"What... what..." Fu Yongan sat on the ground, his legs glared forward, and his body moved back with difficulty, trying to stay away from Yuxuanlin and Yin Jinglong. He said tremblingly, "You can't... you can't kill people... my brother is on the road, he will avenge me..."

"As it said, I've given you a chance just now, there won't be a second chance." Yu Xuanlin walked forward step by step and approached Fu Yong'an.

None of the people around came up to help, and even Fu Yongan's good friend Jiang Jian hid aside in horror and did not dare to speak out.

Jiang Jian was glad that he wanted to insult Yin Jinglong just now, but he couldn't interfere. He also thanked Fu Yongan for not being able to interfere. If he insulted Yin Jinglong, his fate would be very tragic.

Yu Xuanlin grabbed Fu Yongan's collar and lifted Fu Yongan's body up. Then, he opened the window. The strong wind outside the window was howling, and the temperature in the cabin dropped sharply.

Yuxuanlin wants to throw Fu Yongan out.

"No... I was wrong, Yin Jinglong, I'm sorry for you, I'm stupid, I'm a waste, I don't know Mount Tai. Please let me go, don't be as knowledgeable as garbage like me!" Fu Yongan was so scared that he burst into tears.

Yin Jinglong was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"It's too late."

Yuxuanlin threw Fu Yongan out the window mercilessly.

"No!"

As soon as Fu Yongan's body touched the water surface, it was sucked into the black vortex. He couldn't even struggle for a moment and disappeared without a trace.

Yuxuanlin closed the window, and the cold wind could no longer enter.

The air conditioner in the cabin is still sending hot air, and the whole room becomes warmer again.

However, everyone's hearts seemed to be in the snow and ice. They were very scared, fearing the ghosts outside, and Yin Jinglong and others in the cabin.

None of the killing gods inside and the ghosts outside are easy to mess with.

"Do you want me to go out and let those ghosts kill me, and you can be saved?" Yin Jinglong glanced at everyone and spoke slowly.

None of these tourists spoke, and they were afraid of Yin Jinglong. Fu Yongan was already a lesson in the past. They were afraid that Yin Jinglong would follow Fu Yongan's footsteps.

However, although they were silent, the expression on their faces had betrayed their hearts. They all hoped to survive, and the premise of survival was to let Yin Jinglong go out and suffer death.

"It's so stupid. Do you think I'll survive if I die?" There was a hint of mockery in Yin Jinglong's tone, "What you don't know is that only I can save you. If I really die, you can only become fertilizer for the ghosts."

The tourists' hearts became cold. Could it be that Yin Jinglong meant that Yin Jinglong didn't plan to go out and wanted to stay in the cabin with everyone and die together in the end?

At this moment, Yin Jinglong said lightly: "I will meet those guys when I go out now, but I'm not going to die. Whoever loses will die, you will know."

After saying that, Yin Jinglong stood up from the chair.

A little star lit up in Sha Yingying's eyes. Is Yin Jinglong going out to be a great god?

Xu Chunlan shouted anxiously: "No, Yin Jinglong, don't go out and die!"

Yao Mengqiu said with concern: "Yin Jinglong, you apologize to the guys outside. Don't do stupid things. Living is the most important thing."

Yin Jinglong ignored them, and Yin Jinglong's body floated up and flew out of the boat.

Without opening the window, he flew directly towards the wall. Then, his body passed through the wall and floated outside the cruise ship, entered the surging sea, and entered the violent whirlwind.

Countless people opened their mouths wide and looked at this scene in shock.

"He actually flew out like this. He not only knows how to fly, but also knows how to penetrate the wall?"

"We actually underestimated him. He is not an ordinary person, he is also a master."

"This...this...this...Yin Jinglong is a god or a ghost, how could he fly?"

"I think Yin Jinglong will win, maybe he is really our hope!"

"Not necessarily. The guys outside are many powerful. Yin Jinglong is their opponent alone?"

Yin Jinglong floated in the gray space outside the cabin, with a black sun above his head, a surging vortex under his feet, a huge wave behind him, and a tornado supporting the sky on the sea.

Opposite Yin Jinglong, there were 6 people floating.

In fact, the five people are the leaders of the five major magic forces from the southwest cultivation world. These five forces are the Gu family, the Chu family, the Tianpu Sect, the Blood Rain Sect, and the Death Tower.

There were originally seven major trick forces, but the Teng family had been destroyed by Yin Jinglong. The Wanpo Sect was disdainful to join other forces because of the Three-Headed Poison Lord's exit from the seclusion, and wanted to reshuffle the Southwest Cultivation World and annex other forces.

The man floating in the front was a master of tricks from Siam. He was ordinary, with a shaved head, dark skin, and barefoot, but he was the strongest of the six.

Even if the other five people were combined, they were still killed instantly by him. He was Master Takun from the famous Siam magic power, the Vajra Valley.

Yin Jinglong looked at the six people, and a sarcastic arc curled up his lips: "It turns out that he is the leader of the five major forces in the southwest cultivation world. Why, aren't you seven major forces the same spirit? Why are only five of you here now? Oh, by the way, the head of the Teng family is dead, and the leader of the Wanpo Sect has also abandoned you, treating you as waste and stupid dogs, and disdain to join you. So, have you found a bald man to support the situation again? It's ridiculous. What do you think this bald man can help you?"

All six of them looked at Yin Jinglong with pity, as if Yin Jinglong was just a turtle in the jar and could not jump for long.

The head of the Gu family said to Yin Jinglong: "You can't fly today. Even if you are the leader of the Shenlong Sect, even if you dominate Nanze City, even if you destroy the Teng family, even if you are rumored to be the number one master in the southwest, so what? Today, you will die and you can't see the sun tomorrow. All your stories will last until today. In the future, people will forget you, just like other geniuses, you will only be a tiny and insignificant dust that was crushed by the wheel of history. True geniuses are all about to be tolerant and know how to maintain good relationships with our major forces, rather than being arrogant and lawless like you. A genius like you can only be a pseudo-genius. A genius who can live for a long time is a real genius."
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