Martial Godly Emperor

The young man asked angrily.    

"What's so difficult about that? The eleventh rule of our sect, isn't it to not defy the orders of the Sect Master?"    

Zhang Sang curled his long hair and said with curled lips.    

"If that's the case, then why are you still hesitating? You don't even dare to listen to Sect Master's words, do you want to be sent to Black Abyss to face the wall? "    

the youth threatened.    

"If the sect is in trouble, and Sect Master wants us disciples to sacrifice ourselves to protect the sect, Little Sang will definitely listen to him without a second word."    

"However, Sect Master does not have any right to ask about Little Sang's marriage."    

"What's more, Sect Master is your uncle. If I don't help you, who should I help?"    

"Even if my father agrees to you and I don't want to, it won't work."    

Zhang Sang said indignantly.    

She was afraid that the young man would turn around and threaten her father, so she decided to close this loophole in advance.    

"Old man Zhang, tell me for yourself, what do you think of our Sect Master's orders?"    

The young man Mao Yang turned to ask Zhang Lun.    

Mao Yang was a Young Sect Master of the Cangsong Sect, and did not want to lose face even if he had to take the last step.    

Sure enough, after Zhang Lun heard that, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened. In his expression, a trace of fear flashed past.    

"My daughter, now that you have grown up, there will be a day when you will be married off. Now, Young Sect Master Mao has come to ask about the marriage, what do you think of it?"    

He turned to ask Zhang Sang.    

"Daddy, daughter has already said it once. How annoying, I have come to ask again."    

Zhang Sang said in dissatisfaction.    

Zhang Lun nodded, he looked at his son and daughter, and suddenly knelt down, and called out: "Mao Wu Young Sect Master, our daughter does not agree, I beg you to be magnanimous, do not make things difficult for her!"    

"Father!"    

The Zhang siblings cried out in fear. Zhang Mu extended his hand to help Zhang Lun up, but that old man was so stubborn that he could not get up.    

In the face of powerful strength, Zhang Mu did not want to give in and could only beg for mercy, begging them to let him go and let him go.    

Zhang Sang walked over, his small mouth tightly held back his tears, but his expression was extremely stubborn.    

"Why aren't you attacking?"    

Qin Rou who was standing at the side frowned and asked Meng Yu.    

Meng Yu shook his head.    

He kept having the feeling that this girl who looked so courteous to his mother should have something extraordinary about her. He wanted to see what she could do.    

So he was enduring.    

That youth, Mao Yang, naturally noticed the couple in the courtyard. Seeing the man's elegant and elegant appearance, the woman's beauty made him feel a little dreamy. In his eyes, he really wanted to have such a Female Cultivator, but he felt that there was some aura flowing from the woman's body that caused him to feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.    

He no longer paid any attention to this couple. Today, he had to capture this girl first.    

"There's nothing to say."    

"If you do not listen to Sect Master's words, then it means that you do not place our Cangsong Sect in your eyes."    

"Men, take Zhang Sang away!"    

Mao Yang gave the order icily.    

A few guards walked over, wanting to capture Zhang Sang.    

How could Zhang Sang be a match for these people?    

At this moment, the older brother, Zhang Shu, suddenly stood up and stood in front of his sister to protect her.    

"Little Sang, run!"    

Zhang Mu gritted his teeth and rushed forward, at the same time, asking Zhang Sang to escape.    

Who would have thought that someone as shy and taciturn as him would actually come to protect his sister at a time like this?    

Thump.    

The opponent threw out a kick at the big man, causing Zhang Mu to spit out a mouthful of blood and fall heavily onto the wall.    

"Brother!"    

Zhang Sang's face was covered in tears as he sobbed.    

She stood there, a stubborn, confused look on her face.    

Her father knelt down for her, and her brother was injured because of him!    

Would he really choose to fight against these people?    

"Little Sang, stop resisting. In the face of great power, choose to give in."    

"Don't let your family get hurt because of you."    

Mao Yang said indifferently.    

Now, he rather admired this young girl.    

If a Female Cultivator like this surrendered, then he would feel full of conquest.    

"No, Sang, run, don't marry this man."    

Zhang Shu shouted from the other side.    

"Kill him."    

Mao Yang raised his hand and made a slashing motion.    

He had always dared to do things decisively, so he didn't want to drag his feet.    

A few big guys with blades in their hands rushed forward, wanting to kill Zhang Shu.    

"No!"    

Zhang Sang cried until he was in tears.    

At this time, Meng Yu felt that there was something different about her body.    

A snowflake could be vaguely seen on the young girl's forehead. Her hair also began to float up automatically in the absence of wind.    

Her eyes were filled with endless chilliness.    

Meng Yu's heart moved as he gritted his teeth while looking at her.    

However, the sabers handed out by the few men were about to cut off Zhang Mu's head.    

"Am I going to watch this Zhang Mu die in front of me?"    

"To let me prove something, innocent death?"    

Meng Yu hesitated.    

But that was only for a flash.    

He had never been willing to see a kind-hearted person die in front of him, especially when he was still able to help.    

But before he could make her move, Qin Rou had disappeared from the side.    

"Ahhh …"    

The men were bleeding profusely all of a sudden.    

A treasure sword formed from origin energy pierced through their bodies!    

At the same time, Qin Rou appeared in front of Zhang Mu.    

There were tears in her eyes as she said, "You are a good person, good brother."    

Zhang Shu was scared silly and didn't know how to react for a while.    

Qin Rou held his hand, walked over to Little Sang and held Zhang Lun up.    

At this time, dozens of black sin quietly stained Qin Rou's body.    

The Zhang trio looked at Qin Rou in a daze. They never thought that they would meet an expert that could condense qi into a sword!    

"You, who are you?"    

"You dare to kill someone from my Cangsong Sect?"    

Mao Yang was stupefied. He didn't expect that within the range of the Cangsong Sect's influence, there would be someone who dared to kill their fellow sect members.    

Moreover, it was one of the Female Cultivator he coveted!    

Without a doubt, this woman's Cultivation Level was far above his!    

"What's your name? Do you know who I am?"    

Mao Yang pointed at Qin Rou and shouted.    

"Who am I? "You ants are not worthy of knowing my name!"    

"The Cangsong Sect? "Heh heh, I'll go destroy your sect now."    

Qin Rou's entire body was filled with killing intent.    

The actions of Zhang Mu and Zhang Lun caused her to recall some past events, and she could not help but have her killing intent rise.    

These words, caused everyone other than Meng Yu to be even more shocked.    

Someone actually said that they wanted to destroy the Cangsong Sect? Who would dare to have such a tone?    

"Little Sang, Little Tree, tell me where your sect is located."    

"I want you all to become Sect Master s of this sect."    

"If anyone dares to disobey, I will definitely kill them."    

Qin Rou held Little Sang's hand and said with her charming voice.    

Little Sang was already slightly dazed.    

Just now, she clearly felt a powerful force was about to burst out from her body.    

She had not recovered from that state.