Fan Xiaoling followed her, chin up, with a proud look on her face, "We will never bring shame to the firm!" So far, all the heavenly masters in the country have been deeply impressed by Wuyou Firm. They are so powerful and can fight against opponents of higher levels. This is incredible.

Afterwards, the sorcerer from Country T came to the fore with strange and unpredictable methods, defeating several Heavenly Masters one after another. Finally, he turned his eyes to the place where the Carefree Office was located, and said in not very standard Chinese: "I want to challenge you."

Mingren rolled up his sleeves and was about to go, but Feng Ce said, "I'll go."

Everyone looked at him, "Aren't you supposed to be unable to do anything?"

Feng Ce said calmly, "I can defend myself." He stepped forward and said expressionlessly, "As long as you can break my defense, I lose."

The sorcerer frowned, feeling that he was looked down upon, and immediately his face darkened, and he used the most ferocious ghost magic. He muttered something, and finally threw out two small puppets, which turned into two ghost dolls, a man and a woman, as they landed.

The ghost doll opened its mouth full of sharp teeth and rushed towards Feng Ce screaming “Ahhhhh”.

Feng Ce glanced at the ghost doll indifferently without making any move, only slightly exuding a little bit of the aura of the King of Fengdu.

The two ghost dolls froze when they felt it, then retreated cautiously step by step until they reached the side of the sorcerer, turned into two puppets again, and started playing dead.

The sorcerer was confused and tried to activate it again, but the ghost doll did not come out.

“Is this the end?”

The sorcerer looked at Feng Ce, who looked calm, and felt that he was mocking him. But for some reason, the ghost spell just couldn't work! He could only resort to the flying head spell.

In full view of everyone, the sorcerer's head was separated from his body and flew up.

There were exclamations everywhere. Those who had never seen a head-falling technique showed a look of shock. Some people even asked, is the head-falling technique master alive or dead? Wen Qi also saw it for the first time. She carefully sensed that the head-falling technique master was still alive. This was too magical. How could he maintain vitality even though his head and body were separated? The flying head flew rapidly towards Feng Ce, but when it was about one meter away from the latter, it hit a transparent barrier with a "bang".

Fei Tou let out a scream, was flung away, and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

Wen Qi clearly saw that the broken end was covered with stones! Can it be put back? The flying head flew up again, blood gushed out of the broken end, washing away all the stones, and then flew in front of Feng Ce again, and spit out a red weapon from its mouth. Looking closely, it was actually a dart condensed from blood.

Of course, this dart fired at close range still failed to break the transparent barrier.

Feitou probably had no other choice. He took a deep look at Feng Ce, flew back and pressed on his body, and then the broken part disappeared. The head-dressing master twisted his neck and said, "I admit defeat. You are very powerful."

Everyone: ??? That's it? Are you here to perform acrobatics?

After the sorcerer left, everyone was filled with anger. Five heavenly masters walked out at once, not including those who saw others coming on stage and retreated.

Feng Ce put one hand in his pocket, stood there leisurely, and said calmly: "It's okay if we both attack. Whoever breaks my defense first wins."

The five Heavenly Masters looked at each other, their fighting spirits aroused. They stood in five different positions and launched attacks almost simultaneously. Feng Ce was completely overwhelmed by all kinds of attacks.

“Oh, it’s not an exaggeration to call it the most spectacular scene of the exchange meeting, right?” Mingren said jokingly, “Boss Feng is also famous in the world of Heavenly Masters.”

Wen Qi smiled, "Does our President Feng need this little bit of popularity?"

Tong Feinian, who had finally taken care of himself, glanced at Wen Qi and the others and asked doubtfully, "Aren't they afraid that something might happen to President Feng?"

Han Zhen shook his head. "Nothing will happen. They can't break through Mr. Feng's defense."

Tong Feinian was even more confused. The scale of this attack was already so large, but it still couldn't break his defense? How abnormal must that be!

Especially Chen Guanli, he believed that his defense was the best in the world of metaphysics, but when he saw Feng Ce, whose hair was not even out of place, he became a little unsure.

Who is this man? Hiss, fortunately I didn't continue to execute the plan impulsively, there are more obstacles than just Wen Qi! Chen Guanli was extremely grateful, but at the same time he felt that he had not been out of the mountain for too long, and the outside world had changed so much that he could not keep up.

At this point, everyone else also acknowledged Feng Ce's strength and no longer stepped forward to challenge him.

The entire exchange meeting lasted for a day and a night, until everyone had gone up to exchange ideas, and even the unconscious Taoist priest had woken up, and the exchange meeting came to an end.

Before the end, Chen Guanli said: "I'm sorry that the preparations for this conference were a bit hasty, but I believe that the next time the conference is held, it will be perfect. Thank you all for coming and I wish you all a happy life."

Even after getting in the car, Fan Xiaoling still felt it was unreal. "Just leaving like this? It's over?"

Wen Qi chuckled, "What else? Do you still want to start a war?"

Fan Xiaoling touched her nose and said, "I am indeed ready for war."

It's rare, Feng Ce added, "It's a pity that we missed out on such a good refining material."

Wen Qi was speechless, "With Chen Guanli's hardness, can you chop him?"

Feng Ce raised his eyebrows, "How do you know if you don't try?"

Tong Feinian who was sitting at the back couldn't help but curl her lips. She was so arrogant. She admitted that Feng Ce's defense was very strong, but that didn't mean his attack was equally strong. She even attacked Chen Guanli and boasted without thinking.

Just as she finished her complaints, she heard Taoist Master Xuwu say with a smile: "If it were Mr. Feng, he would definitely be able to do it."

"That requires a magical weapon that suits you." Wen Qi said. She had known Feng Ce for such a long time, but she had never seen him use a magical weapon.

Feng Ce turned his head to look at her, "Don't you know I have a magic weapon?"

Wen Qi's eyes widened, "You didn't even show it to me!"

Feng Ce said, "Tsk, let's talk about it when we get back."

"Do you want to continue your journey?" Mingren asked, "Or do you want to return to Yunhai with us?"

Wen Qi was still staring at Feng Ce, but he replied, "Keep going, our destination is Yunhai, and we'll be home in about a month."

Ning Guochao suddenly said, "This year's ghost market is about to start, do you want to go shopping?"

Wen Qi was a little interested. "I've only heard of it before, but never been there. Where is the ghost market?"

"There is no fixed location." Feng Ce explained: "The ghost market is a different space. As long as you know how to open the door, you can enter."

Ning Guochao reminded: "Before entering the ghost market, remember to leave your soul. You can't enter with your body. And you must cover up the breath of the living soul on your body, otherwise it will be easy to be chased by ghosts."

Along the way, everyone was discussing their previous experiences at the ghost market. Taoist Master Xuwu was not to be mentioned, as he was tired of going there, as it was almost the same every year, with nothing new. Han Zhen and Ning Guochao had also been there several times before, and they had exchanged a lot of good things.

After arriving in the city, everyone went back to the hotel to rest and took a plane back to Yunhai the next day. Before leaving, they made an appointment to meet again at the Ghost Market.