Hearing the voice coming from behind him, Zhang Hao frowned immediately.
Turning his eyes, he found that the man in purple clothes approaching was a young man about the same age as himself.
From the aura on the other person's body, Zhang Hao could easily tell that this person's cultivation level should be a head above his own.
However, having a high level of cultivation does not mean that he is stronger than himself in combat. After practicing swordsmanship for many years, Zhang Hao's swordsmanship has already become extraordinary and holy, and he has also understood the meaning of the sword.
Against a master whose cultivation level is stronger than his own, he can still win easily.
But what made Zhang Hao fearful was that the old man following behind the young man in purple had a faint aura that no one dared to underestimate.
I'm afraid they all have reached at least the fifth level of the Emperor Realm.
Now, Zhang Hao's realm is only the first level of the Emperor Realm. Facing a master of the fifth level, he has no chance of winning.
Originally, the sword was about to be obtained, but he never expected that before the deal was about to be concluded, such a troublesome thing would suddenly happen.
"Two million spiritual stones?"
Hearing the words of the man in purple, the middle-aged stall owner was also surprised. The price exceeded the sword itself, so he was naturally moved.
But the problem is, I have just agreed to sell the sword to Zhang Hao for 1.2 million spiritual stones, what should I do now?
"I have already bought this sword. I am afraid that you are a step too late."
While the middle-aged stall owner was hesitant, Zhang Hao spoke. He looked at the young man in purple who had arrived beside him.
"Haha, the money hasn't been given yet, and the sword hasn't been in your hands, so why do you say you bought it?" The young man in purple smiled faintly, with a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows, like a noble child of a big family.
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After saying this, he immediately ignored Zhang Hao and seemed to ignore him. He turned to look at the middle-aged stall owner and asked, "Two million spirit stones, do you want to sell them?"
"this……"
The middle-aged stall owner was indeed very moved, but he couldn't regret the transaction he had just made with Zhang Hao. After all, he often sold things in Tianyao City, so he couldn't lose his integrity, right?
"My friend doesn't seem to be a swordsman, right?"
Seeing that the young man in purple was ignoring him, Zhang Hao frowned even more, and he continued, "What do you mean by buying this sword?"
"I, Cao Tianle, like to collect some of these things for my collection. What does it have to do with whether I am a sword cultivator or not?" the young man in purple said, glancing at Zhang Hao with some disdain.
"Cao Tianle, the second young master of the Cao family?!"
Hearing the words of the young man in purple, the first person to react was the middle-aged stall owner.
It was already on his face that he often stayed in Tianyao City, so how could he not know the name Cao Tianle.
The overlord-level existence of Tianyao City, the Cao family, is an ancient family with a long history, and its heritage is comparable to that of a holy land. Cao Tianle is the second son of the current head of the family, and his status is as noble as the son of a god.
"Cao family?"
Zhang Hao's brows furrowed even more. He obviously knew about the Cao family, but he didn't expect that the man in purple in front of him was actually the second young master of the Cao family.
It seems that it is really impossible for me to get this sword today.
After all, the horror of an ancient family is beyond what I can imagine. It is no exaggeration to say that if the Cao family wants to die, it is as simple as crushing an ant to death.
"This sword... I will give you four million spirit stones."
Just when Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and looked a little embarrassed, suddenly a faint voice came from behind him.
"Four million?"
Who is so bold as to offer four million spiritual stones to buy a soulless sword?
Zhang Hao was surprised in his heart. Could it be that he was also a disciple of a certain family who, like Cao Tianle, liked to collect such magic weapons for his collection?
The thoughts of these dandy boys are really hard to understand.
wrong!
Why is this playboy's voice so familiar?
After being surprised, Zhang Hao's face was stunned for a moment, then he turned his eyes and found that not far behind him, a man in white clothes was walking slowly, with a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were directly on him.
He immediately recognized that the man in white was none other than Mo Wangchen!
"Who are you?"
Cao Tianle narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to look at Mo Wangchen. It was obvious that he did not recognize the man in white walking in front of him.
However, in this Tianyao City, in the past, as long as it was something that I liked, who would dare to snatch it from me?
Unexpectedly, someone from the Chu family now offered four million, which was twice as much as the price he had paid. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that this was a direct provocation to him.
As the second young master of the ancient family, how could Cao Tianle endure it?
However, when faced with Cao Tianle's questions, Mo Wangchen completely ignored him, just like how Cao Tianle ignored Zhang Hao's existence before.
He walked directly to Zhang Hao and said to the middle-aged stall owner, "Boss, I'm offering four million spirit stones for this sword. Do you want to sell it?"
"this……"
The middle-aged stall owner's eyelids twitched, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
It was a soulless sword that was extremely difficult to sell, so why is it so popular today?
And each bid is still higher than the last!
Could it be that I am dreaming?
If the middle-aged stall owner hadn't studied his sword many times before, he would have really doubted whether he had made a mistake. Could this be a peerless sword?
"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"
Seeing that Mo Wangchen was ignoring him, Cao Tianle's expression suddenly darkened, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted.
"I heard it, but what happens next?"
Mo Wangchen turned his eyes slightly, glanced at the other party, and said this.
"Ignorant of good and evil!"
Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Cao Tianle suddenly became furious. How long ago in Tianyao City had anyone dared to talk to him like this?
"roll!"
However, just as he was about to take action against Mo Wangchen, he suddenly saw Mo Wangchen stepping forward and facing Cao Tianle.
"ah!"
Screams rang out, and at the sound of Mo Wangchen's voice, Cao Tianle's body flew out upside down, coughing up blood.
"Second Young Master!" The protector who came with him looked shocked.
"Kill him!" Cao Tianle roared, got up from the ground, and let the blood remain at the corner of his mouth, he was extremely angry.
"You dare to hurt my young master in Tianyao City, and you are still the first!"
The old man snorted coldly and took action without saying a word, intending to kill Mo Wangchen on the spot.
"Qiang!"
However, just as he took a step forward, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword.
The Wandering Dragon Sword at Zhang Hao's waist was unsheathed, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Wangchen held it in his hand. A terrifying pressure from the sword instantly filled the whole place, making everyone around him change their expressions.
"I don't want to kill anyone. It's best for you two to disappear as soon as possible."
He put his sword against the old man's eyebrows and spoke calmly. There was an undoubted meaning in his words.