Martial Arts Overlord

Several gunmen around the puppet were surprised when they saw Luo Feng taking out 40 million second-grade stones.

The people who can take out 40 million yuanpin yuan stones at hand are basically some old real soldiers in the real world. At the younger age, are all the real soldiers in the real world asked? Is there a great adventure? Accumulated such a great fortune.

"I don't know which big tribe ..."

Someone muttered softly, and his voice was full of jealousy.

The burly burly man soon finished counting Yuan Shi, and nodded, "Okay, this purple thunder gun belongs to you. Hey, look at this time I won't win all the lost Yuan Shi!"

He said, the burly man took Yuan Shi to leave and was stopped by the middle-aged gunman.

"Wait a minute."

He stopped the burly man, and the middle-aged gunman looked at Luo Feng and said, "Little brother ..."

Luo Luofeng waved his hand, not minding: "Not everyone can let me take out these yuanshi."

"Whether you want it or not, I don't have time to spend time with you here, don't delay the uncle's gambling." The burly man was impatient.

"We want it."

The middle-aged gunman took a deep breath, took the purple thunder gun, and said to Luo Feng, "Little brother, thank you very much, I will give you back the forty million yuan stone.

"Since it's a thank you, of course it's for you. Okay, let's go."

Luo Luofeng turned and walked inside, watching the goods on the crystal counter around him, looking for the pure Yin and blood elixir.

"It's a good gun ..."

The middle-aged gunman walked beside Luo Feng, stroking the Purple Thunder Gun in love, as if looking at his first love, his eyes were fiery.

After a few moments, the middle-aged gunman calmed down a little and couldn't help asking: "brother, who are you?"

Luo Luofeng laughed: "As you can see, it's just a swordsman who doesn't go in."

The middle-aged gunman naturally didn't believe it. He gave away 40 million two-pin yuan stones at will, but it was not something ordinary people could do, and he couldn't.

Seeing that Luo Feng was reluctant to talk more, the middle-aged gunman was very interested and did not ask again, just saying:

"I see what you have been looking for."

"Ok."

Luo Feng nodded, just about to answer, and stopped suddenly.

"This is ... finally found!"

Luo Luofeng's soul strength, felt a very strong and pure air, stronger than the blood Yin Mo flower, just a dozen steps in front of the crystal counter.

Three steps as two steps, Luo Feng walked to the crystal counter, the middle-aged gunman followed.

When he reached the crystal counter, a group of fiery red rays greeted Luo Feng's eyes.

Dazzling red light is a whole blood red fruit.

The loquat fruit is the size of a baby's fist, shaped like a heart, and is full of tendons. You can see blood flowing in it, and strong yin and **** odors emanating from it.

"Oh, this is the evil fruit."

The middle-aged gunman sees the fruit. The evil spirit fruit is a kind of fruit that is difficult to see. It only appears in the pure yin qi and the place with very strong blood. It has many effects. Flesh and blood has a strong effect on trauma, because it contains a strong pure yin qi, which is very rare for some warriors who practice magic magic.

"Good strong Yin Sha blood, master, I want this evil spirit fruit! As long as I refine it, I can keep the origins immortal." The blood lotus sounded in Luo Feng's ears, a little excited.

"Ok."

Luo Luofeng responded and stepped forward.

Behind the crystal counter is an old man with white hair. He glanced at Luo Feng with some doubt.

The goods on his counter are not cheap, obviously he doesn't think Luo Feng has the ability to buy them.

However, the visitor was a visitor, and the old man said, "What do you want?"

Luo Luofeng pointed to the evil spirit fruit, "How many stones are there for the evil spirit fruit?"

The evil spirit fruit did not mark the price, obviously it was necessary to negotiate the price by itself.

"You want evil spirit fruit?"

The old man's eyes flickered. The evil spirit fruit was indeed hard to find, but its value was not certain.

For ordinary warriors, it is just an ordinary elixir for blood and nourishment; for some warriors who are practicing magic magic, it is of great value.

That's why he didn't directly price.

Taking a look at Luo Feng, the old man considered it and said, "You really intend to sell it to you with 230 million two-pin yuan stone."

Originally, the old man ’s psychological price was 320 million yuan, but the evil spirit fruit did n’t meet the person in need, and it was not easy to shoot. He spent a whole day here without anyone asking, so the price was slightly reduced. Of course, there is another reason. He doesn't think Luo Feng can come up with so many stones.

"230 million two-pin yuan stone ..."

Luo Feng nodded and said, "I want it."

"You want it?"

The old man froze, he did not expect Luo Feng to be so simple.

The middle-aged gunman said: "It's expensive. Although the evil spirit fruit is rare, it is not particularly needed. The bid will generally not exceed 220 million yuan."

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Luofeng is concerned about blood lotus, he is not short of Yuan Shi.

"Oh, Brother Shi, look at it! It's an evil fruit."

Luo Luofeng was about to take Yuan Shi, while footsteps approached, three figures came over.

The three were wearing blood-colored uniforms, all of them were blood kuangzong disciples, and the first young man with a proud look was the blood kangzong disciples that Luo Feng boarded on the scales of fury.

"It is indeed an evil spirit fruit. It will be a few days before Blood Mist Island, and it can be used to raise bee monster bees."

The proud young man nodded, walked to the crystal counter, and said to the old man, "I want this evil spirit fruit, and ask for a price."

"This……"

The old man hesitated slightly, glanced at Luo Feng, and said, "The evil spirit fruit has been sold to him."

"Boy, this evil spirit fruit, we want it." A disciple of the Blood Demon Sect with a blue mark on his face, said directly to Luo Feng.

"It's you!"

The proud young man noticed Luo Feng, his eyes narrowed, and smiled: "It seems we really have a fate."

The warrior with a stern face saw that his eyes were different, and asked, "Brother Shi Yan, who is this man?"

Xi Shiyan slowly said, "It was the person I met when I was on the boat."

原来 "It turns out that you are the kid who doesn't open your eyes!" Another **** sect disciple sneered.

Luo Luofeng ignored the three, and swiped his fingers, and took out a box of Yuanshi from the storage ring, including two grades of Yuanshi, and three grades of Yuanshi, saying to the old man:

"This is a 230 million second-grade stone. Please check it."

He said, Luo Feng wants to take the evil spirit fruit.

"Slow!"

Shi Yan reached out to stop Luo Feng, glanced at Yuan Shi on the counter, and smiled indifferently: "I don't think you're quite rich. I don't know which family's young master. However, this evil spirit fruit belongs to me. I have two Four hundred and forty million second-grade stones. "

Xi Shiyan said the last sentence to the old man behind the counter.

The old man's brows frowned slightly. In order to be reasonable, the evil spirit should be sold to Luo Feng. But the blood mad sect is not easy to offend, not to mention that the other party's bid is even higher than 10 million yuan.

Luo Luofeng sank and looked at Shi Yan, "Do you really want to fight me?"

"What is it?"

Yan Shiyan smiled slightly, looking at Luo Feng with a disdainful look. "I'd like to see your family and how much money you have given me. This is a disrespectful return to me before."

The green-faced warrior next to his wife laughed and said, "Boy, if you kneel down and apologize to Brother Shi, your brother may show mercy and give you this evil fruit."

"Yes."

The other two blood mad sect disciples teased each other.

The blood-stained cold lotus sounded in Luo Feng's heart. "When I recover, I will definitely make these three people blood stiff!"

The middle-aged gunman frowned: "You are so unreasonable ..."

Luo Luofeng reached out to stop the middle-aged gunman, looked at Shi Yan, smiled slightly, and said, "You will regret it."

"I regret ..."

Xi Shiyan was trying to taunt two words, Luo Feng's voice suddenly sounded again.

"Three hundred and two grades of stone."

Howl!

Many people have gathered around him, and when Luo Feng's words were heard, there was an uproar.

"It rose to 320 million yuan in one breath, which is too exaggerated."

"This boy is afraid that he stole the horse honeycomb. The one named Shi Yan is a disciple of the blood mad sect, the late realm of Zhenyuan Realm. I have seen him fight before. Several warriors of the same level besieged him. Beheaded. "

"On the strength, it must be Shi Yansheng. I don't know who is better financially."

"Of course it is Shi Yan. He is the master of the Shi family in the Wushan Kingdom. The Shi family is also the top family in the Wushan Kingdom."

Everyone stood by, watching the developments.

Xi Shiyan's face also became difficult to look at, Luo Feng's attitude made him very unhappy.

"Very well, I see what you are fighting with me. 410 million."

"500 million." Luo Feng said without hesitation.

"500 million, another 90 million directly added!" The crowd was shocked.

The middle-aged gunman was also surprised. He had expected Luo Feng to be worthy, but he did not expect it to be so amazing.

Yan Shiyan frowned slightly, "510 million!"

"600 million." Luo Feng's calm voice sounded again.

Shi Yan's face was gloomy. Six hundred and twenty-two yuan stone was also a great burden for him. He bought evil spirit fruits. He originally wanted to get closer to the elders with Yue Zong, but the sky-high price of six hundred million yuan far exceeded Out of his psychological range.

He was unwilling to be compared with Luo Feng. Shi Yan gritted his teeth and said, "610 million!"

"700 million."

"Your boy!"

Yan Shiyan was furious.

The green-faced warrior next to the puppet checked the color, and yelled at Luo Feng: "Boy, don't toast without eating, eat fine!"

When Xu spoke, the young warrior flicked his fingers and fired a shot at Luo Feng. Although the scales are not allowed to fight, if only a little lesson is learned, the people on the boat will open their eyes and close their eyes.

Huh!

The cold light flashed in the void, and the vitality was separated. The blue-faced warrior only felt the cold of his neck, looked down, and a chilling sword edge was touching his neck. The bitter coldness passed through the skin. Filled him all over.

"what!"

He exclaimed, and the blue-faced warrior was frightened, and he stepped back. When he fell, he fell to the ground, and a large wet spot appeared on the ground.

Come on Jiuzhaigou ...

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(End of this chapter)