"Boy! Don't you have a lot of useless spiritual treasures on your body? If you exchange these spiritual treasures, it will be a lot of wealth. Then you can buy the materials to reshape the body." Xiao Hei suddenly faced Zhuo Wen.
road.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up. What Xiao Hei said was right. Now that his cultivation level has reached the supreme realm, the earth-level spiritual treasures are of little use to him. Now they can be exchanged for spiritual stones.
"The streets of Yancheng are so bustling with vendors. I can find a stall here to sell the spiritual treasures in the spiritual rings."
As he said that, Zhuo Wen paid attention to the situation on both sides of the street, but what surprised him was that both sides of the street were actually occupied by vendors, with basically no vacancies. This made Zhuo Wen quite depressed.
After walking for a while, Zhuo Wen suddenly discovered that there was a middle-aged man on the left in front of him. He might have something to do, so he hurriedly put away the stall in front of him and left the place in a hurry.
As soon as the middle-aged man left, Zhuo Wen stepped forward with the sole of his foot and arrived at the stall in an instant. With a flick of his finger, he took out a piece of brocade cloth from the spiritual ring and spread it on the ground in front of him.
The person sitting at the stall next to Zhuo Wen was a strong man. This strong man was full of breath and was a warrior of the Four-wheel Emperor Realm. This man saw that Zhuo Wen was young, his face was sallow, and his breath was empty, and he couldn't help but show a trace of disdain on his face.
color.
Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to the expression of the strong man next to him. He flicked his fingers again and took out two brilliant earth-level spiritual treasures. One of them was a dark long sword and the other was a brocade scarf.
, it should be a defensive spiritual treasure.
Of course, judging from Zhuo Wen's inventory, he cannot only have these two earth-level spiritual treasures, but taking them out at once would be too many, which would inevitably arouse the covetousness of others.
"Huh? Two earth-level spiritual treasures?"
The strong man next door, who originally had a look of disdain on his face, couldn't help but show a hint of emotion when he saw Zhuo Wen randomly taking out two earth-level spiritual treasures. Moreover, looking at the shine on the surface of the spiritual treasures on Zhuo Wen's stall, it was obvious that they were of high quality.
Not low.
The light emitted from the surface of the Earth-level Spiritual Treasure soon attracted the passers-by who were watching on the road. They were all attracted by Zhuo Wen's Earth-level Spiritual Treasure.
For low-level Emperor Realm warriors, earth-level spiritual treasures are extremely rare for them. Once they possess earth-level spiritual treasures, their combat power will be greatly improved.
However, when the surrounding warriors saw that the owner of the stall was actually a young man with a sallow complexion, they all couldn't help but express surprise, especially since the aura of this young man was not strong and he only had the second-round Emperor's Realm.
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Generally speaking, earth-level spiritual treasures should be of great help to second-wheel emperor warriors, but this young man actually sold them, and he got two pieces at once, so everyone couldn't help but guess that the young man had more than two pieces.
After all, someone who can take out two earth-level spiritual treasures at will must have a better spiritual treasure with him for his own use.
Thinking of this, the warriors gathered around all had their eyes flickering, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Little brother, how do you sell this long sword and spiritual treasure?" A middle-aged man with a goatee came out and asked Zhuo Wen with a smile.
"One price, five thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."
Zhuo Wen said indifferently, this dark long sword is a high-grade spiritual treasure of the earth level, and it is very powerful. If it is held by a warrior in the Emperor's Realm, it will be of great help to him, so Five
Thousand-grade spiritual stones are not expensive.
The middle-aged man with a goatee frowned slightly. It was obvious that the price quoted by Zhuo Wen was too high, which made him hesitate.
"Little brother! Sell me three thousand middle-grade spiritual stones. How about we make friends?" The goatee-bearded man suddenly laughed.
Zhuo Wen shook his head, but he was sneering in his heart. This long sword spirit treasure cuts iron like mud, and it is so powerful. Even if it is offered for five thousand middle-grade spirit stones, it is not expensive, but the man in front of him actually plans to use three thousand middle-grade spirit stones.
Buying it is such a good thing.
"What? Does my little brother look down on me?"
The man with the goatee's beard had a slightly cold face and stared at Zhuo Wen, with a hint of cold murderous intent in it, but he did not hide the murderous intent in him at all.
"Um?"
Feeling the murderous intention in the goatee man, Zhuo Wen's eyes gradually turned cold. Just because he, Zhuo Wen, did not sell spiritual treasures, the goatee man actually had murderous intentions towards him.
The men who were watching all around had a joking look on their eyes. They all knew that the young man setting up the stall in front of them was only at the second level of the Emperor's Realm.
There are certain unspoken rules for setting up a stall in Yancheng. If the stall owner is very weak and the things he brings out are extremely precious, he can easily be bullied or even robbed by some powerful customers.
"Little brother! I've given you a lot of respect. I'm willing to use three thousand medium-grade spiritual stones to buy your long sword. But you don't appreciate it! Let's do this. I'll give you another chance. Three thousand medium-grade spiritual stones.
If you sell me the spiritual stone, I will not hold you accountable for your rudeness just now." The man with the goatee said coldly.
"roll!"
Zhuo Wen didn't want to talk nonsense with this goatee man, so he directly threatened to tell him to get lost. This goatee man was getting more and more sophisticated, and now he actually asked him to sell him for 300 medium-grade spiritual stones. What's the difference between this and selling scrap metal?
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"You want me to get out? Okay, a junior in the second level of Emperor Ji Realm actually dares to talk to me like this. I think you don't want to live anymore."
The man with the goatee's beard laughed angrily, stepped on his foot, and the aura of the Three-wheel Emperor Realm burst out. Then he formed a palm with his right hand and struck Zhuo Wen with a palm, setting off countless strong winds.
Seeing this scene, the warriors who were watching were not surprised at all. This kind of fighting was too common in Yancheng, especially such cases of bullying small ones, which happened every day.
On the contrary, the surrounding warriors thought that Zhuo Wen was too ignorant of praise. It would have been better if he had just swallowed his anger and sold the sword and spirit treasure directly to this man with a goatee. I am afraid that he would have to suffer a lot now.
"It seems that you didn't hear a word of what I said, so I can only beat you to get out of here."
Zhuo Wen smiled coldly, stroked his sleeves, and spat out the energy from his right palm. His clothes fluttered, making a hunting sound, and hit the goatee man's palm directly.
Click!
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and then the goatee man's face froze, and then he saw his right hand twisting irregularly, and a sharp pain spread from his right hand, causing the man to scream.
"get out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man with the goatee flew out in an extremely embarrassed manner and fell violently more than ten meters away. He covered his right arm that had been completely twisted, rolled back and forth, and screamed in pain.
hiss!
Looking at the goatee man's completely twisted right arm, everyone knew that this man's right arm was probably completely useless, but everyone was even more surprised by the strength of the sallow-faced young man.
It was clear that he only had the cultivation level of the second-round Emperor's Realm, but he actually destroyed the third-round Emperor's Realm warrior with one move. Zhuo Wen's performance immediately made many warriors around him look fearful.
After knocking the goatee man away, Zhuo Wen was still sitting in front of the stall like a rock. The goatee man hit the muzzle of his gun. Now he suffered a big loss and no one can blame him.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen also knew that with the precedent of this goatee man, other warriors would have some scruples if they wanted to rob him. This saved Zhuo Wen a lot of trouble.
"Little brother! The stall you are in originally belonged to me. Don't you think it's a little too much for you to occupy my stall at will?"
Suddenly, the eyes of the strong man next to Zhuo Wen flickered, staring at the two earth-level spiritual treasures on Zhuo Wen's stall, revealing a gleam of light, and an indifferent voice slowly came.
"Huh? This turns out to be your stall?"
Turning his head, Zhuo Wen stared at the strong man next door with a cold look in his eyes. He saw with his own eyes that another warrior left this stall in a hurry, so he, Zhuo Wen, occupied it.
Moreover, the stalls on both sides of Yancheng were originally used by warriors freely. Whoever arrived first would get it. How could this strong man say it was his reason?
"That's natural! Little brother, if you want to continue setting up a stall here, you have to pay a certain amount of rent, right?" the strong man said calmly.
"Rent? Then how much rent do you want me to pay?" Zhuo Wen followed the strong man's words and chuckled.
The strong man raised his lips slightly and said: "Don't you have two spiritual treasures on your stall? You only need to take out one as rent, and then you can continue to set up a stall here."
Zhuo Wen smiled. He also knew that the purpose of this strong man was the same as that of the man with goatee. They were all interested in the spiritual treasure in his stall. It was just that this man was darker than the man with goatee. He actually wanted to be empty.
Gloves white wolf.
However, this strong man does have this qualification, because this strong man's cultivation is much stronger than that of the goatee man. He has reached the peak of the Four-wheel Emperor Realm and is much stronger than the goatee man.
"So according to what you said, the entire streets of Yancheng belong to you? Does that mean that you can be on an equal footing with Emperor Yan?" Zhuo Wen said jokingly.
The strong man's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Little brother, don't toast and eat as a fine, and don't think that you are great because you defeated a waste of the Three-wheeled Emperor Realm. I tell you, in
There are many people in Yancheng who are stronger than you, but you are nothing here."
"Haha! I'm not even better than you. What qualifications and shame do you have to actually want to use an earth-level spiritual treasure as rent? Do you think I am a three-year-old child or do you think there is something wrong with your brain?
Zhuo Wen said without mercy.
The strong man's face froze, and immediately his eyes were filled with a bone-chilling chill. He stared at Zhuo Wen and said, "Do you dare to say it again?"
"What else can you do besides barking in front of me like a dog?" Zhuo Wen said coldly.
"die!"
The strong man roared, and actually struck directly at Zhuo Wen, punching out with a thunderous explosion, and the surrounding wind roared.
"It seems that my methods are not ruthless enough. Since you want to die so much, I will help you!"
Zhuo Wen knows that just defeating his opponent may not have any deterrent effect. Only the sight of blood can deter the greedy warriors around him, so Zhuo Wen will not hold back this time.