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784 Why Kill My Horse

In any case, it did not arouse the suspicion of Elder Gu and Elder Hong.

This is enough.

As long as they don't say anything, the matter can be concealed without anyone noticing.

"You're not a bad guy this time..." Elder Gao said with a smile, "You didn't put the relics of Gu Yuanzhong and Liu Ruxue in the storage ring."

"That's right, you will gain wisdom after every experience." Chen Dong said with the same smile.

"Okay, I'm going back first. Let's watch at Qingyun." Elder Gao said, preparing to take off into the sky.

"Elder Gao, give me a ride!" Chen Dong hurriedly stepped forward.

"Dream and go back by yourself!"

With a "whoosh" sound, Elder Gao rose into the sky and turned into a stream of light and quickly disappeared.

"Stingy guy..."

Chen Dong was very helpless and could only walk down the mountain slowly.

In Changle City, Chen Dong decided to change places and sold a lot of Alimu's things.

Chen Dong's storage ring contained a total of fifteen million spiritual stones!

With so much money, Chen Dong suddenly felt rich and wealthy.

In addition, he has reached the eighth level of spiritual communication and is fully qualified to enter the inner gate. He is no longer in a hurry to upgrade and plans to spend money freely.

Chen Dong planned to buy a few books on god-level martial arts, but he searched the entire Changle City and couldn't find the so-called god-level martial arts.

When he asked about it, the shopkeepers everywhere were speechless: "How can we have that kind of thing here? You might as well try your luck in Shangjing."

It seems that a small place like Changle City cannot have god-level martial arts.

Chen Dong had no choice but to upgrade "Flowing Wind Step" and "Strong Enemy" to the fifth level.

The fifth level is the full level, and the speed is comparable to that of someone three levels above you.

Of course, the money was not spent less, and a full five million spiritual stones were consumed!

This is why Chen Dong feels helpless. This money is enough to buy a book of god-level martial arts.

But there is no other way, god-level martial arts are indeed rare, unless Chen Dong can fly to Beijing now.

Chen Dong does not plan to level up to the fifth level of "Diamond Body Forging Technique" for the time being because it is really too painful.

That night, Chen Dong stayed in Changle City, and by the way, he read the "Wind and Thunder Sword", a god-level martial arts book.

The wind and thunder swords are also divided into seven swords, and each sword has the power of wind and thunder.

By the seventh sword, it can even change the situation!

God-level martial arts are indeed well-deserved.

Of course Chen Dong longs for the strongest sword.

However, one bite will definitely not make you fat, so you still have to start with the lowest and most basic sword.

Chen Dong read it carefully and discovered that the god-level martial arts "Wind and Thunder Sword" requires not only comprehension but also consumption of spiritual stones when practicing.

Just the first sword will consume one million spiritual stones.

The second sword, two million.

The third sword, three million.



By analogy, up to the seventh sword, seven million spiritual stones will be consumed.

In other words, under the premise that there is no problem with understanding, it will cost 28 million spiritual stones to learn all seven swords of "Wind and Thunder Sword"!

After Chen Dong calculated the numbers, he couldn't help but take a breath. It turned out that god-level martial arts were not only expensive to sell, but also more expensive to practice.

Of course, the effect will definitely be great, the third sword of "Wind and Thunder Sword" can be comparable to the seventh sword of "Tian Xuan Sword Technique".

By the fifth sword, it will be comparable to the full level of the best swordsmanship.

There’s nothing more to say, let’s start practicing!

If you make money, don’t you just use it to spend it?

Chen Dong has been practicing swordsmanship since the earth, and his understanding of swordsmanship is of course far beyond that of ordinary people.

So in one night, Chen Dong mastered the fourth sword: Gale and Thunder.

Of course, all ten million spiritual stones were squandered, and Chen Dong was now a pauper again.

But Chen Dong doesn't feel bad, because he has reached the eighth level of spiritual mastery and can enter the inner gate when he returns to Qingyun Temple!

Chen Dong tried to wave Thunderbolt in the room.

According to certain veins, internal force moves through the body.

As a result, as soon as the sword was lifted, there was a gust of wind in the room, there was a faint thunder on the sword body, and even some cracks appeared on the surrounding walls.

"I'm going to stop!"

If this continues, the house will be destroyed!

This is a hotel, not his own home.

Even if it's your own home, you can't demolish it.

Chen Dong quickly took back his sword.

The wind stops and the thunder quiets.

Looking at the cracked walls all around, Chen Dong himself was frightened.

"This sword is too terrifying. It is indeed a god-level swordsmanship. These ten million spirit stones are really worth it..."

Of course Chen Dong was extremely emotional.

"My hands are itching. I really want to find someone to test my power."

Chen Dong rubbed the King of Wu Sword, imagining the majesty of using this sword in the wild.



Little did Chen Dong know that his wish would soon come true.

Chen Dong had sold goods many times in Changle City before. Although he was just shooting for a different place, the amount of money involved was so large that he inevitably attracted some people's attention.

There is a local ruffian named Zhang San, who is a great master and a tyrannical master.

Zhang San had nothing to do all day long, so he just wandered around the streets, looking for any advantages he could take advantage of.

This afternoon, he noticed Chen Dong.

Chen Dong changed several shops in succession, involving millions of spiritual stones.

Zhang San clearly saw that Chen Dong put all these spiritual stones into the storage ring.

He knew that the opportunity to make a fortune had come.

He first asked what Chen Dong had sold to judge Chen Dong's strength.

"It should be a psychic, and the level is not low." Zhang San made this judgment based on what Chen Dong was selling.

Zhang San immediately ran to Feibao Tower.

Feibao Tower has branches all over the country, including in Changle City.

Knowing that Zhang San wanted to hire a psychic-level killer, the person in charge of Feibao Tower in Changle City laughed: "Zhang San, do you know how much it costs to hire a psychic-level killer?"

"How many!"

"There are different prices according to the level. A first-level psychic costs 150,000 spirit stones!"

One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!

Zhang San took a deep breath and couldn't afford to sell him out.

However, compared to the millions of spiritual stones that Chen Dong has on his body, what does a mere 150,000 spiritual stones count?

Zhang San said seriously: "One hundred and fifty thousand is one hundred and fifty thousand."

The person in charge stretched out his hand: "Okay, pay half of the deposit first."

Zhang San made a sad face: "No..."

The person in charge looked annoyed: "Then get out!"

The person in charge didn't have a good look towards Zhang San, a well-known gangster in Changle City.

Zhang San had no choice but to tell everything about Chen Dong.

"Millions of spiritual stones? Are you sure?" The person in charge looked surprised.

"Confirm! I can see clearly that that guy sold a lot of high-end and top-quality things, so I judge that he is a master of the divine level!" Zhang San said seriously: "If a horse doesn't eat night grass, it won't

"Fat, one cannot be rich without external wealth. I, Zhang San, can't afford this bite. I just hope that after Feibaolou eats it, he can add two to one and make five, and give me half of it."

"Half is impossible, I can give you a tenth."

"One tenth is fine!"

Zhang San immediately provided Chen Dong’s appearance and location.

The person in charge immediately called a hit man.

Feng Jin, a first-level psychic.

"Go and find out this person's identity and strength, and assess whether there will be any trouble if we take action."

"yes!"

Feng Jin turned around and went out.

Feibao Tower's intelligence network is very famous throughout the Yanxia Continent.

In just an hour, Feng Jin returned.

"I found out that his name is Chen Dong. He is an outer disciple of Qingyun Temple, with late-level seventh-level spiritual power. Yesterday, he was ordered by Qingyun Temple to destroy a demon ruins in Changle Mountain. It is estimated that the harvest will come from there.

It comes from somewhere.”

——His information was of course obtained from Qingyun Temple, so the news was slightly delayed.

"Disciples of Qingyun Temple..."

The person in charge smacked his lips. Millions of spiritual stones are quite attractive, but Qingyun Temple is really not easy to mess with.

"Should we kill him or not?" Feng Jin asked.

"Kill!" the person in charge gritted his teeth and said: "You can't let the cooked duck fly away! Millions of spiritual stones are enough for us to take risks! But don't do it in the city. You can ambush him outside the city.

Well, kill him without anyone noticing..."

"Yes!" Feng Jin turned around and went out.



Early the next morning, Chen Dong woke up in the hotel.

As usual, I want to absorb fifteen thousand spiritual stones.

When I touched it, not a single one was left. Then I remembered that I had consumed all the spiritual stones last night in order to practice the "Wind and Thunder Sword".

"That's all, I'm already an eighth-level psychic anyway, so it doesn't matter whether I smoke or not."

Chen Dong got up, tidied up and left the hotel.

Although the spiritual stone was gone, he still had a lot of gold coins, enough for him to buy another fast horse and return to Qingyun Temple.

After leaving the city, Chen Dong hurriedly headed towards Qingyun Temple.

After about ten miles, a "whirring" sound suddenly came from above.

Chen Dong looked up and saw a figure soaring in the sky.

Psychic level!

As soon as he saw the people flying in the sky, Chen Dong couldn't help but be envious.

Chen Dong didn't know that this figure was Feng Jin.

And Feng Jin came to kill him.

"call--"

Feng Jin's body fell sharply and rushed towards Chen Dong.

"What are you doing, showing off your skills?" Chen Dong looked puzzled.

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer to him, Chen Dong couldn't help shouting: "Are you drunk? Be careful, if you fly again, there will be a car accident..."

When he was still dozens of meters away from Chen Dong, Feng Jin suddenly took out a knife and slashed towards Chen Dong with a "swish" sound.

A sharp air knife fell from the sky and rushed towards Chen Dong.

"What the hell?!"

Chen Dong shouted loudly, jumped sideways, and landed firmly on the ground with a "dong" sound.

He avoided it, and Marco was out of luck.

"boom!"

The air knife hit the fast horse directly, and the whole horse's flesh and blood were separated on the spot, completely exploding, and turned into a pile of minced meat with no visible original shape.

Chen Dong stood nearby with a look of shock.

"My horse——"

Chen Dong let out a scream.

This scene is so familiar. When I left Shuangyang City, I was killed by someone with a knife.

Chen Dong suddenly raised his head and cursed at the figure in the sky: "Are you sick? Why did you kill my horse? You think other people can fly?!"

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