The seller of the heavens

Lan Haiping looked at Jiang Chen solemnly:

"Unexpectedly, after more than 20 years without going down the mountain, there will be such a powerful young master like you in the rivers and lakes. Well, Xiaodie is right."

"Senior, I'm overwhelmed. The slap just now was just a test, and I won't hold back any more. Be careful."

After Jiang Chen made a reminder, he stood with one hand upright in front of his chest, his internal force circulated in a mysterious way, and a majestic aura suddenly rose from his body.

A golden stream of light emerged behind him, condensing into a pale golden Buddha phantom.

Lan Haiping felt his body sink suddenly, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on him, and the strong sense of oppression made him breathless.

He felt a chill in his heart, knowing that Jiang Chen must use some kind of extremely powerful peerless magic art to have such unstoppable power.

Not only was Lan Haiping not afraid, but she was excited to see Liexin, and a strong fighting spirit was ignited in her eyes.

As a martial idiot, he hasn't met a worthy opponent for too long.

His eyes burst into dazzling light, and he said loudly:

"Okay, just do your best."

Jiang Chen didn't speak, just flipped his wrist and pushed it out with a palm.

Following Jiang Chen's movements, the phantom of the Buddha behind him also waved a palm.

Rumble!

In an instant, the muffled thunder exploded, deafening, as if the sky was falling apart and the mountains and rivers were shaking.

The mighty internal force condensed into a giant palm print more than three feet high, and pushed towards Lan Haiping horizontally.

Violent palms cover all directions.

No one can describe the ferocity and dominance of this palm.

Bai Yunfei and Lan Xiaodie looked serious, their figures involuntarily stepped back a few steps, their faces were full of horror, they felt that this kind of palm technique was beyond the reach of ordinary people, probably only the legendary demon gods and immortal Buddhas could do it. There is such great power.

Lan Haiping's heart was full of warning signs, but he didn't take half a step back.

He put the iron flute under his lips, played the iron flute with all his strength, and displayed his best sonic skills.

Woo!

There were circles of transparent ripples in the air, and the violent force hit the palm like a raging sea.

Peng!

After the ripples formed by the sound waves knocked over the giant palm prints, they persisted for only a moment before collapsing and dissipating into a white aftermath of strength.

Afterwards, the huge palm print bombarded Lan Haiping's body unabated.

boom!

Lan Haiping's body was shocked, the deck behind her was split open, a huge hole was blasted out of the bow by an invisible force, and the river surface in the distance also cracked, revealing a gully more than ten feet long.

Such a terrifying scene made all the people watching the battle lose their voices and their minds were shaken.

"puff!"

After one breath, the blood on Lan Haiping's face flashed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his face was as pale as paper, and his breath instantly withered, and he became extremely weak.

However, he didn't care about the injuries on his body, he just looked at Jiang Chen fixedly, and said absentmindedly:

"Unexpectedly, there is such a palm technique in the world..."

"Master."

Seeing that Lan Haiping was injured, Bai Yunfei quickly flew forward, ready to help Lan Haiping up.

boom!

With a casual palm, Jiang Chen sent Bai Yunfei flying.

Afterwards, he gave Bai Yunfei a wink, and then transmitted his voice into secret, and explained his plan.

After Bai Yunfei listened silently, his eyes flickered for a while, but he still stopped in his tracks and stopped moving forward.

Jiang Chen stepped forward, tapped Lan Haiping's chest twice to seal his power, and then said to Lan Xiaodie:

"His inner strength has been sealed by me, and I will leave it to you."

Lan Xiaodie looked at Jiang Chen with complicated eyes. Even though she had tried her best to overestimate Jiang Chen's strength, she still didn't expect that Jiang Chen could subdue Lan Haiping so easily.

Although she was extremely shocked by Jiang Chen's strength, Lan Xiaodie didn't marvel too much, because she still had more important things to do right now.

Lan Xiaodie looked at Lan Haiping, her eyes were full of hatred.

She stepped forward, grabbed Lan Haiping's skirt, brought him to the dead mother's seat, and then kicked him in the crook of the knee.

With a plop, Lan Haiping knelt down in front of the spiritual tablet.

Lan Xiaodie's face was frosty, and she said sharply:

"Lan Haiping, when you abandoned your mother and me back then, you never expected this scene to happen, did you?"

Lan Haiping sighed and said sadly:

"Xiaodie, what happened back then was that I was sorry for your mother and daughter, and made you suffer.

Even if you want to kill me, I will admit it.

I only hope that after my death, you can forget about your hatred and live a good life. "

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes with a calm expression, accepting death calmly.

Lan Xiaodie looked at him, and couldn't help being touched, after all, this is her biological father, and also her only relative in this world.

But looking at her mother's spirit seat, and remembering her mother's unwillingness before her death, the hatred in Lan Xiaodie's heart ignited like a raging fire:

"After killing you, of course I will live well."

After the words fell, Lan Xiaodie suddenly slapped Lan Haiping on the back of her heart.

Peng!

Lan Haiping's internal strength was blocked, and she couldn't resist this powerful palm at all, and the blood spurted out of her mouth like a waterfall of blood.

"Master."

Although Bai Yunfei was prepared, he couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this scene.

With a flash of her figure, she hugged Lan Haiping, put one hand against his back, and kept channeling her internal strength to stabilize Lan Haiping's injury.

Holding her last breath, Lan Haiping said to Bai Yunfei:

"Don't...revenge me..."

After finishing speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, his breath getting weaker and weaker.

"Master, I will take you home."

Bai Yunfei jumped with Lan Haiping in his arms, flew several feet high, landed on the crane's back, and sat on the crane to go away, leaving only a cold voice echoing in the air:

"Lan Xiaodie, you killed your own father, are you satisfied now?"

Lan Xiaodie looked down at her hands, her eyes were blank and she was in a daze.

Not only did she not have the joy and complacency of having avenged her vengeance, but she also felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

From now on, she really has no relatives in this world, and is left alone.

Seeing this, the maid Chun'e was worried, and stepped forward to persuade her softly:

"Miss, don't think too much, just let the past go."

"It's okay, I'm just happy."

Lan Xiaodie suppressed the sourness in her heart, forced a smile on her face, then knelt in front of her mother's coffin, and said in a low voice:

"Mother, your spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

Said, kowtow kowtow.

His forehead hit the deck, making a muffled thud.

After Lan Xiaodie got up, she wiped her tears, and said to Jiang Chen expressionlessly:

"Don't worry, I will do what I promised you."

As he said that, with the help of the maid Chun'e, he entered the cabin to rest and heal his injuries.

Jiang Chen knew that Lan Xiaodie must be very disturbed right now, so he didn't say much, but told the other maids:

"Take good care of your young lady, and if you need anything, go to the Xingyun Inn in the city to find me."

The maids knew that Jiang Chen had an unusual relationship with his own lady, and they already regarded him as a future son-in-law, so they nodded and said:

"yes."

Jiang Chen's figure flashed and disappeared.