At this moment, Du Ren Fengyun understood why Baili Jingtian was attacked by the Flying Thunder Palm. Even if he really wanted to erase this Baili Yilian genius, it would be impossible to find an opportunity.
Because I can't get into the Thousand Years Boat at all!
That is, Su Xinyang, only he is qualified to set foot on the Thousand Years of Boat, and only he is able to master the power of the Flying Thunder Palm—
Although the Duren Fengyun regarded the Flying Thunder Palm as a treasure, he attached great importance to this disciple he had cherished the most in the past, so he naturally taught it.
Before, he just didn't expect that Su Xinyang was not dead, so he never thought of this possibility.
"Yes, it's a disciple."
Su Xinyang nodded and admitted: "If the disciples did not secretly use some small tricks, how could he have the qualifications to enter the Thousand Years Boat with the self-pretentious bullshit genius of the Baili family?"
Baili Wudi trembled all over, showing a look of shame and anger. Before, he used his child to enter the Thousand Years Boat as a support to attack Duren Fengyun to teach his disciples ineffectively.
But unexpectedly, all this was just the result of someone's manipulation behind his back! The conspiracy was revealed, and Su Xinyang's self-conception was like a slap on his cheek, making his face so hot that it hurt.
"Master, don't worry. No matter what you have done to your disciple, you will give your life to you, so you have always been grateful to your teacher."
Su Xinyang said something that seemed very conscientious, and then a sharp smile broke out from the corner of his mouth: "So, my disciple will abolish your cultivation and let you spend the most peaceful life in your life in the Five Poison Pit. No matter what kind of injury you suffer, my disciple can guarantee that you will never let you die and will save your life forever."
This Su Xinyang seemed to be planning to endure the storm of the only one!
"Su Xinyang, you are a bastard! You don't know how much pressure your master had to bear for you back then! You are so heartless and worse than a pig or a dog when you say such words now!"
A disciple who was a little older and had been following the solo for many years and knew the inside story well that year stood up and roared.
"Stop it! He is alone and under pressure for me? Hahaha, don't you think this is too ridiculous? If that's the case, who killed me? Who threw me into the Five Poison Pits ruthlessly?"
With loud scolding, Su Xinyang's eyes turned red and he looked at the disciple who was talking in a stern manner. Suddenly, he roared: "Tell me who it is!"
"roar!"
Saying the truth is as follows.
This was originally a great combat power level for the cultivation of the mind, but Su Xinyang obviously mastered a sound attack that used his voice to snare the essence of heaven and earth.
Therefore, he drank it out in one word and the heaven and earth sounded together!
Countless shattered golden lights shot long arrows, and they rushed towards them, and the void seemed to have become a real prison, trapping all life in it.
The disciple changed his color in horror, and his face couldn't help but show a look of despair. He closed his eyes and waited for the golden light to swallow him-
"puff!"
An unexpected thing happened. The golden lights could not attack the target at all. They were still as if they had received some invisible impact in the middle.
With a muffled sound, they all shattered and dissipated in the sky.
"Um?"
Su Xinyang was shocked, and he suddenly turned his head, but when he saw Luo Chen turn his head. His mind was shocked, as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his eyes slowly contracted: "It's you again! It seems that you are not sure whether you are right or wrong, and you have to help this person who kills the disciple and invites favor?"
(No matter whether right or wrong?)
Du Ren Fengyun's cheek muscles trembled. Although he knew that the inside story was not the case, the pain of killing his beloved disciple with his own hands still made him unable to be relieved.
Now that I saw Su Xinyang in front of me, I had been thinking for many years of self-blame and guilt, especially when I saw my beloved disciple's appearance as if he was not a human or a ghost, the pain in my heart would almost be swallowed up.
In an instant, he seemed to have been aged dozens of years!
Faced with his angry scolding, Luo Chen just glanced lightly: "Just for so-called revenge, you have to drag so many Baixiao Pavilion disciples in? Do you see how many disciples have died so far?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Su Xinyang laughed to the sky, his expression full of contempt: "What does the many dead disciples have to do with me? A group of people who cannot even control their own destiny are just the lowest ants. How can their joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness be worth considering in my heart?"
Drink it out with one word, and the arrogant attitude is fully vented.
"good."
Luo Chen nodded and unexpectedly agreed with his words. In Su Xinyang's shocked expression, he calmly and lazily said: "So, what is the so-called right and wrong worth my heart?"
Slap in the face!
This is Chi Luoluo's slap in the face!
You regard the disciples of Baixiao Pavilion as ants, then, how different are you from ants in my eyes?
This slap in the face was a bang, and it was more powerful than any hoarse rebuttal.
Su Xinyang's face changed wildly on the spot, and an infinite look of rage surged up: "You dare to say this to me! Child, do you really think that if you have some trump card methods, you can control the overall situation and ignore me?"
"I think--:"
Facing his angry and crazy eyes, Luo Chen was so angry that he slowly uttered a few words: "It should be like this."
"die!"
Su Xinyang knew that if he wanted to successfully realize his plan today and take the entire Baixiao Pavilion into his own control, he had to cross the mysterious boy and kill him!
"The heaven and earth sing! The sea turns into mulberry fields!"
Ten simple words were spit out from Su Xinyang's mouth, but each word flew half a meter and immediately became a thousand pounds. Moreover, every time it flew about a meter, its weight would be several times stronger.
Just a few dozen feet away, they are as heavy as hundreds of mountains! Moreover, each word condensed into a golden reality, and the eyes fall on it, you can vaguely see the changing sea and the mulberry fields rising and falling.
"Be careful! This is Su Xinyang's original craft! He is also the best among the half-step divine skills!" Baili Wudi reminded.
Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he seemed to be unprepared. However, his eyes were already lucky. In his sight, the changes of everything became slower, and he could be clearly captured in his eyes and integrated into the sea of consciousness.
Formation!
When you look closely at each character, it is formed by pure array patterns, and finally forms a magic array, which mobilizes the majestic energy of heaven and earth.
At first sight, Luo Chen couldn't help but sigh that it was the first time he had seen such a wonderful attack. For him, the power of such an attack was not only powerful, but the ingenious thoughts condensed in it were even more admirable.
This Su Xinyang is worthy of being a well-known genius in Baixiao Pavilion!
The people who are familiar with Su Xinyang were even more shocked. Su Xinyang's words were extremely powerful at the beginning. Now, after a hundred years of precipitation, how amazing it is?
At least, even when the sovereign is in full swing, it is not his enemy!
When that was the case, the nebula deposited in Luo Chen's eyes, and a syllable was slowly spit out of his mouth...