In the somewhat dark black market, Han Lie had already spread his soul power, sensing it carefully as he walked.【】
After he bought some more materials at the Qiankun Chamber of Commerce, he found a place to change his disguise and came here again. With soul power in hand, he bought very good things at the lowest price in the black market. Naturally,
I want to walk more here.
Although ordinary cultivators also have soul power perception, they are much weaker than Lingzhu masters who cultivate the soul.
At this time, Han Lie had already walked most of the street, and he did sense a few rather strange things, but none of them could arouse his interest. In other words, he had no use at all now, so there was no need to use the few strange things.
Gold coins are wasted on this.
The stalls in the black market would change owners every day, and the goods on display would be different every day. It was not possible to find all the good stuff just by visiting once or twice. So he was calm and relaxed without any impatience.
Some of the people walking back and forth in the black market had met Han Lie before, and now that they saw this "silly boy" dare to come here, they couldn't help but look at him like an idiot again.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Han Lie's eyes lit up, he withdrew all his soul power like a tide, walked quickly to a shabby stall, squatted down and took a pair of black gloves in his hands to look at it.
This pair of black gloves is completely inconspicuous. After putting it on, part of the fingers will be exposed. Except for a mysterious mark engraved on the back of the gloves, there is nothing surprising about it, and there is nothing surprising about injecting spiritual power into them.
reaction.
However, this somewhat inconspicuous black glove actually swallowed up some of his soul power just now. Although it was only a little bit, it was clearly noticed by Han Lie!
"This little brother has great eyesight. This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it is invulnerable. I think you are very talented, so I can give you a cheaper price!"
The owner of the stall was an extremely sloppy old man, with messy hair and ragged clothes. He was sitting on the ground so carelessly. If this was not a black market, he would have thought he was a beggar on the street.
At this time, the old man twirled his beard in a pretentious manner, pretending to be an outsider.
"Yeah?"
Han Lie smiled slightly and said to him: "Can you tell me what the power of this spiritual weapon is? Why is there no reaction at all when I pour spiritual power into it? Seeing is believing."
In Yunhuang Continent, weapons are divided into three levels: spiritual weapons, fairy weapons, and artifacts.
Each level of weapons has four levels: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.
This glove is probably not even a spiritual weapon, it is just a bit strange, but it is called a middle-grade spiritual weapon by this old man, which is really ridiculous.
Hearing this, the expression on the sloppy old man's face froze, and then he said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "This... in addition to being very tough..."
Normally, he would have been able to brag wildly, but now it seems that this kid is no longer a fool. Seeing is believing, which makes him feel like he has farts that he can't let out, which is extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh? That means that apart from being extremely tough, this glove has nothing more than what you can see and believe. In terms of toughness, what spiritual weapon is not tough?"
Han Lie asked with a smile.
The sloppy old man looked at the smile on this kid's face, and felt the urge to beat him up. He immediately waved his hand and said very dissatisfied: "That's all, two thousand gold, if you don't want to, get out!"
The people around him suddenly snickered when they heard this. This was not the first time that the old man showed off those gloves. I don’t know how many people had inspected them. They were just a pair of extremely tough gloves with no value.
!
By making such a gesture now, it is obvious that he still wants to give that kid a slap in the face.
Han Lie didn't speak any more, he just looked at the old man playfully.
The sloppy old man felt more and more uncomfortable when Han Lie stared at him like this, and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Do you want to bully me, old man?"
Han Lie shook his head, groped for a while in his arms, and finally "struggled" to grab a handful of gold tickets, threw them to the stall and said: "I don't have two thousand gold, I have more than five hundred gold left, do you want to sell it or not?"
Sell?"
"Take it, take it, get out!"
The sloppy old man's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand impatiently, pretending that Han Lie had taken advantage of him.
Immediately, under the strange looks of many people, Han Lie stuffed his gloves into his arms with a smile and turned around to leave.
After Han Lie left, the sloppy old man stared at his back, a hint of sinisterness flashed in his cloudy eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "It seems that I can finally get rid of the curse of these gloves. I feel sorry for this kid..."
…
"Um?"
At this time, Han Lie was walking in a secluded alley, but there was a middle-aged man blocking the way in front of him. His face was cold and he clearly had evil intentions.
Turning his head slightly and looking back, Han Lie saw that the way behind him was also blocked. It was a man with a rough face and a scar. His face was cold and silent, but his meaning was already obvious.
"It's a bit troublesome..."
Seeing this, the corners of Han Lie's mouth couldn't help but curl up. He twice took out all his wealth in order to let the people in the black market know that he had no money and no luck at all.
Although he was squeezed, some people still had ill intentions towards him.
Han Lie looked at the cold man in front of him and said slowly: "Is there no room for negotiation at all?"
The man sneered and said: "Boy, if I want to blame you, it's because you are too young. Even if you don't have gold coins on you, there will always be some good stuff in the package you are carrying!"
Han Lie suddenly realized that it seemed that robbers were robbers and they would not let go of anything.
At this time, the cold man flipped his hand, and a bright long knife appeared out of thin air. He waved it at Han Lie a few times as if to demonstrate, and sneered: "I advise you to hand over the things, I can keep it with you."
A whole corpse."
Storage ring?!
Han Lie's eyes suddenly lit up, he glanced at a ring that appeared on the man's finger, and said with a smile: "I think you should hand over the storage ring, I can let you live."
"oh?"
The cold man was startled for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing, shook the storage ring on his finger, and said disdainfully: "You want this? Are you worthy of it?"
Han Lie didn't show the slightest anger. He just slowly took out the pair of pitch-black gloves from his arms. They were slightly cool in his hands and full of elasticity. After putting them on, they felt extremely comfortable and did not feel any restraint on his hands.
He said with a smile: "It seems that you did grab some good things during the robbery, but unfortunately they were prepared for me. Take them!"
"Bang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Lie rushed out angrily like a tiger descending from a mountain. He clenched his right hand into a fist and struck directly at the cold man.
He has sensed through his soul power that the two people in front and behind him are at the fifth level of Yunling Realm, so he can only strike first, otherwise if these two people attack him from the front and back, his situation will be extremely dangerous!
"court death!"
The cold man laughed angrily when he saw that this brat dared to attack him. The long sword was instantly surrounded by green spiritual power, and a strong hunting wind blew up and struck Han Lieli down!
At the same time, the indifferent man from behind also rushed towards Han Lie. The two people had obviously been cooperating for a long time and had done this kind of thing more than once. There was no sloppiness in their movements.
They had to catch this kid as soon as possible so as to prevent anyone from being attracted by the noise here.
"It's up to you!"
Han Lie shouted in his heart and turned his left hand into a palm to drag the long knife upwards!
"Qiang!"
Under this violent collision, there was a sound of gold and iron intertwining, and Han Lie's left hand was seen grabbing the blade of the knife without being hurt at all by the sharp blade, or it could be said that the black glove blocked the knife!
"What?!"
The cold man's face was full of shock, and he was stunned for a moment.
"How dare you, a mere ant, run rampant in front of me?"
It was like the words of the God of Death came into his ears, but he saw that after Han Lie held the blade in his left hand, fiery red lines appeared on the black glove on his right hand, which looked extremely magical, and then there was a flame burning on it.
The power of Yuanling!
"call!"
The black fist slammed into the cold man's chest with a raging wind.
The cold man's face changed drastically. However, he was holding the long knife tightly in his right hand and couldn't pull it out. He could only protect it with his left hand in front of his chest, stimulating all his spiritual power to the limit, trying to take the blow forcefully.
"boom!"
The black fist burning with red flames hit the arm hard. After the sound of broken bones, the arm was broken open, but the black fist burning with flames continued unabated. It hit his chest extremely violently!
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, the cold man's face turned red, his face was full of disbelief, and there was still fear of death in his eyes. His upper body clothes were all broken, blood was flowing from his mouth, and his chest was burnt. He was bound to die!
"court death!"
At this moment, a voice full of murderous intent came from behind Han Lie, and then a burst of sword energy erupted behind him, making his spine shiver and his heart tighten!
Through his soul power, he sensed that the scarred man was behind him, holding a big knife and slashing at him!
At this moment, Han Lie could only turn around and cross his hands above his head, trying to see if he could receive the blow.
"Qiang!"
The scarred man slashed Han Lie's head with a big knife surrounded by spiritual power, and hit the black glove hard. The sound of gold and iron intertwined was heard again, and then the overbearing sword energy shook Han Lie's body. Fly out!
Han Lie's body hit the ground heavily, and he immediately stood up to check the condition of his hands. What surprised him was that, apart from his hands being numb from the shock, the pair of pitch-black gloves did not show any damage, not even a scratch. No!
The bet was right!
Han Lie felt slightly reassured when he saw the scarred man roaring towards him again, with a cold arc drawn at the corner of his mouth.
"Suffer death, boy!"
The man with the scar opened his eyes angrily, holding a big knife with an angry face, and struck down at Han Lie again.
A cold light flashed in Han Lie's eyes, and he actually rushed forward on his own initiative. The golden spirit in his dantian was blooming, and most of the remaining spiritual power was injected into his legs.
When the blade was about to hit his head, Han Lie suddenly exerted force with his right foot and shifted his body by a few points. Then he hit the side of the blade with his left hand, causing the trajectory of the long knife to deflect.
The scarred man's eyes flashed. He had just seen how this kid killed his companions. How could he let this kid succeed again?
"roar!"
Suddenly, the scarred man opened his mouth and roared loudly, and a vaguely human-like shadow appeared behind him. This roar carried an extremely domineering power.
This power actually made Han Lie's whole body tremble, and he felt with horror that there was terrifying pressure coming from all directions, making him unable to move at all!【】