A broken knife actually cut off the demigod sword in the hands of the manager of Yunxianju. This made countless theatergoers on the street stunned, and there was silence all around.

"How is this possible..."

Everyone thought they were hallucinating, and many people subconsciously rubbed their eyes vigorously.

But, facts are facts.

"This knife of yours..."

Young Master Qing of the fox demon clan glared angrily at the guy named Li Heidao in front of him. This guy didn't even have the cultivation level of a god. How could he possibly cut off a demi-god sword?

Moreover, the big black knife in the opponent's hand is clearly the broken knife that can be seen everywhere on the street!

"You lose, bring Mu Xingzhu."

Gu Fei's clone stretched out his big hand directly in front of Mr. Qing.

Young Master Qing's expression changed several times.

"Why, the dignified Young Master Qing of the Fox Clan, is he going to default on his debt in full view of everyone?"

Gu Fei's clone said very disdainfully.

"this……"

Mr. Qing is a man of honor, and he can't afford to lose this person if he defaults on his debt in full view of the public.

"snort!"

Young Master Qing directly gave the Wood Spirit Pearl in his hand to Gu Fei's clone.

"Thank you very much."

Gu Fei's clone grabbed the wooden spirit bead.

The people and demons around were very envious, and many people had even begun to dream of the Wood Spirit Pearl in Gu Fei's clone.

Even if a casual cultivator from out of town dies in Dongyang City, it is nothing new, because many people die every day in Dongyang City.

The status of the human race in the Eastern Wasteland is really not good.

But now, Gu Fei's clone is here.

"snort!"

Mr. Qing snorted coldly, turned around and walked into Yunxian Residence.

"We don't welcome you here."

The manager of Yunxianju stared at Gu Fei's clone, so angry. He paid a huge price to get his sword!

But now, his semi-divine sword was cut in two by this guy named Li Heidao, and his heart was bleeding!

"Tch, I don't want to come yet."

Gu Fei's clone turned around and left.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

At this time, a fat man wearing Taoist robes came over and called to Gu Fei's clone.

"What's the matter with you?"

He could tell at a glance that this fat man was from the human race, not those from the demon race.

"Um...fellow Taoist, do you want to sell this knife in your hand?"

The fat man stared at the big black knife in Gu Fei's clone's hand and said.

"What, you want my knife?"

Gu Fei's clone said with some surprise.

"Yes, I think this sword has not been refined yet by fellow Taoist, so it is not a natal sword. How about selling it to me?"

The fat man smiled.

"An unrefined sword?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the dog demon on the side, and then he left with a sound.

When the others heard the fat man's words, they were also moved.

At this time, everyone realized that the big black knife in the hand of Gu Fei's clone was not consistent with his aura at all. If this knife was refined by him, then he could refine the knife into his body. Where would it be used?

Carrying?

"Fellow Taoist, I am Langshan, the son of General Langqi, the guard of Dongyang City. I want this sword of yours."

At this time, a young man in brocade clothes walked out from the crowd.

A group of people surged up behind the son of a great general, and these people drove everyone around him aside.

Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

In Dongyang City, the general who guards the city is second only to the city lord, and he holds military power. Who dares to provoke the son of the general? Are you tired of living?

Langshan strode up to Gu Fei's clone.

Gu Fei's mind and body revealed that it turned out to be a wolf demon, but the cultivation level of this wolf demon was much stronger than that of Mr. Qing, and he was at the middle level of the divine realm.

The forces in Dongyang City are complex, but Gu Fei's clone doesn't care about them.

"Haha, if you want this knife from me, fine, the one with the highest price will get it!"

Gu Fei's clone laughed.

"That's right!"

Langshan nodded.

"..."

The fat man did not speak, but everyone knew that the fat man would not easily give up the big black knife in his hand called Li Heidao.

Who doesn’t want a magical weapon?

You know, a good magic weapon can double the combat power of a warrior.

Soon, several more demon clans stood up, and the power behind them was not small. Langshan wanted to use his father's reputation to scare away all the demon clansmen and those who wielded this knife.

However, the effect does not seem to be very good, because not everyone can be scared away.

"Come on, start bidding!"

Gu Fei's clone glanced at everyone and said.

"One thousand top-grade divine stones."

Langshan rushed to bid.

In the virtual world, divine stones circulate, and the quality of divine stones can be divided into three types: low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade.

One thousand high-grade sacred stones is equivalent to one thousand kilograms, and sacred stones are calculated in kilograms.

"Hey, Langshan, you asked for a thousand high-grade divine stones as soon as you opened your mouth. Do you have that many high-grade divine stones?"

The fat man in Taoist robes sneered.

"Damn fat man, who are you? Are you tired of living!?"

Langshan stared at the fat man and said fiercely, he is a wolf monster, not a kind person. In his eyes, humans are just inferior creatures.

"Put up your wolf ears and listen carefully. I am a descendant of the Immortal Sect."

The fat man said proudly.

"What……"

When Langshan heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and so did the big demons around him.

The Immortal Sect, in the virtual world, is a hidden sect like the Lingtian Palace, and the Immortal Sect is more mysterious than the Lingtian Palace.

However, no one dares to underestimate the Immortal Sect, because this inheritance is extremely powerful, and the descendants of the Immortal Sect are even more powerful.

Langshan directly took out a sacred stone ticket, which was a ticket for a thousand high-grade sacred stones. This kind of ticket was from the largest trading house in the Eastern Wilderness, the Fire Emperor Trading Company.

Exchange for sacred stones.

"I didn't expect that a little wolf demon like you has some wealth!"

The fat man was a little surprised that Langshan could actually produce a thousand high-grade sacred stones.

"Fat man, if you don't have the divine stone, then get lost!"

Langshan sneered.

"I don't have the sacred stone."

The fat man said dejectedly.

"Then get out!"

One of Langshan's men shouted at the fat man extremely arrogantly.
To be continued...