I, System Wholesaler

"The poor Taoist Zhangjiao, the celestial master and the immortal master, the poor Taoist can't bear it for the time being, everyone can call me the Taoist leader."

Before Zhang Jiao finished speaking, a huge roar sounded from the distant sky.

"Boom~"

There was a loud noise, and soon the soil where Zhang Jiao was was surging, and a figure rose from the ground.

Soon the large piece of soil exploded, and the shattered soil splashed around and injured dozens of people nearby.

Accompanied by the screams of the common people, a gloomy voice sounded.

"Where is the demon? How dare you deceive the people and deceive the ignorant people in our territory of the Qing Dynasty?"

The man who came out of the ground was an old man, wearing a black robe of flowing clouds, with his hands behind his back, calm and majestic, a long braid and half of his forehead bald showed his identity.

His old but not cloudy eyes slightly squinted at Zhang Jiao.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and they all looked up at him.

The commander-in-chief, Wang Quan, was also there, and his complexion was ugly when he saw the person coming.

Looking at his clothes, he knew that he was a master in the Qing palace!

Zhang Jiao didn't say much, and waved his hand.

The lingering wind blew his yellow robe, and at some point, the Thunder God Needle appeared in his hand.

I saw a purple thunderbolt falling from the sky above the sky, and using the thunder needle as a medium, a thunderbolt appeared out of thin air and blasted towards the old man in black robe.

"Humph!"

The black-robed old man snorted coldly. At the first level of Pulse Casting, he could easily get along with the earth element. In an instant, the energy and blood in his body surged, and the internal force gushed out.

Soon the soil on the ground surged and directly turned into a thick mud wall.

The thunder struck on the mud wall, only piercing through a crack, and soon disappeared.

"How dare you show your ugly tricks!"

The black-robed old man sneered. He stretched out his right palm, and a lump of soil was held by him. Soon the soil turned into a cone and became hard and dry.

The old man in black robe waved his hand, and the dirt pierced towards Zhang Jiao.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao raised his eyebrows and made a seal with his left hand. A golden charm appeared in the air. Zhang Jiao shook his right hand, and the golden flames burned and emitted a strong fragrance.

In an instant, the black-robed old man slowed down his movements, and there was a hint of intoxication and confusion on his face.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Jiao's mouth, and with a light wave of his hand, the soil broke off in response.

"Humph!"

Sensing those strange and confusing fragrances, the old man in black robe was in a state of confusion, and he bit the tip of his tongue hard.

The stench of blood instantly brought him back to his senses, and he quickly used his internal energy to disperse the poisonous mist.

Zhang Jiao took this opportunity to rush towards the black-robed old man.

A punch containing terrifying power had already swung down towards the head of the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe reacted in time, followed by a punch.

The collision between the top immortal body and the real martial arts master has begun!

The electric arc surged in Zhang Jiao's hand, and the fist of the machine body was slightly dented.

And the right hand of the black-robed old man was also shaking, and his jaw hurt.

"Damn, why is this guy made of iron?"

The black-robed old man was full of surprises, he obviously couldn't feel any martial arts aura from Zhang Jiao!

But just now he could clearly feel a terrifying aura hidden in Zhang Jiao's punch.

In an instant, the black-robed old man even had an illusion!

But when he saw Zhang Jiao's sunken fist, he soon sneered fearlessly.

"But so!"

After finishing speaking, he exerted all his strength with his right hand, hitting Zhang Jiao's chest.

This punch, Zhang Jiao couldn't dodge it in time, he took the punch abruptly, his whole body flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, vomited blood.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was in an uproar.

"Zhang Tianshi?"

"Master Zhang!"

The people next to them were in a state of turmoil.

Seeing this, the old man in black sneered and said, "This old man is a hundred years old by His Highness the Qing Dynasty. How dare a little demon dare to rebel against the Qing Dynasty! You should have been killed here today, but the old man saw that you are not suitable for cultivation." , I feel sorry for you!"

"Today, I will give you a chance. Now the fifth prince is near Yangcheng. There is a shortage of people for this trip. I will follow me today. I will take you to meet the fifth prince to make a contribution!"

Hearing the words of the old man in black robe, the surrounding people were also elated.

"The fifth prince has come to Yangcheng?"

"Is the fifth prince here to save the world? Let me escape from the sea of ​​suffering?"

The people are ignorant. Regarding what the Qing army did to them, they only think that these are just the personal actions of Emperor Shan Gao.

For a moment, everyone was very upset.

Zhang Jiao struggled to stand up and looked at the black-robed old man with blood on the corner of his mouth, showing an emotionless smile.

"The impoverished Zhang Jiao is not a man of soft bones! The Qing Dynasty should be destroyed! What's the use of life, so what's the matter with death? Zhang Jiao doesn't care about humiliating and bullying the people!"

Hearing Zhang Jiao's words, the black-robed old man's eyes darkened. He glared at Zhang Jiao and roared angrily, "Arrogance! I see that your cultivation is not easy, so don't make mistakes!"

Zhang Jiao stood up, electric arcs surged all over his body, and the Thunder God Needle was already floating in front of him.

"My lord, Zhang Jiaobucai may fall here today, so please go first, my lord, I will take this eunuch away with all my might!"

Zhang Jiao looked in the direction of Chen Sheng and shouted.

Soon the hem of his clothes rose up without any wind, and the yellow talisman fluttered all around him. Every step he took, his aura became stronger.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

"The poor Daoist Taiping Taoist Zhang Jiao, please go to the Qing Dynasty to die!"

The black-robed old man had already turned ugly when he heard Zhang Jiao calling him an eunuch in front of thousands of people.

He couldn't hold back even after hearing the last sentence.

I wanted to draw cakes to solve this tricky matter, but Zhang Jiao didn't like this, it seems that now I still have to fight it!

"Since your evil intentions are not dead, the old man can only do justice for the heavens and send you to hell!"

In the middle of the crowd, the people next to Chen Sheng can be said to have experienced ups and downs.

From meeting Zhang Jiao's excitement and yearning, to meeting the hundred-year-old prince's despair, and then to the depression of Zhang Jiao and him about to die, everyone's mood can be described as a roller coaster ride.

Naturally, Chen Sheng didn't want to leave just like that, not to mention that Zhang Jiao was doing it for himself, if he couldn't complete the system tasks, he would be left alone!

Chen Sheng's mind raced to think.

Soon he roared and said, "Hai Sui, we were bewitched by Zhang Jiao, can you spare our lives?"

Originally, this kind of problem was nothing serious, and the old man who received the order was just doing business, but now he was extremely aggrieved by Zhang Jiao's relentless pressure and beating him.

Hearing this, he threateningly said: "Aiding the tyrant and trying to escape? When the old man kills this monster, none of you can escape!"

Hearing that the old man in black robe cooperated so well, Chen Sheng couldn't help laughing.

And the black-robed old man's inner drama is extremely complicated at the moment.

The original intention of his words was just to hit the group of people, and the ambiguous answer made the faces of the people below show grief and humiliation.

In the fantasy, the old man in black had already thought that he killed Zhang Jiao and then randomly killed two scapegoats to suppress the riot. Those who survived were grateful for the contrast in their hearts, and he used this to promote the kindness of the fifth prince for the people.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help feeling better.

But soon things went in the opposite direction of his fantasy.

"People, folks! Did you hear that? When he kills Daoist Zhang, we will all die!"

"Since both the left and the right are dead? Why don't you join me and unite with everyone in Daze Town to kill this fellow?"