Chapter 1372: 1372 The disintegration of the demon
Chapter 17 17 The Demon Disintegrates
"It turned out to be a forgery made out of thin air. I almost fell into your trap!"
Luo Jiayin was furious and was about to explode.
She is the eldest lady of Shenjian Villa. She has been immersed in this Taoism with her father since she was a child. Since she knows how many golden crows there are in the sand, she has naturally heard of the "great name" of the master Kong Kongmen.
The ghost-faced man said sternly: "What a magic hand is empty, it is purely false. Miss Luo, if your Divine Sword Merchant Guild can't afford my treasure, don't use such lame excuses to stall it. It's okay not to do this deal."
"
As he spoke, he had to put away the ‘Golden Crows with Numbers of Sands’ placed on the long table.
But before the ghost-faced man could catch it in his hand, a long hand stretched out from nowhere and arrived first, grabbing the thing in his hand. The speed was so fast that it was astonishing to see.
The ghost-faced man suddenly turned around and saw that his treasure had fallen into the hands of the ordinary young man. He was holding the bottom of the golden crow with one finger, like holding a pumpkin.
"You little bastard, give it back to me!"
The ghost-faced man immediately roared, and a fierce and extremely sinister aura surged around his body, like a giant python, rushing towards Sun Ning.
"Your mouth is so mean."
Sun Ning spoke softly, as if he was talking about an extremely common thing, and waved his right hand lightly, which seemed to be no more troublesome than chasing away flies that flew in front of him.
But it’s surprisingly powerful!
This slap was drawn out at will, turning into a golden palm. It was slapped hard, just like an iron plate smashing rotten wood. After instantly dispelling the offensive of the ghost-faced man, the remaining force was not reduced, and he slapped him all over the face.
on his face.
The Ghost Head Mask was originally made of fine iron, but was directly shot into thousands of sharp shards, which penetrated deeply into the Ghost Faced Man's face.
This is a young face, which looks somewhat handsome, but also seems to be a little blue and pale due to not seeing the sun for a long time.
Of course, this was before.
It's now a bloody mess.
Not only that, this slap knocked out all the teeth in the ghost-faced man's mouth. As he screamed, dozens of teeth fell to the ground.
"Ah wu..."
The ghost-faced man covered his mouth and screamed repeatedly, looking at Sun Ning as if he had seen a ghost.
He was at the peak of the Nine Tribulations. Who would have thought that he would be slapped like this?
"Oh my God! How can this boy be so powerful!"
"Can a Nine Tribulations Master be injured like this with just one slap? Isn't it too scary?"
The onlookers also looked at Sun Ning in disbelief, and were deeply shocked by his random methods.
Luo Jiayin's beautiful eyes were even brighter, she pursed her red lips and stared at the young man, as if she was looking at a young king, looking extremely admiring.
Sun Ning dusted his sleeves, as if they were stained with some dirty dust. Then, he looked at the golden crow on the sand held by Wu Zi with one finger, and said unhurriedly: "Made by Miaoshou Kongkongmen
One of the characteristics of fakes is the use of a large number of
Iron Coral Algae Mud. Not only is this material good for plasticity, but after adding various spiritual liquids, it can be perfectly absorbed and release the same amount of spiritual energy. In addition, even its weight can be changed through different formulas. If you don’t investigate carefully, it is easy to
Be deceived by its appearance.”
"However, iron coral algae mud has an obvious weakness. Everyone here, I don't know who likes to drink. Can you lend me half a pound and let me demonstrate it live for everyone?"
A big man in black said: "I have red rouge wine that has been aged for thousands of years. If you don't mind it, you can take this pot."
Sun Ning took it with a smile and said happily: "The fatal weakness of the iron coral algae mud is that once it comes into contact with alcohol, it will directly turn into green smoke and disappear, and the smell of this smoke is pungent."
As he said this, he flicked his fingers and poured the wine in the pot on top of the 'Golden Crow' worth almost 100 million yuan.
Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of staring bosses, this dark golden treasure made a continuous sound of 'sizzling', and then green smoke kept pouring out, but it was quickly corroded by the wine, constantly
Zoom out.
"Fake! It's really fake!"
"There is nothing wrong with what this young master said..."
The pungent smell suddenly spread, and many people frowned and covered their noses.
In just one minute, the huge piece of Polygonum multiflorum just now had completely disappeared, leaving only the green smoke lingering in the sky in the huge hall.
The ghost-faced man covered his mouth and looked at this scene in disbelief. Apparently, even he didn't know that a mere bottle of wine could turn the 'treasure' he spent a lot of money into into a puff of smoke.
Luo Jiayin was also dumbfounded. After being stunned for a while, she looked at Sun Ning again, with a more convinced look in her eyes.
This guy is not only super powerful, but also has a lot of experience, which is even more astonishing.
The next moment, Luo Jiayin raised his eyebrows and scolded the ghost-faced man: "Who are you? I, the Divine Sword Merchant Guild, have no enmity with you. Why did you deceive me like this?"
The ghost-faced man's eyes flickered and he said nothing, his eyes full of coldness.
Sun Ning said leisurely: "You seem to think of this matter too simply."
Luo Jiayin hurriedly asked: "Why do you say this?"
Sun Ning smiled and said: "If your father were here, with his cautiousness, it would be absolutely impossible to deceive him in this kind of scam. But until now, Master Luo has not returned. This is too coincidental.
Get some."
Luo Jiayin suddenly realized: "Exactly!"
Sun Ning added: "These three appraisal masters are all figures who have been immersed in this way for a long time. They are so sure about the golden crow that only exists in the legend, and can even judge the year. Isn't it too great?
Is it more powerful?"
Luo Jiayin's delicate body trembled, she looked at Master Huang and the other three people in disbelief, and said in shock: "Three uncles, you..."
The ghost-faced man suddenly burst into laughter: "It's simple, because I not only control them, but also promise to give them 10% of the property of the Excalibur Merchant Guild. With such a generous reward, of course they will work hard for me."
Luo Jiayin scolded: "You are looking for death!"
Sun Ning frowned and shouted: "He wants to run away!"
The words were spoken like a punch.
Under normal circumstances, this punch is enough to seal the enemy's space within a few feet, making it difficult for him to fly.
But when the young man with a bloody face let out a hysterical roar, he actually tore off his own legs. As blood spattered, his legs turned into a ball of blood mist, covering his figure.
The next moment, the blood mist dissipated and the man disappeared without a trace.
Only the sinister voice full of resentment filled the entire hall: "Little bastard, you hurt my face today and caused me to break my legs. Grandpa will definitely repay this blood debt someday!" (To be continued)