"Fellow Daoist Yang, is your... village such a place?"
The high-end Yang Zhen had a confused look on his face and it looked like he could hardly pretend any longer. How could he know whether Yang Zhen’s village was the retreat of the strong men in the Shangheng period? Damn it, he was just a fake that was not even a high imitation.
Yang Zhen saw that Gao Pei Yang Zhen was about to reveal his true colors, so he said with a smile: "What does he know? I've been there several times, and the old guys in the village are almost lying in their coffins. They can't be big shots. But the blacksmith at the entrance of the village seems to be very powerful."
"A blacksmith?" Senior Brother Lu exclaimed, "Is that really the weapon refining grandmaster?"
Yang Zhen looked at Senior Brother Lu who liked to imagine things with a strange look on his face, shook his head and said, "I don't know if he is a master of refining weapons. I only know that the sloppy guy is called... Tony, and his favorite thing is not to refine the true essence cannon, but to tinker with a kind of battle armor!"
"Tony?" Senior Brother Lu was confused: "What kind of weird name is this?"
Obviously, Senior Brother Lu was far less interested in Tony than the Italian cannon. After asking, without waiting for Yang Zhen to answer, he looked at the Italian cannon in Yang Zhen's hand and said, "Your name is Yang Dianfeng, right? How did you sell this Italian cannon to Junior Sister Ji? I want one too. What's your price?"
Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "Priceless treasure!"
"What?" Senior Brother Lu's face turned pale. He glanced at Ji Yourong and asked in a deep voice, "Since it is a priceless treasure, how did Junior Sister Ji get it from you?"
Seeing the energy waves from Senior Brother Lu, even the black puppets that were rushing towards him hesitated. The rest of the people were horrified, and some even exclaimed, "Mahayana stage!"
Even Yang Zhen had never thought that this well-dressed fellow in front of him was actually a powerful man in the Mahayana period. He was immediately shocked and felt a pang in his heart.
The sound of a slap in the face.
"Oh my, I'm so scared. If you say you want to sell it, I will sell it. Wouldn't I lose face?" Yang Zhen stretched out his hand and raised the Italian cannon, accidentally aiming it at Senior Brother Lu, which scared Senior Brother Lu.
"Ask this Italian cannon in my hand, is it willing to follow you?"
Brother Lu was relieved when he saw that Yang Zhen did not fire. A playful look flashed across his face and he said, "How do you know it doesn't want to follow me?"
At this time, Ji Yourong suddenly stepped forward, frowned and said, "Brother Lu, you are going too far."
Senior Brother Lu's expression froze, he glanced at Ji Yourong, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, you are too polite. I just wanted to buy the Italian cannon in Yang Dianfeng's hand. You also saw that his attitude was quite bad. It was obvious that he did not take our Tianxue Holy Land seriously. Maybe he was cursing me in his heart. What's more, he might even curse the Tianxue Holy Land in his heart."
Yang Zhen widened his eyes, looking at Senior Brother Lu in amazement. His ability to put labels on people was almost catching up with his. Damn, it was indeed the Tianxue Holy Land. They were so arrogant.
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in shock and doubt, fearing that Yang Zhen would get upset and fire a cannon at Senior Brother Lu.
No one present was sure whether the Italian cannon could kill Senior Brother Lu, but if Yang Zhen really fired the cannon, he would be almost dead.
Ji Yourong looked solemn as she looked at Yang Zhen quietly without saying anything else. It was obvious that she was also curious about how Yang Zhen would handle this matter.
For a moment, except for those cultivators who had to deal with the black puppet group from time to time, all other cultivators' eyes fell on Yang Zhen.
Seeing this, Yang Zhen sighed, turned around and said to the mean cat on his shoulder who was still squinting his eyes and watching the show: "I am a low-key person, but the wind does not stop when the tree wants to be quiet. Mean cat, what do you think I should do in this situation?"
A cheap cat? A slutty saint?
After hearing Yang Zhen's words, most of the people present were stunned and looked at Yang Zhen with uncertainty.
Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened, his whole body shook, and even the hen on his shoulder fell to the ground, and was accidentally swallowed by the black puppet.
After hearing these two words, no one present was stupid and they could guess what was happening.
Most people looked at Gao Pei Yang Zhen, and saw the hen on Gao Pei Yang Zhen's shoulder fall to the ground, clucking and struggling, and being swallowed by the black puppet. Everyone's mouth corners began to twitch.
Is this a slutty chicken?
If Saoji died so easily, then Yang Zhen would not be Yang Zhen.
Seeing the awkward yet polite smile on Yang Zhen's face, everyone turned their eyes to Yang Zhen again. Some people were even slapped on the buttocks by Hei Kui because they were too surprised, and their buttocks were immediately broken into two.
"You are Yang Zhen?" A hint of surprise flashed across Senior Brother Lu's face, and then his eyes became playful: "So you are the real Yang Zhen. Why are you afraid of being recognized and hiding in the crowd and not daring to show your true face? Yang Dianfeng, hehe..."
Senior Brother Lu's attitude was extremely arrogant and sarcastic, but everyone present was shocked to find that Yang Zhen seemed to have turned a deaf ear to him and looked at the mean cat with an embarrassed expression.
Seeing that he couldn't pretend anymore, the mean cat rolled his eyes and said, "Damn it, don't you have any idea what to do? You still come to ask me, do you have to be so mean?"
The mean cat...spoke!
When everyone heard Jianmao speak, their eyes lit up, even Ji Yourong was surprised, with disbelief flashing in her eyes, she looked at Yang Zhen in astonishment.
Yang Zhen grinned and said, "I am doing this to liven up the atmosphere and enhance the show effect!"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen slowly raised his hand, and an Italian cannon was aimed at Senior Brother Lu.
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Senior Brother Lu's expression changed for the first time. He looked at Yang Zhen in doubt and said, "Yang Zhen, do you know what you are doing... Shit!"
Boom! A loud noise that shook the earth was heard, and everyone's heart stopped for a moment, looking at Yang Zhen in confusion.
The cannon was fired, it was actually fired, Yang Zhen...really fired!
Without even a greeting, Yang Zhen actually said to fire! Damn, that's the heir of the Tianxue Holy Land, and it seems that among these Tianxue Holy Land disciples, his status is not low, and he is even a senior brother-level figure.
What made it even more unbelievable was that Senior Brother Lu was a Mahayana expert! Mahayana!
Yang Zhen, that bastard, actually fired like that!
The terrifying light rushed towards the distance. Senior Brother Lu was startled and quickly shrank his neck. As expected, he was a powerful Mahayana master. At the moment of life and death, he actually dodged Yang Zhen's fatal shot.
Although he dodged it, he only dodged the word "fatal". The hit still happened.
After a dazzling flash of light, Senior Brother Lu touched his head which was a little cold... his hair was gone! Not completely, but it looked like someone had shaved his head, leaving a big bald head with hair on the sides and a bald spot in the middle.
"Wow!" The mean cat jumped up in amazement, pointed at Senior Brother Lu who was still touching his head with a confused look on his face and said, "This shape is good!"
Everyone was startled by the sudden shout of Jianmao. After hearing it clearly and looking above Senior Brother Lu's head, most of them couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the black puppet almost broke through the defense circle.
Even Ji Yourong pursed her lips tightly, obviously trying to suppress a smile, and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression.
"Yang! Really!!!"
Senior Brother Lu roared, his face darkening like a ferocious beast that had been abused by something a hundred times.
Fifth watch! Fifth watch!!!
Just asking, isn’t it awesome?
(End of this chapter)