Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

King Yan seized the opportunity, got up from the ground, and straightened his clothes.

Put it on.

"Xiao Yanzi, this little brother you are talking about is your Geng Geng this year."

Yang Sanye, who speaks well, is good at writing and has a kinder personality.

Little wild goose?

Upon hearing this title, the veins on King Yan's forehead throbbed.

Damn it, I have become a eunuch.

However, this question really stopped him, and he could only smile awkwardly:

"Well... I don't know either, I forgot to ask him."

"But please don't worry, my brother is not very old, he is definitely under nineteen."

The shocked eyes of the people around him at first gradually began to change and become weird.

"Twin martial souls can destroy the Soul Sect with a snap of a finger, and they are under nineteen years old."

Yang Sanye thought about it and said:

"I'm afraid the only one who can match up is the unparalleled genius from the Temple of Light..."

"Holy Son Huangyan."

Speaking of this,

King Yan's tiger body trembled, and he immediately became majestic and pretended.

"What kind of rubbish is Huang Yan?"

"Is it strong?"

"Honestly, Brother Naluo is not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

"That is to say, my brother did not go to the temple. Otherwise, the position of the Holy Son could be taken by Huang Yan's son?"

Listening to King Yan's eloquent words,

The mouths of the surrounding sect leaders, clan elders, and young descendants opened unconsciously, with disbelief written all over their eyes.

An idea suddenly came to everyone's mind.

blow!

keep blowing.

Let’s see if you can still break the sky.

"You think I've never seen the world, don't you?"

Fourth Master Yang became furious and struck with a gun.

Fortunately, King Yan dodged in advance, otherwise his shoulder would have been exploded.

Mr. Yang also frowned displeased: "You know how to sell! But do you want to recall how you boasted just now?"

King Yan thought that after he finished speaking, he would be amazed, shocked, and eager to find out who the other party was.

Unexpectedly, what happened in exchange was alienation.

Looking around at the questioning and supercilious eyes, they finally landed on the frail woman who was still beautiful even without any makeup.

"Xi Ruo, do you believe what your uncle says?"

"Forehead……"

Yang Xiruo reminded: "Uncle, the Huangyan Twins' top martial arts have been cultivated by the Temple of Light with all their resources. They are now fifth-level soul kings."

"Are you sure someone can crush him?"

Is that guy at level five?

King Yan frowned slightly, nodded at Yang Ruoxi and said:

"I'm sure."

"I will be responsible for everything I said today."

The people around him looked at him strangely, and they didn't wait for the irritable old man, Fourth Master Yang, to start complaining.

Yang Jinghong, the Second Heavenly Master, was the first to angrily say:

"Na Huangyan has talents, resources and background that are at the ceiling of the mainland."

"I'm not even worthy of carrying your little brother's shoes. This isn't bragging!"

"Do you think I have no brains, or do you think the whole family has no brains!!!"

"Jinghong shut up!"

Yang Tingjun, the leader of the clan, grimaced: "We can beat him and spurn him, but you have to respect your elders."

Yang Jinghong raised his head high and said stubbornly:

"My Aunt Qiurong has suffered so much grievance, why should I scold him?"

"This young sect master wants to beat him!"

"boom!"

Yang Tingjun slowly retracted his hand, and the arc in his palm converged.

Yang Jinghong's hair stood on end, his body was burnt black, and white smoke came out of his mouth.

"Old...Dad, you'd better sleep and don't...don't close your eyes."

"boom!"

Yang Jinghong fell to the ground.

The people around him didn't even bat an eyelid, they were already used to this drama of fatherly kindness and filial piety.

After Sect Leader Yang finished dealing with the traitor, he moved his gaze to King Yan's face and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Ye Tianyan, if you want to rely on this sensational method to meet Qiu Rong."

"It will only make this sect leader look down on you even more."

King Yan punched his leg anxiously, and said angrily and speechlessly: "Why don't you believe what I said!"

"In your eyes, am I so untrustworthy?"

Sect Leader Yang's eyes were filled with purple lightning, and his aura was dangerous:

"Back then, my Yang family trusted you and asked Qiurong to marry away to the Canglong Empire. What happened next?"

King Yan's aura suddenly disappeared, and his whole person became decadent.

"Isn't it..."

Sect Master Yang interrupted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I only give you a chance to say one more word."

King Yan opened his mouth to speak, but when he heard the words, he immediately held back his words.

After thinking about it, I took a deep breath.

With sincerity in his eyes, he said seriously: "Brother Luo I mentioned, with a level 30 cultivation level, he crushed and killed the Soul Sect with a level 48 cultivation level."

The scene was quiet at first, and then the whole place was in an uproar.

"what?"

"How can this be!"

"Level 30, kill level 48? Is this a joke?"

The exclamations continued for a long time among the juniors.

The five clan elders and Sect Master Yang stared at King Yan, trying to judge whether this statement was true or false.

The charred young man who fell to the ground raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at King Yan:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, even if you have twin martial souls, you can't do it."

King Yan arranged his clothes slowly and was no longer in a hurry.

"If you don't believe it."

"I will just leave, but what will be delayed is niece Xiruo's marriage."

Fourth Master Yang scolded angrily: "You're still trying to make people happy, get out of here!"

Sect Leader Yang also showed his attitude of seeing off guests.

The family rules are strict, and even if the juniors are itchy and curious, they dare not speak beyond them.

The corner of King Yan's mouth twitched, showing off his pretense.

Now it is difficult to get off the tiger.

He doesn't want to leave, and he hopes to rely on the Luo brothers to regain the favor of the Yang family.

"Uncle, please stay."

A soft and gentle voice came out, and it was Yang Xiruo.

"cough."

She gently wiped the blood coughed up from the corner of her mouth and stopped:

"Uncle, it doesn't matter whether you are married or not. Xiruo has no intention of getting married."

"The main thing is to know who this person is."

"Xiruo, don't listen to his nonsense."

When the fourth master, who was always irritable, spoke to Yang Xiruo, his voice unconsciously turned gentle and loving:

"Level 30 versus level 48, defeating enemies across eighteen realms in a row, is this something a human can do?"

King Yan seized the opportunity and said:

"Because my Brother Luo not only has twin martial souls, but his first two soul rings are both purple."

"One thousand years, one five thousand years."

A series of question marks appeared on the faces of everyone in the audience.

I wonder if I heard it wrong.

"The first two soul rings...thousands of years?"

One by one, the proud sons of the Yang family swallowed their saliva and couldn't believe it.

Fourth Master Yang's face jumped and he couldn't help but curse:

"Instead of bragging like that."

"You might as well say that Emperor Canglong is being screwed."

"We are even more convinced."

Sect Leader Yang did not vent his dissatisfaction like Fourth Master.

Lost in thought for a while, he still had a certain understanding of this brother-in-law.

It won't blow until now.

But the second spirit ring's five thousand years is really shocking.

Even a sect leader with a peak power like him couldn't believe it.

Unheard of, never seen.

There is none in the legend.

Then how strong is this kid's martial soul and physical foundation?

He mused: "If you have twin martial souls and a five-thousand-year soul ring, you can defeat the weaker soul sect beyond level 18."

King Yan said: "No, brother-in-law, he didn't kill any cats or dogs."

"He is the eldest prince of the White Tiger Empire, possessing the top beast martial spirit of the White Tiger of Wind and Thunder, Jun Wuhui."

"what?!!"

Don't say that the juniors are astonished now.

Even the older generation stared wide-eyed.

Yang Xiruo's long, narrow and delicate eyes flashed with a bright edge.

Before anyone else could question it, King Yan pointed his finger in the sky: "I know this is outrageous, but I swear to God it's true!"

"If there is even half a lie, I will never be able to see Qiu Rong again in my life."

These words hold great weight.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was moved.

Whether they are clan elders or juniors, they all know how much King Yan loves the clan master's sister.

Otherwise, how could he have paid homage to the clan 999 times in six years?

When has there ever been a time when I didn’t get scolded or looked down upon?

He is a vassal king, does he really not care about face?

At this moment, no matter how outrageous the genius that King Yan said before was.

They couldn't help but believe it.

"Is there such a genius in the world?"

"It's so scary."

"It's too scary. I thought our clan sister was already invincible."

The juniors were whispering and chattering to each other.

The clan elders also tied their beards to ease the shock in their hearts.

Sect Master Yang said: "If there really are such monsters as you mentioned in the world."

"It must also come from the top powers."

"Which family is he from?"

Yang Zongzhu, who was silent and dignified, started talking more at this time, indicating that he was not at peace in his heart.

"Why has this sect leader never heard of it? Is it hidden by the big forces?"

King Yan did not answer immediately, but raised his confidence:

"Don't worry, I haven't finished the introduction yet."

"Not finished introducing yet?"

Everyone's eyes stared even more fiercely.

"My brother, in addition to having twin martial souls and a thousand-year soul ring, he also has a natural spiritual eye between his eyebrows, which can break through illusions."

King Yan's eyebrows are dancing with joy, and he has countless treasures:

"Not only that, he also created a combat technique of his own, called Dragon Soul Eater."

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