Chapter 53: The Invincible Young Master Ouyang Wu Di

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  On this day, Yan Zhen was sitting in meditation.

  Stronger and stronger! Must be even stronger! My path is the unparalleled way of the immortal. At this moment, I heard a loud discussion: "I heard that the undefeated young master has returned."

  "Is the Invincible Young Master back?"

  "Go take a look."

  "Go and take a look at the majestic bearing of the Invincible Young Master, it's truly awe-inspiring." Many disciples were discussing among themselves.

  Everyone rushed to see the invincible young master's demeanor, but Yan Zhen didn't want to go. To Yan Zhen, the invincible young master was just a great enemy, what was there to look at? Yan Zhen continued to meditate and cultivate, when suddenly he heard the distant sound of celestial music drifting into his ears.

  Yan Zhen involuntarily walked out of the Qing She gate, and saw a procession outside. At the front of this procession were ten boys and ten girls, all wearing purple silk clothes, with danxia jade pendants hanging from their waists, holding colorful flags and vermilion streamers, or carrying flower baskets.

  The girls kept putting their hands into the flower basket and throwing out bunch after bunch of fresh flowers.

  The children, however, held various musical instruments and only heard the sound of celestial music.

  In the midst of children and maidens, there is a cloud chariot. The cloud chariot above is woven with intricate embroidery, like clouds woven together, complex and beautiful.

  On the side, there were many disciples watching the commotion, all of whom were shouting: "Invincible Young Master is so domineering."

  "Yes, this style of Invincible Young Master is also unique to our Qingfeng Xianmen."

  Yan Zhen was taken aback, this, this is the aura of the Invincible Young Master. In fact, in her previous life, Yan Zhen had also vaguely heard of the Invincible Young Master's aura, but she had never seen it before. Now that she has seen it in this life, she couldn't help but be taken aback.

  It seems to be looking for its own, Yan Zhen stood upright like a pen, straight as a green pine.

  There were two little girls beside Yun Lou's sedan chair. With a flick of their wrists, they spread out a bright red carpet, and the curtains of the sedan chair were opened.

  Sitting in the middle of the cloud carriage was a young man who was as handsome as a movie star.

  This young man has skin as white as snow. A pair of sword-like eyebrows shoot straight up to the sky, his eyebrows are very proud. His eyes are like stars in the distance, with a hint of pride in their depths. His nose is high and seemingly proud. His lips are thin, emotionless and proud. His chin is sharp, coldly proud, his figure is slender, also very proud.

  This young white man's whole body was filled with a kind of proud flavor.

  He seems to hold heaven and earth in his hand, he can tread on the vast expanse of the sky.

  He is Ou Yang Wu Di, the Invincible Young Master, the elder cousin of Ou Yang Song.

  The Ou Yang family takes pride in him.

  Qingfeng Xianmen is also proud of him.

  Invincible Young Master Ouyang, he seemed to be very proud and condescendingly looked down on everyone, as if he was standing at the top of a distant mountain looking down on all. Finally, his gaze fell on Yan Zhen: "Are you Yan Zhen?" When he looked at Yan Zhen, an aura that was almost terrifying suddenly descended, falling directly onto Yan Zhen's body. This aura could make grass wither and die, and ordinary disciples under this aura would likely have their legs turn soft and their whole body tremble.

  "Right." Yan Zhen nodded: "Are you Ouyang Wudi?"

  The invincible young master smiled slightly, with a hint of disdain: "You're quite brave, daring to call me Ouyang Wudi directly. It's been a long time since someone dared to address me by my name like that."

  Yan Zhen burst out laughing, and in the face of Wu Di Gong Zi's nearly terrifying and powerful aura, Yan Zhen was completely unbothered. Yan Zhen pulled out a wine gourd, filled with his favorite bitter liquor: "I'm originally someone who doesn't care about anything."

  "It's obvious." The Invincible Young Master nodded: "You dueled with Ouyang Song and even dared to kill him, just from this point alone it can be seen that your courage is indeed astonishingly great."

  "On the stage of life and death, life and death are determined by fate. Once I stepped onto that decisive sword stage, if I didn't kill him, he would have killed me. So it's only logical that I killed him."

  "How dare you!" The invincible young master's expression changed from smiling to stern, his face now as cold as winter: "He is my cousin, you should understand what that means. Only he has the right to kill you, you can only defend yourself, absolutely cannot kill him. If you dare to kill him, it would be the greatest sin."

  The invincible young master's sudden change in expression seemed to lower the temperature around him by several degrees.

  "Right now, I'll give you a choice: within twenty snaps of the fingers, you must kneel down here and kowtow to me ten times. Then, honestly go to my Ou Yang family as a slave, cut off your own arms, and do these three things, I will spare your life and give you a way out."

  Invincible Young Master proposed three conditions. The first condition, kneel down, men have golden knees, Yan Zhen only kowtows to her parents and not others. Wanting Yan Zhen to kowtow and knock her head for Invincible Young Master is a fantasy. The second condition, go to the Ouyang family as a servant, this is even more impossible to agree to. The identity of a servant is extremely low, if she agreed, it would be self-degradation. Yan Zhen naturally cannot agree to that. The third condition, cut off her own arms, this is self-inflicted damage, Yan Zhen is not stupid, so it's impossible for her to agree. Yan Zhen shook her head decisively and said sternly: "I won't agree to any of your three conditions."

  "Very well." The Invincible Young Master coldly shouted: "Since that's the case, you might as well take the path to your own death."

  "You want to deal with me? Come at me openly or secretly, I'll take it head-on." Yan Zhen retorted, refusing to back down.

  "You're going to pay for your mistakes, you were wrong." The Invincible Young Master's hand rested on the hilt of his sword: "I'm going to kill you now. In front of all these disciples, I'll strike you down. Let everyone know what happens when you offend me, the Invincible Young Master."

  This!

  At this time, Situ Guang, who was on the side, couldn't help but recite: "The third rule of Qingfeng Xianmen, do not kill fellow disciples, do not harm fellow disciples. Those who violate this rule will be lightly expelled from the sect, moderately deprived of their magical powers, and severely killed on the spot." Situ Guang had a good relationship with Yan Zhen, so he recited the third rule to remind Wu Di Gongzi that in Qingfeng Xianmen, one cannot kill fellow disciples. It's your business if you secretly make a move without being caught, but openly making a move is not allowed.

  The Unbeatable Young Master's aura suddenly subsided, as if he was going to stop there in accordance with the third rule. But the Unbeatable Young Master burst out laughing wildly: "You dare to talk to me about rules? How ridiculous! Rules are meant to restrict people like you who are weak, but they can't restrict someone like me who is strong. In the future when I become the sect leader, I'll change the rules however I want." His aura enveloped Si Tu Guang, and Si Tu Guang felt his legs go soft and his breathing stagnate, unable to say another word.

  "The Unbeatable Young Master looked at Yan Zhen: 'Since you didn't choose the path I magnanimously pointed out to you just now, it means you're looking for death. You're asking for death yourself, don't blame others. Today, you'll die right here.' The Unbeatable Young Master's words were full of overbearingness."

  His words are judgment.

  His words are absolutely correct.

  He represents the truth.

  The Invincible Young Master's hand was placed on the hilt of his sword.

  His sword is called King Sword.

  He is a born king.

  He killed Yan Zhen as easily as slaughtering a chicken or cutting down a dog.

  A sharp and extreme sword aura, as well as a rolling killing aura, enveloped Yan Zhen's body.

  Invincible Young Master is the second-ranked figure in the inner door, while Yan Zhen ranks two hundredth. The gap between their strengths is like heaven and earth. At this moment, Invincible Young Master urged his momentum, and Yan Zhen actually felt that his whole body was shrouded in killing intent, unable to move an inch, as if trapped in a layer of ice.

  Yan Zhen now estimated that he would probably not last two moves under Ou Yang Wu Di's hands, but Yan Zhen was not entirely unprepared.

  The archenemy, Invincible Lord, has arrived!