Fan Wenkai nodded violently, since Bai Yuming didn't know about Cuiping's assassination, then the mastermind of this matter could almost be concluded that it must be the righteous sister of the Queen Mother of the West! And Bai Yuming, as her son, if she could say that Bai Yuming could be moved, she should also let go, Kunlun's grudge with him could also be written off, and it would be much easier to repair the Dragon Ball.

Fan Wenkai said with a look of admiration: "Yes, that's right, Bai Xiangzi's magic flute "Moonlit Night Hometown Song" is unparalleled in the world, but he fell and sank, and the Styx Ancestor was in the company, practicing magic skills, and there were faint signs of going mad;

Bai Yuming saw Fan Wenkai pause slightly, and hurriedly asked, "What about later?"

In fact, Fan Wenkai didn't know if Bai Xiangzi was injured by the Styx Ancestor, but Bai Xiangzi's cultivation was declining, otherwise how could he defeat him with his own strength!

Since he wants to mediate his relationship with Kunlun, why wouldn't he be happy to put most of the guilt on the Styx Ancestor and let the Styx Old Dog carry this black cauldron?

Fan Wenkai slowly told this story: "Later, the predecessors of the White Emperor Heaven were not afraid of the strength of the enemy, even if they were trapped in the strange array and could not get out, and suffered from the **** of the Styx Ancestor, they never handed over the Kunlun Supreme Treasure to the Styx Ancestor, and greatly admired the proud and unyielding spirit of the White Emperor Tian's predecessors, but unfortunately this time I came to Kunlun and had no fate, and I had to see it again." ”

Bai Yuming suddenly straightened his chest, his eyes revealed a trace of yearning, and he said proudly: "This is nature, my uncle is the first person in Kyushu! Not only you admire, but the people of Kyushu all admire uncle!"

Fan Wenkai was a little speechless at this Kunlun genius, and at this time, he didn't forget to be narcissistic.

After Bai Yuming sighed, he asked again: "Then what happened to my father?"

Fan Wenkai raised his head, pretended to think for a moment, and said: "Your father didn't know that he was injured by the Styx Ancestor, thinking that he was injured by the White Emperor Heavenly Senior, and he was even more angry in his heart, and he practiced the magic skill again, who knew that the Styx Ancestor moved his hands and feet in your father's magic skill, causing your father's cultivation to fall, and he was bewitched by the Styx Ancestor and intercepted me, so I couldn't kill him." It's just that at that time, I didn't know that he was the junior disciple of the White Emperor Heaven's seniors, and it wasn't until I rescued the White Emperor Heaven's seniors from the Ancient Strange Array that I learned that the Demon Flute Ancestor was his junior brother Bai Xiangzi. ”

Seeing the end of the story, Bai Yuming asked, "Is what you said false?"

Fan Wenkai said confidently: "There is no fake! Don't believe it, when your uncle Bai Ditian's predecessor comes, you will know as soon as you ask!"

Half-truths are the most true. He didn't believe that Bai Ditian would tell Bai Yuming in such detail, and once Bai Ditian was asked, then Bai Xiangzi's matter could be regarded as the truth.

"Styx Ancestor!!" Bai Yuming's face was hideous, extremely fierce, squeezing out this name from between his teeth, and the incomparably resentful hatred in his heart was this person, who made his father betray Kunlun, and eventually led to his father's death!

Fan Wenkai waited for Bai Yuming to calm down before comforting: "The dead are gone, don't be sad, just prove that I am not the real murderer;

Bai Yuming turned his cold eyes and said sharply: "Who said that the real murderer is not you? What you said is true or false, I have asked the master of the sect to know, but my father was killed by you, this cannot be wrong! Today I will avenge my father!"

"Damn!" Fan Wenkai was furious and scolded: "Is it true that Lao Tzu said this in vain?

Suddenly, he saw a sword made of jasper in Bai Yuming's hand, shining in the sun, obviously this was also an immortal weapon.

Fan Wenkai's Tai'a sword was also out of the sheath, and he saw that Bai Yuming didn't say a word, so he swung a sword at Fan Wenkai, Fan Wenkai raised his head, flashing a sharp sword light, and flew in front of his face, instantly cutting off the lotus outside the bridge, and the lotus seemed to be attracted by a certain force and landed on the bridge.

Fan Wenkai painted a scoop than a gourd, harvesting a lotus in the same way, but he didn't find that this bridge to the sky was really mysterious, and it seemed to be connected to the outside world.

It also has a strange attraction to foreign things.

In the eyes of outsiders, the move is deadly, but it can be easily cracked, both offensive and defensive, and both of them are inexplicably collecting lotus, and they suddenly feel a little inexplicable.

Repeating dozens of tricks like this, the entire bridge is full of lotus flowers.

"Ding. ”

You saw that the two were fighting, but she was squeezed to the end of the bridge, the guqin in her hand was erected, and her right hand pulled the strings, Fan Wenkai suddenly felt a strong wave of qi rushing towards them.

As soon as he turned around, the overwhelming lotus flowers pressed towards him and Bai Yuming.

"Lean ......"

Bai Yuming jumped backwards and stood on the guardrail of the bridge, for fear that Lotus would stain his clean clothes.

And Fan Wen spewed out a strong wind from his opening, blowing all the lotus flowers in front of him clean.

Bai Yuming said arrogantly: "Fan Wenkai, you are indeed very strong! Even if it is me, I have to use the last resort!"

Fan Wenkai said lazily: "Don't say that, this is an art-based competition, how boring is it to fight and kill?"

"Hmph. Bai Yuming stroked the lotus leaves beside him with his hand, and said elegantly: "My mother once created a move on top of this Yao Pond, and because this move was too terrifying, it was listed as a forbidden move by my uncle and not allowed Kunlun disciples to cultivate, but my mother passed it on to me. ”

Fan Wen was shocked when he was happy, what kind of magical power did Bai Yuming's mother have, and she was able to create a forbidden move on her own? Is there really such a talented woman in the world?

But why didn't she appear in the prosperous era of Kunlun? In Kyushu, she has always heard of it.

Fan Wenkai stepped back, trying to keep his distance from Bai Yuming.

Seeing Fan Wenkai retreating, Bai Yuming was very proud in his heart, and said: "My father Bai Xiangzi is famous all over the world for his flute sound, while my mother is famous in Kunlun for her silent assassination technique. ”

Fan Wenkai had a headache just hearing the name, if there really was that kind of secret technique, which could kill people silently and invisibly, how terrifying it was!

If you're not careful, you can get injured or die.

Behind Fan Wenkai, there was a sudden sound of a beautiful piano, and the sound of the piano seemed familiar, where the sound of the piano fluctuated, the fish jumped over the dragon gate in the Yao Pond, and the lotus shadow swayed, in this sound of the piano, Fan Wenkai did not hear the slightest murderous intent, but there was a taste of drunkenness.

The Queen Mother of the West stared at the fingers of You Jian Ren on the bridge to the sky, her face suddenly became ugly, that fingering, she was extremely familiar, even in her dreams, she had seen it, she would never forget it in her life.

"Colorful feather song. ”

Fan Wenkai suddenly heard this song, his heart was shocked, and he was immediately ecstatic, at this time, he suddenly had some understanding of the silent assassination technique!