And right now.

An angry shout suddenly sounded, "Presumptuous!"

With the sound of the voice, a powerful coercion enveloped Fu Lingtian, as if binding him in place.

At this time.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes appeared on the deck, Tsing Yi was inspiring, his clothes were flying, he was not confused, and there was a domineering meaning in his demeanor.

"The cloud ship is the land of my Wanbaolou, how can you be presumptuous here!"

Yang Ping's cold voice sounded, and his sharp gaze looked at Fu Lingtian.

Fu Lingtian glanced at Yang Ping, his face was slightly angry, the cloud boat is the place of Wanbaolou Yes, he fought with the Shenxuan Academy, but Yang Ping appeared but only released coercion to deter him.

Obviously, Wanbaolou is on the side of the Divine Xuan Academy.

"The cloud boat is your Wanbaolou's, yes, the people who can take the boat are all relying on the Wanbaolou's ticket, and Your Excellency allows the people of the Shenxuan Academy to bully the weak here. ”

"Is this how Wanbaolou treats its guests?"

Fu Lingtian looked at Yang Ping and said without fear.

Yang Ping glanced at Fu Lingtian angrily, and looked sideways at Nie Changlin, "Elder Nie, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so angry today, and you are fighting here?"

"Haha, it turned out to be Steward Yang!"

"Two boys who don't know the height of the sky dare to provoke the majesty of the Shenxuan Academy, and the old man just taught them a lesson, so that they can understand how to be a person in the future. ”

Nie Changlin smiled at Yang Ping, and the two exchanged glances, tacitly.

Smell.

Fu Lingtian's sleeves swayed slightly, and the coercion shrouded in the sky was shattered, and he glanced at Nie Changlin, "If you don't do it, you can die?"

"It's just you........ He deserves to teach us a lesson!"

"It's windy on the deck, be careful of flashing your tongue!"

Smell.

Yang Ping and Nie Changlin looked back at the same time, looking murderous.

"Boy, do you know where the cloud ship docks, and how many Divine Xuan Academy powerhouses there are on the cloud ship?" Nie Changlin said coldly.

"How many, let's go together!"

"Anyway, your Divine Xuan Academy likes to bully the weak, and I believe that many people on the cloud boat go to East Xuan City and want to join the Divine Xuan Academy. ”

"Today is just the right time for them to see what kind of goods the elders and disciples are in the academy of their dreams!"

"In other words, you, the black sheep, don't dare to inform the powerhouse of the Divine Xuan Academy at all!"

Fu Lingtian was strong, ignoring the coercive power of the two, his face was blank, and he was talking and laughing.

Everyone's eyes converged on Fu Lingtian, "This young man, it's so fierce!"

Smell.

Nie Changlin clenched his teeth, his face turned red, he didn't expect Fu Lingtian to be so sharp-tongued, and in a few words, he wanted to destroy the century-old image of the Divine Xuan Academy.

Nowadays.

He was in a dilemma.

If he made a move at Fu Lingtian, he would definitely end up with the truth, and others would say that he was bullying the small.

Let him go, the anger in his heart cannot be extinguished, and it is impossible to swallow this breath.

Think of it.

Nie Changlin looked at Yang Ping and handed him a look, and the latter bowed his head slightly, completely comprehending.

"Young man, the Divine Xuan Academy is the powerhouse of the country, a place that breeds thousands of strong people, you don't want to slander it!"

"You have violated the rules of Wanbaolou by using force on the cloud boat without permission, and those who fight privately on the cloud boat will either abandon their cultivation or throw off the cloud boat. ”

The corners of Yang Ping's mouth raised a wicked smile, obviously trying to kill Fu Lingtian.

Fu Lingtian knew that the two were in cahoots, and Wan Baolou did not hesitate to attack him in order to make friends with the Divine Xuan Academy.

In fact.

There was another reason why Yang Ping was embarrassed by Ling Tian, he and Nie Changlin were brothers.

"Did you set this rule by Wanbaolou, or did you set it yourself?"

"Private fighting is going to be abolished, you are more domineering than Concubine Mengxuan!"

"Since I'm not alone in the private fight, then let them abolish their cultivation first and give me an example!" Fu Lingtian chuckled at Yang Ping.

This moment.

Yang Ping felt that the amount of information in the boy's words was a bit large.

Abolishing the rule that cultivation is not Wanbaolou, in order to help Nie Changlin get angry, he opened his own mouth.

Moreover, Yang Ping heard the name of Concubine Mengxuan just now, she is the young owner of Wanbao Building, how can the young man in front of him know her?

"Who are you!" Yang Ping asked at Fu Lingtian.

"Important?"

"Today's events, I have written down, and we will meet again!"

"Long hate, let's go!"

When the words fell, Fu Lingtian wanted to turn around and leave, but an angry voice came from behind him, "Deacon Ben let you go?"

"If you want to fight, don't make a noise if you don't fight!"

"Long hatred, he dares to move, throw it off the cloud boat!"

Fu Lingtian lost his patience, his eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was undoubted.

"You, gone?"

Yang Ping's figure swept violently, setting off a gust of wind, his hands turned into claws, and the sharp edge shot out, as fast as lightning and thunder, and sneaked towards Fu Lingtian's back.

Fu Lingtian's vigorous back stood tall, standing up to the sky, feeling the breath rushing behind him, and continued to move forward steadily.

At this moment, a violent shout spread, "Chasing the Sun and Tyrant Fist!"

The figure of Chang Hate stood not far away, his fists broke through the air, the qi waves were like hammers, and the cold mang's claws released by Yang Ping were shattered by the huge fists, and the trend was unabated, and he was unstoppable.

Like a trapped dragon coming out of the abyss, it was as fast as thunder, hitting Yang Ping

This scene deeply stimulated everyone's visual nerves.

"How is this possible, who is he?"

At this moment, everyone on the deck was curious about the identity of Chang Hate, and of course they were more and more curious about Fu Lingtian.

What is the origin of this master and servant?

Tough Divine Academy.

Crit Wanbao Tower.

It's as if there's nothing in the world that they don't dare to do.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and everyone followed the sound, and Yang Ping's figure fell on the deck, setting off a wave of air several feet high on the ground he passed.

Lose in seconds!

Yang Ping vomited blood, his cheeks were as pale as paper, and he was even more ashamed in his heart.

After returning from the cultivation of the Shenxuan Academy, joining Wanbaolou and being promoted to the deacon of the cloud boat has always been a jealous existence of others.

But today he was defeated in the hands of a young man with bundled hair, and he was defeated in one move, which was a great shame.

Looking at the scene happening in front of him, Nie Changlin gasped and muttered to himself, "Without his weapon, he is getting stronger and stronger." ”

When the words fell, Nie Changlin had palpitations, thanks to the fact that he didn't make a move against Chang Hate before, otherwise, with the strength of Long Hate, he would definitely lose both sides in the end.

At this time.

Chang Hate's cheeks were cold, and he strode forward to Yang Ping's side, "Dare to sneak attack my son-in-law, you are looking for death!"

Bang!

Bang!

Chang Hate slammed his two fists into Yang Ping's chest, splashing his blood and breaking his bones.

"Don't, don't fight!"

"I'm the deacon of the cloud boat, if you dare to hurt me, Wanbaolou won't let you go!"

Until this moment, Yang Ping was still reckless, and his eyes flashed with a strong murderous aura.

Then.

Fu Lingtian turned around suddenly, his dark and bottomless eyes, like a pool of deep water, so that people had nowhere to breathe.

"Deacon Yang, you have been looking at the scenery on the cloud boat, and today I let you enjoy the scene outside the cloud boat. ”

"Long hate, throw down the cloud boat!"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Lingtian bent his fingers, and a spirit stone flew out, and a hole appeared in the formation in front of the deck, and the wind whirled in, forming a huge whirlpool of hurricane.

Chang Hate bowed down and picked Yang Ping up, his figure flashed, and flew out of the whirlpool, and the two of them stood on the wings of the cloud boat.

The vastness of the void, the cloudlessness.

The wind swept and made their clothes dance angrily, and their cheeks were like knives.

Chang Hate carried Yang Ping like an eagle catching a chicken, "I'm afraid no, I haven't been here!"

"You keep saying that you want to throw my son-in-law off the cloud boat, or you try it first!"

"Don't!"

"Little brother, don't make trouble!"

"This joke is a bit big, I was wrong, let's go back to the deck to discuss something!"

Yang Ping listened to the whirring wind in his ears, his figure trembled, and a trace of remorse rose in his heart.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Who is joking with you!"

I wanted to let go of my hand with hatred, and a majestic voice rolled in, "Xiaoyou, his life is like a mustard, and it is not a pity to die, why should you offend my Wanbaolou because of him?"

The sound came first, but the person did not arrive.

It's just that Fu Lingtian heard the voice, and his eyes shrank slightly, "There are acquaintances, and I only appear now, Wanbaolou really tried his best to test my reality and reality." ”

With that in mind.

Fu Lingtian's cheeks flushed with disgust.