with a large crowd to observe. They saw a young man riding a fire thunder horse with loose hair, wearing a red wedding robe, a big red flower on his chest, and a smug smile on his face.
Behind, there were teams welcoming the bride, playing drums, and some young girls carrying jacquards, constantly waving their hands and spreading flowers, and a carriage pulled by the thunder horse.
The door opened from Ning's house, and at this time, an old woman and two middle-aged couples came out, with five or six elderly people with white beards and white hair behind them, but their cultivation was at the level of overlords.
"Dad, Mom!" After the young man jumped off the fire thunder horse, he knelt in front of the middle-aged couple with his fists and one knee.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Kid, get up quickly. Today is your happy day, and it is also the happy day for our Ning family. There is no need to be so polite."
"Hey." The young man nodded quickly, then stood up, and the words of excitement were written on his face. He walked in a hurry to the carriage pulled by Huolouma, lifted the bright red curtain, and said excitedly: "Feng Ling. Let's get down."
After the big red curtain was opened, a woman snorted, and then a man had jumped off from the carriage. The man was wearing a wide-sleeved double-breasted zoo, covered with a red head, and his concave and convex and convex and convex and convex and erect heat figure made people imagine.
Although the bride has her cultivation level blocked, some warriors can still use it.
"Feng Ling..." The young man swallowed hard and spitted, and couldn't help but rush up to hug the bride.
But the bride took a side step and a low anger came: "Don't touch me!"
The young man was slightly stunned, and the people standing at the door of Ning's house could not stand. What's so great? Before he entered the door, the bride began to yell at the groom.
"Boy, don't be standing there. Come in and have a chance to come in and pay tribute." The middle-aged man was worried that the scene would lose control further, so he simply opened up the topic and quickly urged his son to say.
"Yes." The young man nodded. After looking at the bride, he stepped into Ning's house.
At this time of the Ning family, guests were already gathered. They were all a little surprised when they saw the groom and the bride walking into the house one by one.
What's going on?
Could it be that the bride and groom are having a quarrel?
"Congratulations." Of course, this was just a small episode. When the groom and the bride walked into the Ning family's main hall, standing side by side with the big "囍" character. Moreover, both of them were holding a red cloth piece in their hands, and there was a big red flower in the middle of the cloth piece.
Many guests gathered in the main hall and kept squeezing the middle-aged couple to congratulate them.
"Haha, thank you very much." The middle-aged man also returned the favor one by one. The smile on his face remained unabashed.
"Worship the heaven and earth!"
I saw an old man, who was about fifty years old, smiling, put his hands in front of his waist and shouted.
After the words were finished, the groom and the bride bowed one after another.
"Two worships the high hall."
It was still the middle-aged man who spoke. After he finished speaking, the young man and the bride knelt down again and bowed deeply to the middle-aged couple.
"Oh okay, okay." The woman smiled so hard that she could hardly stop her ears.
"Three begs..."
Boom!
At this moment, suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the main hall, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The middle-aged couple frowned and stood up from the stool with a whisper.
The guests at the Ning family banquet also turned their heads to look at the place where the loud noise came. They only saw two women and three men slowly walking in from the gate of the Ning family. One of them looked like a young man, surrounded by three rays of light, black, white and blue. Standing on his side was a middle-aged man in a green robe, and a young man. The other two women were both beautiful, but one was a loli and the other was as cold as an iceberg.
These three men are Qin Yan, Qing Crocodile and Fenglou, and the two women are Qin Rou and Xiaoyou.
"Who is that?"
"I don't know either. But why did he be so bold that he stepped on the gate of the Ning family and walked in with a swagger."
"This is the first time I've seen it."
"Someone is going to be in trouble next."
The Ning family is a big family in the Central Plains. Their doors were broken, and their faces must have been lost. These guests guessed that the people of the Ning family were the ones who showed their power and captured these five people.
"Fenglou?" Although the middle-aged man did not know Qin Yan and others, he knew Fenglou, the eldest son of the Feng family.
"That's right." Fenglou said with his head raised.
He used to be alone and fought alone, but now it's different.
With a sword king and three powerful monsters to help, what else is Fenglou afraid of?
"What are you doing here?" The bride suddenly made a sound, but the sound contained sadness and helplessness, but more of it was excitement. Yes, the excitement in her heart.
"If I don't come, are you planning to continue like this?" Qin Yan said lightly, and then walked into the hall of the Ning family head with Fenglou and others.
When everyone saw that the momentum was wrong, could it be that this was the bride's old lover? This time I came to rob the bride?
Oh, there is a good show to watch.
In an instant, all the guests widened their eyes, a great show that they must not miss.
The young man was obviously angry. From the words of the bride beside him, he obviously knew that person.
"Friend. I don't care who you are. Today is a happy day for Feng Ling and I. If you want to stay for a wedding banquet, I welcome you. But if you are here to make trouble, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" The young man walked to Qin Yan, staring at Qin Yan with his eyes, as if he wanted to burn Qin Yan to death before he could be willing to do so.
brush!
Suddenly, a white light flashed by quickly.
In an instant, everyone was shocked.
The young man actually fell slowly to the ground. His angry eyes remained unabated, but he was already dead!
There was a thin blood line on the throat, which was very conspicuous, but no drop of blood was flowing out.
"Is your subordinates merciless?" Qin Yan smiled coldly. He took action just now.
The sword technique that has achieved a shocking and terrifying artistic conception is in this world. Can anyone see his sword?
But he just faced the young man. He just used the sword intent. Such a person is not worthy of killing his three magic swords.
Seeing that his son suddenly turned into a dead person, the middle-aged couple suddenly became angry.
"Catch them for me!" The middle-aged man pointed at Qin Yan and shouted angrily.
Rush rust...
In a moment, twenty warriors from the Ning family surrounded Qin Yan and the other two.
"That's all?" Qin Yan smiled faintly, glanced at him, and a powerful sword intent shot out.
Brush brush...
Facing these masters whose cultivation is not as good as the overlord level, Qin Yan's gaze is able to kill directly.
It took less than a second at all.
All twenty Ning family warriors all fell to the ground and died.
"hiss!"
All the guests were shocked. This ability to kill people before taking action made them take a deep breath.
Oh my God, who is this guy?
The middle-aged couple was also shocked. Unexpectedly, the warriors in their family seemed to have lost their abilities today.
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with haze and he asked, "Who is you?"
"Sword Lord."
The only two short words made the people in the Ning family look pale.
The name of Sword Lord has long been spread throughout the world, and even the Central Plains has the legend of Sword Lord.
But why!
Didn’t it mean that Jianjun died in the battle with the owner of Bafanglou?
Is all this fake? Jianjun is actually not dead yet, he is just hiding in another place for healing.
The middle-aged man's face became heavier and he didn't expect that even the Sword Lord would appear today.
"Feng Ling, come with me." Qin Yan walked to the bride. Although his face was calm, his heart was beating violently.
"Shit. The little brother has become so powerful." A happy and charming voice came from the red veil.
Qin Yan smiled gently.
I don’t know when it was, but Feng Ling had planted a seed of love in Qin Yan’s heart.
Maybe they only have a short two-faced relationship.
But they felt like they had known each other for many years.
Love cannot be measured by time.
It uses the connection between the heart.
Depend on, it's a kind of fate.
To be continued...