With Ouyang's poetry, I saw that the old monster of Yin and Yang did not even see Ouyang's poetry tricks, but the gloomy corner of his mouth spit out a few words: "I do not know life or death."

The words fell, the right hand suddenly lifted, an invisible vast palm, suddenly with a breath of terror hit the immediate Ouyang poetry.

How could Ouyang's poetry possibly be the opponent of the monster Yin-Yang Lao-wei?

Looking at this fierce and bitter handwriting, Ouyang's poetry only feels that his body is slowly disintegrating when he strikes Ouyang's poetry. It's like seeing death.

Just in the middle of a thousand moments, a...