"Presumptuous! Hold him down!"
Jian Kun sneered, instructing someone to pin Ling Yuhua down, even ripping off the Storage Ring from Ling Yuhua's hand.
"Do you think I don't know your little schemes? There must be something in your Storage Ring, right? Without it, what can you do? Sit tight and wait for death, you old fool.
Too bad, you're just too weak!"
Jian Kun's smile was smug and quite self-satisfied, as if everything he did was perfectly fine.
It's not that he's too cruel, but the opponent is just too weak and incompetent.
"Ah!"
Ling Yuhua looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, despair burning in his heart, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
He was about to bash his head against the steps.
Suddenly, a Thunder Shock descended from the sky.
It struck directly on the wedding platform.
"Boom!"
This strike interrupted the ongoing wedding completely.
It also scared Jian Kun and others into retreating to the side.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on the Thunder Shock.
