Comprehension Plane Trading System

"Dragon Worshiper, please be sure to capture these two murderers!"

"It's a must!"

Watching Long Xiang come on stage with his sword, the chief steward said to him with a serious look on his face.

"Long tried his best!"

Long Zongfang paused for a moment, without turning his head to look at the butler. His eyes were full of fighting spirit and he said softly. He walked with high steps and sword steps, raised his sword and walked towards the second generation of bandits. He pointed the sword at him and said coldly: "

This little fellow Taoist, please give me some advice!"

His expression was full of respect, and it was obvious that the second generation of bandits had been regarded by him as his real opponent. He used the most complicated fighting etiquette and said to the second generation of bandits.

The second-generation bandit clasped his hands in his fists, with a careless look on his face. He seemed to be very proud that this dragon priest treated him with such respect for his opponent. Although he was proud, there was also a trace of dissatisfaction.

What kind of little fellow do you call him?

Little Taoist friend?

Are you very young?

Although the second generation bandit is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he has always regarded himself as an adult, and he hates it, even really hates it when others call him young.

Disliked to the point of hatred.

Anyone who says he is small will be teased by him.

Because he has always believed in a certain famous saying: Men can be bigger, but they must not be smaller.

But now the words Long Zongfang's little Taoist friend deeply irritated him and made him very unhappy. Even though Long Zongfang used the most complicated etiquette, it was almost the most respectful fighting etiquette for his opponent in the cultivation world.

However, although these things made the second-generation bandit feel somewhat proud, they were far from equal to the little Daoist monk Bu Long worshiped him.

This little Taoist call made the second-generation bandit's eyes almost turn red.

His eyes were like a red-eyed rabbit, staring at the dragon worshiper fiercely, and shouted viciously: "I am not young, I hate people saying that I am young!"

Long Zongfeng looked at the second generation bandit with a look of astonishment and a look full of fighting intent, and his expression became extremely strange.

"What's your expression? Haven't you heard someone say that men can be older but not younger?" The second-generation gangster's eyes were extremely red, like a vicious wolf, staring at Long Fengfeng fiercely and roaring.

Long Chongfeng was stunned again, and even felt a little confused.

Even he himself found it very strange. How could he invite him to fight with the most respectful etiquette of respecting his opponent? How could it end up in such a situation?

This situation really gave him a headache and weirdness.

"This little fellow Taoist, there may be some misunderstanding between us!" Long Zongfeng could only persuade him kindly. He came to fight, not to curse in front of everyone.

"You still say? You still say I'm young! Ahhh!"

"You also said it was a misunderstanding. You must have done it on purpose. Yes, it must have been on purpose!"

The second-generation bandit was once again driven mad by this small word. Like a ferocious wolf, he glared at Long Fengfeng and roared.

"Well...."

Long Chongfeng also immediately realized that the more he explained, the darker he became and the more irritated the young man became.

Isn’t the little Taoist friend I said wrong?

But no matter how Long Zongfang looks at it, he thinks it's quite right.

My own age is almost twice that of this boy. Although saying this, it feels quite bitter like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead. But this is the fact. My age is thirty-two, while that boy is only

He is sixteen or seventeen years old.

There is such a big difference, wouldn't it be right to call him a little fellow Taoist?

"Isn't it right that Long called it right?"

Long Zongfeng said to the second generation bandit with a puzzled look on his face.

"Ahhh...!"

The second-generation gangster was going crazy. Did the guy coming across from him understand or not? He said he was young again and again. I hated people calling me young the most in my life. I was told this several times.

It's like cutting flesh into the heart of the second generation of gangsters!

It's almost crazy!

"You guy, you must have done it on purpose, on purpose!"

"I want to duel with you, duel!!!"

The second generation bandit almost roared with a voice like a wolf's roar, a gray shadow-like sword appeared in his hand, pointed at the dragon worshiper and roared.

This sword is the Shadow Sword!

The eldest brother of Tiangong, Xiao Wudao, was the natal magic weapon. After Xiao Wudao was killed by Lin Fan, he conveniently hid this shadow sword, which was already among the best magic weapons, and gave it to the second-generation bandit.

Because he felt that the second generation bandit was very suitable for this sword.

As expected, when the second-generation gangster got this sword, he would be even more powerful than a tiger. However... the second-generation gangster's added power to a tiger was different from others. He had become more vulgar...

No, a peerless sword with a perfect handle and an appearance that is beyond the ranks of top-quality magic weapons has been made to look extremely inconspicuous by this wretched guy, the second generation bandit, like a sword that was dug out of a garbage heap.

The sword that comes out is just like that.

this...

What a waste of natural resources!

Even Lin Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw the second-generation gangster holding a gray shadow sword that looked like it was dug out of a garbage dump.

This second-generation gangster, if you try to tell him about his appearance or his gentlemanly behavior, it will be useless!

His obscene temperament has penetrated deep into his bones, even into his soul.

It’s hard to make corrections in this life!

He won't talk to you about whether it looks good or not. He will only tell you that this sword is inconspicuous and looks like it was dug out of a garbage dump. Only in this way can people ignore it and can sneak attacks on people.

Lin Fan's ears were already on edge hearing about the dirty theories of the second generation of gangsters.

He always told himself in his heart not to pay attention to the shameless kid from the second generation of gangsters, let alone his filthy thoughts. But this person and others would always be affected.

No, Lin Fan felt that he had become more and more obscene recently.

I always like to make some sneak attacks and do things behind the scenes. As for doing them openly, avoid these things if possible.

Even Lin Fan can't control himself, let alone the second generation bandit.

He is already obscene and cannot be changed no matter how hard he changes!

No, he was enraged and immediately took out his shadow sword and pointed it at the dragon, shouting for a duel!

What made everyone around them roll their eyes was that everyone finally saw with tears in their eyes that the second generation of bandits took out his magic weapon. But what made people burst into tears even more was that the second generation of bandits, this magic weapon of theirs, was

So unbearable!

It even makes people feel unbearable to watch...

This sword sucks!

This looks like it was dug out of some garbage dump!

The surrounding spectators, especially those who supported the victory of the second generation of gangsters, were dissatisfied, or shouted with tears streaming down their faces: "How pitiful, what kind of trash can is this sword from?"

Could it be that it was taken out of the garbage dump outside Daqin City, the garbage pile that even the casual cultivators despised?

"I said to you, little follower boss, you can't do this either? You really don't have a sword. Ask us for it and we'll give you a better sword! Although it's not the best, you can still get the middle-grade magic weapon!

"

Facing the surrounding onlookers who were about to become his fans, they all offered swords to him, but the second generation gangster refused without hesitation.

To put it bluntly, although the sword of the gangster doesn't look good, it looks like it was taken out of the garbage heap.

But what about the reality?

If you offer ten high-grade magic swords in exchange, the bandit will refuse without hesitation.

The joke is already beyond the level of the best magic weapon, it is almost as good as the sword of Lingbao. How can it be so easy to get?

The boss snatched this from the senior brother of Tiangong.

This inconspicuous sword is even more valuable than the gangster's life...

If the onlookers who were busy asking for the sword as a gift heard the second generation of the bandits holding the sword that was almost pulled out of the garbage heap, they would consider it more important than their own lives.

They were all so angry that they vomited blood!

"Fellow Taoist, Long advises you, you should change your sword!" Even the second-generation bandit's opponent, Long Zongfeng, couldn't stand it. Because the second-generation bandit holding a tattered sword,

It seemed to be too shabby, and the trembling Lianlong worshiper felt a little sorry.

Moreover, he also has his own little thoughts.

He came here to fight, and apart from fighting, nothing else mattered.

The Li family, winning or losing, these are all unimportant. His purpose is very simple, that is to fight the second generation bandit!

"You know what the heck!" Faced with Long Zongfeng's kind words, the second-generation bandit didn't have any good feelings for him. He simply hated the person who kept saying he was small.

He has been biting hard in his heart...

The gangster will give you a good beating later, and let you see, the gangster's is bigger than yours!

"....!"

The second generation bandit's vulgar curse made Long Chongfeng unable to reply. Anyway, he didn't know when he offended this little Taoist friend, the second generation bandit. He originally wanted to make a friend with this little fellow Taoist after the battle.

.However, depending on the situation, making friends may not be possible.

Since you can't make friends, then become your rivals!

Once you become an opponent, you can fight him in the market!

Even the second-generation bandit didn't realize that this famous man named Long Zongzong in Daqin City had already set his sights on him for some unknown reason.

And the reason for targeting him is very simple, that is, he wants to fight with him.

In fact, no one in the entire Daqin City discovered that the always sarcastic Long Zongfeng had another side, and that was a martial arts idiot!

The reason why no one noticed it was that he had tried to compete with people of the same level as him in the entire Daqin City, but they were all defeated by him. But he couldn't beat the powerful Yuanying old monster.

And he couldn't find anyone in the top ten on the Dragon and Phoenix list.

Therefore, the characteristic of worshiping the dragon who has been staying in Daqin City has never been seen by anyone.

But I know very well about the dragon worshiping me.

When I saw the second generation of bandits, this little boy, with his elementary level of cultivation of the golden elixir, and his extremely weird and fierce fighting style, defeated the three major ministers of the Li family.

The dragon enshrines the soul of the saved Wu Chi and ignites violently.

His eyes are full of high-spirited fighting spirit! (To be continued.)