Chapter 609: Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Formation

Yan Long walked with Yan Hu, who was still a little bruised, on Yibao Street. Their tall figures and dark skin attracted a lot of attention.

"That damn kid is not that strong. If I hadn't been careless, he would not be my opponent at all."

Yan Hu said indignantly, still brooding over what happened that night.

Yan Long's ears have been almost callused these past two days. He doesn't know how many times he has heard this.

"If you lose, you lose. You'll get back at me next time."

Yan Hu stretched out a hand and said viciously: "In this trial, I will crush that kid's head and crush his balls!"

Yan Long didn't respond, but gently patted a furry little white mouse on his shoulder.

"Zhaocai, did you find any treasures?"

The white little mouse looked around with round eyes, sniffed lightly, and suddenly stood up excitedly, pointing in a certain direction and chirping.

Yan Long looked in the direction it pointed, and his eyes stopped on a skinny old man.

There were a lot of broken copper and iron in front of the old man, all of which were rusty and covered with copper rust, and many of them even had missing legs and holes.

He even suspected that his treasure-hunting rat had made a mistake.

He made a strange sound from his mouth, and after asking repeatedly, his eyes fell on the rusty sword in the bamboo basket.

The old man didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but he glanced at a man and woman walking in the distance, and suddenly raised his voice a few degrees.

"Does this Taoist friend like these broken... ancient swords?"

He gave a thumbs up and said, "Daoist friend has a good eye. These ancient swords of mine come from the ancient ruins of the Endless Sea."

"It is said that they are the treasures of the ancient sword sect. They are incredible. Although they are covered with dust over the years, they contain extraordinary sword intent."

"Daoist friend can see that he is a dragon and phoenix among men. Maybe he can comprehend the supreme sword intent from it. Then he will make a big splash."

He boasted to the sky, and the so-called treasures with those shabby appearances really attracted a lot of people to gather around.

Yan Hu was a little speechless and said, "Just these few broken swords, you are talking about them as if they are shocking the world and making ghosts cry!"

Yan Long asked with interest, "Which ancient ruins in the Endless Sea are they?"

The old man was speechless, his eyes rolled around and he said, "Of course, it is the Guixu ruins in the Endless Sea!"

Yan Hu said unhappily, "Old liar, you are really good at bragging! Why don't you say it was used by the Supreme?"

Guixu, what is that place?

One of the four forbidden places, the most dangerous place in the Endless Sea, the real forbidden place.

The old man laughed and said, "Daoyou really has a good eye, maybe this is really used by the Supreme."

Yan Hu was so angry that he almost told the liar to get out.

The onlookers couldn't help laughing. No wonder the old guy was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm at his age.

He really didn't know the sky was high and the earth was thick.

Yan Long was also a little speechless, but based on his trust in the treasure-hunting rat, he still asked the price.

"Fellow Daoist, how much do you sell these swords for?"

The old man smiled and stretched out a finger, saying, "Not much, just this amount!"

Yan Hu said angrily, "These broken swords cost one hundred top-grade spirit stones? Why don't you go and rob them?"

The old man waved his hand and said with an unfathomable look, "No, no, one hundred top-grade spirit stones each!"

Yan Hu wanted to kick the old guy, so he pulled Yan Long and said, "Brother, don't worry about this old liar, let's go!"

At this price, you can buy a good low-grade magic weapon!

Yan Long was not pulled away by him, and he hesitated and said, "Fellow Daoist, can you make it cheaper?"

These broken swords all look the same, as if they were standard magic swords in batches.

He was really not sure which one the treasure-hunting rat was interested in, and the treasure-hunting rat seemed to mean that these were all treasures?

Outrageous!

When the old man heard that he was actually bargaining, his old face was pulled long and he looked unhappy.

"That's the price. You can buy it or not. I only sell this treasure to the destined person. One hundred top-grade spirit stones is a bargain."

Yan Long was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to believe the treasure-hunting rat. In the end, he decided to take a gamble.

He took out a storage bag and handed it over, saying in a deep voice: "One hundred swords, I want it...!"

"Wait!"

At this moment, a domineering voice came: "I want all these dozen swords, I'll pay double!"

Yan Long felt that the voice was familiar, and looked back, only to see a handsome man with a stunning beauty coming out of the crowd.

He smiled and waved his folding fan. With the beauty next to him, he looked suave.

"Jun Wuxie!!"

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous. Yan Hu gritted his teeth at this moment, wishing he could rush up and kill this kid.

Yan Long looked at Lin Fengmian, his expression darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Prince Wuxie, what do you mean by this?"

Lin Fengmian shook his folding fan lightly, and said with a smile: "Nothing, I just think this sword looks pleasing, and I want to buy it back and hang it up as a wind chime."

"Why, is this illegal?"

He and Yue Yinglan were attracted by the excitement here, so they came over to take a look, and as a result, they felt a vague sword intent in this pile of swords.

This sword intent inexplicably fits with him, and he has a mysterious feeling.

This sword is very suitable for him!

But he couldn't find which sword this feeling came from.

Because in his opinion, every sword seems to be the same.

Seeing that Yan Long was about to buy it, Lin Fengmian suddenly felt that his opportunity was robbed.

He no longer hesitated and immediately came out to interrupt.

Isn't it just a little spirit stone?

The young master just made money the day before yesterday, at worst he will lose it all.

Yan Long had no idea about this, he just thought that this guy was deliberately trying to disgust him.

"I saw this thing first!"

Lin Fengmian sneered: "So what, did you pay?"

Yan Long raised the storage bag in his hand and was about to speak, but the old man waved his hand quickly.

"Daoyou, I didn't say I would sell it to you!"

Lin Fengmian said proudly: "Yan Long, did you see that the highest bidder gets it? Old man, do you think it's right?"

The old man smiled and nodded like a man who saw money.

"Yes, yes, yes! The highest bidder gets it. This young man is so noble and I can tell at a glance that this sword is very suitable for me. We are destined to be together."

Lin Fengmian smiled and said: "Old man, you are right. I want all these swords. Pack them up for me!"

The old man responded with a bright smile and started to pack them up quickly.

"Wait, I'll offer 210 top-grade spirit stones!" Yan Long said angrily.

People fight for a breath, Buddha fight for a stick of incense, he couldn't swallow this anger!

The old man was stunned, and couldn't help looking at Lin Fengmian, his eyes slightly consulting.

Lin Fengmian waved his hand and said arrogantly: "Two hundred and fifty top-grade spirit stones!"

He looked at Yan Long and said provocatively: "If you have the ability to continue to increase, I don't mind playing with you."

Yan Long's arrogance was choked, but he didn't dare to quote again.

When he thought that the spirit stones this kid spent were earned the day before yesterday, he was even more angry.

He looked at Lin Fengmian with cold eyes, gnashing his teeth and said: "Boy, don't think you can do whatever you want with money!"

Lin Fengmian spread his hands and said arrogantly: "Sorry, you can really do whatever you want with money!"

He was accompanied by a beauty and followed by a servant. This arrogant and domineering look was very much like the legendary evil young man.

The Yan brothers were so angry that they were shaking, but they could do nothing.

Yueyinglan listened to the conversation between the two and felt that something was wrong. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.

Oh, it turned out that he seemed to be on the villain's side?

Seeing this, the old man packed the dozen ancient swords into a storage bag and handed it to Lin Fengmian.

"Young Master, these ancient swords are yours!"

Lin Fengmian handed over the spirit stones and was about to leave with Yueyinglan.

But the old man smiled and said, "Young Master, wait! I still have some ancient swords here!"

He waved his hand, and a pile of broken swords fell to the ground with a clang. There seemed to be more than a hundred of them.

Lin Fengmian's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly wondered if he had been fooled?

The money he gave was not very auspicious. Would he really become a fool?

Yan Long was scared. He almost got fooled?

The onlookers were also speechless, and someone started to joke.

"Old man, is this sword of yours still mass-produced?"

The old man said seriously: "Daoyou, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

"This is a complete set of sword formations, a total of 108 swords, which can be separated or combined. It is an ancient sword formation with great lethality!"

"If I don't meet someone with a predestined relationship, I will never sell it!"

Yan Hu sneered and said: "Come on, old man, you didn't meet someone with a predestined relationship, you clearly met a sucker, right?"

The old man ignored him, but looked at Lin Fengmian with a burning gaze, with a serious face.

"This young man, I see that you have amazing bones and are a rare genius in cultivation."

"I also have a set of Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Sword Formation. I think you have a predestined relationship with it, so I will sell it to you together with this ancient immortal sword."

"This formation has the ability to kill gods and slash immortals. It will definitely help you overcome all difficulties. What do you think?"