Martial Godly Emperor

She suddenly called out.    

Was that person really him?    

She eagerly looked over, only to find that the youth at her original position had disappeared.    

This, was an illusion?    

In the crowd, Golden Sabre Lang Jun, Zhang Yi, was sitting not far away from the Main Platform.    

He looked at the beautiful girl on the stage and his interest waned. Last night, Meng Yu had ruined the good news, and Zhang Yi wanted to tease He Qiao again tonight.    

He found that He Qiao was very flirtatious in her bones. With his experience, as long as he had a sweet talk, he could take down that shallow woman again.    

But when he saw the beautiful woman in Main Platform comparing the two women, he could not help but lose interest in He Qiao.    

Regardless of her temperament and appearance, the plump woman on the stage made He Qiao inferior by a lot.    

Even the eldest daughter of the Wan Family, Wan Yao, who was standing quietly by the side, lost her usual elegance in front of that female.    

"What do I need to do to marry such a beautiful woman?" Zhang Yi thought in his heart.    

When the elder sister saw Liu Rongfei's cold and sad eyes, the atmosphere at the scene changed. She had a lot of experience in hosting a wedding. After thinking for a while, she sent a few words to the old man.    

The patriarch of the Wan Family, Wan Tong, replied her with a few words.    

The yellow-clothed woman, who was half an elder, nodded and slightly bowed to the crowd below the stage. She said in a sweet voice, "Everyone, today is Young Lord's wedding day. At the same time, it is also the day when the young miss of Wan Mansion, Miss Wan Yao, accepts her son-in-law."    

"The way that young miss Wan Yao accepts her husband is very simple. It's a man of the younger generation who isn't older than 25 years old. The winner of the duel will have the chance to become her husband."    

As soon as she said this, the surrounding people started discussing.    

"Heavens, can't exceed twenty five years old? I'm exactly 26 years old this year!"    

"It can't be, Miss Wan Yao is going to find a spouse?"    

"Miss Wan Yao is very beautiful. No matter what, I have to give it a try."    

"The Wan Family's influence is very great. If I can become Master Wan's son-in-law, I will definitely be able to obtain many cultivation resources in the future."    

At that moment, many people were disappointed, and many were eager to give it a try.    

Zhang Yi looked at Wan Yao. This girl was the eldest daughter of the Wan Family, and she had the body of a daughter. Although she was not as beautiful as the girl from Main Platform, she was still a rare beauty. After putting on some makeup today, she looked even more attractive.    

Zhang Yi looked at Wan Yao passionately, and had a plan in his heart.    

At this time, He Qiao noticed Zhang Yi who was sitting in front of her. When she saw this handsome young man looking at Wan Yao with a fiery gaze, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.    

Last night, this person was sweet talking to her and even wanted to give her...    

But today, he forgot about what happened last night?    

"Alright, now, all the men who wish to become Big Miss Wan Yao's Dao Companion can start a contest there."    

The yellow-clothed woman, who was Elder Xu, pointed at an empty corner of the hall and said.    

Many men immediately responded and walked over.    

These people were all talented youths of the younger generation, and they were all under the age of 25.    

If Wan Mansion wanted to choose a son-in-law, they naturally had to choose the most outstanding young man.    

Immediately, five or six people came before Wan Yao and greeted her.    

"You don't have to talk to me. You just have to fight and use your strength to speak. In any case, I don't know which one of you will win."    

Wan Yao said proudly.    

Those people looked at each other, then walked to a corner and took out magical artifacts to fight.    

These five or six people were very young, and they all had the Cultivation Level of the Third or Fourth Level of the Fetal Origin Stage. Their talent was reasonable.    

After a while, the winner and loser would be decided. Three of them had won. They looked at each other, and some of them were even rushing towards them.    

Zhang Yi looked at those people with disdain.    

He walked to the front of Main Platform and cupped his hands towards the proud Miss Wan Yao, Wan Cheng, and Wan Tong. "Wan Yao, I grew up with you. I admire you very much. Since you are looking for a husband today, how can I, Zhang Yi, let you go?"    

Wan Yao smiled, "Zhang Yi, if you want to marry me, you have to defeat those people. I will wait here for you to have the strength to carry me back."    

Miss Wan's bold words caused the many youths who were fighting to feel very indignant.    

He Qiao looked at Zhang Yi. This man who had given her the 'Drunk Flower' last night and used sweet words to almost trick her into getting her Virginal Body, at this moment, in front of her face, he said that he wanted to marry another woman.    

Her heart was cold and painful.    

She had been dreaming about meeting this Zhang Yi tonight and that he would be able to explain what had happened on the crystal ball.    

As long as he was right, she still wanted to date this handsome man.    

She did not expect that this person did not take her seriously at all, and now he was trying to express his goodwill to another woman.    

Meng Yu, who had just been pulled back to his seat by He Tao, saw He Qiao's expression and had a look of disdain.    

"A superficial and stupid woman!"    

In this world, there were some cheap women who liked to put their bodies on men who had no conscience.    

After being cheated, they would curse that there were no good men in this world. Then, they would try their best to find a good man to marry them.    

Zhang Yi walked over and pointed at the people who were fighting. He said lightly, "You guys come together."    

"Arrogant!"    

There were seven or eight people who were fighting at the scene. When they heard this, their faces revealed indignation.    

However, they did not hesitate to use the blades or swords in their hands to attack Zhang Yi.    

As the light flickered, the Golden Sabre in Lang Jun's hand lifted the Golden Sabre.    

Bang!    

For a moment, a golden light flowed, causing one's eyes to hurt.    

With one slash, three of the seven or eight people were hit and were lightly injured. The other five immediately retreated.    

"Do you still want to compete?"    

He looked at these seven or eight people and a mocking smile appeared on his face.    

These seven or eight people looked at Zhang Yi. Immediately, five or six of them felt that they were no match for him, and sighed as they retreated.    

"Golden Sabre Lang Jun's demeanor is indeed extraordinary. However, I admit that I won't lose to you."    

One of the tall men who remained on the battlefield said.    

"I want to marry Miss Wan, so I will work hard for this goal!"    

The other black-clothed youth also said stubbornly.    

As the two spoke, they both used the swords in their hands to attack each other.    

"You overestimate yourself."    

Zhang Yi said with disdain. He drew out the Golden Sabre in his hand and swung it. The color of the sky and earth changed.    

In an instant, two swooshing sounds could be heard. A line of blood appeared on the throats of the two men.    

"You..." Their eyes were filled with unwillingness. Then, their bodies powerlessly fell to the ground.    

"He actually dared to kill someone?"    

"This is just a spar, and Zhang Yi killed someone?"    

Everyone was shocked.    

"Hmph, those who dare to steal my woman, die!" Zhang Yi shouted loudly.    

Arrogant and arrogant.    

No one dared to fight Zhang Yi anymore.    

"Hahahaha... Very good. You, Zhang Yi, are young and promising. You can be my daughter's husband!"    

The old man sitting on the armchair laughed loudly and announced.    

"Thank you, Master Wan... No, it's father-in-law's appreciation!"    

Zhang Yi stood on the stage with an open mind.    

He Qiao suddenly felt uncomfortable when she saw this scene.    

Her body had been thoroughly touched by this man last night, and she had almost been sucked into his body.    

But today, that person had become someone else's son-in-law so indifferently.    

What did that person think he was?    

He was just a plaything in his eyes!    

Disgusting, intense nausea, making her vomit, intense vomiting!    

The woman on the stage was also looking at him with a fiery gaze.    

"Very good. Now, let's invite Wan Young Lord's second bride up!"