In the company of three people.

  Xu Wenyun led Aqing, whose heart was uneasy, back to the courtyard.

  At this time, several old men who were about to die also walked over from a distance.

  The one who led them was none other than Zheng's second uncle from a few days ago.

  "Don't blame Shen Daoyou, it must be that our Zheng family didn't treat him hospitably enough, which is why we provoked the anger of Mrs. Shen."

  The second uncle's smile was warm, but on his withered face, it inexplicably seemed to have a few points of eeriness.

  "Come on in, dinner is ready."

  He walked into the yard and sat down in front of Shen Yi: "Let me apologize."

  Apart from this second uncle, taking advantage of the opportunity to send Xu Wenyun back, there were also seven or eight figures gathered outside the courtyard, and the aura emanating from their bodies was all extraordinary.

  “……”

  Shen Yi silently looked at the "madam" not far away, his expression becoming increasingly calm.

  Xu Wenyun's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the sparkle in her eyes finally returned. She then looked around with a hint of confusion.

  As he gradually came to, a thread of murderous intent slowly rose in those pitch-black eyes.

  As a master of the Extreme Boundary Mixed Yuan Sect, even if I'm inexperienced in worldly affairs, how could I fail to see that I've been secretly plotted against?

  She grasped Ah Qing's delicate hand tightly until he almost cried out in pain.

  This temporarily suppressed the fluctuation of emotions.

  She returned silently to Shen Yi's side and sat down, each of them guarding one side at a perfect angle.

  Such an obvious intention of defense.

  But it did not move the Zheng family, they seemed to have not seen Xu Yuanyu's deep meaning, still with a smile.

  Soon, Zheng family disciples came with already prepared delicacies.

  Immediately respectfully poured several cups of spiritual tea.

  Zheng Jia's second uncle casually handed out the tea cups to a few people, and this time he didn't go to look at Xu Yuanyu and Aqing again. A pair of dull eyes stared quietly at Shen Yi.

  He picked up his tea cup: "I have abstained from wine for many years. Today, I will use tea instead of wine to apologize to my friend Shen."

  Having said that, the old man drank up the wine in one gulp.

  He immediately put down his teacup and looked at the cup in front of Shen Yi.

  As an extreme Hunyuan, taking the initiative to apologize to a middle Hunyuan is enough to make the other party feel honored and surprised, no matter where it is placed.

  But Shen Yi hesitated for a moment and then turned away indifferently.

  Seeing this, several people outside the hospital slowly took three or two steps forward, although they didn't say a word, but the atmosphere suddenly became much more tense.

  "Shen Daoyou, what does this mean?"

  Zheng's second uncle's grandfather was not in a hurry or flustered, and with a sidelong glance, he smiled and said: "Doesn't old man have even this little bit of face?"

  In between words, they all have a calm and collected expression as if everything is under control.

  Upon hearing this, Xu Wan Yun had already reacted and realized where her earlier unease came from.

  She stared fixedly at the cup of spiritual tea, her palm quietly pressing on the hilt of the sword.

  In front of him was only one extreme realm, and the ones beside him were mixed yuan, but their cultivation wasn't considered too high, at least not exceeding the Zheng family's surface-level foundation.

  If it's just about breaking through on your own, there shouldn't be any problem.

  But it's a bit of a stretch to protect Ah Qing and this young man.

  The momentary distraction just now also made her extremely wary, and she had to quietly calm her mind to avoid being ambushed again.

  Fortunately, Shen Yi looked quite experienced and might be able to come up with another way to stabilize this group of old dogs.

  "Thin face?"

  Under everyone's gaze, Shen Yi finally stood up.

  He picked up the cup of spiritual tea.

  Looking at the emerald green tea water, a faint smile appeared on his face.

  The Zheng family also burst out laughing at this sight.

  Just based on the probing from just now, that woman has already been crippled by half.

  There's only one mediocre mixed yuan left, so there's no need to pretend anything anymore.

  The other side can only choose one between drinking tea and falling.

  At this time, the green tea water splashed in mid-air, and the porcelain cup exploded on Second Uncle's old face with a loud crash, his smile still not gone!

  In just an instant, the young man in black seemed to have changed into a different person, his entire demeanor completely different from his previous calm and gentle self.

  A thick and eerie aura suddenly enveloped the entire courtyard.

  He kicked out with a loud crash, his long boots smashing the stone table into powder, and with a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, he viciously hooked the old man's jaw.

  Boom!

  The second uncle's whole body suddenly swelled up in a dark green coat, and then his entire figure was blown into the air.

  Just one kick and its skin surface was covered with dense cracks.

  Then, as if dry and cracked, it peeled off with a rustling sound and fell down.

  "Roar!"

  Underneath the old man's skin was not a visible path, but rather a coarse and twisted tree root.

  It also has moss growing on it.

  He looked incredibly bizarre, with a pair of eyes bursting with fury and astonishment.

  It's as if no one expected a young man to take drastic action in such a situation.

  What Zheng Jia's second uncle didn't expect was that the other party's lightly drawn foot would thoroughly destroy his own flesh body used for disguise.

  "What kind of monster is this?"

  A Qing was frightened and stood still for a moment.

  Xu Wenyun was not flustered, but she also did not expect Shen Yi to take action so decisively.

  She suddenly drew her sword and looked up at the old man in the sky.

  Compared to the monstrous gaze from this side, the other Zheng family experts were also staring at Shen Yi with the same eyes.

  They are clearer than anyone else that after receiving the blessing of Suishu, their own strength has long surpassed those in the same realm.

  But was kicked awake by Shen Yi.

  Is this the power that Zhongyuan should have?

  The next moment, accompanied by the surging evil spirit, the young man in black robe rose into the air, his whole body bursting with purple and golden flames, dyeing the clouds and mist a light purple color.

  His pale face was devoid of any emotional ripples.

  But it made Zheng's second uncle's subconscious heart feel cold, and indeed, the ink-colored figure suddenly enlarged several times in his line of sight, a fierce fist wind carrying the purple gold fire, suddenly smashed down from his head.

  That last kick wasn't an accident...

  At the moment when he felt an overwhelming force pouring into him, Second Uncle burst out with another inhuman roar.

  Two sturdy vine arms swiftly reached out.

  He was an Extreme Boundary Mixed Yuan, yet he didn't use any techniques or even have the aura of a Dao Infant.

  But this does not mean he has weakened.

  On the contrary, after connecting with Muzi, he can crush everything with just this wisteria body!

  Crack!

  The sturdy vine arm was smashed straight off by a fist.

  Purple golden flames like a carcinoma swiftly licked and crawled up his body.

  The second uncle's ancestor fell to the ground in a daze.

  How is this possible...

  How can there be a cultivator of the Mixed Yuan Realm who can surpass himself with the blessing of the years of wood in terms of physical strength?

  Shen Yi calmly glanced at the horizon.

  On the night when Xu Wanting was about to leave, he had already instructed Qinghua to rush back at all costs.

  It was expected that something unexpected might happen because of this matter.

  The golden body is no longer by his side.

  Shen Yi gazed down at the falling figure, slowly clenched his five fingers, it had been a long time since he last experienced the thrill of a duel.

  This familiar feeling...

  He suddenly disappeared on the spot and reappeared under the old man's body.

  His palm brushed against his waist, and a three-foot-long knife fell into his hand.

  A ferocious look flashed across the young man's handsome face.

  Like a woodcutter chopping firewood, he brutally slashed the hidden deep into the old man's waist!

  (End of chapter)

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