I can bless thousands of magical powers.

"Tanghulu, sweet and fragrant candied haws!"

"Chuanbing, freshly steamed white flour chuanbing!"

"Freshly harvested local honey, a mouthful of it melts into water and is so sweet it reaches your heart!"

As night falls and the lights come on, the streets of Xiyuan City are even more lively and prosperous than during the day.

All the shops along the street hung up big bright lanterns, and the shop assistants standing in front of the doors shouted loudly to attract customers to the passers-by.

Peddlers, hawkers pulling carts to sell pulp, merchants from the west and the east, all gathered here!
Zhang Yuan mingled in the bustling crowd, smelling the endless scent of human life, and felt leisurely and relaxed.

He has been working in Xiyuan for two months.

But I have never truly experienced the customs and culture of this Taoist city!

Zhang Yuan restrained his own aura and blended into the crowd.

"Little brother."

Suddenly, a little girl carrying a basket of flowers came over and blocked his way.

The little girl blinked her big black eyes and held up the bouquet in her hand: "I just picked these jasmine flowers this afternoon. They smell really good!"

Zhang Yuan paused and burst out laughing.

He took the bouquet of flowers handed to him and put it under his nose to smell it.

It smells really good.

So Zhang Yuan reached out and took out a piece of silver and put it into the little girl's hand: "I'll buy it."

The little girl's eyes widened immediately: "Little brother, that's too much!"

A bunch of jasmine flowers cost only three copper coins, but Zhang Yuan gave half a tael of silver, which was obviously too much.

But when she looked up, Zhang Yuan was gone.

Holding a bouquet of flowers, Zhang Yuan walked through the crowded crowd and soon arrived in front of a restaurant.

It was dinner time and the restaurant was doing very well with laughter and chatter coming from inside.

It easily aroused Zhang Yuan's appetite.

In fact, at his level of cultivation, ordinary food can only barely supplement what the body needs.

But Zhang Yuan would not deliberately suppress his appetite.

Even if he enters the realm of gods, he will still appreciate the mundane world.

"Sir, would you like to try some candied haws?"

A white-haired old man holding a straw stick came over and said flatteringly, "Fragrant and sweet candied haws, only five cents a string."

Zhang Yuan glanced at the other person and suddenly smiled: "It's so cheap, then give me one."

"okay!"

The white-haired old man smiled happily and hurriedly picked a string of candied haws and handed it to Zhang Yuan: "Young Master..."

Before he could finish his words, his eyes, which were originally timid and flattering, suddenly became extremely sharp, and the candied haws in his hand pierced towards Zhang Yuan's throat with lightning speed.

The tip of the skewer was flashing with a metallic light!
At the same time, a hawker who had just walked around behind Zhang Yuan suddenly attacked.

A pitch-black dagger stabbed into his vest fiercely!

The two enemies' surprise attack happened in an instant, so fast that the people around them didn't even notice it.

Zhang Yuan was suddenly caught in a dangerous situation of being attacked from both sides!

However, at this critical moment, Zhang Yuan seemed to have eyes behind his head and suddenly turned sideways and raised his leg.

While he was avoiding the white-haired old man's attack, his right leg, with a whistling force of wind, kicked the hawker behind him hard in the waist and abdomen.

boom!
With a heavy bang, the peddler's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Although he was a fourth-rank warrior with a strong physique and abundant internal energy, his sea of ​​​​qi ruptured instantly after being kicked by Zhang Yuan. His internal organs were shattered into pieces by the internal energy that instantly invaded his body, and his mouth was filled with dirty blood mixed with fragments.

The man died before he even hit the ground!
Although Zhang Yuan deliberately controlled the angle of his kick and sent the enemy flying without hitting the pedestrians on the street, the sudden and violent conflict left the people around dumbfounded.

The next moment, screams rang out one after another.

The whole street was in an uproar and people fled in panic, fearing that they would be caught in the disaster.

However, there were also several figures going upstream and encircling Zhang Yuan from different directions!

At this time, Zhang Yuan grabbed the white-haired old man's wrist.

Click!

The opponent's wrist bones were crushed into powder.

But this white-haired old man was also brave. He endured the pain without crying out, and a little cold light came out of his mouth.

Go straight to Zhang Yuan’s face.

They were actually poisonous needles as thick as cow hair!

However, these dark blue poison needles stopped just inches away from Zhang Yuan's face, as if they had hit an invisible barrier and could no longer move forward.

Protective Qi!

The white-haired old man was horrified.

The information he obtained indicated that Zhang Yuan was a warrior at the peak level of the fifth rank.

But what Zhang Yuan displayed at this moment was clearly the power of a sixth-rank strong man!

The white-haired old man immediately realized that he had been cheated.

But it was too late to regret.

He growled, and shook his right arm violently, breaking his right hand and forcibly breaking free from Zhang Yuan's grip!
"roll!"

Zhang Yuan glared and shouted angrily, and an invisible energy gushed out instantly.

The dozen or so poisonous cow-hair needles hovering in front of his eyes instantly flew backwards and pierced the white-haired old man's face and neck like lightning.

"what!"

The white-haired old man never dreamed that all the hidden weapons he had just released would be borne by himself.

Caught off guard, he let out a shrill scream.

These cow-hair poison needles were all coated with a deadly poison that killed instantly upon contact with blood. Even the white-haired old man himself didn't have an antidote. His old face turned black and blue in an instant, and the wound area quickly rotted.

In just a blink of an eye, the white-haired old man fell to the ground, his face unrecognizable.

You can't die any more!

After dealing with two assassins in succession, Zhang Yuan faced three more killers.

These killers cooperated very well. Three short blades with cold light stabbed at Zhang Yuan's vital parts respectively, blocking all his space to dodge.

Not only that, while launching the attack, they raised their left hands and shot out a puff of poisonous powder!

Zhang Yuan, who was the target of everyone's criticism, snorted coldly and raised his hand to sweep forward.

The poisonous powder that just rolled over disappeared instantly!
He put them all into the storage space.

But after dealing with the poison powder, Zhang Yuan was unable to dodge the three short blades that were stabbing at him.

He was stabbed in the left waist, back of the head and heart.

The three killers were overjoyed!
But the next moment, they all stopped laughing.

Because the short blades in their hands could easily pierce through heavy armor, the moment they pierced through Zhang Yuan's protective qi, they could no longer move forward at all, as if they had pierced an extremely thick iron wall.

Not only that, the recoil force caused the killers' palms to break!
boom! boom! boom!
Just when the three killers felt incredible and were stunned, Zhang Yuan waved his palms and slapped them heavily on the forehead.

Three heads suddenly exploded! (End of this chapter)