Most of the things were sold, and a total of 350 Xuanhuang coins were harvested.
The three items with the highest value were left behind.
One of them is a second-grade red fruit.
The second one was a jet black dagger found in Zhou Yunhe's arms. He didn't know what grade of magic weapon it was.
Finally, there is a yellowed ancient secret book.
This secret book records a powerful swordsmanship that is close to magical power.
If it is refined to a profound level, its power is almost comparable to supernatural powers!
Ye Xinghe also saw that the prices of the remaining three items were too high.
It is no longer something that the people here can bear.
He got up and packed up, preparing to go to the store area to sell.
This is a stall area, and most of the people don’t have much money, so their affordability is limited.
As for the shop area, there are shops opened by many large chambers of commerce and powerful forces with strong financial resources.
They can afford high prices.
Ye Xinghe packed up his things and was about to leave.
Suddenly, it felt like the sky was getting darker.
The sky was instantly covered with black clouds, and there was a howling wind in my ears.
There was an unspeakable cold feeling coming from behind.
It seemed like there was some evil ghost lying behind him, whispering softly.
That sound seems to be able to enchant people.
A voice came coldly from behind: "Did I let you go?"
The voice was hoarse and dry, like iron scraping against each other, which made people feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
Ye Xinghe lowered his head and saw the ground.
I don't know when, dozens of pale and cold ghost claws have been stretched out, firmly grasping his legs and feet.
The people around him had already stayed far away.
"Wu Shaoming is here, and his Yin Sha Divine Palm is much better than before!"
"Yes, he can actually bring this whole street into the range of his Yin evil palm with a single thought. He is indeed a first-class magical power!"
Ye Xinghe didn't look back, smiled slightly and said: "If I want to leave, can you stop me?"
At this time, a man in black robes was standing dozens of meters behind Ye Xinghe.
He was wearing a black cloak and had a thin figure. When a gust of wind came, he seemed to have only bones.
His face couldn't be clearly seen, but there seemed to be two blue will-o'-the-wisps flying up and down where his eyes were.
Sun Xiangcheng gritted his teeth and said: "He is the eldest brother. He just broke my Yin Evil Palm with one palm!"
Wu Shaoming said in a hoarse voice: "Your Yin Evil Palm is just an inferior magical power. I modified it from the Yin Evil Divine Palm. Even if it is broken, it is not worth mentioning."
He stared at Ye Xinghe and said: "Boy, my Yin Evil Divine Palm is a first-class magical power. It can create a cold ghost realm. Just enjoy it!"
"You will have your heart devoured by thousands of ghosts and die, and you will suffer a lot of pain before you die!"
Ye Xinghe laughed: "Really?"
He didn't move at all, but there was a flash of red light on his body.
The next moment, there was a 'boom'.
The dozens of white ghost claws clinging to his legs and feet were immediately shattered.
There seemed to be shrill ghostly cries coming from the ground.
The dark cloud was blown away directly!
Dozens of transparent innocent souls around him turned into nothingness!
Then, Ye Xinghe slapped his palm backwards.
Wu Shaoming screamed, as if struck by lightning, he took a few steps back.
The green will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes instantly dimmed a lot, and it was obvious that he had been severely injured!
Wu Shaoming's face was full of horror.
"This man actually broke his Yin Evil Divine Palm without even making any movement. Is it possible that his strength is several levels higher than mine?"
Sun Xiangcheng hurried over and said, "Brother, this kid."
"This kid is a piece of shit, you still have the fucking nerve to say that!"
Wu Shaoming breathed heavily, and suddenly slapped Sun Xiangcheng on the face.
He was beaten to the point where his brains were split and he fell to the ground without any breath.
He still couldn't understand his hatred at this time, and stepped hard on Sun Xiangcheng's head.
"If you hadn't caused trouble for me, why would I be here, how could I deal with such a tyrannical person, and how could I destroy my ten years of cultivation with one punch!"
Hearing his furious voice, everyone realized what a huge loss he had just suffered.
Not only was he seriously injured, but he was also punched and lost ten years of cultivation.
At this moment, everyone was shocked.
Wu Shaoming is a long-established master in Jianqi City and has occupied this place for several years.
Killed countless strong men who coveted this place or were unruly.
The strength is really terrifying!
But this young man didn't even look back, and hit him with a casual palm, seriously injuring him.
What kind of terrifying strength is this!
Too strong!
When did such a strong man appear in the Servant Court again?
Ye Xinghe still didn't look back at this time, and said with a slight smile: "I told you, you can't stop me if I want to leave!"
A look of deep humiliation flashed in Wu Shaoming's eyes.
But he was also a man who knew how to advance and retreat. He gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I can't stop you. Thank you for your mercy just now. This is just a petty thing and not respectful!"
After Wu Shaoming finished speaking, he took out an animal skin bag and threw it over.
There was a jingling sound inside, and it was obviously Xuanhuang coins.
Ye Xinghe took it casually.
Wu Shaoming is quite sensible here, so he doesn't intend to embarrass himself.
The most important thing now is to improve your strength, not to create enemies for yourself.
Ye Xinghe left directly without even turning around.
Just so arrogant and domineering!
I'll sell you my whole back, what can you do?
In the awed gazes of everyone, Ye Xinghe slowly left.
After passing through several markets, he soon came to a busy street.
The streets are all built with white stone, which even secretly contains spiritual power.
On both sides are magnificent shops.
Ye Xinghe quickly chose this shop.
The store is called Duobao Pavilion, and it looks quite grand.
He stepped inside.
The store has expanded in size and has a lot of customers.
At this time, dozens of people were buying in the hall of Nuo Da.
The hall was filled with tall cabinets of various colors, row after row.
There are quite a lot of various treasures inside, some of which are of high level.
But Ye Xinghe was sure after just one glance.
At least, the quality of the items sold in this first level cannot be compared with the pitch black dagger in my hand.
It seems like it should fetch a good price.
"I don't know whether you want to buy something or sell something?"
A green-robed waiter came up and asked with a smile.
Ye Xinghe slightly revealed his dark dagger.
"Selling something."
The waiter was also a knowledgeable person, so he quickly and enthusiastically welcomed him to the counter.
The waiter murmured a few times next to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper was all smiles.
"Can I take a look at the young master's things first?"
Ye Xinghe nodded.
After seeing his three things, a look of horror flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes.
He thought to himself: "This jet black dagger is absolutely extraordinary!" "If we add some gimmicks in our store, I'm afraid it can be sold for a high price of eight hundred Xuanhuang coins!"