Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

"Kang Kang Keng Keng!!"

In the peaceful and peaceful Zidian Shenxiao Sect, sudden changes occurred.

All the direct disciples in the sect trembled in blood, and the Zidian Shenxiao Spear martial soul flew out automatically, and they all flew to the outside world, screaming and screaming into the distance.

My whole body was numb, my heart was throbbing, and I knelt down directly.

Yang Jinghong led a group of Yang family disciples to practice on the martial arts arena. He jumped into the air and was about to shoot forward, but he slid and knelt in the air.

Looking at the distance with a dazed face, there is a faint sense of fear that the hairs stand on end.

Yang Tingjun, the elder and suzerain of the five major clans, was looking down with his hands behind his back in the attic next to him, but he was also not spared, so he was caught off guard and knelt down directly.

The red-faced Fourth Master Yang stared into the distance, horrified to the extreme.

"This……"

"What level of spear breath is this??"

Yang Tingjun's heart was full of turmoil, and he said in shock: "There are no enemies outside the sect. What kind of gun master can intimidate our Zidian Shenxiao sect tens of thousands of miles away!"

"No, it's impossible!!"

The clan elders shook their heads again and again, unable to accept this fact.

If someone can defeat them in terms of cultivation, they are completely acceptable.

But the Zidian Shenxiao Sect is the number one gun sect in the world, who can beat them?

Yang Tingjun, the elder and patriarch of the five major clans, quickly stood up, all of them looked moved, and stared at Dongfang in doubt: "Is that... the direction of the Canglong Empire?"

Yang Tingjun said in a concentrated voice: "Everyone, elders, I have never heard of any gun masters for many years. Is it possible that the top gun martial soul was awakened and born?"

Fourth Master Yang's face turned even redder, and he pulled his neck and said excitedly, "Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"If only the awakening of the martial soul can shock our sect, then wouldn't our sect's proud Purple Lightning Godly Spear be inferior to trash in front of the opponent?"

The other four clan elders nodded one after another.

Third Master Yang said cautiously: "Ting Jun, there must be a hidden gunman who will become the most powerful. My sect must be careful to inquire about the news."

"Don't be an enemy to it, win it over at all costs."

"Ugh……"

"This person is like looking for a needle in a haystack, how to find it."

"Besides, can they win over a strong man who is infinitely close to the gods?"

Yang Tingjun's mouth was full of bitterness, and he shook his head again and again,

He sighed secretly in his heart, it's a troubled time, it's not easy to be the suzerain.

"stand up!"

Standing on the attic, Fourth Master Yang cursed at the martial arts arena:

"Stand up and kneel down to other people's spear martial souls, how decent it is!!"

Countless young people smiled bitterly and explained: "Fourth Master, I can't get up, my legs are numb."

Naturally rebellious, Yang Jinghong bared out a mouthful of shiny gold teeth, and said defiantly back:

"Fourth Master, our father and I are mutual, don't you also kneel?"

"Snapped!"

Without hesitation, Fourth Master Yang slapped himself in the backhand.

The old face quickly turned red and swollen.

He didn't care at all, his eyes were cold and determined:

"This old man is ashamed of today's events and embarrassing to Shen Xiaozong. I will never kneel again in the future!"

The juniors in the clan were stunned, and they were all infected by Fourth Master Yang's determination and pride.

Legs tensed, and they stood up one after another.

Yang Jinghong opened his mouth slightly: "Damn it, you guys are so cruel to me."

"Our fourth master can get along with each other. If you have something to do, really beat yourself up."

"and many more."

Yang Jinghong shook his head, and shouted worriedly: "How is my elder sister, you are not frightened!!"

He quickly ran away from the martial arts arena and headed towards the old sister's boudoir.

A group of young talents also followed behind,

I want to know how the Yang family's most proud daughter of the sky is doing under this turmoil.

The moment he walked through the garden path and reached the boudoir, Yang Tingjun turned into lightning and rushed ahead, kicking his frizzy son out.

Gently knocking on the door outside, the rough voice softened a bit:

"Xi Ruo, how are you doing, father and clan elders came to see you."

"Cough cough."

"Xi Ruo is fine, dad, please go back."

A weak cough came from the boudoir, the voice was like drizzle, soothing the heart.

"Old lady!!"

With the big shoe prints on his chest, Yang Jinghong rushed into the room with a stride.

Everyone was taken aback,

The female gun god of the Yang family, with loose hair, her white training clothes were stained red by the blood coughed up from her mouth, and a pair of white and slender jade hands were tightly grasping the handle of the seat.

Forcibly squeezed the thousand-year-old golden tree tree out of ten fingerprints.

Just now, in order not to kneel under the threat of the gun intent, the already weak and delicate body suffered a backlash, and the corners of the lips were still overflowing with red, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

"sister!!"

Yang Jinghong panicked, and ran to Yang Xiruo's side, bewildered like a child who didn't grow up, not knowing what to do.

"Jinghong, you are the young master, be careful."

Yang Xiruo coughed lightly, comforting his younger brother.

Everyone noticed that although Yang Xiruo looked embarrassed, his soft eyes were unusually sharp, shining with a burning desire to fight.

"Father, do you feel the gun intent!!!"

Yang Tingjun felt a pain in his head, and his daughter's obsession with gun madness came to the fore, but where should such a hidden powerhouse be found?Just kidding.

"Old Deng... oh no!" Yang Jinghong noticed the danger in his sister's eyes, and quickly changed his words: "Our dear father not only felt it, but also knelt directly."

Yang Tingjun's face twitched and he was almost killed.

Yang Xiruo turned a deaf ear to this, her beautiful eyes were extremely focused, and she was burning like a madman: "Father, is it possible to find the source of this spear intent?"

"That's exactly the gun path my daughter wants to pursue."

"Cough cough."

Yang Xiruo's cheeks turned pink with excitement, and Tankou coughed up blood stains again.

The hearts of the elders of the Yang family were about to break, and Fourth Master Yang, who has always been grumpy, comforted him with a gentle voice:

"That... Girl Xiruo, calm down first!"

"Don't get too excited, your body is important!"

"What you want to pursue, the grandpas will find a way for you."

Yang Tingjun sighed and said, "But don't get your hopes up too much. It's hard for us to find such a strong dragon who never sees his head and never sees his end."

Yang Xiruo bit her teeth and moistened her lips, feeling regretful in her heart.

I know that this kind of thing depends on fate, and I can't be willful.

At that moment, the unrivaled spear aura really made her heart throb, and she was astonished as a heavenly being.

Yang Jinghong was at the side and had a panoramic view of the elder sister's expression,

Anxious like ants on a hot pot, my sister's eyes are shining, this is thinking about someone else's gun, so what should my brother-in-law do! !

No matter how good other people's gun skills are, so what, my brother-in-law can only be Luo Fanchen! !

"Sister!! My brother Luo is not weaker than anyone else, so please don't fall in love with me."

Fourth Master Yang's benevolent expression changed, and he scolded: "Nonsense, your sister has never even seen the Luo boy you mentioned, where did you come from empathy?"

"Forehead……"

Yang Jinghong's words froze.

Yang Xiruoyu pinched the handkerchief and gently wiped the bright red lips, but her eyes were firm in her gentle words.

"Brother."

"My sister has long been entrusted to the Gun Dao in this life, and it's not like you don't know."

"I'm afraid I will lose my life for half a year, so how can I miss my beloved."

"Sister understands what you mean. The man Jinghong likes must be a very good person, but don't mention this matter in the future. Sister only wants to be with the gun forever in this life."

"Only the person who defeats me in the way of the gun, the elder sister is willing to chase and catch up."

Yang Jinghong was speechless, staring blankly at her sister.

My sister is weak, but she is extremely stubborn. There is never an example of taking back what she said.

"what!!"

"Brother-in-law!!"

"Brother-in-law, you are gone."

Yang Jinghong wailed repeatedly in his heart, feeling sad and regretful,

no!Sister, I'm sorry, Jinghong really needs this brother-in-law.

I'm going to be drugged!

Yang Tingjun worried: "Xi Ruo, the World Championship will be held on the [-]th, your physical condition..."

"If you really can't do it, don't force yourself, your health is far more important than my Shenxiaozong's face."

Yang Xiruo shook his head, and said softly, "You know, with a gun in my hand, I'm not me anymore."

Her clear and clear eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the attic, looking into the distance, and muttered in her heart:

"At the World Championships, will there be a chance to encounter such a strong gunman?"

"No way."

"That kind of strong man, I'm afraid it's already a rare age."

Yang Jinghong lowered his head in frustration: "Sister has something on her mind, I don't have a brother-in-law anymore."

"Brother Luo is probably cold."

Young Master Yang almost burst into tears.

now,

This overbearing and terrifying spear intent also spread to the nursing home outside Qianlong City...