章節 1911: Murdering Spree

"Who dares to steal my wife?" The voice sounded full of murderous rage, as anyone could tell from the way the person spoke.

All the self-cultivators' faces changed, because the voice contained sound wave attack, which shook all of their souls, as their bodies stepped back nonstop.

Anger filled the Wind Eagle Crown Prince's face. He was getting ready to bow with Xue Lin, but someone dared to cause trouble, so naturally, he was pissed off. Plus he had the help of his father and the Sword Monarch and was now more arrogant than ever.

The Wind Eagle Crown Prince yelledloudly towards the outside, "Who is the asshole that dares to disturb my wedding? Do you want to die? I'll kill you with one slap."

Then three people walked in with Qingfeng in the very front, as Black Puppy and Sky-Devouring Snake followed behind.

Qingfeng now appeared calm, but the calmer he appeared, the more anger there was inside of him.