Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 119 Star Sword

In front of the crystal counter, there are seven or eight martial arts in the late stage. Most of them are watching the lively, and the remaining two are bargaining with the boss.

"This sword is too expensive, can you be cheaper?"

"I bought the 20,000 pieces of the lower stone."

The boss is a 40-year-old Sven middle-aged man with a beard on his chin. He shook his head. "The 30,000 pieces of the lower spirits, no more, no less."

"How about the 24,000 pieces of the next product, this is my whole body."

Sven still shakes his head in middle age.

When I saw it, some people who wanted to buy a sword were helpless. Although they were holding the Yuan Dynasty’s late warriors, their body’s lower-grade Lingshi was about 20,000 to 30,000. This is already very rich. Outside Wucheng, most of them are embraced. In the late Yuan Dynasty, the martial arts may not even be able to take out the 10,000 pieces of the lower-grade Lingshi, not to mention the fact that they have to cultivate a large number of Lingshi, which obviously cannot be spent.

"Three thousand pieces of the next product, I want it."

Ye Chen and Murong fell to the side of the city.

Sven looked at Ye Chen in the middle of the year and doubted: "Do you want to buy?" He has been stalking Wucheng for many years. He clearly knows that he can take out 30,000 pieces of the lower-grade Lingshi, which are basically some old-fashioned martial artists in the late stage. The other party is young. It is calculated that there are absolutely not so many undergraduates from the Taizong Gate, unless it is the top genius in the Zongmen, qualified to go to the ancient heritage, and get many treasures and Zongmen exchange.

Ye Chen did not say anything, and took out three boxes of Lingshi directly from the storage ring.

"Well, the star mark sword belongs to you." Sven middle-aged face is bright, he recently looked at a set of low-level martial arts, which contains light power, palms, and exercises. More down the spirit stone, but together to sell, the total value of up to 70,000, and now there are still 20,000, as for the sale of the star-sword sword, the 10,000 lower-quality stone is used to cultivate for themselves.

"Hey, this kid is too rich! Take the 30,000 pieces of the lower stone and take it."

"I am sure that he must be a genius disciple of the Grand Gate and have entered the land of ancient inheritance. Otherwise, even with his age, even if he has accumulated for four or five years, there may not be so many spiritual stones."

"Well, this is reasonable. You look at the masked woman next to him. It seems to be the peak of the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. However, the volatility that comes out of the whole body seems to be above us. It must be a certain skill. The practice, the quality of the true gas and the high total amount of terrible, the kid and her walk together, most of them are not simple."

In the vicinity of the veterans of the Yuan Dynasty, there were many arguments, some of them showed the color of surprise, some were greedy, some were envious.

Murong Allure whispered: "It's expensive, the best quality treasure is worth 20,000, definitely not more than 25,000."

Ye Chen doesn't care: "I don't lack Lingshi now, but I don't have a sword. It doesn't matter."

The star mark sword in the crystal counter is four feet long. The sword body is not in the scabbard. The whole body exudes a fascinating sword light. It is like a star in the sky. It flashes and is very extraordinary. Ye Chen looks at it at a glance. The star-sword sword is the top item in the sword of the lower grade. It is slightly better than the cracked knife that Lin Qi bought at the beginning. It is not bought at this moment. If it is bought by others, it is regrettable.

"Slow, this star marks the sword I want."

Sven middle-aged is about to hand the star mark sword to Ye Chen, one hand to stop him, the voice is indifferent.

Everyone looked at it, and the shot blocked a middle-aged man with a sullen face. The other side had a sulky nose, a triangular eye, and a thin face. The thin body was like a gust of wind that could blow down. He only noticed the extremely cold atmosphere of his body. Small vision.

"This person is the elder of the inner gate of the Eagle Eagle - blood eagle sword original Zongbo." Some people recognize the fat middle-aged identity, whisper.

"It's him. This is a good show. The original Zongbo is the old-fashioned veteran of the Yuan Dynasty. The ordinary Wuyuan is not the enemy of his sword."

"You can't get the star mark sword, look at the excitement."

"Hey!"

The audience gathered a little, standing not far away to watch the situation develop.

Ye Chen's face sank, his eyes looked at Sven's middle age, and now he looks at the other's attitude. If he insists on selling the Star Sword to himself, everything is easy to say.

Sven middle-aged opened the palm of the original Zongbo, against Ye Chendao: "Little brother, star mark sword is yours, as for how you deal with the star mark sword, it has nothing to do with me."

Take a breath, leaf dust took over the star mark sword.

Humph!

The original singer looked cold and looked at Sven middle age. "Good, I don't give me the face of Yuan Zongbo. It seems that you are very confident."

"Our side of the line is sitting straight, of course, confident, this star mark sword has paid the Lingshi, and now belongs to him." Sven middle age no fear.

In the eyes of the murder, if it is not Wucheng, it is forbidden to fight, the original Zongbo has already killed Swen’s middle-aged sword, and there will be nonsense with the other side, and now the star-mark sword is in the hands of Ye Chen, he continues to threaten Sven’s middle-aged Useless.

Looking over the side to the leaf dust, the original Zong Bodao: "Little brother, open a price, sell this star mark sword to me, there is something to say later."

Collapse the star mark sword, Ye Chendao: "Sorry, don't sell."

"You have to think clearly." The original Zongbo eyes smashed.

"This is exactly the result of thinking clearly. Now we still have something to say." Ye Chen does not want to entangle with Yuan Zong Bodo. This kind of person does not say that a few words can make him change his role, so he said Did not say, purely wasted time.

"Kid, you are looking for death, don't think that Wucheng can protect you for a lifetime. As long as you are out of Wucheng, my original Zongbo has a way to let you hand over the Star Mark sword. Of course, at that time, it is not a star mark sword that can solve the problem. I also need to collect some interest." The original singer bleeds blood almost continuously, so that his face is slightly reddish, and the palms are tightly gripped, and the roots are highlighted.

As for the original Zongbo’s rumors, Ye Chen did not hear it, and he went out of Wucheng. Everyone relied on the skill. If he was scared by one or two sentences, then he also came out to practice what he was doing. Well, at least the Yunyun Zong has a strong protection of the stars.

Looking at the back of Ye Chen, everyone was amazed.

"This kid is really crisp, and he ignores the original Zongbo."

"But it is difficult for the original Zongbo to kill him! The masked woman next to him is very strong. The two men join hands and may hurt the original Zongbo."

"What is the matter by woman."

Listening to the words of the people, the original singer booed, he naturally saw the power of Murong's city, but he had the confidence to kill Ye Chen, and then calmly left, and his eyes are so old, the relationship between Murong and Ye Chen It is just an ordinary friend. It will always be separated. At that time, he wants the other party to die without a place of burial. This is the price of offending his original Zongbo.

After licking the sleeves, the original Zong Bo turned and left. He wanted to find someone to monitor the leaf dust, lest the other party sneak away without knowing.

The other side of the main hall.

Murong pours the city road: "The original Zongbo is not simple. With your strength, it is estimated to be a little stubborn." She didn't want to fight against Ye Chen, so she used the word stubbornly. Seriously, Ye Chen met the original Zongbo only to escape, as for Whether to escape or not is unknown.

"It’s not dangerous to experience it. It’s just a little bit of food.” Ye Chen is not worried. He now has the third-style cultivation method of breaking the virtual, and there is an increase in the light and secret method of floating Luo Sanxuan, just give him a month, The strength will certainly be able to go up to the next level. Even if you can't fight the original Zongbo, you can make the other party greatly jealous. Of course, if you cultivate to reach the peak of Baoyuan, you will be more sure.

"makes sense."

Murong nodded and nodded.

I bought the Star Mark Sword. The two did not leave immediately. There are too many treasures in the trading hall. Maybe there is something they need.

Walking and walking, Murong City suddenly stopped in front of a crystal counter.

In the crystal counter, a pair of gold gloves are placed there quietly, seemingly thin, and the body exudes amazing spiritual fluctuations.

Seeing the price of gold wire gloves, Murong poured his head and did not intend to buy it.

Ye Chendao: "This pair of gloves is good, why not buy it."

"There are not so many downstones for the time being, I will say it later, and I already have a pair of gloves." As a disciple of Feitian Mozong, Murong has already had the lowest gloves, but it is obviously inferior to this pair of gold gloves.

"Two thousand three thousand pieces of the next product Lingshi, I will pay for you, thank you for taking me to Wucheng." Ye Chen simply took out two large boxes and three small boxes, which are filled with the next product Lingshi, For him, the 23,000 pieces of the lower-grade Lingshi are only a small number. He now has more than two million pieces of lower-grade Lingshi, and more than 60,000 Chinese-style Lingshi, which is richer than the ordinary nine-product sect. .

"Thank you." Murong pours the city to practice the magic of the Tao, and the temperament is not tweaked.

"Allure, why do he have to pay for it, I will send you this pair of gold gloves."

At this moment, a young man dressed in a brocade grabbed the owner of the gold stone gloves before the leaf dust.

Seeing this person, Murong has no expression on the face of the city. "Two emperors, really clever!"

"Yeah! It is very clever." The youth looks not handsome, but the body has a temperament of the emperor. He is followed by four black old men, one by one, not under the original Zongbo. People are obviously the peak warriors in the late Yuan Dynasty.

"I still think it is, this pair of gloves is not what I want!"

Murong is not going to accept the gift from the other party.

The young man turned and said, "Why, you didn't want to buy it just now?"

"I was just now, now I don't like it, Ye Chen, let's go." Murong fell to the city and left, Ye Chen was helpless to follow her.

The smile on the youth face is stiff, and Ye Chen helps him pay for the Lingshi. He can only send her but not buy it.

"Liu Lao, you send a few people to monitor them and see what the kid has to do with her."

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Second Emperor." The old man who is headed is respectful.

"It doesn't matter, otherwise don't blame me."

Gloomy glanced at the leaf dust, the young man dropped the gold silk gloves and walked away.