A thin middle-aged man who seemed to be in his thirties, with a pair of cloudy and clear eyes, eyebrows like swords, flying obliquely into his temples, holding a purple-gold wine gourd in his left hand, and a seven-foot long sword on his waist. The whole person seems to be a game of the world's superior feelings.

"It's not bad, I didn't fall into the ambition of my Ouyang family!" The voice was unusually flat, but it was like heaven in Ouyang Fengliu's ears.

"Third uncle!?" Ouyang Fengliu shuddered, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone, he was most afraid of two people in his small family, one was the old man in the family, that is, his grandfather, and the other was the person in front of him, his third uncle Ouyang Yi, from childhood to adulthood, with the doting of his family, he did whatever he wanted outside, however, the only one who did not pretend to himself was his third uncle, who may hate iron but not steel, or be disappointed. Later, the third uncle returned to the sect to retreat, and even now, Ouyang Merry couldn't forget the eyes that the third uncle looked at him when he parted! His eyes were like eagles, his eyes flashed brightly, his eyes were deep, and the deep contempt in his eyes! It had been five years, but he didn't expect him to come back again, and he was still the one who saved himself, and his heart was inevitably mixed!

At this time, the people watching the excitement outside the venue were sharp-eyed people, and immediately called out the identity of the person, "That's the third master of the Ouyang family!" The third master here is naturally not a grandfather, but more out of awe of the Ouyang family's power, and at the same time a respect for Ouyang Yi as a person!

Ouyang Yi took a step forward and said, "This son, can you spare your little nephew for the sake of your face!" My Ouyang family can set up a banquet in the 'Heavenly Dome and Earth' to entertain a few people to compensate for the little nephew's disrespect!"

Zeng Zichen didn't roll his eyelids, on the way to Suyu City, Zeng Zichen was familiar with several major forces in Suyu City, one king and two and three guilds, one king is naturally the master of Suyu City, and the second is the two major families, namely the Ouyang family and the Duanmu family! The old men of the two families are all loyal supporters of the prince of Suyu, and the three guilds are the three major guilds of alchemy, refining, and mercenaries!

Zeng Zichen entered the city in disguise this time, and his intention was naturally not to sneak into the city to do something, because Zeng Zichen and others knew that as the elder brother of the current emperor of the Great Qian Empire, he was the king of Suyu, who had tens of millions of troops, and in his territory, he was afraid that no matter how disguised they were, it would be impossible to hide his sight. If they really did that, it was just to make their Uncle Wang laugh! So from the beginning, they didn't deliberately hide their identities, thinking that their whereabouts were all under Uncle Wang's control.

I saved the beggar because the beggar's face was too much like a person! It was impulsive, it was mourning! Everything after that, that is, I wanted to change from passive to active, Uncle Wang, didn't you want to test me? Now I will force you out!

So even if I admired Ouyang Merry's arrogance before, even if I admired the humility and politeness of the person in front of me, but my goal was not achieved, so naturally I couldn't just forget it, and the most important thing was that I couldn't scold myself without paying a little price!

Zeng Zichen tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him slightly! Ouyang Yi was not handsome, but he was full of bohemian temperament, it was hard to imagine that the decent speech just now came out of his mouth!

"What if I say no?"

Ouyang Yi was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that he would say good words, and the other party would think that he was a good bully!

Ouyang Yi's gaze swept over Zeng Zichen and the others, his eyes were a little clear, he could see a rough idea of the strength of Zeng Zichen and the others, only Lan Ran was this person, he couldn't see through it, but he wouldn't be afraid, after all, he was only present here!

Ouyang Yi took another sip of the wine in the pot!"I wanted to laugh at the enmity, but I didn't want the son to be so faceless, so we had to do one!"

"Choke!" Ouyang Yi's long sword was already out of its sheath, and the sword aura made the surrounding air seem to be frozen, and Ouyang Fengliu, who was still kneeling on the ground, shivered!

"It's not enough to be ashamed of Lao Tzu if you don't get up! Get out of the way!" Ouyang Yi's cold voice echoed in Ouyang Merry's ears, at this moment, Ouyang Yi's eyebrows were like swords, flying diagonally into his sideburns, and his hair fluttered a little in the wind! The whole person exuded an aggressive light! The third uncle who Ouyang Merry knew well was back, at this moment, Ouyang Merry only hated himself for missing two legs, and ran away on his knees!

Zeng Zichen watched quietly from the side, without meaning to stop him.

"You're a swordsman!?"

When Ouyang Yi heard this, his cold temperament paused slightly, and then he shook his head, "No!"

Zeng Zichen also shook his head when he heard this, "That's a pity!"

has sword intent but no sword intent, but it is a little disappointing to Zeng Zichen.

Zeng Zichen took the long sword handed over by Li Youran, and bowed his head slightly at Li Youran, who was frowning a little.

Zeng Zichen can naturally see that the person in front of him is a master of the innate heavenly and human realm, and he is also the innate divine essence realm, with a difference of two great realms, even if Zeng Zichen's cultivation of exercises or martial arts is immortal, but for the challenge of leapfrogging, even if he wins the person in front of him, it is a miserable victory!

Now, it's time for the Dugu Sword Demon to bloom in the other world!

"Use the Dugu Defeat Possession Card!" Zeng Zichen said to the system in his mind, and the next moment, Zeng Zichen's original superior temperament suddenly turned into a top swordsman, and the high cold aura of Dugu seeking defeat brought out a terrifying cold light, just like Zeng Zichen's state of mind at this time, as cold as a sword, the tip of the sword hit the ground!

At a window on the third floor of the heavenly dome, a shadow stood in front of the window, with a thoughtful look and a touch of surprise in his eyes......