spirit walker

Chapter 382

As the ring was taken off, the ordinary-looking young man's face twisted like ripples, and a few seconds later, a handsome face with clear outlines and sharp lines appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Hongzheng's eyes widened fiercely, and he said in astonishment: "Yuan, Yuanshi Tianzun?!"

"Yuanshi Tianzun!!"

Zhao Feichen's slightly pale face also showed surprise and bewilderment, and then turned into anger and resentment.

It doesn't matter who the other party is, but he didn't expect that this young and strange star official turned out to be Yuanshi Tianzun in disguise.

He knew the name of this genius, not only did he know it, but he also watched the official group arena that day.

It's just that the corpse of Yuanshi Tianzun was obviously male at that time.

Zhang Yuanqing put away the disguise ring, stared at Zhao Hongzheng coldly, and said:
"My surname is Zhao, your son said that I will not be able to get out of Huadu today. I want to ask you now, do you dare to use force against me! How dare you fight a person who has made A-level meritorious service and several B-level meritorious deeds?" Do the official saints do it?"

Zhao Hongzheng's complexion suddenly became ugly, and his face sank like water.

He dare not, yes, dare not!
Yuanshi Tianzun is a genius cultivated by the government, even though he has just been punished by the headquarters, and even gossip spreads, some people in the headquarters are very dissatisfied with Yuanshi Tianzun's unruly behavior and think he is disobedient.

But Zhao Hongzheng still didn't dare.

Yuanshi Tianzun's name was too famous and his prestige was too high. The headquarters was dissatisfied with him. That was an internal matter of the Five Elements League. If Zhao Hongzheng dared to kill Yuanshi Tianzun, the Zhao family would tie him up and send him to the Songhai branch tomorrow.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Zhao Feichen again, and said with a sneer:
"Being born in the Zhao family, do you think you are noble? Just because of your background, you are worthy to challenge me? Just because of your strength, are you worthy of fighting me?"

Zhao Feichen's face turned red, his body convulsed unconsciously, and his breathing became heavy.

The contempt and disdain in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes deeply hurt his self-esteem.

After being extremely angry, the hostility and arrogance in his heart came to his heart instead. He asked himself, if the other party was Yuanshi Tianzun, would he still dare?

The answer is yes.

He dares!

If he knew that this was Yuanshi Tianzun, he would immediately notify the family to find a level 6 saint.

So what about Yuanshi Tianzun, as long as the timing is right, as long as the rules allow, I will definitely eat him.

And if he doesn't follow the rules, would Yuanshi Tianzun dare to not follow the rules with him?As a family in the spiritual realm that has been in existence for hundreds of years, the Zhao family is really not difficult to kill Yuanshi Tianzun.

In today's world, the master is not qualified to challenge the family of the spiritual realm, and only organizations of the same level or higher can deal with large organizations.

Zhao Feichen grinned ferociously:
"Why don't you dare! If you do it again, I will send a level 6 sage to kill you, the so-called official genius."

He had a grim expression on his face, and he laughed wildly, he couldn't tell whether it was his stubborn mouth, or he really dared to do so.

"well said!"

An old and calm voice came from outside the store, and everyone followed the prestige. The person who came was a gray-haired old man, wearing a decent Tang suit, wearing a pair of old cloth shoes, with a slightly bent back and hands behind his back.

He looks like a rich old man, without bodyguards around him, the only special thing is that he is old and weak, but his eyes are extraordinarily clear and energetic, hiding wisdom.

The old man stepped into the shop, looked at Zhao Feichen with a smile, and said:

"Although you are domineering, I have always liked this kind of old man. The son of a famous family, whether you behave humility, arrogance, or dude, it doesn't matter how you look. You must have arrogance in your bones. An arrogance that cannot be broken even if a bone is broken. This is the biggest difference between us and ordinary people."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zhao Hongzheng with implied displeasure, and said lightly:

"The Zhao family has survived for a hundred years, and they still have some foundations. A young man, did you scare you like this?"

Zhao Hongzheng lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Patriarch Zhao?" Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows.

"You can call me Zhao Wuye, my nickname when I was young. As for the taboo, you don't need to know." The old man looked at Zhang Yuanqing calmly, and said:
"I am not the Patriarch of the Zhao family, you Yuanshi Tianzun, you are not qualified to let my elder brother come forward in person."

"Fifth Uncle!" Zhao Feichen was overjoyed, glaring at Zhang Yuanqing viciously:
"Fifth Uncle wants to make the decision for me. This kid refines weapons at my aunt's place, and wraps up flint by himself. I can't blame anyone. I just picked up a leak. Business depends on one's own ability, but he held a grudge and broke my legs. I don't accept it." !

"Fifth Uncle, you also broke his leg, and then give me the props back."

Zhang Yuan said calmly:

"Then Zhao Wuye, how do you treat it?"

Although his tone was cold, he was secretly wary, every muscle in his body was tensing and exerting strength, and his adrenaline was soaring.

He couldn't sense the old man's breath.

It's a juggernaut.

"My grandson has already said, break your legs and hand over the props." The old man said with a smile:

"The official face still has to be given. If you take out the props yourself, the matter will be considered exposed."

"If I don't want to!" Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows.

"What does it have to do with you if I take your props?" The old man lightly lifted his old cloth shoes and stepped forward.

In an instant, a circle of gossip expanded from under his feet, encompassing the entire Wanbao House.

At this moment, Lian Sanyue chuckled lightly and said:
"Fifth Uncle, didn't you do some calculations before you came here?"

The old man frowned slightly, retracted his fallen foot, and the formation immediately dissipated.

He pondered for a moment, then took out three copper plates from his sleeve, closed his palms, shook them lightly, and then spread them out.

Seeing the hexagrams displayed on the three copper plates, his expression changed slightly.

Hexagram image: fierce!

The old man took a deep look at Yuanshi Tianzun, said nothing, turned around and said:
"Let's go!"

Zhao Hongzheng breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhao Feichen's face changed drastically, and he cried unwillingly:
"Fifth Uncle, Fifth Uncle"

Zhang Yuanqing sneered, stepped forward and kicked Zhao Feichen in the face.

"puff"

Zhao Feichen tilted his head, spewed out two front teeth, and his mouth was full of blood.

"Zhuzi!" Zhao Hongzheng was furious, stretched out his hand to grab the air, grabbed a golden bowl, and put it on Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing was prepared early in the morning, and a purple-gold hand cannon appeared in his hand, with a total length of [-] centimeters and a thick and long muzzle.

He happened to take you to test the gun. He held the gun with one hand, aimed at the golden bowl, and pulled the trigger.

The purple electric snake at the muzzle jumped, spit out a purple ball lightning the size of a fist, and rushed into the golden bowl with a howl.

"boom!"

The ball lightning exploded in the golden bowl, directly destroying this level 6 item, and violent shock waves swept all directions with high temperature.

Boom boom boom!
The masks on Zhao Hongzheng's body were shattered one after another, and the jade ring finger, necklace he was wearing, and the khaki beads he had just grabbed were all blown into powder one after another.

The thunderstorm cannon in Zhang Yuanqing's hand quickly turned into a round shield after ejecting a ball of lightning. He bent down and blocked his body and Zhao Feichen behind him.

The shock wave containing lightning exploded in the small room, and the shock wave swept across all directions.

Zhang Yuanqing groaned, unable to stand still, sat on Zhao Feichen's buttocks, and heard painful groans coming from under him.

Electric snakes were shot out from the surface of the impacted round shield, trying to bounce off the enemy, but there were no enemies in front.

At the same time, a dim purple light glowed on the outer edge of the round shield, which was the energy it accumulated after absorbing the attack energy.

On the walls and shelves of Lian Sanyue's small store, patterns were all lit up, blocking the shock wave and high temperature after the ball lightning exploded, so no flames ignited.

After a few seconds, everything was calm.

Zhao Hongzheng was sitting slumped on the ground, his skin was scorched black with blood red, and half of his left arm was blown off.

He stared at Zhang Yuanqing in shock, anger and bewilderment, "You, you want to kill me?"

Fuck, it turned out that the thunderstorm cannon was the most powerful, it was so dangerous that it almost sent him away Zhang Yuanqing was still afraid, but he felt happy.

With the Thunderstorm Cannon, he has the hole card for three Jedi counterattacks.

At this time, Zhao Feichen was already dying, and only half of his breath was left.

Zhang Yuanqing held the shield and said coldly:
"So what if I kill you! Your surname Zhao barks in front of me and wants to leave after slapping your ass? Get out now!"

Zhao Hongzheng's face twitched a few times, he stood up with difficulty, staggered towards the outside of the store, and ordered in a deep voice to his subordinates who were knocked down by the explosion:

"Take the young master away."

Several men in black who were not light in weight struggled to get up, carefully avoided Zhang Yuanqing, lifted Zhao Feichen whose life was hanging by a thread, and hurried away.

As soon as the Zhao family left, there was a strong wind blowing outside, and then the raindrops fell, soaking the road outside the store and splashing misty rain and fog.

Lian Sanyue stood in front of the cash register intact, tsk tsk said:

"Props in two forms? It really is the best, um, Zhao Feichen's guess must be right, this is still a regular prop."

"Barely counted, but not a particularly strong rule." Zhang Yuanqing said modestly, and quickly put away the props.

Lian Sanyue suddenly sneered and said:

"Do you know the rules in my shop? Those who do it without permission will die!"

Seeing that the young man a few meters away didn't panic at all, she smiled again:

"But you hurt the Zhao family. I'm in a good mood. I'll make an exception and forgive you."

Zhang Yuanqing bowed immediately: "Thank you Madam Boss."

After finishing speaking, he left the shop with Blood Qiangwei. At this time, it was raining like a torrential rain. Along with the strong wind, big raindrops slanted into the alley, soaking the clothes of the two of them.

The drainage system in the alley was rough, and shallow puddles formed on both sides of the road in just a few minutes.

Zhang Yuanqing left Wanbao House and within a few steps, he suddenly heard scorching thunder billowing above his head, and then a thick bolt of lightning struck down on the top of his head.

Oops, I forgot the price of the thunderstorm cannon. Zhang Yuanqing's body stiffened violently, twitching violently, his hair stood on end, and the flesh on his cheeks was burnt black in an instant, with blood gushing out.

He froze in place for a few seconds before his tense body relaxed in a panic. He only felt severe pain all over his body, and a large area of ​​cells died from the lightning strike.

It wasn't enough to kill him, but it did hurt him badly.

Zhang Yuanqing, the legendary pretender who was struck by lightning, simply wiped the scorched black on his face, and continued walking with Blood Qiangwei.

Zhang Yuanqing turned a corner and saw a figure standing in front of him.

He was dressed in straight white clothes, holding a big black umbrella, standing in the wind and rain, standing in the alley, his eyes calmly watching the front.

The thunderstorm in summer is very urgent, but he is very quiet, and seems out of tune with the muddy world.

Standing there, it was an unspeakable scenery.

Zhang Yuanqing left the Yin Corpse behind and ran over with a smile all over his face:

"Boss, you are here!"

He had expected this.

Lian Sanyue is a trustworthy person, since he received the money, he will definitely do things.

Fu Qingyang is a short-sighted person, as long as he receives a text message, he will definitely come over.

Even March's reminder to Zhao Wuye just now, and Zhao Wuye's sudden change of mind and quick departure all proved that Fu Qingyang was nearby.

This is why Zhang Yuanqing just beat Zhao Feichen and pulled the trigger on Zhao Hongzheng.

He has confidence.

Fu Qingyang nodded slightly, and said lightly:
"Why are you in such a mess?"

"It's the price of the props, boss, I have refined a top-quality prop, I'll show you later." Zhang Yuanqing flattered his face.

"Not interested in."

"I know you have no shortage of props, but this prop is really the best."

"Don't talk nonsense, hold an umbrella."

"Ok!"

With a word, the two gradually moved away and disappeared into the alley.

Wanbao House.

Lian Sanyue stood behind the cash register, staring coldly at the old man in the shop.

Like Mr. Zhao Wuye, this old man was dressed in an elegant Tang suit and old cloth shoes, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch with both hands, and staring at Lian Sanyue, who was facing an enemy, with indifferent eyes.

He is of medium height, with gorgeous hair, a wrinkled face, and a bright red mole between his eyebrows.

It's hard to say how rich the face is.

"I've heard about Chen'er." The old man said indifferently, "How did he offend you?"

Lian Sanyue snorted:
"I'm helping you teach your grandson. Zhao Feichen is high and powerful. He has been the emperor of Huadu for more than ten years, so he really thinks he can be lawless? Fortunately, he met Yuanshi Tianzun today. If he was an evil profession, he would have died.

"I just want to take this opportunity to let him know that his pitifully weak talent is nothing compared to the real Chosen One."

The old man sighed and said bluntly: "You are jealous of him."

Lian Sanyue giggled coquettishly, but there was no smile in her beautiful eyes, only hatred and sadness, "Zhao Wudi, Zhao Wudi, are you still as self-righteous and jealous as before? He doesn't deserve it, and you don't deserve it. I just hate He hates you even more."

The old man was silent for a few seconds, and said slowly:

"Don't be an example. If you dare to be unfavorable to Chen'er again, don't blame me for not thinking about the love between father and daughter."

Lian Sanyue sneered and said, "You'd better not read it. When I reach level 9, I will be the first to take your life."

The old man didn't respond, turned around, took a step, and disappeared into Wanbao House.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuanqing quietly returned to Huadu again.

He didn't buy a plane ticket this time, because it would leave a record. He used night tours and illusions to get on a plane and flew from Songhai to Huadu.

He wanted to find Lian Sanyue to find out about Brother Bing.

Originally, Zhang Yuanqing's plan was to get online with the craftsman first, and after a while, change his identity to inquire about information.

But after getting in touch, he felt that there was no need to be so troublesome.

Zhang Yuanqing originally thought that Lian Sanyue was the leader of some non-governmental organization, so he didn't dare to change his appearance immediately after Yuanshi Tianzun approached him to find out about Brother Bing.

That would inevitably lead to suspicion.

But the fact is that Wanbaowu belongs to the black market, information distribution center, and prop sales point.

A "bazaar", people come anytime and anywhere, how could they suspect him.

However, to be on the safe side, he didn't use the disguise ring, but put on a perfect human skin and turned into a pure passerby.

Return to Wanbao House along the familiar path. This time, Wanbao House is a closed shop and abandoned for many years in his eyes.

The perfect human skin is grafted with cause and effect, making him completely a passer-by, and passers-by do not possess extraordinary abilities.

So he couldn't see through the illusion.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward and slammed his head into the closed shop door. Not surprisingly, he easily walked in.

The small shop was lit with warm lights, and at the cash register, Lian Sanyue sat silently, holding an exhausted lady's cigarette in his hand.

Why is this woman in a daze!
Zhang Yuanqing moved closer.

Lian Sanyue looked up and said lightly:
"Closed, no business."

Zhang Yuanqing's voice was hoarse, as if phlegm was stuck in his throat, and he said, "I'm not going to enter your gang dungeon, I just want to ask you for some news."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)