Li Kuang's dragon-horned horse is so powerful that it may not be able to travel thousands of miles in a day, but it can still travel for thousands of years.
Because this is a half-step beast king-level dragon-horned horse. It was originally the mount of one of King Xuan's generals, but it was captured by Li Kuang. This time he rode this dragon-horned horse to travel.
At this time, Li Kuang was drinking in the tavern, but there was a burst of noise outside.
"Whose wildebeest is this? I want it."
An extremely arrogant voice came from outside.
The waiter in the tavern quickly walked out.
"This man..."
The waiter's voice sounded, but before he could finish his sentence, he was thrown directly in from the outside and hit the ground, causing his head to break and bleed.
In Shenwu Continent, everyone practices martial arts. The waiter in the tavern had also practiced martial arts for several years, but he was beaten directly and thrown into the tavern.
The shopkeeper behind the counter was yawning and jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"If no one claims your wildebeest, I will take it away."
That arrogant voice sounded again.
"What……"
The shopkeeper rushed out and took a look, and saw the young master in brocade clothes, shaking a folding fan, scanning the surroundings, while one of his men was untying the reins from the horse post.
When the fat shopkeeper saw the young master with white teeth and red lips, he suddenly had a big head and two heads.
"Feng, Master Feng, why are you here?"
The fat shopkeeper nodded and bowed as he spoke, with beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolling down his forehead.
"Why, can't I come here?"
Mr. Feng said coldly that he was only fifteen or six years old, even younger than Li Kuang, but he was domineering and very stinky.
"Whose wildebeest is this? If no one claims it, I will take it away."
The young man surnamed Feng had just entered Xiaoshan Town and saw the horned horse in front of the tavern at a glance. This horned horse looked really good. The golden dragon pattern on its body and the pair of dragon horns surprised the young man.
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Unexpectedly, in a small mountain town, one can encounter an extremely handsome dragon-horned horse.
"This...this..."
The shopkeeper kept stretching out his hands to wipe away the sweat. This young master, Feng Ling, couldn't offend him. Xiaoshan Town is located at the junction of Yunzhou and Xuanzhou, with high mountains and dense forests. Feng Ling often brought people to hunt nearby.
The fat shopkeeper naturally recognized this young master of the Feng family.
The Feng family is amazing. The current Princess Yun is from the Feng family. In Yunzhou, Prince Yun is the biggest, but Prince Yun sometimes has to listen to the princess.
The head of the Feng family is also the lord of Xishan City. This Xishan City is much larger and more powerful than Yunwu City, and the lord Feng Dongchen is an innate grandmaster.
Xishan City has a sensitive geographical location and is one of the passages from Xuanzhou to Yunzhou. The city lord is stationed here with heavy troops, which is not comparable to that of Yunwu City lord Hong Lie and his ilk.
Feng Ling is the most beloved grandson of the city lord Feng Dongchen.
"What about this and that? I want this horse."
Feng Ling directly signaled to his men to take away Li Kuang's wildebeest.
Although this dragon horned horse is a war horse exclusively used by the Xuanzhou Cavalry, it is not only rideable by the Xuanzhou Cavalry.
"I'm afraid you can't afford it!"
At this moment, a voice came from the tavern.
"Who is talking? Get out of here."
Feng Ling said angrily towards the tavern.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
A young man in black walked out of the tavern. He was holding a jar of wine in his right hand, and a rich aroma of wine filled the air.
"This horse is yours!"
Feng Ling looked up and down at this young man in black. His cultivation level was at the fifth level of bone forging? Are you kidding me?
When he saw that this guy was only a warrior of the fifth level of bone forging, Feng Ling suddenly showed disdain. One of his slaves had a cultivation level of the sixth level of bone forging!
"good!"
Li Kuang nodded, then drank a few gulps of wine in one breath, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at the young man in brocade clothes in front of him with a half-smile.
This guy didn't waste any time, he took out a gold bar and threw it at Li Kuang's feet.
"What's the meaning?"
Li Kuang didn't pick up the gold bars. Gold and silver were of no use to him, so why would they be there? This was just the currency in circulation for ordinary people.
For warriors, spiritual stones are the currency.
A small piece of low-grade spiritual stone is worth who knows how many taels of gold.
"What, is it too little?"
Feng Ling looked at Li Kuang with disdain, took out a gold bar from his body and threw it at Li Kuang's feet.
He was even more unhappy when he saw that Li Kuang didn't even look at the gold bar at his feet.
"Isn't that too little?"
Feng Ling said angrily.
"You're not flattering me, these two gold bars are more than enough to buy your wildebeest, what else do you want?"
One of Feng Ling's men pointed at Li Kuang and said loudly.
"Oh, it's just a common thing, you just want to buy my horse?"
Li Kuang said disdainfully.
"vulgarian?"
Feng Ling's men glared at Li Kuang angrily. Two gold bars, each one worth ten taels, two bars equals twenty taels, which is enough for an ordinary family to spend two years.
"That's such a big statement, what do you want, or give me a price!"
Feng Ling stared at Li Kuang with narrowed eyes.
Li Kuang pondered for a moment and said: "Since you want to buy my horse, I will bear the pain and part with it. In this way, for one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, the horse will be yours."
"What……"
Feng Ling's jaw almost dropped to the ground. One hundred low-grade spiritual stones?
"Are you kidding me?"
Feng Ling was angry. One hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Although he was the direct grandson of the head of the Feng family, he only had one low-grade spiritual stone in a month.
One hundred yuan, that’s one hundred months’ worth of expenses!
"If you can't afford it, get out of here."
Li Kuang hates this kind of bully guy the most. If he doesn't have the ability to do anything, he will be killed sooner or later.
"Dare you disrespect our young master?"
Feng Ling's two men pushed towards Li Kuang.
"This... we have something to discuss!"
The fat shopkeeper was anxious.
"A guy from the fifth level of bone forging dares to be so presumptuous in front of our young master and is looking for death!"
A servant in Tsing Yi punched Li Kuang directly!
"snort!"
Li Kuang directly threw the wine jar in his hand, hit the guy on the head hard, and then kicked the guy away with a flying kick.
"You still dare to hurt others?"
Another servant in green roared and rushed towards Li Kuang, and directly launched a tiger downhill punch. He was full of momentum and looked a bit like the king of beasts.
However, Li Kuang stepped on this guy's face, knocking him unconscious. The tiger instantly turned into a sick cat, with a shoe mark on his face, nosebleeds, and a few missing teeth.
Unable to stand up from the ground.
"I'm just asking you if you feel sour or not."
Li Kuang stood proudly and showed his domineering attitude.
"you……"
The young master Feng Ling was stunned by this scene. (To be continued)