Old Master Ouyang frowned tightly and thought about it, but he did not understand it.

"By the way, brother Ouyang, I have another wonder to ask you." Feng Qingzi suddenly asked.

"What's the matter?" Old Master Ouyang asked.

"The man who just assassinated me, the sword in his hand, guess what it is?" Feng Qingzi looked at Old Master Ouyang Dao with unblinking eyes.

Old Master Ouyang was a little stunned and asked, "What sword?"

"Soft Sword! It was your soft sword.

Suddenly, a sentence came out of the voice of the breeze.

When Old Master Ouyang heard the word "soft sword", he was stunned for a moment, and his...