Because today is the birthday party of the city lord, it is easy to see the red color, so although he drew his knife, no one killed the wolf first.

Yan Zhiyu's eyes sank, wolves?

The spy came and said that Prince Anfeng came with a pack of wolves.

How dare they break into the city palace?

He held the wine glass and remained calm, as if he was calm and composed as Mount Tai collapsed before him. After the wolves came in, they stood in two rows, staring at the people present, very fiercely.

"City Lord, City Lord, they insisted on breaking through..." The concierge shouted from a distance, but no one was seen. The voice was far away, but the people sent by the court came in first.

He had seen the two people walking in front of him, Prince Anfeng and his wife. Back then, they came to investigate the people of the Tiansuan family and were fooled by him. Although it was a one-time relationship, he still remembered their faces because the inquiry was too amazing.

But why did so many years pass, and they seem to have not changed much?

The more than ten old men in black who followed Prince Anfeng and his wife should be their guards. There was nothing on their face, but the old men in black raised their heads when they entered the door, lonely and vicious, and he didn't like it very much.

He still didn't stand up, his smile on his face, but his eyes were cold. He had some conspiracy in his heart. It was not too late to stand up to greet him again when they climbed the stone steps. This was his attitude.

However, Prince Anfeng and his wife did not step on the steps, but sat with the old man in black on the chairs where the people standing up to toast, squeezed them away, took out their own chopsticks from their bodies, and ate them as if no one was around, which was shocking.

As they took their seats, the people behind him gradually emerged.

Two people came in slowly surrounded by everyone.

The man was dressed in a plain white dress, black hair was like ink, and his eyes were like two deep pools, making people unable to see his emotions. His face was as carved and cut out as a knife, and every point was just right. Such a beautiful man is rare in the world.

However, this familiar and unfamiliar face and facial features made Yan Zhiyu's whole body cold and suddenly numb.

"Leng Fengqing!"

Su Rushuang screamed in horror. She stood up suddenly, and the cups and dishes fell all over the ground. With a crackling sound, Yan Zhiyu slowly moved his eyes to the side. The thin and pale woman, but could not hide her cold and majestic woman, was burning with raging flames in her eyes, and there were angry flames.

Thirty-six years, thirty-six spring, summer, autumn and winter, from the day she died, the power of Fengdu City really fell into his hands.

Only when the people from the Tiansun family die can he feel at ease.

Looking back at the beginning, he thought that everything he did was for Su Rushuang. His love for Su Rushuang made him plan the entire conspiracy desperately.

It was not until the Tiansun family died that his peace of mind revealed his ambition that he realized that it was not just for Su Rushuang, but more so that the Tiansun family would disappear in Fengdu City, and that he could truly control the power of Fengdu City.

The teacher asked him if he regretted killing Leng Fengqing and killing people from the Tiansun family. He was unwilling to admit that he had been deceived by himself. However, when Leng Fengqing, who should have died thirty-six years ago, appeared again in front of him, he had to admit that he regretted it.

How capable a person who is dead but not dead is immeasurable. With Leng Fengqing's deep affection for him, it is indeed a matter of time to ask her to change his position for him.

Unfortunately, he was too young at the beginning. If he had made a choice today, it would have been the original decision.

The eyes were filled with each other, and the smell of smoke in the air was so strong that everyone felt it. Su Rushuang's cold Fengqing also shocked the people present.

Leng Fengqing is not dead?

The weak Su Rushuang originally had to rely on support for people to walk. The moment she saw Leng Fengqing, she pushed the table in front of her with a hand, stared at Leng Fengqing, and suddenly felt furious, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Are you a human or a ghost?

Why don’t you grow old?”

Leng Fengqing didn't even look at her, slowly lowered her eyes and said to the Fourth Master: "Son, it's him, Yan Zhiyu, who killed everyone in the Tiansuan family. If you want to avenge the Tiansuan family and your mother, kill him."

She didn't have to take revenge on her own. She had a son. She just came to witness the decline of the Yan family and the tragic death of Yan Zhiyu.

So, she just needs to tell her son who is the enemy.

Yan Zhiyu suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the Fourth Master. Leng Fengqing called him his son, who is he?

The Fourth Master slowly patrolled the people present and said slowly: "There are some old grievances today that need to be calculated with Lord Yan. If you don't want to be involved, please avoid the seat!"

Then a man stood up with a sword and shouted angrily, "Who are you?

Why do we ask us to avoid the seat?

I want to find trouble for Lord Yan, pass this level first!"

Before he finished speaking, his sword was unsheathed, and his body lightly swung towards the Fourth Master like a bamboo shoot.

The Fourth Master moved slightly, pushed the hilt of the sword with his palm, and the sword flew out, and cut it from the man's ear. A bloodline splattered. The man who was still shouting wildly just now screamed in an instant, and his ear fell to the ground.

The sword flew back to the Fourth Master's hand and held it steadily.

In less than three seconds.

"Rotation Sword?"

Someone who knows swordsmanship said in horror.

The scene was silent.

The spiral sword is the sword technique of the sword demon. He is the successor of the sword demon?

Everyone couldn't help but look for the sword demon in the crowd. Sure enough, they saw a man holding the sword with his hands and lowering his head, but they always felt his eyes flashing like a cold light.

It was indeed a sword demon, and everyone took a breath.

The sword demon slowly raised his head and glanced at the Fourth Master, but was also secretly surprised. When did this kid learn his own skills?

The Fourth Master's sword was hanging down, and blood was dripping at the tip of the sword. He still said slowly: "You still want to join in the fun, so don't blame me for being polite."

“Bold!”

Yan Zhiyu slowly woke up from the shock, looked at the Fourth Master with his stern eyes, "Do you know who I am?

I am your father!”

The Fourth Master sneered! Yan Zhiyu's sons rushed out and shouted, "Father, we will protect you."

Prince Anfeng threw away his chopsticks, stood up, and coldly ordered, "Are you all full?"

Work as soon as you eat, leave the rest to Leng Si, and do whatever you want!"

He whistled, and a moment later, he heard the roar of tigers, and a golden figure seemed to fall from the sky and landed in the yard.

When the golden tiger appeared, the snow wolf and the gray wolf immediately launched an attack. The wolf was fierce and had been adjusted by the Fourth Master. The attack power was very lethal. The agile figure ran around in the crowd and bit people when they caught them. Many of them were martial arts people, but many of them were just wealthy businessmen and officials. For a moment, they screamed and their blood flew everywhere.

Both the Golden Tiger and the Gray Wolf were trained. The Fourth Master did not order to take anyone's life, so he only hurt people and did not kill them. He bit them together, but he did not die.

At the same time, the old man in black also took action. They seemed to be a well-trained arm-cutting machine, without harming their lives, but only breaking their arms.

The people from Lenglang Gate and Hongmei Gate did not take action and guarded the entrance and exit. Someone wanted to run away and help, and some wanted to come in to help, so take action.

But in fact, the golden tiger and the wolf pack have already messed up the scene.

Seeing that the situation was already out of control, Yan Zhiyu shouted loudly, "Thank you for your friends from all sides for coming to celebrate your birthday today, but I have family matters to deal with today. Please take the lead. In the future, I will thank and apologize one by one!"

Yan Zhiyu spoke in person, and the people present naturally did not want to make innocent sacrifices and left one after another.

The festive banquet, the scarlet carpet was in a mess, with blood splattering everywhere. The guards of the city palace pressed the order and stopped moving. Someone took the opportunity to dispatch troops.
Chapter completed!