Another middle-aged man with a more honest look answered: "Little kid, don't listen to his nonsense. A few days ago, he even boasted that this was the divine king's handwriting! But it turned out that he sold a second-grade broken talisman to a third-grade one.

The price is such a rip-off!"

"Why did I fool people? You have no vision..." The old stall owner was preparing to argue his case, just like a low-level casual cultivator who was just trying to make a living.

But at this moment, he suddenly stood up from the ground with a sudden movement. He looked around with a face full of surprise, like a frightened bird.

"What's wrong, Old Man Zhong? Could it be that the victim who was tricked has come to your door?"

"Haha, why don't you run away quickly!"

His sudden movement caused all the casual cultivators who were chatting and laughing with him to speak out.

The old man didn't reply. He was confused and confused, his expression changed rapidly, and he immediately started to close the stall and said: "I have something to do today, so I won't sell anything."

"Haha, it's not like the master of misfortune is really coming to your door, asking you to trick people every day!"

Everyone looked at each other with a rare expression of surprise, and burst into laughter. It was obvious that the people in this stall were already very familiar to each other, and they had not been in contact for a day or two.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"······"

Before the old man could reply, a strange soft sound sounded with a unique rhythm.

In the city, countless people subconsciously search for the source of the sound.

"Fellow Daoist, Qinghe Qianxu, I was invited to come and keep the appointment!"

As the calm and cold voice sounded, everyone subconsciously looked up.

Above the sky, I saw a middle-aged man strolling through the air. He had broad shoulders, a tall body, a tall body, and a height of eight feet.

The sharp contrast is that he has a slightly childish and ageless baby face.

The opponent was wearing a long Confucian robe, surrounded by five dark red swords shrouded in ghost mist, walking in the void, walking from a distance.

"Boom, boom!"

The slight sound was the sound of the other person walking in the air. The faint fluctuations spread with his footsteps, full of rhythm, just like knocking on the door to greet him.

That fierce temperament was like a peerless swordsman coming down to earth, and countless people looked at him in a daze.

"Shenjun?! Qinghe Qianxuzi? Who is that?"

"The new divine king of the Chu family in Qinghe Prefecture, isn't he causing a lot of trouble recently?"

"Why did this person come to our Guangping Mansion?"

"I heard that the other party just wiped out the Murong family. Could it be that the Murong family's inheritance has not yet been confiscated, and they are planning to attack our Guangping Sheng family again?"

"You are deaf. I was told you were here for an appointment!"

"······"

Countless people looked up at the sky, where the sword energy soared into the sky, and the divine swordsman came walking through the air.

In the midst of various discussions, in the direction of the city lord's palace, the city's guards rose up to the sky, came to Wang Zijia, bowed, and said: "The Sheng family has seen the Lord Qianxu during the ceremony, but I don't know that the Lord has come to our little Wenshanfang."

What does the city mean?"

Wang Zijia didn't pay any attention to the other party's intention. He strolled to the sky above the stall area in Fangshi, lowered his head and looked down, and said with a smile:

"Why, my Taoist friend has sent me "invitations" several times over the past month. Today, I accepted the invitation and came to visit in person. Are you going to leave without saying hello?"

Following Wang Zijia's words, the five dark red long swords beside him shook slightly, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the strong sword intent locked onto an old Taoist below.

Everyone looked at him in shock and found that he was just an ordinary Taoist. Many people knew each other. In their impression, that Taoist had been here for more than a year or two.

The old Taoist packed up the stall and wanted to retreat quietly, but was locked by the sword and froze in place.

"How did you discover the Taoist?" As he spoke, his momentum continued to rise, and his figure floated up, staring into the air with Wang Zijia.

"Is this... the Demon Dao Fengying Bell?"

"Why is it this guy!"

"Hasn't this guy disappeared for more than a hundred years? He's not dead yet!"

"I have been running a stall with Yishenjun for decades?"

"Just be glad you weren't made into a colorful utensil and used for juggling!"

"Forehead······"

"I heard that these days, the Chu family has offended the Zuo Dao Shenjun. It turns out it is this old devil. The Chu family is in trouble!"

"······"

As Feng Yingzhong regained his momentum and rose into the sky, that face was familiar to many people, and countless people in the city were shocked.

Wang Zijia looked at Feng Yingzhong and said with a smile: "My Taoist friend has been sending out invitations over and over again for more than a month. If I can't keep the appointment, wouldn't it be looked down upon!"

"Fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword rushed out from around him.

The target is not the Fengying Bell ahead, but a street in the city below.

"call out!"

The dark red long sword rushed down like a falling star, carrying a trace of bloody lightning.

"bite!"

The next moment, an identical old Taoist with a small blood-red shield the size of a palm was thrust out from the shadows by a long sword.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Feng, this is not the first day we have met. Don't show off such trivial tricks. It's too embarrassing and loses the dignity of the Divine Lord!"

Wang Zijia looked down at Feng Yingzhong, who was struck out by the long sword, and said sarcastically.

"puff!"

The Feng Ying clock on the street below had a gloomy expression, but the phantom in the sky was directly annihilated at this moment.

"What do you want, Fellow Daoist Chu?" Feng Yingzhong floated up again, his momentum rising, and he confronted Wang Zijia again.
Chapter completed!