Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 191 Star Mark Sword

The crystal counter is surrounded by seven or eight late martial artists, most of whom are watching the bustle, and the remaining two or three are cutting prices with the boss.

“This sword is too expensive, could it be cheaper? ”

“Twenty thousand nasty soul stones and I'll buy them. ”

The boss was a 40-year-old Sven middle-aged man with a beard on his chin, and he shook his head, "Thirty thousand chips of spiritual stone, one more not, one less not. ”

“How about 24,000 nasty spiritual stones? This is my whole family now. ”

Sven's middle-aged man still shook his head.

See, the few people who want to buy the sword are helpless. Although they are late martial arts players, the maximum amount of inferior spiritual stones on their bodies is about 23,000 yuan. This is already very rich. Outside Wucheng, the vast majority of late martial arts players in Yuan are not necessarily able to take out even 10,000 inferior spiritual stones. Besides, they need a lot of inferior spiritual stones to cultivate themselves, obviously they cannot spend them all.

“Thirty thousand nasty soul stones, I'll take it. ”

Leaf dust and Murong lean toward each other.

Sven gauged the leaf dust at middle-aged age and wondered, “You want to buy it?” After many years of mixing martial arts, he clearly can come up with 30,000 inferior spiritual stones, basically some old brand hugging Yuan late martial arts, the other side is young, even from the Mass Gate definitely not so many inferior spiritual stones, unless it is the top genius in the Sect Gate, qualified to go to the ancient heritage land and get many treasures to exchange for the Sect Gate.

Without saying anything, remove three boxes of spirit stone directly from the storage ring.

“Well, the Star Mark Sword is yours.” Sven's middle-aged man is delighted. He recently saw a set of low-level martial arts, including light kung fu, mastery, and kung fu. If he sells a single book, he may only need more than 10,000 inferior spiritual stones, but he sells them together, with a total value of 70,000, and now he lacks 20,000. As for selling 10,000 more inferior spiritual stones from the Star Mark Sword, it is used to train himself.

“Tsk, this kid is so rich! Thirty thousand nasty soul stones said take it. ”

“I'm sure he must have been a genius disciple of the Great Gate, entering an ancient patrimony, otherwise, at his age, even if he had accumulated four or five years, he would not have had so many spiritual stones. ”

“Well, that makes sense. Look at the masked woman next to him, it seems to be the mid-term peak of hugging Yuan Realm, but the fluctuations of the real qi emitted around her seem to be still on us. She must have practiced some powerful method, the real qi quality and total quantity are terrible. The kid walked with her, mostly not easy. ”

Late martial artists in the vicinity talked, showing surprise, greed, and envy.

Murong Duncheng lowered his voice: “It's expensive, the best inferior treasure vessel is worth 20,000, definitely not more than 25,000. ”

Leaf dust doesn't care: “I don't want spiritual stones now, I want a sword, no problem. ”

The star mark sword in the crystal counter is two feet long. The sword body is not inserted into the sheath. It emits a confusing sword. It is like a star in the sky. It flashes and is extraordinary. At first glance, the leaf dust shows that the star mark sword is the top color in the inferior sword. It is slightly more than the fissure knife that Lynch had bought. If it was bought by someone else, it would be regrettable.

“Wait, I want this Star Mark Sword. ”

Sven was about to hand over the Star Mark Sword to Ye Dust, stopping him with one hand and sounding indifferent.

Everyone looked at it and stood in the way of a shady middle-aged man, the other side of the gutter nose, triangular eyes, face lean, thin body as if a gust of wind could blow down, only to perceive the extremely shady breath on him, one by one dared not look down.

“This man is the elder of the inner gate of Fort Heavenly Eagle - the original bloodhawk sword.” Someone recognized the lean middle-aged, whispering.

“It's him, this time it's a good show. Original Bo is an old brand holding Yuan realm late martial artist, ordinary holding Yuan realm late martial artist is not the enemy of his sword. ”

“Don't get the Star Mark Sword, just have a look at the fun. ”

“Hehe! ”

Spread out around the audience and watch the situation develop not far away.

Ye dusty face sinks, his eyes look at Sven middle-aged, look at each other's attitude now, if he insists on selling the Star Mark Sword to himself, it's all good to say.

Sven opened the palm of the original Zongbo's hand to Ye Dust: “Little brother, the Star Mark Sword belongs to you. As for how you handle the Star Mark Sword, it has nothing to do with me. ”

Take a sigh of relief and the leaf dust takes over the Star Mark Sword.

Humph!

The original blog glanced at Sven middle-aged, “Good, you don't give me Yuanzongbo's face, you seem very confident. ”

“One of our rows is sitting upright, confident of course, this star mark sword has already paid the stone, now it belongs to him.” Sven has no fear of the middle-aged.

If this is not Wucheng, it is forbidden to fight, the original Bo would have killed Sven middle-aged man with one sword, where would he have bullshit each other, and now the Star Mark Sword is in Ye Dust hands, he continues to threaten Sven middle-aged man is useless.

Looking over at the leaf dust, the original Bo said: "Little brother, give me a price, sell me this star mark sword, I have something to say later. ”

Put away the Star Mark Sword, Leaf Dust said: "Sorry, not for sale. ”

“Think clearly before you say it.” The original Bo narrow his eyes.

“That's exactly what I was thinking, and now we have things to do, goodbye.” Leaf dust does not want to tangle with Yuanzheng Bordeaux, this kind of person does not say a few words to make him change his mind of the harsh role, so saying it is tantamount to not saying it, it is simply a waste of time.

“Boy, you want to die, don't think Wucheng can protect you all your life. As long as you leave Wucheng, all I had was a way for you to hand over the Star Mark Sword. Of course, it wasn't a Star Mark Sword at that time that could solve the problem, so you should charge interest anyway.” The original boqi almost threw up blood, continuous eating made his face slightly reddish, swinging his hand tight, a bluish muscle pronounced.

For the harsh words of the original Brother, Ye Dust was deemed not to have heard. Out of Wucheng, everyone had the ability to scare him. If one or two sentences scared him, why did he come out to practice? Turtle shrinkage in the Liuyun Sect is not better. At least the Liuyun Sect has the protection of the Star Polar Powerful.

People were surprised to see the back of the leaves and dust.

“This kid is so crisp, he doesn't give a shit about the original blog. ”

“But it's hard for Zongbao to kill him! The masked woman next to him was strong, and the two of them joined forces and might hurt the original blog. ”

“What can a woman do? ”

Listening to the people's words, the original Borg snorted coldly, he naturally saw the strength of Murong Duncheng, but he was confident to kill the leaf dust and then left, and how old his eyes were, the relationship between Murong Duncheng and Leaf Dust was just ordinary friends, always separated, then he wanted the other party to die without burial, which was the price of offending his original Borg.

Brushed his coat sleeve, turning around and leaving, he asked some people to keep an eye on the leaf dust, lest the other party sneak away without knowing.

The other side of the Grand Hall.

Murongchengdao: “The original blog is not simple, with your strength, it is probably a little reluctant.” She didn't want to strike Leaf Dust, so she used the word "reluctantly." Seriously, Leaf Dust had only one way to escape from the original blog, so whether it could escape or not was unknown.

“Experience is not dangerous to call boring, just add some dishes.” Leaf dust is not worried at all. He now has the cultivation method of the third type, but also has the secret method of amplifying light power Flow Three Xuan. Just give him a month, his strength will certainly go up to the next level. Even if he can't fight the original blog, he can make the other party greatly constrained. Of course, if he reaches the early peak of hugging Yuan, he will be more sure.

“Exactly. ”

Murong nodded.

Buying the Star Mark Sword, the two of them did not leave immediately, there are too many treasures in the trading hall, maybe there is something they need.

Walking, Murong Tincheng suddenly stopped in front of a crystal counter.

In the crystal counter, a pair of golden silk gloves lay quietly there, seemingly thin, with amazing spiritual fluctuations across the body.

Seeing the price of the Golden Silk Glove, Murong shook his head and was not going to buy it.

Leaf Dust: “These gloves are good, why not buy them? ”

“Not so many nasty spiritual stones at the moment, later, and I already have a pair of gloves.” As the second disciple of the Flying Sky Demon Sect, Murong Tincheng had already possessed inferior gloves, but they were clearly much less colorful than these two gold silk gloves.

“Twenty-three thousand yuan is nothing but spiritual stone. I'll pay for it. Thank you for bringing me to Wusheng.” Leaf dust simply took out two large boxes and three small boxes, which were filled with inferior spirit stones. To him, 23,000 inferior spirit stones are only a small number. He now possesses more than 2 million inferior spirit stones, more than 60,000 medium spirit stones, which is richer than the average nine-grade sect.

“Thank you then.” Murong Tincheng practiced the Devil's Path Kung Fu Technique, his temperament is not twisted at all.

“Duncheon, why did he pay for it? I gave you these golden silk gloves. ”

At this point, a young man dressed in golden clothes grabbed the leaf dust before removing the inferior spirit stone and handing it to the owner of the gold silk glove.

When I saw this man, Murong looked unemotionally, “Second Prince, what a coincidence! ”

“Yeah, it does happen.” The young man does not look handsome, but he has a royal temper. He is followed by four old men in black, all of whom are not under the original blog. The man headed by him is obviously the peak martial artist of the late Yuan Realm.

“Forget it, these gloves don't suit me! ”

Murong Duncheng does not intend to accept gifts from each other.

The young man turned around and said, "What, didn't you just want to buy it? ”

“Just now, now I don't like it, Leaf Dust, let's go.” Murong leaned back and left, following her helplessly.

The young man smiled and froze. Ye Dust helped him pay for the spirit stone. He gave it to her without buying a bill. What a reason.

“Old Liu, you send a few people to watch them and see what the boy has to do with her. ”

“Yes, His Highness the Imperial Highness the Second Imperial Prince.” The old man, headed by the head, spoke respectfully.

“Better not mind, or don't blame me. ”

The young man threw his golden silk glove away as he glanced at the leaf dust. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)