Fantasy: Please Don't Grab Me, I'm The Son Of Destiny!

Awe-inspiring and powerful, rolling like thunder.

Jiang Yu was so majestic and coercive that Lei Bin of the seventh-rank late stage was killed by him with a single sword.

It was revealed at this moment, and the people on the opposite side suddenly showed horror.

Even the stall owner whose Cultivation Base was the highest and had already reached the realm of Returned to Origin of the seventh rank couldn't help but a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

"I asked why you didn't run away all of a sudden, and you became confident. It turns out that you really have some skills. It's very rare to have such a powerful Spirit Power in a mere eighth-rank realm."

Speaking of this, a icy cold light suddenly flashed in the stall owner's eyes.

"But it's a pity that you met me. The gap between Realms does not tolerate any fancy, obediently hand over the wooden box, and I will let you go, otherwise, next year today will be your death sacrifice!"

Zhan Hong's face was expressionless, and the Sword Ray was flowing, erratic, and it seemed that it might shoot out at any time.

She had wanted to make a move a long time ago, and she didn't have the slightest intention of retreating from the crowd of seventh-rank masters at this moment, but was full of fighting spirit.

As for Jiang Yu, he had already thought about it. If these people catch up again, he will keep them here.

With a twist of his wrist, a spiritual light suddenly appeared on the black iron epee, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Do you know, in fact, I didn't do that all the time at the beginning, but unfortunately, if you insist on sending them to your door, I have no choice but to give you a ride with reluctance!"

At the same time as the voice fell, Jiang Yu made a sudden move and took a step forward.

Light and shadow flickered, and instantly appeared in front of one of the stall owner's subordinates.

Swing the sword and tap lightly.

With a "snap", the figure of the subordinate flew out like a cannonball, and hit the rocky floor behind, making a big hole on the spot.

People just lie in the pit, not knowing whether they are alive or dead.

Seeing this, the rest of the stall owner's subordinates all showed horror.

Their Cultivation Base was almost the same as that man's. Since that man was killed by Jiang Yu's sword, their fate would naturally be the same.

But isn't this kid an eighth-rank Realm?

When did the eighth rank have such terrifying strength, is he a monster?

All kinds of panic surged in their hearts, and these people suddenly felt a retreat in their hearts.

The stall owner's face was as gloomy as water, and he stared at Jiang Yu coldly, looking very angry.

But no matter how angry he was, he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes. No one could have imagined that an eighth-rank spirit could kill a seventh-rank spirit envoy in seconds.

What is a spirit?

It's just people who know how to use Spirit Power, whether it's the precipitation and smelting of Spirit Power, or the manipulation, it's all very superficial.

Angels are completely different.

The apostle of Spirit Power, the cumulative Insight of Spirit Power is not the same, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground.

Such a gap, although it is not impossible to be skipped, but that possibility is very small.

And even if the weak can do it, it must pay a huge price, and both sides will suffer.

I have never heard of the fact that the eighth rank can instantly kill the seventh rank, it is simply absurd!

There was a cold light in his eyes, and the stall owner said coldly to his subordinates behind him: "Calm down, leave this kid to me, you go and deal with that woman, you must get the things back, go!"

All the subordinates heard that, although they were afraid of Jiang Yu's methods, they were still ready to do it.

Just at this moment, a bitter breath suddenly appeared.

Horseshoes came with a bang, followed by a group of soldiers in full armor, the city guards came!

Pulling the horse and neighing, the leader's city guard general looked like lightning, first glanced at Jiang Yu and the others, and then landed on the stall owner.

"Cui Ji, you seem to have forgotten the order of the city lord's mansion, right?"

The stall owner Cui Ji's expression sank, he glanced at Jiang Yu coldly, and then said: "General Zhuang misunderstood, the city lord's mansion ordered me to wait, how dare I not obey, it's just what the order says, we need to leave the mountain within seven days. Yangcheng, today seems to be only the second day."

"Oh, you mean I made a mistake?"

Suddenly, a group of city guard soldiers drew their swords and faced each other.

Seeing this, the faces of Cui Ji and his group changed drastically. Although Cui Ji felt unwilling, he had no choice but to say: "General Zhuang will certainly make no mistakes. We will leave Shanyang City today and bid farewell!"

After saying that, Cui Ji turned around and left directly with a group of people under him. The one who was sent flying by Jiang Yu's sword and whose life or death was unknown just ignored him and stayed where he was.

General Zhuang waved his hand, and the city guards under his command dragged him out and dealt with him, but his eyes fell on Jiang Yu.

"Who are you, what are you doing here with Cui Ji and others?"

Seeing this, Jiang Yu put away the dark iron epee, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "General, please don't get me wrong. I'm a business traveler from Anyang City. I heard that there is Yibaoji in Sifang Street today, so I just came to take a look out of curiosity."

"Curious about Yibaoji, need to do it?"

"This matter is also a last resort. The boss, oh, Cui Ji, we were forced by him to spend a lot of money to buy things at his booth. He was not satisfied, so he chased after him, and asked us to take things away for no reason. Give it back to him."

While talking, Jiang Yu gestured to Zhan Hongyan and Qin Muqing.

The two women took out the earrings and hairpins, combined them with the wooden box in Jiang Yu's hand, and presented them together.

"Look, general, these are the things that he forced us to hand in twenty low-rank Spirit Stones."

Glancing at the things in Chen Fei's hands, General Zhuang's expression was cold.

"Cui Ji violated the order of the city lord's mansion, bought and sold by force, murdered and expropriated, and has been forcibly expelled from Shanyang City. You are not familiar with the situation in the city. If you want to buy, sell, and barter, you'd better go to a special Auction houses or Jubao building, don't come to places like Yibaoji."

"The general's reminder is that we will pay attention next time."

General Zhuang narrowed his eyes and asked again: "You said earlier that you are business travelers from Anyang City?"

"yes."

"Which one, where is it settled?"

"Qin's cloth line, settled in the merchant's inn in the north of the city."

Jiang Yu replied politely, without any abnormality in his expression.

Seeing this, General Zhuang frowned, looked at Zhan Hongyan and Qin Muqing again, and then waved: "Since that's the case, it's none of your business. Let's go. Remember, private fighting is strictly prohibited in the city."

"If there is anything that can't be solved, you can go to the city guard military academy to solve it, and you can't do anything else. If you don't know anything this time, you are not guilty, but there must be no second time."

"yes."

In this way, General Zhuang pulled the horse rope, turned around and left, and the city guards who followed him also left together.

It was not until they completely disappeared in the alley that Jiang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That General Zhuang is at least a strong man in the sixth rank middle stage, plus those well-trained city guards, the pressure is not insignificant. ?