Feng Qing

In the air, looking at Dichen rushing towards him, Sufeng suddenly put away the sword in his hand, and said softly to the void: "Suyu, he taught you, don't let me down."

Here, Sufeng said "I" instead of me.

It is enough to show that his attitude towards Su Yu is still close.

In the void, ripples appeared on the surface of the water, slowly forming a passage like a black hole, from which a person wearing an indigo blue shirt came out.

A hundred years later, Suyu, whose cultivation base had stagnated, now has the strength to hire Mei Dichen.

"Brother Jie... don't worry, I won't let you down." Su Yu lost her previous weakness, and now has a calmness and confidence that she didn't have before.

Sufeng nodded her head lightly, waved her hand, and sat upright in the void. The scene in front of her was the dungeon under the Realm Lord Haozhou's mansion, and inside it was everything Yan Ziling was going through.

Sufeng looked at her and frowned slightly.

"It's been more than 100 years, it doesn't matter if she says it or not, you should know, this seat already knows."

"Dao Mo, do you know what to do?"

"Yes, World Master, don't worry, the subordinates know what to do."

"Her physical body has reached its limit, her soul." Tu Daomo looked at Yan Ziling, thinking of his grandfather being dragged into the water by Yan Hao, causing the descendants of the Tu family to be ridiculed, he couldn't stop the hatred in his heart.

Now, the world lord gave him a chance to take revenge. Although he is not Yan Hao, she is Yan Hao's most proud daughter, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation.

Of course, Sufeng gave him such an opportunity, so he was naturally loyal to Sufeng.

Hearing Tu Daomo's words, Yan Ziling's already pale face became even paler now.

"No, Sufeng, what I said before is true. You said that you would let me go if I said it. How can you break your promise!"

"Snapped!"

"what……"

A long fiery red whip whipped Yan Ziling's body. At this moment, her dilapidated body was like a kite that was tottering in the wind, rootless and leafless, with nowhere to fall.

"Su... Sufeng, you must die!" Yan Ziling stared at Sufeng in the void with resentful eyes.

Sufeng didn't even raise her eyelids, she still looked at Suyu and Dichen, they didn't move for a long time.

Dichen, who was about to rush up to kill him when he saw him before, was so quiet at the moment, which made Sufeng a little surprised, but only surprised.

No matter what schemes and tricks he plays, they are useless in the face of absolute strength.

This can be regarded as training for Su Yu.

With a wave of her hand, the image in the air disappeared, and Sufeng no longer paid attention to Yan Ziling's current situation.

Anyway, even if she escaped, she couldn't escape the dungeon.

In the sky above Haozhou Realm Lord's Mansion, a phantom has been guarding there all the time. That person is the tiger who was re-refined by Qing Xuan with resentment.

He has no sanity, and there is only one order in his mind, which is to protect the owner of this mansion, and not let anyone who wants to hurt the people in his mind, those orders.

However, not long ago, he received another order, which was to become the guardian spirit of the dungeon.

Therefore, it was impossible for Yan Ziling to escape.

Unless, her strength is stronger than the tiger.

In the dungeon, Yan Ziling's soul was drawn out, and Tu Daomo replaced the whip with a whip that could hurt the soul, and continued to beat Yan Ziling.

Terrible screams resounded throughout the dungeon.

However, after a hundred years, there is only one Yan Ziling left in the dungeon.

The rest, during these days of tormenting Yan Ziling, either went crazy and were killed or committed suicide.

In short, none of them escaped a single word—death!

The screen turns to Tianzhu Island.

"Send a yellow-haired boy to humiliate the deity, Sufeng, and only you can do it."

"However, since you dared to let him come out, you should have made plans to collect his body." Di Chen sneered.

He can feel the aura of Suyu's body, even his cultivation level, and he is not his opponent.

But he did not neglect because of this, after all, this person was brought by Sufeng.

Thinking back to that year, that little boy who seemed to have no cultivation, Di Chen became cautious.

Sufeng sneered, "Yes, as long as you can make him fall, I don't mind cleaning up Tianzhu Island for you."

Dichen's brows and eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Sufeng, who did not show any weakness, and met his gaze that wished to tear him to pieces.

There were people's screams under his feet, Di Chen lowered his eyes, and saw the miserable scene. Although the people brought by Sufeng were killed or injured, they were not as good as his losses on Tianzhu Island.

"However, you have to hurry up, otherwise, your apprentices and grandchildren will think that you have stepped into Huangquan." Sufeng paused every word, as if afraid that Dichen could not hear clearly.

Di Chen was trembling with anger, his old wrinkled face suddenly smiled.

However, Sufeng used the most direct method to cut off Dichen's thoughts.

Under the feet, in the enchantment that was suddenly propped up, countless acid rains fell with sharp icicles, and then formed a huge formation, blood red, like the nine hells of red lotus.

When the screams came, Di Chen panicked, and when he lowered his eyes, he seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Di Chen trembled all over, although he didn't take these people seriously, the reason why he devoted himself to them was only for his own ambition.

However, he plotted for tens of thousands of years, but was slaughtered by Sufeng, and he was completely killed.

"Su...Feng, I want to kill you!" Di Chen was furious, and rushed towards Sufeng before he could think.

Su Yu stood in front of him with a long sword in his hand.

"Although I am very weak, I can still grow."

"Da da da..." Su Yu faced the angry Di Chen with a solemn expression.

Although Brother Sufeng said that the old man has not recovered from his serious injuries, but the natural moat in his realm is irreparable.

He still has to wait for his sister-in-law to come back, so he can't just throw his life here.

There will always be casualties in battle, Su Yu has always known that, and he also wants to be like Brother Su Feng and Qing Xuan, shaking the world with his hands.

However, he knew his own strength, so Brother Sufeng angered this person to create opportunities for him, he couldn't let Brother Sufeng's thoughts go to waste.

The battle between the two was present, except for Su Feng, no one could see how they made moves, and how they repelled each other, causing them to be seriously injured.

"Huh...hehe, old thing, when you get old, you have to obey your old age,"

"Taste my Su family's Fengxinjianjue." Suyu was very proud.

In the past hundred years, not only has his cultivation improved, Sufeng also entrusted Fengxin Sword Art to him.Suyu is also a genius, and under Sufeng's patient guidance, Suyu finally escaped from the hell named Sufeng.

Looking at Suyu in front of her, Sufeng nodded in satisfaction, "Not really stupid."

From a distance, Su Yu heard the corners of his mouth twitching, and vented the depression in his heart on Di Chen.