I became the golden finger of the indigenous people

Chapter 131 130. The Moon Zhan Saber is Destroyed, and the Longquan Sword Comes Out!

"Ah!"

Immediately, one of the onlookers sneered: "Who knows, you fish and shrimp, have you tampered with it? You said that you are invincible, okay! How dare you let me chop your token?"

"Why don't you dare?"

The man in black sneered.

"Everyone testify for me..."

The onlooker looked around and said loudly: "Everyone is watching, this stall owner asked me to chop it up. Once it is chopped up, it is none of my business, and I will not compensate for it!"

Say it.

He drew his knife.

click!
A cold light flashed, and the cold light frightened the eyes, just like the bright moon in the sky.

at this time.

It happened that a strand of hair floated down and landed on the blade, instantly cutting it in two.

Sincerity can be said to be: blowing hair and breaking hair!
There was an exclamation in the crowd of onlookers.

"The third-grade sharp weapon Zhanyue Dao? This man is the 'Wind Swordsman' Lang Fanyun!"

"A first-class master who has long been famous!"

A well-informed old man stroked his long beard lightly: "I heard that the Zhanyue Dao used by Hero Lang was forged by Lu Daozi, a master craftsman, and it ranks among the best among the three sharp weapons!"

"What a pity! What a pity!"

Someone sighed endlessly: "Even if this token is not indestructible, but it can attract spirit fish and shrimp, it is also a good treasure... but it will be destroyed now!"

"It deserves it, who made this stall owner speak loudly?"

"Hehe, bragging is blowing on the bull, now it's a good show!"

"Staller, just admit it and keep this treasure, right?"

……

"Haha, did you hear that?"

Lang Fanyun laughed wildly: "This token, if you sell me cheap, I will show mercy and let you go this time!"

"Hehe, no need!"

The man in black in the cloak stared at Lang Fanyun, and sneered: "I also have something to say first: If your Zhanyue Dao is broken, I will not compensate you!"

"Hmph! A vulgar and shallow person, a third-grade sharp weapon, how can you figure it out?"

Lang Fanyun saw that the owner of the stall was old-fashioned, so he didn't bother to say any more: "Okay, okay, since you don't eat the toast and fine wine, don't blame me!"

Say it.

He poured Zan Yue Dao into his internal energy.

Immediately.

This third-grade sharp weapon is even colder and more piercing, and the chi-long sword glow is volatile.

……

The crowd around the audience suddenly widened their eyes.

"Son..."

Lin Yuzi's beautiful eyes flashed, and she also asked, "What do you think is better, the Moon Zhan Saber or the Simple Token?"

"You see, if I say it in advance, there will be no surprises!"

Xun Mu smiled meaningfully.

……

"Give me... off!"

Lang Fanyun shouted violently, gathered his internal strength, and slashed down with his knife.

boom!
Fire splashes.

Lang Fanyun was actually shaken back...

The quaint token also collapsed in an instant, falling into the hands of the man in the cloak.

"What is this, and what is the result?"

Someone asked anxiously.

"Anyway, the token is not broken!"

"Huh? Everyone, take a quick look, there seems to be...a gap in the Zan Yue Knife!"

Someone exclaimed.

"My God, you read that right, there really is a gap!"

"How is it possible? The Moon Zhan Saber, that is a third-grade sharp weapon, just like that...excuse me?!!!"

……

Everyone is a martial artist, with sharp ears and eyes, and at this moment, they raised their eyes to look...

Sure enough, I saw a gap the size of a soybean appeared on the Zhanyue Knife.

at this time.

Snapped!
The man in black cloaked the simple token, and suddenly slapped it on the table.

But I saw: there is not even a white mark on the token, it is intact as before.

Comparing the two, the judgment is judged!
"Ahhh, where is my Moon Zhan Saber!"

Lang Fanyun hugged his treasured sword, wailing endlessly, wanting to cry without tears.

Sudden.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the man in black with a murderous look in his eyes: "You! It's all your fault! Pay me for the Zan Yue Dao!"

"Ha ha!"

The man in black in the cloak released his aura, and even faintly fought against Lang Fanyun, he was also a first-class master!
He sneered: "Can Hero Lang afford to lose? Let me remind you: this is a black market, anyone who does it without permission, let's fight together!"

The onlookers were also talking about it.

"I didn't expect that 'Wind Swordsman' Lang Fanyun turned out to be this kind of person?"

"Isn't it? The owner of the stall has already agreed that there will be no compensation for the damage of the knife... Now that the waves are turning, they are looking for trouble again!"

"I heard that two days ago, a top-notch expert was working on the black market... As a result, he went out sideways!"

"Just look at this hero Lang, do you dare to make a move?"

……

Listening to everyone's discussion...

Lang Fanyun's face was blue and red, but in the end he still didn't dare to make a move, and left in despair.

……

After the encounter just now, this simple and simple token suddenly became very popular.

"Staller, do you know how to sell this token?"

"This token is passed down from my ancestors... Therefore, no gold or silver is accepted, only natural materials and earthly treasures, or all kinds of magical weapons and panacea are exchanged!"

The man in the cloak said so.

"Staller, you are too greedy! Your token is nothing more than a harder token, which can attract some spirit fish and shrimp... But you want heaven and earth treasures, magical weapons and miraculous medicines, but it has passed!"

"Yes! Stall owner, I'll offer you 5000 taels of silver, do you think about it?"

Some onlookers booed.

"Not for sale! As I said, no gold or silver will be accepted!"

The man in black in the cloak had a cold face, and his voice was a little louder.

"Haha... In that case, I will sell you face!"

At this time, the crowd dispersed, and a young man dressed in black and wearing a white jade came in and took off his sword: "This is the Longquan sword, and it is a sharp weapon. How about exchanging this token for you?"

"Master!"

Behind him, an old man with a deep breath persuaded: "Longquan sword is a birthday present from the master, you should think twice!"

"It's okay, I have my own ideas!"

The boy in black waved his hand and looked at the stall owner: "Can this business be done?"

"A sharp weapon, the Longquan Sword?"

The man in black in the cloak murmured, drawing his sword out of its sheath.

Immediately.

Whoa!
The cold light was so cold that it enveloped the audience in an instant, making people feel a dull pain on the skin; the sound of the sword, like the ding-dong of spring water, resounded endlessly and endlessly.

Compared with the Longquan Sword, the Zhanyue Saber just now is like: sand and gravel are compared to diamonds, and chickens meet phoenixes!
There was an uproar among the onlookers.

"Good sword!"

A swordsman praised it unceasingly: "As expected of a sharp weapon, the Longquan Sword!"

"Why does this sword look familiar to me?"

"I remembered, this is the sword that Lord City Lord used to have!"

"Not bad!"

Another customer said: "I heard that a few days ago, on the birthday of the third young master of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord gave the Longquan Sword to the third young master!"

"Doesn't that mean that this young man in black is the third young master of the city: Du Jingyun?"

"The third young master is generous! Longquan Sword, I will give it to you!"

"I'm curious, what is that simple token? How could it make the third young master not hesitate to get the Longquan sword!"

……

Listening to everyone's discussion...

Lin Yuzi looked at her son worriedly, but she knew that Xun Mu was determined to win this simple token.

If it is against the City Lord's Mansion for this...

Although both of them are Faxiang, they are not afraid, but they are not big or small, and they are also troublesome!
After all, in the Shenwu world, the martial arts sect divides counties.

'Du Yunfei', the city lord of Yunping County, is also the head of the Shaoyang faction, and a great master in the mid-stage of Faxiang... If he cooperates with the encirclement and suppression of the army, even the Faxiang realm will have a headache!
……

Let's go back to the scene.

"This……"

The man in the black cloak hesitated: "Third Young Master, although the Longquan Sword is good, it seems... not enough!"

"5000 taels, I will add another 5000 taels!"

Du Jingyun stretched out his palm.

"Since the third young master is giving face so much..."

The man in the black cloak gritted his teeth and was about to agree.

at this time.

"and many more!"

A voice sounded...

It's Xun Mu!
He stretched, and Shi Shiran walked out: "I'll offer you a vermilion fruit, this token, I want it!"

"What, Zhu Guo?"

The man in black with the cloak widened his eyes and spoke in a voiceless voice.

The customers watching around were even more suspicious that their ears had misheard, and they looked at each other in blank dismay for a while, completely silent!

……

(End of this chapter)