The old man standing beside the City Lord of Zhou looked at Zhuge Chen and smiled contemptuously, and then said: "I thought it was a cultivator who could make the old man thunder in the rivers and lakes elsewhere, but I never thought that it was a hairy boy who had not dried up. If I had known this, I wouldn't have come with City Lord Zhou. ”

When the City Lord Zhou heard this, he hurriedly said: "I implore the immortal master, you must help and never suffer in the future." Otherwise, if the other party is allowed to come back after dormant for more than ten years, it will be another catastrophe in this city!"

The old man opened his mouth and said: "The city lord can rest assured that since the old man has come here, he will never stand idly by. As for that kid, the city lord is optimistic that he will be able to make him kneel on the ground in less than ten rounds!"

Approaching dusk, the lights were lit up on both sides of the long street. It happened that the shopkeeper of the restaurant also walked out of it, and when he saw the tense situation, he hurriedly shrank back. But because of curiosity, he still poked his head out. In fact, no matter who wins on both sides, it doesn't matter much to him, the restaurant is already a century-old brand, and the people in the city recognize it, and they are willing to come here to drink and eat. Even if someone else changes in the city lord's mansion, he can still make money, at most, he will send a few more pots of wine that he is reluctant to drink during the New Year's holidays, and he will have a good relationship with others.

Therefore, those who have a very high status, the shopkeeper does not have extravagant expectations at all. Although he has power in his hands, the whole person will be refreshed. But as long as you are used to ordinary but not very ordinary days, there is no need to strive for earth-shaking changes.

Zhuge Chen turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, and said: "Shopkeeper, warm two pots of good wine, and when I solve the old man who is not ashamed, I have to drink a few glasses." ”

Immediately, he gave the rich merchant another look and asked the other party to return to the restaurant, otherwise he would have no time to protect the other party after a while.

The rich merchant was not stupid, he first walked into the restaurant and closed the accounts of the jugs of wine, and then sat on the chair and did not pay attention to the outside. After seeing Zhuge Chen's skills in the fishing village, he still has a lot of confidence in the other party.

The shopkeeper stepped forward and asked, "The one on the long street is your son?" You are blessed with that old brother, just by looking at it, you can see that you are a rich man, and if your son is a cultivator, you will be able to keep the family business. Unlike me, I have worked hard for nearly a lifetime, but I just saved this restaurant and the people in the city are used to coming here. But all the daughters she gave birth to were daughters, and after marrying someone else, this restaurant couldn't keep up with her surname in the future, and it would eventually fall into the hands of others. ”

The rich merchant's face showed horror, and when the shopkeeper had finished his tirade, he hurriedly said: "I said the shopkeeper, don't you know the truth that misfortune comes from his mouth? How can you tell that the one on the long street is my son? The man is rich and handsome, how can I be compared with a mortal? I can't hide it, we just met in the water. It's also a loss to take a ferry, otherwise in my life, where can I deal with such a fairy figure?"

The shopkeeper nodded slightly, pretending to be a strange expression. Then he went to the back kitchen and prepared the wine according to Zhuge Chen's got.

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Zhuge Chen narrowed his eyes and kept spinning the peachwood sword in his hand, as if he didn't put the old man in his eyes. He is really too lazy to rely on the other party's qi to deduce the realm, there is no need for this. In a small city, could it be that there are still cultivators in the realm of the Dao Realm? When did these two words appear everywhere, so worthless?

He chuckled and shook his head, for he had not looked at the old man from beginning to end.

The old man did not approach Zhuge Chen directly, and it seemed that he was also very experienced in catching and killing people. First, he released a wisp of his qi and deliberately eliminated all the killing intent in it, wanting to use it to test the young people who were not far away. And Zhuge Chen was also calm, not only did he not make a move, but let the qi machine linger around him. Anyway, it's just a wisp, and it can't cause substantial damage to him, not to mention that even if the old man suddenly kills him, it's useless. Even if it was just the Fortune Realm, Zhuge Chen was confident that his Haoran Sword Qi could tear a terrifying wound on the opponent's chest in an instant.

Seeing that Zhuge Chen didn't react, the old man put his mind at ease, and he already decided in his heart that the other party was an unpopular cultivator. At least it can't reach the level of the Five Realms of Immortals, and at most it's only a Jianghu Grandmaster. The old man, who also walked by when he was young, smiled knowingly and said loudly: "It is normal for young people to be full of energy, but if you want to lose your life because of this, it will be a big bad thing." Now I'll give you a chance, obediently tie up your hands and let the city lord of Zhou fall, and I promise to leave you alive. ”

City Lord Zhou couldn't help but say on the side: "But this person's methods are cruel, and he is on Wu'er, Immortal Master, you must not show mercy to your subordinates, and spare him!"

The old man, who rarely had a heart of love for talent, snorted coldly and said, "The old man does things, just to give the city lord of Zhou a justice." If I kill him here, it will not be good in my heart. ”

City Lord Zhou gritted his teeth, and after weighing the pros and cons, he could only squeeze out a line with difficulty.

Then he looked at Zhuge Chen with a smile and asked, "How is it, have you figured it out?"

"Having said so much, you have been talking to yourself, and asked Dao Ye my opinion? Yunmeng's rivers and lakes are really shallow at a glance, and even the little shrimp who is not at the peak of good luck dares to jump out of the water and shout. Ants are general, sitting in the well and watching the sky, which is really ridiculous. You widen your eyes and see, Dao Ye, do I also need your forgiveness?"

Next, Zhuge Chen swept away with his sword and turned into a long rainbow, and even the old man couldn't catch it at all. Dealt with this blow with difficulty, and before he could come back to his senses, he saw that in front of him, the young man in the white robe smiled lightly, and seemed to hand out a punch gently, but its power was earth-shattering!

The old man couldn't dodge, so he could only raise his arms to resist the punch. Although the Stopping Mountain Peak Fist never pays attention to borrowing strength, how can the old man be able to cope with that fierce strength?

After being hit by this heavy blow, the old man coughed up blood and fell backwards, stumbling and falling directly to the ground. At this moment, he was far from being indifferent, but pointed at Zhuge Chen in horror and said: "This is impossible, you think that ordinary good luck is not only impossible to be my opponent, but how can it have such killing power?"

Zhuge Chen weighed the peachwood sword in his hand, and heard the old man continue: "Even if you are a sword cultivator, this is too exaggerated, I am afraid that you are hiding your realm!"

Zhuge Chen was silent, just coming step by step. City Lord Zhou pinched a handful of sweat on the side, and couldn't help whispering: "Immortal Master, stand up quickly, whether my son's great revenge can be avenged, but it is all up to you." ”

"Avenge a fart!" The old man shouted coldly, and was about to sweep out of this long street and run away: "This person is probably an old monster with a very high realm of rejuvenation, you can blame your son for his bad luck and provoked and injured him! ”

Saying this, the old man didn't know what he had found out of his mustard seeds, and threw them directly to the ground. The next moment, a puff of smoke rose to help him hide his tracks.

It's a pity that his abacus jingled, but Zhuge Chen's qi machine had locked on him. With a slap of his palm, he saw the old man smashing down from the clouds. Zhuge Chen's strength and precision made the old man return to the long street. He hovered the peachwood sword above the other man's head and said, "Do you want to forgive me?"

The old man quickly rolled his eyes and said as if flattering: "How do I know that you are the real senior, as the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty, for the sake of me asking for mercy for you, you are also merciful and spare me." ”

"But I just listened to you, do you want me to take off one of my arms and 'bear the guilt'?" Zhuge said with a smile.

The old man frowned, and he directly broke one of his arms. Then he stared at Zhuge Chen and said, "In this case, are you satisfied, senior?"