"Yang Dianfeng, how many of these Italian cannons do you have?" Ji Yourong suddenly asked.

Yang Zhen turned his head and looked at Ji Yourong with curiosity, and said, "Do you want it? If you want it, just tell me. If you want it but don't tell me, how can I know you want it? Even if I know you want it and I want to give it to you, I don't know if you will still want it after I give it to you."

Ji Yourong was stunned. After she reacted, she glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Tell me, how many crystals can you give me?"

"This thing is not valuable. If you want it, I'll give it to you. But do you really want it? You haven't answered my question yet, which makes it very difficult for me to do it."

The group of people around were confused by Yang Zhen's almost rap-like words, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Seeing Ji Yourong was really confused, Yang Zhen hurriedly threw a Zhen Yuan Cannon at her. Yang Zhen was really afraid that Ji Yourong would be pissed off by him. If he just left like that, who would he show off to? Pah, whether he showed off or not was secondary. The main thing was that if Ji Yourong was really pissed off by Yang Zhen, he would not be able to attract the attention of Tianxue Holy Land, and Yang Zhen would not be able to get the pair of wings from Tianxue Holy Land.

Seeing that Yang Zhen actually gave it to him as soon as he said so, Ji Yourong quickly reached out to take it, looking at Yang Zhen in a panic. After reacting, he hurriedly asked, "How do I use this Italian cannon?"

"Just control it with your mind." Yang Zhen said without turning his head.

"Intention?" Ji Yourong was stunned: "What is intention?"

“It’s the spiritual consciousness!” Yang Zhen raised his hand and fired a shot, immediately clearing a path, making everyone excited.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Dianfeng, do you still have this kind of Italian cannon? I am willing to buy it with a purple crystal!"

"One purple crystal?" The others looked at him with disdain and said to Yang Zhen in a hurry, "Daoyou Yang Dianfeng, how can this kind of divine weapon be bought with just one purple crystal? I am willing to pay ten purple crystals to buy one."

"Fifty. I am willing to use fifty purple crystals to buy one."

"Are you kidding me?" A guy who looked rich said to Yang Zhen while resisting the attack of other black puppets: "Fellow Daoist Yang Dianfeng, I am willing to pay a hundred purple crystals to buy an Italian cannon. Damn it, your Italian cannon is so cool. If I don't like someone in the future, I can shoot him with a cannon and he won't even recognize me!"

Everyone was amused by the man's vulgar words, and almost everyone looked at Yang Zhen and this upstart with envy.

Yang Zhen was also happy, then shook his head and said, "No more, but I have been to Yang Zhen's village, and maybe I will go there again in the future. Let's leave contact information after we go out. I will contact you as soon as I have the goods."

"Okay, okay, my name is Fei Jiehe, fellow Daoist Yang Dianfeng, please don't forget me."

Tuberculosis? Damn, what kind of fancy names are these? Yang Zhen was about to speak when a loud buzzing sound suddenly came from his side. A thick and large beam of light rushed across and blasted away all the black puppets that rushed up.

Hiss! Everyone looked at Ji Yourong in doubt. They didn't expect that the true energy in Ji Yourong's body was so terrifying. The true energy cannon he released was even more powerful than Yang Zhen's.

Yang Zhen curled his lips. This woman is good at everything except that she does everything methodically. Is it necessary to fight so hard to kill a black puppet? This shot is powerful, but the amount of energy wasted is too terrifying. I really don't know how much energy this woman has in her body to allow her to squander like this.

Just as everyone was shocked by the power of the Italian cannon, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd: "Look, those people from the Tianxue Holy Land have stopped."

"What else can we do? We must have discovered the power of the Italian guns and wanted to stop and fight with us."

"This is too arrogant. They actually want to rob us. Fellow Daoist Yang Dianfeng, Miss Ji, don't worry. You two can just fire Italian artillery at the front. If the people from the Tianxue Holy Land dare to mess around, we will be the first to stop them."

"Yes, these two Italian cannons are related to our life and death, we can't just give them up like this."

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, looking at the people from Tianxue Holy Land who were getting closer and closer as if they were the enemies who killed their father.

Ji Yourong looked at Yang Zhen meaningfully, and when she saw the indifferent expression on Yang Zhen's face, she was stunned for a moment, and a hint of interest appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. This woman was finally interested in this naughty man.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen couldn't help but glance at Yang Zhen, who had become the most popular person in the crowd. It was obvious that the more famous you were, the easier it would be to succeed in picking up girls. Yang Dianfeng, an unknown person, hadn't he attracted the attention of Ji Yourong and the disciples of the Tianxue Holy Land? Boom! Yang Zhen fired a cannon and accidentally hit the disciples of the Tianxue Holy Land, scaring everyone into a panic.

"Damn it!" Yang Zhen was startled and said to those people in a hurry: "I'm sorry, I missed the target. Everyone, now that things have come to this, Yang has to criticize you a little. There is such a big place here, why don't you go anywhere else but hit my Italian cannon."

Everyone in the Tianxue Holy Land was speechless and filled with anger. One of the disciples who looked very reckless was about to shout but was stopped by the young man.

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The young man was covered with a light curtain. Whenever a black puppet rushed over, he would chop it off with a knife, and the black puppet would be beheaded. He stared at Yang Zhen, but ignored him. Instead, he said to Ji Yourong, "Junior Sister Ji, where did you get this Zhenyuan Cannon?"

Ji... Junior Sister? Yang Zhen's eyes widened. This Ji Yourong was indeed from the Tianxue Holy Land. This could explain why these arrogant guys were so easily persuaded to leave by Yang Zhen.

It turned out that she was not unwilling to confront Yang Zhen, but because she saw Junior Sister Ji Yourong was present, she gave her face and did not reveal her identity.

Now that they had seen the Italian cannon, these people obviously no longer cared about helping Ji Yourong conceal his identity, and only then did they start asking.

Ji Yourong glanced at the young man, sighed, and said, "Brother Lu, this Italian cannon was bought by Daoist Yang Dianfeng at the entrance of Yang Zhen's village."

"What?" Senior Brother Lu looked at Yang Zhen with a dazed look on his face, and then looked at Yang Zhen, who was a high-ranking official, and muttered to himself, "What kind of village has this kind of Zhen Yuan Cannon? Could it be that this village was a place where powerful people from the Shangheng period lived in seclusion? Is there a great master of refining weapons among them?"

Hearing Brother Lu's mumbling, everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Even Yang Zhen himself almost believed it.

I wonder, if there really is such a village, how miserable would it be? (End of this chapter)