C656 Are you worthy?

Are you worthy?

Xiao Yi instantly understood that the greatest danger tonight, and the greatest threat tonight, was this Xi Muyun. Seeing him calmly waiting on the side was the style of a cat toying with a mouse.

Instantly, Xiao Yi's mind went through a hundred twists and turns.

As he stood in front of Xi Muyun, Xiao Yi understood in the bottom of his heart that the three of them were definitely not his match. Even if the three of them were in their best condition, they would still be unable to defeat him, with no chance of winning.

This was instinct, this intuition had saved Xiao Yi's life many times over the years.

This time, on the edge of life and death, Xiao Yi rubbed the sweat on his palms. Raising his head, he looked at the old man Xi Muyun and unexpectedly started to scold him, "Don't think that just because you took one Xi Muyun that you can be as overflowing with poetry as Xi Murong. If you recite a poem, you might have scolded the neighbor, but why are you, an old fool, pretending to be a fart? You should be looking for a good grave and write a good epitaph now, people who are going to die. In front of us juniors, you think you're amazing? You bullied him in front of my master, let me see. All you know is how to act in front of us. "Shameless scum, shameless old scum …"

Xiao Yi had always been a sharp tongued person, but at this time, he started to scold like a spring.

The current Xi Muyun had an imposing aura that overflowed into the heavens, and had already taken control of all the initiatives. At this time, Xiao Yi was encouraging himself with these curses. Secondly, it was to disturb Xi Muyun's state of mind. Based on Xi Muyun's current state, the three of them had no chance of winning. If they wanted to escape, Xi Muyun would have to reveal her weakness.

In a battle between experts, the attitude was very important.

When Xi Muyun heard Xiao Yi's curses, smoke rose from his seven orifices. Both of his hands clawed at the air, causing the air around Xiao Yi to seem as though it was being clawed away by him.

"Youngsters are truly sharp-tongued. They should be slapping them." Then, the old man Xi Muyun made a grasping motion in the air and Xiao Yi's entire body involuntarily flew forward. With one hand, she grabbed Xiao Yi's neck, and with the other hand, she raised him up.

It seems like this was about to slap Xiao Yi on the mouth.

Xiao Yi glanced at Lan Mei’er and Xiao Chaoran, signalling them to quickly escape. A warm feeling flowed through Xiao Chaoran and Lan Mei’er's heart, but they could only bitterly smile.

The airflow within the factory had already solidified. Lan Mei’er and Xiao Chaoran both felt as if they were frozen in ice and couldn't move at all.

In front of absolute experts, all schemes and tricks were useless. Even though Xiao Yi did not hesitate to use his own life to create this opportunity, it was still completely useless.

The difference in strength was too great …

At this moment, the three people in the factory began to despair.

A voice suddenly came from inside the factory, "Before the end of life and death, love and hate have reached a depth of ten thousand feet. "Looking into the depths of the clouds, when I look back again, I feel even more worried."

After he finished reciting the poem, he even heard a long sigh. No one knew where this voice came from, but it filled every inch of space in the factory.

From within the voice, there was a trace of loneliness, as well as an unfathomable intangibility.

In the whole factory, the little bit of autumn cold air had suddenly disappeared without a trace. It was as if, in an instant, a warm spring had arrived, and the interior of the factory was warm and cozy.

If there were people outside the factory, they could be seen. In the sky above the factory, the floating raindrops had already disappeared. Although it was raining heavily in the old district of SH, the only thing that could not be seen was this factory.

Xi Muyun, who had raised his hand to slap Xiao Yi, instantly changed his expression and asked: "Pavilion Master?"

"Don't call me pavilion master. Our future and past are like the clouds and mist. I am not your pavilion master. And you, you have the guts to start teaching my disciple a lesson today? " There was a trace of displeasure in his voice.

Xiao Yi's face revealed joy as he let out a long sigh. No one would be able to recognize the voice, but Xiao Yi could. This voice, was precisely the voice of his own master, Li Taibai. However, this voice was completely different from the usual wretched voice. At this time, the voice finally had the feel of that of some otherworldly experts.

From the time he entered until now, he was filled with confidence, his face was flushed with happiness. Upon hearing this, his entire body began to tremble. Staring at the endless void, he opened his mouth and said with fear and trepidation, "Please listen to my explanation, please listen to my explanation …"

"There's no need to explain." Li Taibai's voice became a little tired: "I only ask you one thing, my disciple, if you want to be taught a lesson, are you worthy?"

Xi Muyun had long since released her grip on Xiao Yi's hand, and her face became deathly pale as she spoke with fear and trepidation: "I am not worthy."

"Since you do not deserve it, then you have the intention to do so. Then, you're going to kill yourself … " It was as if they were discussing with Xi Muyun, but the majesty revealed by her words did not allow for any hesitation.

Xi Muyun's face was pale white like a dead person. Looking at the endless space, unexpectedly, she did not resist at all, and spoke meekly: "Yes, I will immediately punish myself and apologize for my wrongdoings. Before dying, may I ask Pavilion Master if you have really mastered the Divine Art of Ending Spring with Withered Wood? "

After Xiao Yi heard this, he was immediately flabbergasted. In his mind, his master was the leader of the Tang Sect. Although he was just a sect master, he was definitely from the Tang Sect. Why did he become the pavilion master that Xi Murong spoke of?

Also, Xi Muyun had an imposing manner just now. Killing him was the same as crushing a few ants. However, with just a few words from her own master, Xi Muyun had become so soft. If you want him to kill herself, kill herself. Moreover, it was simply because he had taught her disciple, herself, a lesson. If one did not have the qualifications to learn this lesson, they would have to commit suicide. Just thinking about it was inconceivable.

However, this Xi Murong didn't resist; he had given up all his defenses. He decided to kill himself just like that.

It was just like how Xiao Yi and the other two were grass, and Xi Muyun was a sheep. Xiao Yi's master was a cheetah, so he could graze on grass however he wanted. And he said to the sheep, How can you eat the grass I walk through? Then, the lamb killed itself out of joy and gratitude.

"Withered Wood Divine Art of Spring? This martial art is very shallow. I mastered it fifty years ago. " The voice from outside said slowly, "The real divine art should be the divine calculation of the heaven and earth inside the pavilion. This is the true foundation of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets. Unfortunately, after so many years, the Heavenly Secrets were still as unpredictable as before. "I've only mostly learned this martial art …"

Hearing that, Xi Muyun swallowed her saliva. The dead tree would grow in fifty years. But he had never been able to reach the level of full mastery in his entire life. God wills, of course he knew. It was to deduce the Heavenly Daos, to predict divination, and to have a bit of a connection with the Heavenly Daos' Heavenly Daos. Ordinary people would not be able to enter this level of martial arts even if they had just started cultivating. How would they even be able to succeed in this level? However, the Pavilion Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets from a hundred years ago had actually already learned a great deal about divine calculation.

Indeed, he was a rare genius of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets from thousands of years ago. If he stayed in the pavilion now, how wonderful would that be?

Xi Muyun slowly thought about it, it was just that those matters back then made this genius rebel out of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

"You still have some Dao-heart. Merely, you should not be involved in this sort of competition between youngsters. " Li Taibai's voice was still as slow as ever as he said, "And for my disciple, you shouldn't even have thought about it. Not just you, even your Pavilion Master cannot be moved. Cut yourself out, don't let me do it. Otherwise, if I kill you, I will seek justice from your Pavilion Master. "

Xiao Chaoran had not spoken a word from the beginning to the end, but everyone could see that his legs were constantly swinging. And at this time, Lan Mei’er's expression had actually calmed down. He thought back to many years ago, when this was precisely the voice he used to come to the family and say that he was going to take in a disciple and marry his old man. At that time, when she was three years old, she was hiding behind the screen, listening to her blushing little face.

His voice was still ethereal. He didn't know where he was or what he looked like. But that voice was so familiar. For a moment, Lan Mei’er was actually stunned.

The most excited in his heart was Xiao Yi, at this time, Xiao Yi really wanted to rush out and rush in. He then went to his wretched master and fiercely kissed him on the cheek. Then, she gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "You are really awesome!"

After killing someone else, he still had to find another person's pavilion master to seek justice. It was as if the person I killed was in your fault. How awesome and impressive this was. Thinking about it, Xiao Yi's new wave was inexplicably excited, and wave after wave.

"Yes." Xi Muyun closed her eyes.

"A cold heart to live within the depths of the clouds, above the clouds and above the sea, Li Taibai." As the voice faded away, a few strands of cold air assaulted his senses.

At this time, a voice came from outside the factory, "Don't worry, I think that nothing will happen to your little girl. This is my disciple's daughter-in-law, go home early. Have that old man from the Europa Castle prepare her dowry. I am the one who has watched over this entire eastern region. Rest assured. "

"Yes, yes." In the darkness, a respectful voice sounded, "With what Mr. Taibai has said, I naturally feel at ease now."

Pausing, this voice was like the rolling of thunder, transmitted all the way to the factory from afar: "Tonight, I have killed all the disciples of Hongmen. What your Hongmen did today, we, the Europa Castle, will remember your great kindness. In the future, she would definitely repay his a hundredfold! Hongmen of the east, how dare you! "

These words were full of arrogance. After these thunderous words, the puddle of water inside the factory quickly fell down.

Inside the factory, it was like a heavy rain was falling.

"Seventh Uncle."

Lan Mei’er's eyes lit up, and started shouting at the high altitude in the distance.