The "Sword Seven" man next to Gu Chen has long lost his original calmness. He clenches his fists, his eyes wide open, and his eyes are shining with ecstasy.
Because in everyone's opinion, when Li Kezhou took the sword in his hand, he had already put himself in danger. Facing Lu Jianming's "finger sword", he had no time to resist, and there was no possibility of even dodging.
"This beast is finally going to die!"
Gu Chen also shouted excitedly, with a ferocious smile in his eyes like when a great revenge has been avenged.
Then at this moment, Li Kezhou suddenly opened his mouth and let out a fierce roar.
"collapse!!"
The void crackled and exploded.
He used the Finger Sword Technique to kill him. He was only three inches away from Li Kezhou's face. With this roar, the sword energy suddenly dissipated.
The power of this roar was far more than that. Lu Jianming, who was five steps away from Li Kezhou, was caught off guard and was immediately shaken to the point of vomiting blood and flew away.
"Take your sword! Kill your people! Take another punch from me..."
Killing you while you are sick has always been Li Kezhou's style. Lu Jianming lost his sword and retreated after being wounded. He would not miss such an opportunity. He immediately caught up with him and used the "Hundred Steps to Crusher" technique.
fist.
"You evil beast, stop!"
Following an angry voice, an afterimage reached its peak speed, and it jumped in front of Lu Jianming at the critical moment. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
boom!!
Li Kezhou was shaken by the wave of energy and flew for more than ten steps before he slowly stabilized his figure. However, the man who suddenly made a move was unsteady on his feet. His shoulders swayed and he couldn't help but take half a step back.
It was a bald man with a leopard head and ringed eyes. He blocked Li Kezhou's killing punch, and the man's expression suddenly changed.
"Little bastard! What a barbaric force. I can't keep you here today. Just die!"
"Bold maniac..."
There was another roar from the crowd, and an old man with a gray beard and a black face jumped out, stood in front of Li Kezhou, and raised his hand with a sword.
There was another explosion.
The bald man took three steps back this time, with a look of gritted teeth on his face.
"Xiao Shahu! You are too brave. It doesn't matter if you openly hinder the competition. You actually want to kill my Sword Sect disciples in front of my mountain gate. I think you are tired of living. You Liyue Sword Sect master
I don’t have the courage like you..."
The old man in green shirt standing in front of Li Kezhou had cruelty in his eyes and murderous intent.
The bald man who was called Xiao Shahu by the old man had a gloomy expression on his face. Finally, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, misunderstanding! It's just a misunderstanding. I was just scaring this kid. How could I really kill him!"
Li Kezhou's face showed an angry look, and he shouted angrily: "You old bald man, you put your face on the soles of your feet. I'm not injured now, so of course you can fart whatever you want. I will remember this slap today. It won't take too long. I will definitely use it."
You can’t take off the egg on your neck!”
The opponent's palm just now was both strong and soft, causing his insides to twitch. If the dragon's body he had not achieved was strong enough, the palm just now would have bruised his insides.
Hearing Li Kezhou's unscrupulous and arrogant curses, the bald man gnashed his teeth in hatred. This man had the most violent temperament, and he could do it almost instantly. Normally, if he had heard such words, he would have torn the other person to pieces.
But today, the place was wrong and there were experts protecting him, so he had to endure it.
"In today's battle, my disciples fell into a trick. Unfortunately, they lost. I have nothing to say. But it's not because of lack of strength. It won't take too long. We will make a comeback, little beast! Return the sword and we will leave.
…”
Lu Jianming's clothes were in pieces, his flesh and blood turned red, his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, and he said nothing from the beginning to the end.
When Li Kezhou heard the other party begging for a sword, he raised his sword horizontally and lowered his head to look at it.
"What a priceless fourth-grade sword! I took this sword with my own hands. If you want to take it back with your mouth, I don't know whether to call you naive or an idiot."
The bald man's face turned even darker: "Boy, if you want to live for two more days, I suggest you return the sword now, otherwise..."
"One million!"
Three words popped out of Li Kezhou's mouth, interrupting the bald man's words.
"What do you mean?" the man asked knowingly.
"Of course it's a spiritual stone! This sword is too light and of no use to me. I plan to sell it to you. If I take out one million spiritual stones, this sword will be yours."
This sword was too light for him to use, which was only part of the reason. The main reason was because Li Kezhou knew that even if he got the sword, it would be difficult to keep it after he returned to the Sword Sect.
Because these fourth-grade swords may not be in the hands of some elders, they will definitely attract spies from all directions. Even if the upper echelons of the Sword Sect open their mouths to put pressure on them, Li Kezhou will not be able to take them out when the time comes.
Since he had expected it, he might as well switch to spirit stones in advance to improve his wealth. Now that he has exhausted the spirit stones, he only has less than 100,000 spirit beads left, and 100,000 spirit beads are only 100.
It's just a spiritual stone. If it continues like this, it will soon reach a point where it is difficult to move without money.
"One million! Boy, I think you are looking for death. You even raised the price on the ground. Do you know how much one million spiritual stones are? It's so crazy!"
The bald man's face turned red with anger.
Li Kezhou said leisurely: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore, Lu Jianming! I believe one million spiritual stones is not a big amount for you. It depends on whether you want money or a sword!"
He dared to ask for this price mainly because it allowed him to find out more about Lu Jianming's background.
The one hundred thousand spirit stones he mentioned casually before, this person took out very easily when he came today. It can be seen that this person has a very extraordinary background, and the spirit stones should not be taken seriously by him.
As for a sword, as a swordsman grows up, it has become like an arm and a finger. It is by no means as simple as finding a new one if you lose it.
Lu Jianming said coldly: "Today I was careless and knew nothing about your methods. I was defeated by just one move. I have nothing to say. One million spiritual stones can be exchanged for my sword. It's nothing."
…”
When Li Kezhou heard this, he thought to himself: (You are really rich. I should have wanted more if I had known.)
Lu Jianming took out a magic bag and said: "There are 700,000 spirit stones here, and the remaining 300,000. When I return to the Sword Sect, I will write a letter and send people from my Lu family to replenish the remaining spirit stones.
you."
Li Kezhou frowned slightly: "It's not that I don't trust you. Although you are proud, you still have some pride. I'm afraid that after you go back, some villains behind you will severely refuse you to supply the remaining spiritual stones.
I."
As he spoke, he glanced at the bald man beside him. It was obvious that he was the leader of the villain in his mouth, and the big man was furious.
Lu Jianming frowned slightly and looked at the man aside: "Elder Xiao! Today you lend me 300,000 spirit stones, and I will pay you 400,000 back tomorrow."
When the bald man heard this, his eyebrows trembled wildly.