"Old thing, you finally sold an item today, hurry up and pay your taxes."

The disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect were extremely arrogant, and one of the disciples pointed at the rickety old man and said fiercely.

"Senior brothers, the old man just opened today, and he just sold a dead branch, and he only earned a hundred immortal spirit stones, see if you can be accommodating, and wait for the old man to buy some items and pay taxes."

The rickety old man's face changed, and he pleaded and said to the disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect.

With his pale appearance and age, he is much older than these disciples of the Holy Pole Gate, but he calls those disciples of the Holy Pole Sect Senior Brother, which shows how domineering and arrogant this Saint Pole Sect is in this Jialanxing.

Ding Xiaoyi just looked at all this coldly, he knew that this information square was built by the Holy Pole Gate, and every explorer who set up a stall in this square had to pay a certain tax.

Each transaction is also subject to a proportional tax.

The rickety old man only had some ordinary spiritual weapons, and he didn't make any deals, and he happened to meet Ding Xiaoyi today, which gave him his first deal.

"No, how many days have you occupied this son here, you didn't reach a single deal a few days ago, and we didn't complete the task, today you completed the first transaction, we will collect you a thousand fairy spirit stones." To make up for our losses in the previous days, hurry up and hand it over. ”

A disciple of the Holy Extreme Sect ignored the pleading of the rickety old man, and he said unceremoniously.

"Senior brothers, the old man only sold a hundred immortal spirit stones, how can you collect a thousand immortal spirit stones."

When the old man heard this, his face changed, and he pleaded with the disciple of the Holy Pole Gate again.

"We don't care, you didn't have a transaction in the first few times, so we collected the least tax, we were scolded by the deacon elders, today you have completed a transaction, you have to pay taxes, a thousand fairy spirit stones are not enough."

The disciple of the Holy Rank Sect had a resentful expression on his face, and he scolded the rickety old man.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was already full of anger, and the other teammates also went to Qian's booth, and he looked at these Saint Pole Sect disciples coldly.

"A few senior brothers, there really aren't so many immortal spirit stones here, can you be accommodating, and wait for the old man to sell these spiritual weapons before paying taxes."

The stiff old man's face showed a helpless expression when he heard this, and he pleaded with the disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect again.

"Hurry up, we have to go to other stalls to collect taxes." The disciples of the Holy Pole Sect were a little impatient, and they kept urging the rickety old man.

The old man's face turned dead, and he shuddered as he removed his storage bag, and his hands trembled.

A dazzling white glow emerged.

I saw a pile of fairy spirit stones appear in the palm of the rickety old man, and he was extremely unwilling to hand over the pile of fairy spirit stones to those saint-level disciples.

With a flick of the sleeves of the Holy Extreme Sect disciple, all the pile of immortal spirit stones were submerged into his storage bag.

"Old fellow, why is there a fairy spirit stone missing?"

After taking away the pile of immortal spirit stones, the face of the Holy Extreme Sect disciple changed, and he angrily reprimanded the rickety old man.

"Senior brother, the old decay really doesn't have a fairy spirit stone, please let the old decay go."

The old man knelt down directly and pleaded with the disciple of the Holy Pole Gate.

"Old thing, bring your storage bag!" The disciple of the Holy Pole Sect who had received the old man's immortal spirit stone ordered viciously to the old man.

"I beg you, this is my granddaughter's life-saving fairy spirit stone, if there is no fairy spirit stone, my granddaughter will die."

The old man directly kowtowed to the disciples of the Holy Pole Sect and pleaded.

However, the disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect were unmoved, and one of the disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect sucked the old man's storage bag over with one palm.

"You guys are too much, he only made a transaction, and if he earns a hundred fairy spirit stones, you will charge him a tax of one thousand fairy spirit stones, and you are still not human?"

Ding Xiaoyi stared a little and directly broke the suction in the palm of the Holy Pole Sect disciple.

He angrily scolded the disciples of the Holy Pole Sect.

Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi's suction on his palm was broken by Ding Xiaoyi, the disciple of the Holy Pole Sect's face changed.

"Boy, Lao Tzu didn't trouble you, you still dare to destroy Lao Tzu's good deeds, you haven't paid taxes yet, pay 10,000 fairy spirit stones quickly."

The disciple of the Holy Pole Sect showed a cruel look on his face, and he said angrily to Ding Xiaoyi.

"This little friend is buying something here for the first time, isn't it okay?"

When the rickety old man heard the arrogant words of those disciples of the Holy Pole Sect, he hurriedly defended Ding Xiaoyi.

"Old thing, your own business hasn't been settled yet, I'll look for you later."

A disciple of the Holy Extreme Sect said viciously to the old man again, causing the old man to kneel on the ground and tremble uncontrollably.

The explorers of the other stalls also watched all this in horror, fearing that the plague gods would find trouble for themselves.

"10,000 fairy spirit stones, I have fairy spirit stones here, but my fairy spirit stones are not for beasts."

Ding Xiaoyi patted the Qiankun bag, only to see a dazzling white light rising, and his palm was holding the crystal clear fairy spirit stone.

When those saint-level disciples saw the pile of immortal spirit stones in Ding Xiaoyi's palms, their eyes flashed with greed, and their faces showed ecstatic expressions.

"Boy, count you as acquaintance," the Holy Pole Sect disciple didn't notice Ding Xiaoyi's words, he was completely attracted by the pile of fairy spirit stones held by Ding Xiaoyi's palm.

He flicked his sleeves and tried to put the pile of fairy stones into his storage bag.

But the pile of fairy spirit stones did not move at all, and they were still held by the cloth-clothed young man.

"I said, my fairy spirit stone is not for beasts." Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a harmless smile, and he said to the disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect again.

"Boy, you're kidding us, aren't you?" The disciple of the Holy Extreme Sect tried several times in a row, but he couldn't put the immortal spirit stone in Ding Xiaoyi's palm into his storage bag.

He scolded Ding Xiaoyi angrily.

"Senior brother, do you want to abolish this kid, this is 10,000 immortal spirit stones."

A Saint Pole Sect disciple showed a cruel smile to Ding Xiaoyi, and he said to another Saint Pole Sect disciple.

"This kid is in the way of our law enforcement, we can cut it first." The Saint Extreme Sect disciple's face showed a ruthless expression, and he said coldly to his fellow disciples.

Ding Xiaoyi sneered in his heart, only to see those disciples of the Holy Pole Sect raise the weapons in their hands and directly display their tricks to slash at Ding Xiaoyi.

They were sure that Ding Xiaoyi would not dare to resist, because this was the territory of the Saint-level Gate.

No matter who it is, it is impossible to make trouble in the territory of the Holy Gate.

Although their cultivation is mediocre, they have the support of the Holy Pole Gate behind them, which is why they are so unscrupulous.

I saw several sharp sharp edges coming towards Ding Xiaoyi's body, and their faces showed ecstasy.

This young man casually took out 10,000 fairy spirit stones, which shows that this young man has a lot of fairy spirit stones, and these wealth will eventually fall into their hands.

Just when these Saint Extreme Sect disciples were secretly happy in their hearts, they saw that the young man curled his fingers and condensed, and a brilliant sword light condensed.

Then the cloth-clothed boy flicked his fingers, and several brilliant sword rays shot towards the blades in their hands.

Seeing the cloth-clothed young man behaving like this, these Holy Pole Sect disciples were extremely disdainful in their hearts.

Even if the young man wanted to resist and be able to block their killing moves with that Dao sword, it was simply a fool's dream.

Afterwards, those few Saint Pole Sect disciples only felt that time seemed to freeze in that instant.

Their blades could no longer advance half a minute.

The swords struck directly at the blades in their hands.

They saw a terrifying sword bolt pierce through their blades, and then annihilated the void between them and the young man, shooting towards their brows.

They wanted to avoid the terrifying sword rays that shot in, but they found that they seemed to be imprisoned by the majestic sword intent.

Their eyes finally showed a look of horror, and their faces turned extremely pale.

The sword continued to expand in their line of sight, obscuring their vision.