"Don't miss the top-notch hemostatic powder and golden sore medicine when you pass by. One bottle only costs 100,000 yuan, and one bottle only costs 100,000 yuan."
"A large golden ring knife, weighing eighty pounds, with short blow-dry hair, priced at two million!"
"Centennial ginseng, price negotiable."
"The Buddhist Shadowless Kick is a leg technique created by a generation of saintly monks. It costs only five million dollars."
"One copy of the mysterious treasure map and one copy of the mysterious treasure map. Brothers who are familiar with our country's mountains and like adventure can come and take a look. Maybe you can find a piece of martial arts inheritance."
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Most of these stall owners are very enthusiastic. They shout at this trading site just like Xue An usually goes to those night markets. The only difference is that the things they sell are in reality, and each of them is sky-high.
Well, Xue An took a stroll around and found that except for the golden sore medicine he saw at the beginning, which was the cheapest at 100,000 yuan, the other items were all ridiculously expensive, with some selling for tens of millions.
For example, Liu Miaomiao took a fancy to a martial arts secret book nearby. She said it was second-rate. Others offered it 20 million, but she refused to sell it for a dime less and refused to counter-offer.
"Zhang Junyan, please lend me your money. I will definitely buy this Douluo Mianshou."
"Miaomiao, do you want to think about it a little more? This Douluo Mianshou is really too expensive."
"Why is it expensive? Isn't it only 20 million? This is a second-rate martial arts secret book. It is very powerful. Even if it is expensive, it is a normal price. I bought it and it was worth it."
"So what if you're awesome? Do you still go out to fight with people every day after you learn martial arts? We don't learn martial arts just to fight with people and be brave."
Zhang Junyan persuaded Liu Miaomiao so earnestly that his lips were almost dry. He prayed silently in his heart along the way, just hoping that there would be no more second-rate martial arts secret books at this Xishanyi trade fair. However,
Well, when I got here, I casually wandered into a stall and there was a Douluo Mate, which is very suitable for girls to practice.
Douluo Cotton Hand is a Buddhist martial art. It is recorded in the Surangama Sutra that the Buddha's hand is Douluo Cotton Hand. This hand is similar to the Cotton Palm in martial arts, but higher than the Cotton Palm. After being practiced, it will be as soft as cotton and as strong as cotton.
Iron, specializes in horizontal kung fu such as breaking iron cloth shirts.
Seeing this palm technique, Liu Miaomiao stood here, unable to move her legs at all.
Watching the two of them arguing here, I let out a slight sigh in my heart. Although these two people kept bickering, it could be seen that the two of them were still quite wealthy.
But Xue An, as for him, can be said to be heavily in debt now. It's not that he has no money. He still has hundreds of millions in cash on hand. But the money in his hand has passed the review of the three desert islands.
After paying the rent, he needs to prepare for the development. Now he has money, but he needs to spend more money, so he may not be willing to buy it even if he wants to buy it here.
"It seems that he is trying to find a way to get some quick money." Xue An looked at the densely packed square with so many ancient warriors and thought to himself.
Youdao is poor in literature and rich in martial arts. All the warriors at this fair have some money in their hands. Even two newbies like Liu Miaomiao and Zhang Junyan may have a cash flow of ten or twenty million in their hands.
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There are so many ancient warriors in the square now. In Xue An's eyes, they are no longer human beings. They are just fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. It shouldn't be difficult to make some money from them.
The biggest question now is, what should he come up with to get money from these fat sheep?
Just when he started to think about how to proceed, a commotion suddenly came from the bedside, which immediately attracted Xue An's attention. When he followed the sound and looked over, he saw a very clear look on Liu Miaomiao's face next to him.
The slap mark was from someone else, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
And Zhang Junyan is now lying on the ground, covering his lower abdomen with his hands, looking in pain.
Next to these two people stood a middle-aged warrior with a gloomy expression.
"What's wrong?" Xue An raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly stepped forward to help Zhang Junyan up, then turned to look at Liu Miaomiao next to him in confusion.
Before Liu Miaomiao could answer him, the gloomy middle-aged warrior snorted coldly: "You brat, are you with them? If you don't want to get beaten, get out of here."
He said with a smug smile on his face.
"Xue An, please leave quickly. This has nothing to do with you." Liu Miaomiao heard this and said anxiously: "This matter has nothing to do with him. We don't know him."
"Don't know? I don't know him. How do you know his name?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, obviously not believing it: "Since we are together, then we will beat them together."
Saying this, the middle-aged man attacked Xue An with his fist.
This man's moves were silent and elusive, but his speed was extremely fast, and there was no sound of breaking through the air at all. Unlike those ordinary ancient warriors who could hit the air with a punch, this shows that this man's martial arts cultivation
Because he was already higher than those warriors, his punch seemed soft, like a tiger slapping him lightly. The flesh pads under his claws looked soft, but they could definitely break mountains and split rocks.
"Jie Jie!" Seeing Xue An facing his punch, he couldn't avoid it. The middle-aged gloomy man smiled more and more wildly, as if he had already seen Xue An, under his punch.
, the miserable appearance of broken bones.
Their scene naturally attracted many ancient warriors nearby. When they saw this scene, they all mourned for Xue An.
"This boy is in trouble now."
"That's right, it's not easy to offend anyone. This guy, this guy can be very ruthless. If you're not careful, you may be destroyed directly."
"Being targeted by Yama's hand is what we call the true calling of heaven. Heaven will not respond. Calling earth will not respond."
"This guy is too cruel. We should stay away from him. Don't get targeted by this guy. Then we will be out of luck."
"Yes, yes, move quickly, move quickly, this guy is not easy to mess with."
"The hand of Yama is here too."
I don’t know what Yama Luo’s real name is, but because his martial arts are very powerful and his behavior is very ruthless, just like Yama, over time, people in the world gave him Yama Luo’s hand.
This guy is a master of the Huajin stage, and he is also one of the few masters of the Huajin stage that Xue An discovered at this trade fair just now.
Yama Luo Shou is a cunning and cunning person, and he is ruthless in his attacks, and he always takes revenge. Therefore, when ordinary warriors see Yama Luo Shou, those with a lower level than him will try to stay away from him and will not provoke him at all, in order to avoid being caught.
This guy is being targeted.
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