The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and if you take a step back, you will be bullied.

No matter which world the law of survival is the same, it's not that if you don't cause trouble, people will let you go.

"The ones in front, stop quickly!"

Yan'er, who had just started the Black Cloud Boat, turned pale when she was suppressed by the coercion that suddenly appeared in the rear.

Well?

Luo Yang frowned, waved his hand and burst out his own coercion, protecting the entire boat while turning around to look back.

The speaker was far away, and he could see a faint boat-shaped black spot, but in the blink of an eye, he crossed the distance and stopped in front of the black cloud boat with a strong wind.

This is an incomparably large flying giant ship, a three-story wooden structure about forty or fifty meters long, and on the deck, several gorgeously dressed young men are pointing at the palace below, chatting and laughing.

An old man in gray rose from the giant ship, flew to the top of the boat in a few steps and looked down on the four people, looking indifferent and calm: "How many of you, but you have just come out of the [Luoshen Palace]?"

Luo Yang didn't speak, and there was a coldness in his gaze that looked directly at the old man: the coercion that scared Yan'er came from this old guy.

Yan'er Luo Hu behind him also glared angrily, but Song Ren smiled and shook his head silently.

For a moment, the quiet air was full of embarrassment, and even a few young people who were talking looked at it with curiosity.

The old man's face gradually turned cold, and the coercion on his body rolled out: "No one told you, is it a sign of lack of tutoring to ask questions? Who gave you the courage to ignore my Qin family!"

Luo Yang picked off his nails with one hand, and then stared at the palm pattern seriously, turning it over and over, as if there was some earth-shattering mystery engraved on it.

"Elder Ying is back!"

At the moment when the old man's eyebrows were raised and his face was hideous, a young man on the giant ship shouted to stop it.

He took two steps to the edge of the boat, smiled slightly and arched his hand at Luo Yang:

"This gentleman, my uncle's words are inappropriate, and I hope you don't have to take it to heart. In the autumn fall of the family in the lower Qin family, I don't know, Mr. Gao's surname?"

Inquire about my brother's heels? Luo Yang secretly sneered.

Yes, he has never been a rich second generation, but he has watched brain-dead dramas for more than 30 years.

"Well, it's easy to say!" He also arched his hand, and replied with a smile: "The contemptible envoy of the Western Fan Kingdom is flying to escort His Royal Highness the Prince of our country to the Zhutian Holy Sect to learn the arts. ”

Luo Hu's eyelids jumped, and then he raised his head and straightened his chest with some toothache.

Prince Xifan?Qin Qiuluo glanced at Luo Hu unexpectedly, as if he didn't expect such a sick guy to be a nobleman.

However, what kind of turtle country is the country of Xifan? Is it really true that the Zhutian Holy Sect is a good church, and all cats and dogs will be accepted into it?

"Oh, that's good. He replied flatly.

After knowing that the other party was not from some big force, this son of the Qin family didn't bother to pretend anymore.

"Ying Lao~" He waved his hand impatiently and looked up at the sky: "While there is no other family present, hurry up and send them away after asking, we must hurry up." ”

"Subordinates understand!" Elder Ying nodded respectfully.

Then, he turned around with a cruel smile, and there was already an extra whip composed of holy power in his hand, and threw it at Luo Yang: "Something like you who has no tutor, you can recruit everything if you beat it!"

Syllable!

The whip slammed into the Black Cloud Boat, and the protective light on the boat flashed away.

No, where did that guy go? Ying Lao reacted instantly and pulled back.

It's a pity it's late!

After a whirlwind, he was awake again, but he had already fallen heavily beside Yan'er, and all his holy power was sealed.

"You ......" He stared at Luo Yang, who didn't know when he appeared in his place, with a look of shame, but the word shock was written in the depths of his eyes.

"Don't play crippled!" Luo Yang stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the people on the giant ship, but behind him he seemed to have eyes and commanded Yan'er who had a wicked smile on her face.

"Now, who's going to talk to me about this Roselle Palace, or do you want to continue the war?" he smiled playfully: "But if it's the kind of guy who just entered the Holy Realm, don't take it out and be embarrassed, it's too brittle!"

After the crisp words were spoken, Luo Yang's two sharp tiger teeth were just exposed, and under the reflection of the morning light, two cold lights flashed.

The scene fell silent again, and unlike the previous time, the faces of the young people on the giant ship were solemn.

It's not because Luo Yang's strength is strong, but because of a young man with such strength, they haven't heard of it.

It's simply incredible!

No one can sit at home and take some pills to grow up.

But all the martial artists who have achieved the holy realm, which one is not licking the blood with a knife, and has been born and died countless times, so that he can get a glimpse of the holy will between life and death.

If a solitary cultivator can become a saint, then this saint is too worthless.

"This ~ flower envoy, dare to ask Master Ling's surname?" a white-robed young man asked.

"Don't say it!" Luo Yang shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "Before leaving the mountain, the family teacher specially told Hua to do his own thing and not to publicize his name. ”

"Cut~ so make a mistake!" Qin Qiuluo suddenly took a step forward, and the hostility in his eyes was undisguised: "I advise you to let Ying Lao go immediately, otherwise it will ......"

"How?" Luo Yang glanced at him with a smile: "Are you calling a parent?"

"Hehe, interesting! Do you really think you're a character?" Qin Qiuluo flicked his sleeves and shook off the white-clothed young man who wanted to dissuade him, and his face was gloomy: "Dashan!"

Knock, knock~

As soon as the words fell, a dull sound of footsteps suddenly came from inside the giant ship, from far and near.

With a kick of the door to the inner cabin, a large humanoid creature appeared in front of everyone.

This is a shirtless, more than three meters tall, and muscular giant.

"Master!" he growled with a slurred bared tooth.

"Go, tear him up for me!" Qin Qiuluo pointed at Luo Yang and smiled coldly, and put his other palm flat on his neck.

But Luo Yang didn't even give him a straight look, but looked at the giant called Dashan in a daze.

"Are you, from the Bai Di clan?" he said in a very gentle tone, so gentle that the three people behind him looked at him in surprise.

"Roar~" Dashan didn't speak, just roared fiercely, and his body borrowed a little force on the giant ship, and it smashed over like a giant cannonball.

Call~

Before the mountain people arrived, Luo Yang, whose wind pressure had already blown, straightened back the roots of his short hair, but he only squinted, and there was no extra movement.

Boom~

He was knocked away by a blow without any suspense, and the blood spurting from his mouth fell in the wind.

Everyone was stunned.

Only Yan'er shouted, "Xiaobai!" and jumped out for the first time.

But she forgot that this was in the air, and she was only a fourth-level martial artist.

Smack~ Luo Hu didn't care about the wound that had just healed on his body, and grabbed the hem of her clothes behind her and pulled her back.

Song Ren frowned, his body moved slightly, but he didn't know what to think of and stopped.

Sou~

Luo Yang, whose face was a little pale, instantly appeared in the sky above the giant ship, and the soul coercion on his body, which was comparable to the ninth-level mid-level, was released like a substance:

"What did you do to him?"