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Chu Yang turned a deaf ear to these taunts, held up the black iron sword and casually made a sword flower, and said loudly:

"Everyone, this sword is called Wufeng. It is made of Moyuan Black Iron and weighs thirty-six kilograms. It is suitable for monks who practice fierce swordsmanship. I can guarantee that this sword is definitely a low-grade magical weapon. Please Do not worry!"

After listening to Chu Yang's introduction, everyone started discussing.

"This sword weighs thirty-six pounds. I can't see it, right?"

"Definitely not. Look at how easily he holds it. He has a sword flower in his arms. It only weighs two or three pounds!"

"Have you ever heard of Mo Yuan Xuan Tie? I think he was the one who fooled us by making random nonsense. It seems that Wei Yuan's decision not to come is the right choice."

Everyone talked for a while and expressed disbelief.

At this time, the thin middle-aged man who had been teasing him loudly said: "Young Master Cousin, none of us have seen the magic weapon. It's hard for people to believe what you just say. How about you prove it and open everyone's eyes?"

At first glance, this thin middle-aged man was deliberately looking for trouble. Chu Yang turned to look at him and asked, "Do you want me to prove it?"

Hearing that there was something wrong with Chu Yang's tone, the thin middle-aged man obviously hesitated for a moment, but when he saw that the tribesmen were looking at him and felt that he could not lose face, he frowned and said: "That's right, if you don't dare to prove it, it means it's fake! "

"In that case, I'll prove it to you."

Chu Yang smiled slightly, suddenly raised his right arm, and suddenly swung his sword at the thin middle-aged man.

This movement was so fast that no one could react, let alone the thin middle-aged man facing Chu Yang, who had no time to dodge.

Wei Yongyuan and others next to him were shocked. They thought Chu Yang was angry and wanted to kill the guy opposite, so they quickly stretched out their hands to stop him.

Unfortunately, Chu Yang's movement was too fast. Everyone saw the black iron sword turning into an afterimage, and then a green wave of energy erupted from the sword, striking the ground like a laser.

boom!

The ground shook violently, the soil splashed and crackled in the surrounding area.

Everyone quickly raised their hands to block, and when the dust fell to the ground, the people around them put down their sleeves and looked forward.

"ah!"

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but scream in surprise.

At this time, on the dirt ground between Chu Yang and the thin middle-aged man, a sword mark thirteen meters long, one meter wide, and more than two feet deep suddenly appeared, and the end of this sword mark could stop at The crotch of the thin middle-aged man was only half an inch away from his crotch!

The thin middle-aged man was frightened. He glanced at Chu Yang blankly, and then looked down at his crotch.

After discovering that he was almost castrated, the thin middle-aged man broke out in cold sweat and his legs were shaking. If he hadn't froze in fear, he would have been lying on the ground.

Chu Yang took back his hand and asked with interest: "How is it? You should believe it now, right?"

The thin middle-aged man swallowed and trembled: "I believe it, I believe it, this sword is indeed a magic weapon, it is really powerful..."

Chu Yang stopped as soon as he saw what was going on. He didn't argue with him anymore and turned to look at the crowd opposite.

After witnessing Wu Feng's power, the attitudes of the twenty or so people on the opposite side changed dramatically. They no longer looked at Chu Yang with suspicion, but became more eager. Even the team automatically became neat and uniform.

"I said that a magic weapon is a magic weapon and will not lie to others. Do you believe it now?"

Chu Yang was very satisfied with the expressions of these people.

The sword just now used almost all the spiritual power he could channel, and coupled with the bonus of the magic weapon, the effect was still very significant. Of course, if it had been anyone else, such an astonishing scene would definitely not have happened.

Upon hearing the question, the more than 20 people across from him nodded hurriedly, saying repeatedly: "I believe it, I believe it, we have never doubted it."

Chu Yang smiled slightly, and did not care about the inconsistent attitudes of these people, and said: "This sword is indeed a magic weapon, but its power will vary from person to person. When the time comes that you can't exert the effect, don't blame me?"

"Don't complain, don't complain. If we can't perform well, it's because we are not good at our studies. How can we blame Young Master Biao?"

A man standing in the front row shook his head wildly, the enthusiasm in his eyes almost overflowing.

"Well, I will send the magic weapon to you now, hoping to improve your combat power."

Chu Yang thought about it for a moment, reached out and threw the black iron sword to the burly man on the far right in the row: "Catch it!"

The burly man was stunned. He didn't expect that the sword was given to him first. After reacting, he stretched out his hand and grasped Wufeng's hilt.

After getting Wu Feng, the burly man waved it a few times and felt that it was very handy. He couldn't help but said happily: "Thank you, Master Biao!"

"No need to be polite."

Seeing this man about to salute, Chu Yang waved his hand and took out another weapon from the Qiankun Ring.

Seeing that it was a sharp long knife, the remaining eight people in the front row subconsciously took a step forward, hoping to get their hands on this long knife that was selling well.

Seeing this, Chu Yang comforted him: "Don't worry, everyone has a share. I chose weapons based on the skills of the nine of you. Like Wei Kuishan, he himself practiced epee, so I chose this weapon for him." It’s the same with Wu Feng and you guys, everyone has a suitable weapon.”

I heard that this weapon was selected based on the characteristics of each person's skills. The people in the front row were so excited and grateful that they didn't know what to say.

Chu Yang did this originally to win over people's hearts. Now it seems that it has achieved the desired effect. He will use some methods later to prevent them from working without hesitation.

Of course, these are all his inner thoughts, and naturally they will not be expressed.

Then, under everyone's eager gaze, Chu Yang distributed the remaining weapons to these people one by one.

These weapons included knives, swords, guns and sticks, all of which were rare high-end weapons in the mortal world. After getting them, everyone went to practice in the open space.

For a while, exclamations came one after another around, and they were obviously shocked by the power of these magic weapons.

Retracting his gaze, Chu Yang looked at the crowd opposite.

These people were all in the Qi Refining Stage. After seeing the weapons Chu Yang gave them, they were envious and jealous, and they only hated that their cultivation was a little bit worse and they had no chance to get such powerful weapons.

Chu Yang understood their thoughts, thought for a while and said: "Everyone, I said before that if the masters of the foundation building stage are willing to help, I will give them a magic weapon as a thank you gift. If the masters of the Qi refining stage are willing to help, I will give them enough elixirs for future practice. If they break through the realm during their stay in Jiangzhou and are willing to stay and help, I will also give them a magic weapon. I wonder if everyone is satisfied with this condition?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied!"

The remaining dozen people were boiling. They didn't expect that they could have such generous conditions. This is even higher than the treatment in the Wei family. Anyone who is not willing is a fool.

Looking at the ecstatic clansmen, Wei Sizhe smiled bitterly and said to his father: "Why do I feel that Xiaoyang is poaching people? With such high conditions, are there any clansmen who are willing to come back?"