The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 737 Sick disciples don’t blacken (141)

  The woman in the scarlet wedding dress stood beside the demon, with a slight curve on her lips. It was obvious that the woman’s smile was extremely shallow, but it was so beautiful that it was so beautiful.

   is like... the first flower that blooms on a branch in spring.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou once fancied in his heart that, maybe one day, he can realize his dream of becoming the first person in Canglan Continent, and he has enough strength to stand by his master.

  Let the plainly dressed woman put on a scarlet wedding dress for him.

  At that time, Yan Hanzhou did not guess that this day, coming so fast, even the appearance of the master in the wedding dress was thousands of times more beautiful than he thought.

  ——It’s a pity...Master wears this wedding gown, but it’s not for him.

Especially when I saw that Su Qinghuan matched the Demon Venerable who was also dressed in red and happy clothes, and even the Master was still smiling at the Demon Head, the young man’s heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible big palm and it hurt. .

  How can he tolerate this scene? !

  ……

  Master clearly agreed, and he will wait for him to continuously improve his cultivation level until he can compare with her.

  How can she marry another man? !

  What's more, it is still such a notorious scum!

   "Devil, die!"

  Yan Hanzhou drew out the nameless ancient sword without even thinking about it. The crimson sword glowed with **** flames, making the young Qingjun’s face look like Shura crawling out of hell, as if anyone would choose someone to eat!

  ……

   "Who is this?! Come to grab the marriage?"

"What kind of background is this young man, he's not too afraid to die! Facing the **** of devil, dare to draw his sword and face each other?!" Can't you pick it up?"

  Many cultivators stared dumbly at the black-clothed young man who got out of nowhere.

  And Liu Haoran and Zhong Ling'er, both disciples of the Qingyun Sect, of course, were the first to recognize Yan Hanzhou's identity!

   "Little Junior Brother, why are you here?!"

  Zhong Ling'er, who was dressed in pink, showed a delighted look. When she and Liu Haoran were at Liuli Peak, they heard the disciples of Ming Jianzong and other sects say that Yan Hanzhou had fallen into the magic way.

   However, Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran grew up with Yan Hanzhou in Liuli Peak since they were young. They naturally didn't believe that the little brother who had always been upright and kind would be a half-human, half-devil monster.

In addition to the fact that the master was also missing, Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran were worried, but there was no other way. After all, their strength is barely enough in the new generation, let alone confronting Jun Jiu. You this kind of God Demon Lord.

  Even if any elder Yuan Ying comes, they can't have the slightest right to speak.

Therefore, Zhong Ling'er and Liu Haoran also knew this well. They were just a hindrance to the master and the younger brother, so they went on the Liuli Peak to beat Su Qinghuan up and down, big and small things. Straighten out.

  As for the others, the two of them can't do much, at most they can only pray in their hearts that the master and the younger brother will be safe.

  ……

  Yan Hanzhou is still free to attend to Zhong Linger and Liu Haoran at this moment.

  He didn't even glance at them, the young man concentrated all his spiritual power and magic aura on the Wuming Ancient Sword, and slashed at Jun Jiuyou incomparably fiercely!

  Any cultivator with vision and Nasal Infant level or above will be able to spot unusual fluctuations on this sword.

  Especially Yan Hanzhou is a peerless genius, ordinary people like him are fellow practitioners, I am afraid they have already exploded and died!

  However, under the premise of driving such an ancient fierce sword, Yan Hanzhou was able to maintain his sobriety and rationality, and even combined his spiritual energy and devil energy so smoothly, he was simply a monster among geniuses.

  ……

   "This kid's talent is too terrible!"

  Elder Yuan Ying looked at the power of Yan Hanzhou’s sword in shock, but his heart was full of sympathy.

  Yan Hanzhou will not lose in any other confrontation when he is on the court, but on the contrary, he is facing Jun Jiuyou!

  Even if Yan Hanzhou is a genius, he is only seventeen years old now!

The qualification gap between    and Jun Jiuyou is really too big, at least it will take a hundred thousand years before you can fight Jun Jiuyou!

   "That's right, this Yan Hanzhou is really too arrogant, such a natural resource, today is going to fall here!"

   "If I were Jun Jiuyou, I would never let this kid go. If Yan Hanzhou grows up, his achievements in the future may not be inferior to Jun Jiuyou's current cultivation of God!"

  ……

  Hearing those people's comments, Yan Hanzhou risked a determination to die in his heart. With this sword, he never thought of retreating!

  In this life, he cares about very few things, but Master is the only one who makes him not even afraid of death!

   "Little guy, I didn't expect that you really have the guts to come!"

Jun Jiuyou faced Yan Hanzhou’s terrifying sword, but he didn’t even hide. He just smiled and looked at the young man flying over him. It was just the contemptuous arc of the corner of his lips that undoubtedly showed that the man was facing Yan Hanzhou. , How confident.

   "Everyone who looks at Master, **** it!"

  Yan Hanzhou stared at Jun Jiuyou's face coldly, don't know why, from the first sight of Jun Jiuyou, he felt an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling.

  It seems that in this world, there is no such thing as Jun Jiuyou.

  Between them, it is destined to live only one.

  ……

  This kind of uncomfortable feeling is not caused by the master.

   But undoubtedly, after knowing that this great demon wanted to forcibly marry Su Qinghuan, in the eyes of Yan Hanzhou, Jun Jiuyou was only worthy of being a corpse!

  "The person who can use this life spirit treasure, boy, you are still the first in the past thousand years. Be content!"

Jun Jiuyou also smiled coldly. Suddenly, a black gold long sword appeared in his hand. This is also an ancient magic sword, but compared to the unnamed ancient sword that was fierce and exposed in Yan Hanzhou's hand, Jun Jiuyou His black gold long knife is much more restrained.

  Only the faint cold aura from the blade body reveals that the dead soul under this blade is definitely not less than the nameless ancient sword in Yan Hanzhou's hand.

  ……

  Hearing Jun Jiuyou's arrogant speech, Yan Hanzhou's inner hatred for this man was even more layered.

  It's just that Yan Hanzhou didn't dare to be big at all, because he knew that Jun Jiuyou really had a stronger strength than him.

  "It's ridiculous! I don't know who will die here today!"

   Yan Hanzhou cut down with a sword, while Jun Jiuyou held a black gold long sword and greeted him face-to-face.

  Suddenly, the entire space shook wildly, forcing the monks present to take a step back!

  Su Qinghuan didn't expect Jun Jiu Youhui to fight with Yan Hanzhou. She glanced at the two anxiously and quickly stood up.

   "Jun Jiuyou, stop it! Don't you remember what you promised me?!"

  (End of this chapter)