The stall owner suddenly stopped moving forward, and then he realized that his back was wet with cold sweat. Just because of the sword light just now, his body subconsciously responded that the sword light could kill his own life.

The stall owner turned around and saw Xiao Yang standing there, with purple air flow circling at his fingertips, indicating where the purple sword light just now came from.

"You can't sell." Xiao Yang's voice was very soft.

"Can't sell?" The stall owner frowned, "Boy, I said you have too much care. There are rules for not selling in Lingshi? Besides, if you say you can't sell, you can't sell it?"

"No." Xiao Yang shook his head, "I'm just urging you to take a step forward and I'll kill you. Do you listen or not? It's up to you."

After Xiao Yang finished speaking, he stopped looking at the stall owner.

The stall owner showed disdain and turned around. He was about to take a step, but when he saw the crack in front of his feet, he subconsciously took back the foot that was about to take.

Zhang Ji sneered and gave his entourage a wink. His entourage scolded Xiao Yang: "I thought I was something, but I want to see. You can try it if you can move him. Come, boss, let's trade!"

The follower walked up, stretched out his arm, ready to open his communicator.

As soon as the follower's arm was raised, a purple sword light flashed, and the follower's arm flew high.

The hot blood splattered the stall owner's face. The stall owner looked at Zhang Ji's entourage with a broken arm in front of him with fear, and subconsciously retreated.

The follower with the broken arm also screamed after being stunned for a second.

Zhang Jina's face, which had been playing with her, suddenly changed. He glared at Xiao Yang and shouted loudly: "Random, what are you? You dare to mess with me, Zhang Ji!"

Xiao Yang did not speak, but the future behind him took a step forward and said, "You are worthy of your surname Zhang?"

"Haha." Zhang Ji chuckled, "It seems that you are quite confident, but this is the reason why you can act wildly in front of me?"

"You really don't deserve the surname Zhang." Xiao Yang nodded, "Give you a chance, either, you change your surname, or I will kill your whole family, you can choose it yourself."

Zhang Ji was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into a violent laugh, "Hahahaha! Hahahaha! Are you a fool if you don't go out today, just meet a fool. Let me change my surname and kill my whole family. Boy, what do you think you are?"

"I'm still advising you." Xiao Yang's voice was calm, "You may not believe it, but I will do what I say."

"Haha, I, Zhang Ji, have you seen such an arrogant person in the main city for the first time. Come and let me see what confidence do you have to do to make such advice!" Zhang Ji stepped forward.

The moment Zhang Ji stepped forward, the purple sword light headed straight for Zhang Ji, and the momentum was to take Zhang Ji's life.

Zhang Ji obviously didn't expect that the other party would really dare to take action. He reacted and wanted to resist, but was surprised to find that the other party's simple sword light was not something he could resist.

Zhang Ji's face changed drastically, and the sword light had already cut through his face and blood flowed down.

A figure appeared in front of Zhang Ji and waved his hand to disperse the purple sword light. The figure that suddenly appeared was wearing a purple robe, in his thirties, and exuded the breath of a superior person all over his body.

The moment Zhang Ji saw the figure's back, he showed respect and knelt on one knee, "Zhang Ji, have seen Lord Wu."

The person who came was King Wu.

King Wu turned his back to Zhang Ji and said, "You dare to provoke the envoys of our Guangming Island. If your elders know, they don't know if you should say you are stupid, or should you praise your courage."

"Guangming Island!" Zhang Ji's body suddenly shook, and then he seemed to realize something, "Xiao...he is Xiao Yiqing!"

"Xiao Yiqing, I miss you young. Some things I haven't pursued with you too much. You think I'm easy to bully and ruined my hotel. Now I want to kill me casually. Is it a bit too unfair to take me, King Wu seriously?" King Wu looked at Xiao Yang and said coldly.

Xiao Yang did not immediately answer King Wu's words. He walked a few steps forward, walked to the stall owner, looked at the stall owner, and asked softly: "Can you give this jade tablet in your hand to me?"

The stall owner swallowed his saliva hard. Just now, he heard the words Xiao Yiqing in Zhang Ji's mouth. As a tragic vendor who traveled around the world, how could the stall owner have never heard of Xiao Yiqing's name? How could he have thought that the person he had just played a scoundrel was actually Xiao Yiqing!

Many days ago, Xiao Yiqing's name had spread throughout Wanshan District and was named a demon.

"Can you give it to me?" Xiao Yang smiled and asked again.

The stall owner wanted to refuse, but his body nodded subconsciously and handed over his hand.

"Thank you." Xiao Yang picked up the jade token, "You disappeared in front of me within ten seconds. I can't kill you. In ten seconds, I'll be unsure."

When the stall owner heard this, he ran away without any hesitation.

Xiao Yang did not have any sympathy for the owner of this stall. He hung the spirit-storming sign around his waist, then looked at King Wu and said, "I thought you would have come here long ago, but I just waited until now. To be honest, your speed has disappointed me."

"Haha." King Wu chuckled, "Some things have been delayed, sooner or later, sooner or later, since I have seen them now, I will explain them clearly. I wonder why the Lord of Guangming Island and the seven Lords of Hengshan destroyed my hotel? Do you just think that King Wu is easy to bully?"

As King Wu spoke, a heroic spirit appeared behind him. He was a bearded warrior holding two swords, his upper body was covered with no clothes, his muscles were bulging, and his majestic.

In this lively spiritual city, a heroic spirit suddenly appeared, instantly attracting countless onlookers.

Bai Chi and others who turned to all directions of Ling City noticed this place as soon as the heroic spirit appeared and arrived almost at the same time.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of the wind breaking out sounded, and several heroic spirits appeared on this spirit city, belonging to Bai Chi and others.

Except for Xiao Yang, all the nine people in the future released heroic spirits and opposed King Wu.

Nine to one, King Wu is already at an absolute disadvantage in terms of quantity.

The heroic spirits of Bai Chi and others have been recorded for a long time. When the hotel was destroyed today, they were too fast and others didn't see clearly what their war spirits looked like. Now, they were fully displayed on this street and were immediately recognized.

"This is! This is the heroic spirit of the Qitabao of Yokoyama! They have entered the city!"

"Those two! Look, they are the two bosses who run a hotel in Beixiangcheng, Guangming Island, and their heroic spirits!"

Another red figure appeared, and the onlookers widened their eyes.
Chapter completed!