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Contacted Ouyang Xiu, who was playing the flute, this old man should have something to do with Ouyang Xiu, maybe it was Ouyang Xiu who called it out, thinking about it, Zhang Yang was really excited.

"Not good, let's go." The old man's strength was unfathomable. In order to give a clue, Zhang Yang ran away after anointing the soles of his feet.

But the old man was not a fuel-efficient lamp, he appeared in front of Zhang Yang when Zhang Yang had just pulled his legs, he was impartial, and just blocked Zhang Yang's way.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to hesitate at all, he shifted his shape and ran in another direction.

But the old man is like a follower, no matter where Zhang Yang goes, the old man can clearly appear in front of Zhang Yang one step ahead of time.

"Dare to ask why the master blocked the junior's way?" Zhang Yang had no choice but to ask the old man.

Although he probably knew what was going on in his heart, Zhang Yang still asked.

The old man didn't answer Zhang Yang's question, but said slightly to Zhang Yang: "Since City Lord Ouyang wants the little benefactor to stay, please ask the little benefactor to go back."

Sure enough, this old man really has something to do with Ouyang Xiu. Judging from Ouyang Xiu's performance, this old man should be summoned by Ouyang Xiu playing the flute.

As for why the flute would show up, Zhang Yang didn't know. The only thing he knew was that the old man was here to organize himself!

Zhang Yang's nerves immediately tensed up. Right now, there is still a gap between his own strength and the old man's, because it is not difficult to see how terrifying the old man's strength is from the coercion emanating from the old man.

"I'm sorry, what purpose does City Lord Ouyang have for letting this junior go back? This junior is very clear in his heart. It is impossible for this junior to go back." Zhang Yang refused without thinking.

Ouyang Xiu just wanted to leave himself in the City Lord's Mansion and use it for him. Zhang Yang is not a fool, so he naturally didn't want to be restrained, so no matter what, Zhang Yang would never return to the City Lord's Mansion.

"I don't care about the grievances between the little benefactor and City Lord Ouyang, but since City Lord Ouyang summoned me, I must fulfill City Lord Ouyang's wish." The old man said slowly to Zhang Yang.

The old man spoke one old monk, and the title of the little benefactor, he must be a monk, hesitating that the old man was shrouded in a layer of black shadow, Zhang Yang couldn't see clearly at all, the only thing he knew was the old man in front of him.

"I'm sorry, senior, but I'm sorry this junior can't obey." Zhang Yang smiled apologetically.

It is impossible to want to go back by myself, let alone an old man, even if there are ten more old men, it is absolutely impossible to shake Zhang Yang's determination.

"Since the hour system is so obsessed with obsession, then don't blame the old man for being rough." The old man shook his head, and immediately a soaring coercion rose to the sky.

Zhang Yang immediately felt a strong pressure, which was very strong from the inside out.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to scribble at all, and fled towards the gate of the city lord's mansion with a clone without skills. It was obviously impossible to fight the old man in front of him.

Although Zhang Yang had never fought against the old man, he could tell from his aura that the old man's aura crushed Zhang Yang, which meant that Zhang Yang was no match for the old man at all.

Rather than engage in meaningless struggles, it is better to run first, so that there may be a glimmer of hope for survival.

But Zhang Yang still underestimated the old man's ability, so Zhang Yang thought he had escaped from the old man several times, and when he looked back, the old man was looking at him not far behind.

This made Zhang Yang terrified, because Zhang Yang had already exhausted all his strength, no matter how strong the old man was, he wouldn't be so strong, right?
Just when Zhang Yang was shocked, the old man smiled slightly and said to Zhang Yang: "Little benefactor, let's turn around and be right."

"No." Zhang Yang vetoed it straight away. Since he couldn't outrun the old man, he could only fight to the death.

Surrounded by energy from Zhang Yang's whole body, he walked around behind the old man with a snakeskin, and concentrated all his strength to punch the old man's temple. It can be said that this punch contained all of Zhang Yang's strength.

One can imagine how powerful it is, not to mention anything else, if an ancient warrior with a slightly lower cultivation base is hit, he will be killed with one blow.

If it is an old man, according to his strength, even if he does not die, he will be injured, because this is Zhang Yang's estimate.

But after Zhang Yang made a hit, he realized that he underestimated the old man too much. Before Zhang Yang's fist was close to the old man, the old man discovered Zhang Yang and stopped him accurately.

The old man was unmoved. It seemed that Zhang Yang's guess was correct. The old man's strength was so strong that Zhang Yang's sneak attack didn't make any waves.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but his expression changed. He made another plan after failing to make a plan, and directly stabbed the old man's head with the silver needle in his hand.

The ice soul silver needle can be said to be Zhang Yang's last hole card, because this is the unique skill taught to Zhang Yang by Mr. Caiyun.

It was Zhang Yang's effort to suppress the bottom of the box. At that time, he defeated Hydra Zhang Yang by relying on the Ice Soul Silver Needle, so Zhang Yang was very confident in his Ice Soul Silver Needle.

But when Zhang Yang's ice soul needle pierced the old man's head, the old man had no other reaction except for being a little dumb.

This result is completely different from Zhang Yang's imagination. According to Zhang Yang's imagination, the old man should be injured by the Bing Po Silver Needle, but this is not the case. Not only was the old man not injured by Zhang Yang's Bing Po Silver Needle, but he was still in good spirits.

"Little benefactor, the old monk has already let the little benefactor do some tricks, now it's the old man's turn to make a move." The old man said to Zhang Yang respectfully.

Immediately, the momentum of the whole person changed, and a soaring coercion rose to the sky. It seemed that the old man had shown his own strength.

Speaking of the old man disappearing in place, Zhang Yang reacted immediately and looked around, but Zhang Yang did not find any trace of the old man around.

Even so, Zhang Yang still didn't dare to relax in the slightest, because Zhang Yang knew that the dangerous aura was still there, which meant that the old man was still around.

It's just that he didn't show up, maybe the old man will show up sometime, so Zhang Yang's eyes are staring at the surrounding air tightly, as if he wants to catch some clues.

Just when Zhang Yang was nervous, there was an evil wind in the air, and then Zhang Yang was hit by something in the abdomen, and he flew upside down.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the blood on the ground, Zhang Yang was a little stunned, this was the first time he was injured in the Kyushu Continent.

From the end of the old man's shot, Zhang Yang's naked eyes didn't catch it at all, until he flew out, Zhang Yang only caught a trace of the afterimage, but the strength of the old man who made the shot was terrifying.

Zhang Yang is a little puzzled now. Although the city lord's mansion has a large number of people, most of its strength is around the middle and early stages of the mysterious rank.

Even if there are a few exceptions who have reached the peak of the Mysterious Rank, it wouldn't be as big as it is now, right?