After the drunkard, there was a ruin. At this time, Fengwu City was silent. No one dared to come out to see what was going on.

Zou Yonghua is the same. As one of the parties involved, he knew very well that Zhao Yu's subsequent attitude determined his life and death, and even the Zou family's life and death.

"It's just a poor person, there's no need to care too much about them." Zhao Yu looked at Zou Yonghua deeply. A strong man above the Saint Fighting Warrior, but at this moment he was as scared as an ordinary person facing the Fighting Warrior. This visual sense was too shocking.

But if it weren't for the alcoholic appearance, it would probably be Zhao Yu's turn to do this now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu gently took the Ding Shen Sword and said in a deep voice: "Although you don't want to argue with you, you naturally need punishment for doing such a stupid thing. You just used nine million to capture the sword of our first sect leader. Do you look down on our Bajue Sect?"

"I dare not." Zou Yonghua was shocked. He was not those juniors, so he naturally knew the horror of the Bajue Sect. Before the drunkard took action, he did not dare to underestimate the people of the Bajue Sect. Now, he dared not.

"The crime of death can be avoided, but the crime of life cannot be escaped. I don't want any treasures. Your Zou family doesn't have anything that I like, so I can get another 4.5 million yuan crystal." Zhao Yu thought about it, but in the end he still didn't kill the Zou family.

Having said that, this time the Zou family really did not pose any fatal threat to him. Instead, he killed two powerful men of the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warriors.

He wasn't so scrupulous and involved others, but he was unwilling to let the Zou family go so easily, so he could only use this method to hurt the Zou family.

The Zou family's face suddenly turned dark, with nine million yuan in crystals. This was prepared by their Zou family. For this matter, the Zou family's industry has shrunk once. If they get another 4.5 million, the Zou family will immediately retreat from the so-called first-class family to the second-class industry, and it is even possible that they are not in the market.

Originally, the Zou family wanted to use this incident to send Zou Xiong to the inner sect of the Tianjian Sect and become an inner disciple of the Tianjian Sect. At that time, their Zou family could get rid of the humiliating reputation of being first-class and second-rate.

But now it seems that it is a loss to both the wife and the army.

However, Zou Yonghua didn't even bother to consider these things at the moment.

If this matter is not solved well, not only them, but also the Zou family, will be in trouble.

"No problem, no problem, it's just the young sect leader. Now our Zou family can't get so many crystals for a while..."

Faced with the Bajue Sect, Zou Yonghua did not dare to agree randomly. If he agreed now and failed to do it later, the consequences would be more than ten times more serious than now.

"I knew it would be like this." Wu Bufan sighed in a low voice.

He had no other intentions, just felt that it was a pity that he could not get 4.5 million yuan immediately.

But this sentence fell into Zou Yonghua's ears and it was a completely different meaning.

"Young Sect Master, you only need to give our Zou family seven days. Our Zou family will definitely raise 4.5 million yuan of crystals. I will send them to you in person at that time." Zou Yonghua almost knelt on the ground. If he hadn't been a sage, he might have really kneeled.

This is a bit difficult. Zhao Yu wants this Yuanjing, but he doesn't want to delay so long here.

"Little guy, let him send it to the Ferry Hall, and then someone will naturally deliver Yuan Jing to you."

Suddenly, the voice of the old ghost came from Zhao Yu's ears.

Gather the line and transmit sound.

Only the drunkards found some of the discoveries in the audience, and others, including Zou Yonghua, a powerful man in the sage realm, did not find anything wrong.

Zhao Yu frowned. If this is the case, it would be fine, but... Could this be the Zou family's delaying strategy?

"Young Master, I swear with my heart that I will raise 4.5 million yuan of crystals within seven days. Otherwise, I will not die a bad death."

If it were just himself, Zou Yonghua would never make such a poisonous oath. On this road, no one dared to disobey the poisonous oath made with his heart, because... they still need to practice and breakthrough.

"Okay, since that's the case, send Yuan Jing to the ferry entrance hall within seven days." Zhao Yu nodded and looked at the drunkard.

Until now, Zhao Yu still doesn't know which senior of the old man in front of him is the Bajue Sect.

But to be honest, Zhao Yu is not only shocked, but also curious.

Why is the person who comes out of the Bajue Sect so terrifying? For example, the drunkard who is still unsure of his identity until now, and the people who have something to do with the Bajue Sect are also very powerful, such as the Tie Lao Gui.

Seeing Zhao Yu's gaze, the drunkard nodded gently. Since he had given all his power to Zhao Yu to deal with it, he would not say a word.

No matter what decision Zhao Yu makes, he only supports and will never object, let alone interfere.

"Then the old man will leave first." Zou Yonghua did not dare to stay too much. He was worried that he would stay any longer. Once the alcoholic changed his attention, the consequences would be serious.

Haven't you seen the drunkard capture an elder of the Tianjian Sect alive in front of the law enforcement elder of the Tianjian Sect? Even the law enforcement elder of the Tianjian Sect was bombarded out of the city by the two swords of the drunkard.

"Senior, he..." Zhao Yu looked at Ouyang Feng who was lying on the ground without knowing his life and death. Like the drunkard, Zhao Yu still didn't know who the Saint Fight warrior was who attacked him and what kind of force was behind him. But Zhao Yu now only had one idea, kill Ouyang Feng, and then... if there was a chance, even the forces behind Ouyang Feng would be dug out and destroyed.

It was the first time that Zhao Yu felt the breath of death when he came to this world. If it weren't for the special nature of golden blood, Zhao Yu would have died, and he would not have died anymore.

"Call me the third uncle." The drunkard showed a kind smile, patted the wine gourd on his waist and chuckled, "Among the seven ghosts, I rank third, and people in the martial arts world called the drunkard."

Hanging a gourd with a sword on the back is the third ghost of Bajue Sect.

Sure enough, Zhao Yu knew it in his heart and said why the Bajue Sect was so powerful when he came out casually. Now it makes sense.

Even the seventh-ranked seventh-ranked ghost is so strong, so how could the third-ranked alcoholic be weak?

Zhao Yu had too many doubts in his heart, but what he wanted to know most now was the identity of the old and mischievous person who was ignorant of life and death in front of him.

"Uncle Third Master, who is he?" Zhao Yu looked at Ouyang Feng, with murderous intent in his eyes not covering up at all.

"Ouyang Feng, one of the outer sect elders of the Tianjian Sect, and the second level of the Saint Warrior."

In one sentence, the drunkard pointed out Ouyang Feng's name and background.

Tianjian Sect? It’s Tianjian Sect again?
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