Chapter 101: Hidden Sword in the Sword

The slightly stronger martial artists in the building can only sense at most that it is a third-level spiritual soldier.

Those innate martial artists all stood up abruptly. They were all attracted by the fierce thoughts, and looked at Zongshou's box in astonishment. His eyes gradually became hotter, his expression unbelievable.

"—It's sword intent, it's actually sword intent!"

"There is such a mystery in the Black Wave Sword."

Zong Ling was stunned for a while, and looked at this scene a little blankly, as if he didn't know how to react.

Although he has not reached the innate realm, he has a long history of family education. Knowing the extraordinaryness of this sword, he can barely sense the martial arts thoughts contained in that short sword.

"It turns out that there is a sword within a sword!"

Zong Shou also laughed dumbfounded, and looked at it carefully. No wonder it felt so weird.

Using gold to generate water can not only nourish the Black Wave Sword. Even with the help of the latter's layers of water-type talismans, it can cover up the unparalleled sharp sword intent on this gold-type spirit sword.

In this way, not only the short sword in his hand, but also the black wave sword that actually exists as a 'scabbard' is probably a bit extraordinary.

Raising his eyebrows and looking, he saw that another pure black long sword beside him was also showing a faint aura at this moment. There is no need to restrain the martial arts sword intent in it, there seems to be some water marks on the body of the Black Wave Sword, which flicker on and off, and it looks good all of a sudden.

But when he looked out of the window again, he saw that Zilei gun Zongyuan had already subconsciously grabbed the gun pouch beside him, his eyes flickering strangely. The middle-aged man in black downstairs also narrowed his eyes, holding his sword hilt.

The rest of the congenitals were all breathing heavily, their eyes were fierce, and they looked at him hesitantly. There are a few more people in the distance, who have already locked him in the distance.

The atmosphere in the teahouse was condensed to the extreme in an instant. It also made the wealthy businessmen and dignitaries of Yunsheng City in the living room dripping with cold sweat, not daring to move in the slightest.

For all martial arts above innate martial masters, in addition to 'practicing qi', the martial arts mind is also crucial.

—— Rhyme, momentum, will, soul, soul, god, warriors only need to have a little achievement in these, not only can their combat power be multiplied, but also they can break through talismans, fight against spiritual masters, and it is an absolute weapon to break through the chakras of heaven and earth. Good help.

Of the congenital martial artists gathered here, only Zong Yuan and the leader of the Seven Swords, Yun Xia, have initially comprehended the power of martial arts, and the rest have only reached the level of 'rhyme'. The way to go is also slightly different from the sharp and indestructible sword intent on this sword.

However, if there is this sword enlightenment, there must be a breakthrough!

Zong Shou was not surprised, and calmly shook the short sword in his hand towards the outside: "I don't need this thing, it just so happens that a group of heroes gather here today. Then take advantage of this treasure land to have an auction How about it? The starting price of 3,000 and 4th grade beast crystals, you can get it if the price is high. Or bartering is also acceptable, pills are the best, and talismans that can be used are also fine—”

While speaking calmly, Zong Shou's left hand was always resting on the Black Wave Sword, with traces of psychic thoughts pouring into it, smiling but not smiling.

If someone really dared to snatch it by force today, he would never mind, sacrifice this sword with blood. Now, he also needs to be popular!

In the entire teahouse, there was another faint commotion, and the silence returned again.

A Tier 3 Beast Crystal, worth 100,000 grains of silver. The second-order beast crystal is around 10,000 taels. The same goes for the first order. About ten times the difference.

But once it reaches the fourth level, the difference is almost a hundred times. Not only are there very few monsters in the Xiantian realm, but it is also one of the reasons why they are difficult to hunt.

Three thousand fourth-order beast crystals are already ten times more than what Zong Shou bought the Black Wave Sword before!

But at this moment, no one felt that it was expensive.

Ordinary Tier 1 Spirit Soldiers range from five hundred Tier 3 beast crystals to around 1,000. However, the price of third-tier spirit soldiers has increased by more than ten times!

The martial arts ideas contained in it also make this sword even more valuable!

Not only can you comprehend the meaning of the sword and use it to aid in the battle, but you can also use the martial arts ideas on it. Although this sword is only of the third rank, it possesses the power not inferior to that of a fifth rank spiritual weapon.

Not to mention ten times, it is worth a hundred times.

However, the people present were still silent for a while. In silence, they exchanged glances.

The sword is coveted, and Zong Shou's asking price is not too high.

But three thousand four-level beast crystals, among the people in this building, almost no one can afford this price.

The gun in Zong Yuan's hand had already been taken out of the holster. The blue-blue gun body and the purple-red gun blade all shone with metallic luster. The hands loosened and then tightened, tightened and loosened again, as if they were weighing the interests, and the eyes were full of fierce thoughts.

The same is true for the middle-aged man in black below. Rubbing the hilt of the sword with his hand, he seemed to be choosing the best time to draw the sword.

But just when the atmosphere was gradually tense, and it was about to explode. A cold voice suddenly sounded in the teahouse.

"What a broken-edged sword!"

Following the voice, a white-robed man suddenly walked out from a box facing the river.

And as soon as this person appeared, there seemed to be a sense of coolness that penetrated into the hearts of everyone. The breath in this building was condensed, and it immediately slowed down.

Even Zong Yuan, who was boiling with killing intent, frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, he couldn't bring up the slightest fighting spirit, and the gun in his hand seemed to suddenly become unfamiliar, and he could no longer stab at half a point.

The man also had a smile on his face, and looked at Zong Shou's hand.

"It was a temporary idea to see what the fourth-order mutated cloud whale cub looks like. Unexpectedly, I ran into this spiritual weapon. I, Ling Yunzong, have been looking for this sword for more than two hundred years, and I can't find it anywhere. But it turned out that it was hidden in the black wave sword. This time, Zong Shizi, it is really a lucky fate!"

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows. In fact, he only needed to look at this person's clothing to know that this man in white must be Ling Yun's disciple.

But he felt a little disappointed in his heart. He took out this sword because he had other intentions. He intended to kill someone, but unexpectedly bumped into this person again. Most of the time today, it is hard to get what you want.

Who would have thought that Ling Yunzong's infiltrating disciple would coincidentally appear in such a place?

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw the young man in white with a small medicine bottle suddenly protruding from his right hand, holding it in the palm of his hand and saying: "Since your son has offered three thousand fourth-order beast crystals, then this Broken Edge Sword will be given by my ancestors." How about buying it madly? This sword is precious, no less than a fifth-order spiritual weapon. I don’t have many beast crystals, but I don’t take advantage of you. Barter for this sword!"

A humming sound suddenly rose from the ground. Countless people were whispering to each other, but no one paid attention to the sword in Zong Shou's hand.

Most of the people looked at the hands of the ancestral madman.

It only takes three to five years for a human extreme pill to make a person who has never practiced enter the innate realm.

A congenital martial artist is more than just a tyrannical force. The longevity is also generally improved, and it can be more than fifty years longer than ordinary people who do not practice martial arts. It is not a miracle that some people who maintain their bodies well live to be one hundred and eighty years old.

Therefore, Zongshou's broken-edged sword is even more precious. In this teahouse, it is far less eye-catching than this extremely human pill.