Chapter 411 Don't know whether to say something or not
Boom!!
Suddenly, there was a violent vibration in the void, and a terrifying pressure descended like a hundred thousand mountains.
"Quasi-Emperor!"
Qi Xiuyuan raised his eyelids slightly and saw Jiutian, the owner of Mingjian Villa.
Although this Jiutian is known as the number one person under the emperor like him, he also has the title of the fifth master of the Yin Yue Dynasty.
But he is the first person under the Emperor of the Yin Yue Dynasty, and he is the first person under the Emperor of Huanggu. There is a gap between the two by several levels.
Even the bald donkey in the third lane, with the blessing of the combat power of Xiannu's seal, is enough to press Jiutian to the ground and rub it.
"Father!"
"The owner of the village!"
Compared to Qi Xiuyuan and others' disdain, Yijian and others seemed to have a backbone.
Unlike other major realms, which are divided into nine small levels, the quasi-emperor realm only has four levels: primary, intermediate, high, and peak.
Not long after Ye Chen broke through to the first level of quasi-emperor, Jiutian had already reached the peak of quasi-emperor.
"Does this Ye Chen really think that there is no one in my Mingjian Villa?!"
After Jiutian saw that Jianlu was looted, his anger level reached full level in an instant.
After the battle situation on the front line stabilized, he successfully obtained the approval of the Emperor of Six Paths to let him come back to deal with Ye Chen's matter.
Originally, he felt that the current situation was stronger than others, and he planned to soften his position and make an enemy that would be easy to resolve but not easy to make.
But who would have thought that when he came back after traveling all night, he would actually see this scene in front of him.
Now it is no longer a matter of surrender, Ye Chen has already broken the foundation of their Famous Sword Villa.
Yi Jian said with a fierce look on his face: "This time, Ye Chen will be cut into pieces, and I will use his blood to unseal the magic sword."
"Let me go, who gave him the mysterious confidence!"
Qin Feng was speechless on the spot.
A peak quasi-emperor actually wants to kill the Chosen Son who is at the lower level of the Quasi-Emperor, and he is also a Chosen Son at the myth level.
How hard it is for him to think about it!
But this has nothing to do with him directly. His main task now is to send love.
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Qin Feng didn't care whether he was talking about it or not, and said directly: "Even if you take back the famous sword in the sword house, you still lack the magic sword to control the situation. It really can't be called the famous sword villa."
"Excalibur!?"
Jiutian rolled his eyes on the spot, feeling that Qin Feng really thought highly of them.
There were only ten divine weapons in the ancient times, and their famous sword villa would never be able to do so, not to mention that among the ten divine swords, there were only two divine swords, the Sky Sword and the Wuchen Divine Sword.
One is in Qin Feng's hand, and the other is in Shenxiu's hand.
The former has a powerful background, and the latter has become an emperor. Neither of them is a being that their Famous Sword Villa can provoke.
However, I recently heard that Shenxiu passed the Wuchen Sword to Lin San, so it’s not impossible to grab it.
"I don't need any magic sword at Mingjian Villa!"
Yi Jian raised the demon sword in his hand and said coldly: "With the ancient demon sword here, I will sweep across the world and dominate the heavens!"
Buzz! Buzz!
As if sensing the emotion of the sword, the magic sword actually flashed a faint black light.
"forget about it!"
Qin Feng played hard to get, turned around and sighed: "Originally, for the sake of my friends, I wanted to give you a 20% discount to help you refine the magic sword to suppress the situation. Who knew you didn't need it? I'm just being sentimental..."
"20% off!"
Jiutian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately became excited.
Now it is no longer a secret that Qin Feng ranks first in the list of talent for cultivating weapons, and the news that he waved his hand to summon a thousand divine swords in the capital of Great Xia has spread.
This caused all the major forces in the ancient times to lose their composure, and they were all trying to find ways to ask Qin Feng to refine the artifact.
It is said that in order to successfully ask Qin Feng to take action, some forces are looking for a charming wife of the same style as the Crown Princess.
Yi Jian said with a mocking look on his face: "How can you still refine a divine sword with your half-dead state now!?"
“It’s not a big problem!”
Qin Feng said leisurely: "Although I can't do anything with others now, I can barely make artifacts. I refined two artifacts not long ago. You should have noticed it!"
"Amitabha!"
Master No. 3 clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, and then thought of the unbearable past.
"That's the divine weapon Thunder Tribulation!"
Yi Jian couldn't help but frown.
Many people had seen the thunder tribulation over Cuizhu Peak not long ago, but no one dared to step forward to check it out due to the intimidation of Qi Xiuyuan, the Dao Jue.
"Wouldn't that be great!"
Jiutian couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and he wanted to make a reservation with Qin Feng first.
But before he could open his mouth, he was stopped by a sword.
He is very clear about Qin Feng's virtues, but he doesn't believe that he has the consciousness to help others when they need it.
“Forget it if you don’t believe it!”
Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh, and turned around to leave in the four-wheeled vehicle.
Just before leaving, I accidentally took out the Endless Sword Box and dropped it on the ground.
There was just a clang, and the fallen endless sword box opened without knowing why, and a thousand divine swords flew out like wild horses.
"So many divine swords!"
The seven sword slaves immediately became short of breath and their eyes all turned red.
For a swordsman, seeing the Divine Sword is like seeing black stockings and wanting to be rude and tear the stockings apart.
Even Jiutian, who was at the peak of his quasi-emperor status, could not resist the temptation of so many divine swords.
Just seeing Qi Xiuyuan and the demon monk Sannong in red beside Qin Feng, and thinking of the Moon God, Blue Demon, and Holy Lord Wuling behind Qin Feng, Lychee suddenly defeated her desire.
"Excuse me!"
Qin Feng gave everyone an apologetic look, took out his command and summoned the sword back to the Endless Sword Box.
"Hoo ho!"
Jiutian took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "I wonder how many spiritual stones are needed to refine a divine sword?!"
"One!?"
Xiao Bai immediately exclaimed in an exaggerated manner: "Yao Shou, the famous Sword Villa, the holy place in the eyes of human sword cultivators, can only buy one divine sword!"
"Well……"
Everyone in Mingjian Villa suddenly had black lines on their heads, and they didn't understand how a good rabbit could have a mouth.
"Why!"
Qin Feng suddenly said with an aggrieved face: "There are many ways to insult people, but you asked me how much a magic sword costs. How could your 37-degree mouth say such cold words?"
"Um!?"
Jiutian and others were full of questions and didn't understand why Qin Feng was still aggrieved.
"Do you really think that I am number one in the tool cultivation talent list because someone blew it out!?"
Qin Feng took advantage of the fact that the other party had not downloaded the anti-fraud app and started to brag: "I'm not bragging to you. Now I have a lot of experience in refining divine swords. I have to produce twenty or thirty divine swords in one furnace. How about you?"
I really can’t handle it.”
"A furnace of twenty or thirty divine swords!"
Jiutian and others were so shocked that they were dumbfounded, and their hearts couldn't calm down for a long time.
They asked for a divine sword but could not get it, but at the age of eighteen, he achieved the freedom of the divine sword.
"Amitabha!"
Master No. 3 put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, and found that the scene in front of him was so familiar...
