Ning Fan wanted to pick up the ancient sword again, but the sword was filled with black evil energy, as if the sword was sharp.
Boo hoo hoo!!!
It directly scratched Ning Fan's hand and several wounds on his body.
If Ning Fan hadn't used his own energy to resist in advance, he might have been penetrated.
A drop of blood fell from the wound onto the ancient sword, and it quickly disappeared and was directly absorbed.
"Good guy, you really drink blood." Ning Fan was a little surprised.
However, it seems that Gu Jian became much quieter after drinking blood, not as crazy as before.
"Boy, are you really a warrior?" the fat Taoist asked.
"If I wasn't a warrior, why would you follow me?"
Ning Fan picked up the sword. Although this sword was a bit evil, it had to be said that it was indeed a rare treasure.
The blade of the sword is three fingers wide, open on both sides, and has two difficult-to-understand characters engraved on the right side.
"Xie Feng!"
"There is a word, Taoist, take a look." The fat Taoist climbed out from under the table.
I didn't dare to pick it up, but looked at it. There were indeed two characters on it, but they were not the hieroglyphics that appear today.
It seems to be a writing that existed in a more distant era.
"Boy, how did you recognize these two characters?" the fat Taoist asked.
"Feel."
Ning Fan used to travel to some places with his master and discovered many ancient ruins, including these ancient texts.
My own master also studied for a long time before he understood these meanings.
The earth has existed for so many years. Although there is scientific reasoning now, there are still too many blank periods.
Who knows what these historical gaps are and what they have experienced.
The fat Taoist priest gave Ning Fan a strange look, then went to pour a glass of water to calm down his shock.
"Brother, it's not easy for you to suppress this sword."
"Just so so, sell me this sword of yours." Ning Fan said.
Although this sword is a bit evil, it has to be said to be a very powerful weapon.
You can improve yourself some strength.
When the fat Taoist priest heard that Ning Fan was willing to buy it, he immediately said with a smile: "Brother, we are destined, so let's not talk nonsense. I will sell it to you cheaper for 500 million."
"Five hundred million, you can play with it yourself."
Ning Fan threw the sword over.
"ah--"
Once again, the fat Taoist priest was so frightened that he quickly said: "Take it, take it."
"It's boring. This sword is indeed a treasure, but you can't hold it down yourself, let alone others. Who would be willing to buy such a vicious sword?"
"Brother, it really can't be missed. You also know that in order to get this sword, I went through a lot of ups and downs."
Ning Fan drank a glass of wine and saw the waiter come in. Ning Fan gave him a small tip and said, "Forget what happened just now."
"Thank you, thank you!" The waiter thanked him quickly after receiving the money.
"Brother, how about you make a price?"
"Five million, I want it."
puff--
The fat Taoist priest almost fainted: "You are not bargaining, it is clearly robbery."
"Just tell me whether to give it or not. You also know that it's difficult to make a move, so why not be a favor?" Ning Fan said.
"Brother, let's do this. I won't say anything. We can't afford less than two hundred million."
"No money!"
Hearing this, the fat Taoist priest's face immediately turned green.
He works in this profession and knows how powerful this sword is, but he just drank Ning Fan's blood.
If I go to get it again, I won't be able to suppress the evil spirit at all.
The fat Taoist priest murmured in his heart for a long time and said, "Well, let's just treat it as knowing a friend."