Chapter 402: No one can give you any face

I roughly glanced at my own harvest. Regardless of the type of level, there were about forty treasures.

"No matter how bad the attributes are, it is no problem to sell a thousand taels of gold at any time. Even if calculated based on the worst result, it is worth about fifty thousand taels of gold here!"

Ye Rong calculated a little and felt that what was flying over his head was golden coins, stacks of RMB stuck together.

"My Jiuli King Ding was hung on the small account for auction. I haven't recalled it for so long. Is it really that the price is too high?"

By the way, I thought of the nine-level magic weapon Jiuli Wangding, which I had not used in large numbers, so I asked the overlord of Taihu to open a sky-high price for sale, but it has not been sold yet. However, the bargaining letters have come with many seals, and there are also indirect attempts to find out where the nine-level magic weapon was obtained.

Of course, he would not reply to these "reporters" and ignored them.

"There are basically no treasures coming out, it seems that it is about to end!"

Three sword lights attacked each other and shot down a magic weapon that looked like a mountain of gold. After collecting it into the belt of Dazhi, he sighed.

As the frequency of treasures passing through the air decreases, he can already use all his means to deal with the same target. The seventh-level treasure can be taken away in an instant and cannot resist it at all.

I took the time to take a look at the surroundings. I only subdued the ninth-level magic weapon not long ago, and now I am dealing with the first-level magic weapon again. This eighth-level magic weapon is composed of five star armors, connected into five elements, and it is several times more difficult to deal with than ordinary eighth-level treasures.

Even with the ability to rebel against the cold water, it is impossible to conquer it in an instant. It can only be the water grinding skill that slowly consumes the power of the Five Elements Armor.

Most of the other players also made a move with nothing to do, and only a few people were still dealing with the treasures in front of them.

The long-legged emperor is one of them. I don’t know what method I used to transform a firework mist, layer by layer, trapping a long spear in it. The long spear did not shake once, and it would completely shake the firework mist, but another golden dragon hit the outside, blasting it back.

This long white spear is actually a treasure of the 19th level. The fluctuations emitted are nothing like the treasures conquered before Via Cold.

With the strength of a long-legged lady, of course she can't deal with it, but with her senior sister helping her, it's different.

It was in the thirty-six-edged treasure mirror that Jiang Xuejun only divided 10% of his spiritual sense and controlled the Tianlong Scissor to help stop the pale white long spear, giving the long-legged royal sister a chance to conquer.

"This Jiang Xuejun is so powerful!"

When Ye Rong saw this scene, he sighed inwardly. He was worthy of being the first disciple of Miaozhen Temple who could still be able to separate his mind while conquering the ninth-level magic weapon.

However, when most people have nothing to do, there are still people who are conquering the ninth-level magic weapon. It is not yet a few of the strongest people like Licorice. It is inevitable that someone will have a different mindset.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several sword lights lit up and rushed straight into the realm of fireworks and mist, obviously wanting to get a share of the pie.

The elders of the sect seemed to have not seen this situation. They obviously really left all the situation here to the player disciples, and they should have been set by the system to be unable to intervene.

"court death!"

The long-legged royal sister flashed with evil spirits, and a piece of Yun Gui rushed out on her body, and took down several sword lights.

But these people almost all have the strength of the Heavenly List level. The real strong men from their respective sects seemed to be in a hurry and retreated continuously after a siege. Even the fireworks and mists had to shrink the area to a certain extent, exposing the pale white long spear part to these people.

"I'll go! I don't know if I live or die, even my Mengdie dares to mess with you!"

Ye Rong glanced at a ray of light flying over his head. He could vaguely see the eighth-level arrow-like magic weapon, but at this time he could only give up with the pain and blasted the sword energy towards those people with one stroke.

"Grandma, I lost a level eight magic weapon in vain. This tone comes from you!"

Arrow-like magic weapons are a very rare type. Eighth-level arrow-like magic weapons are probably the highest varieties of this type, and they can already be matched with ninth-level bow-like magic weapons.

With the combination, the power after use is probably comparable to that of a blow from a tenth-level magic weapon.

Even if there is a difference, it will not be too far.

The person with a pale white and long spear in front of the long-legged lady was attracted by three players, one in Kunlun and one in Wudang, and another disciple brought by an unknown master of righteousness. There was no conspicuous sect mark on the Taoist robe he wore. He was probably the first-class immortal.

These three people probably have not had enough information. They don’t know the close relationship between Ye Rong and the long-legged royal sister, or they were blinded by the temptation of the ninth-level treasure. After all, except Nishuihan, no one here has the ability to conquer the ninth-level treasure and can only serve as spectators.

So take a risk and see if it can be done.

With Ye Rong's addition, the long-legged Royal Sister suddenly felt much easier. She just had to deal with one person, and two opponents were picked up by him.

The sword light turned around and he was targeting the Wudang disciple. He saw it during the Zhengdao Sect's Joint Competition that day. It was Guan Qi, the chief disciple of Wudang. At this moment, he did not use any magic weapon, just three sword lights bombarded him like rain.

The speed of attack caused hundreds of attack phantoms to appear in the air, and the power of a sword was greater than that of a sword.

Guan Qi raised his sword and felt empty, and the layers of sword shadows in front of him disappeared, and he immediately felt something was wrong in his heart.

Then the escape technique was activated and retreated quickly to the back, but it was already one step too late.

Countless sword lights blasted from an inexplicable angle and flashed past his interception. The white light on the defensive magic weapon flashed rapidly, instantly exhausting all the defense value, and then the body cracked.

But what's strange is that there was no drop of blood splashing, but like a huge force sucking, sucking away all the fragments of limbs, and forming a group in the Wudang Sect camp, and reborn again.

Guan Qi's face was pale and found that he had not returned to the point of rebirth. He felt happy. Just as he was about to continue rushing out, he found that there was an invisible confinement around him, and he could not move any longer.

...

Ye Rong fought several times to attack Guan Qi first. Anyway, with the Xuanpin Pearl protecting him, it would not be dangerous for his life.

But the huge force coming from behind him still made his eyes dark and his chest feel stuffy. He quickly swallowed a purple gold pill.

If you cannot use thunder to solve your opponent, you may attract more coveted people. That is the real trouble at that time.

Guan Qi fell down, although he was not dead, but he also withdrew from the battlefield, which made the remaining player feel a little panicked. He did not expect that Guan Qi was one of the best martial artists, but he was easily killed in seconds just by counting breaths.

He looked up and saw that the Kunlun disciple had only fought with the long-legged royal sister to a draw, and did not break into the fireworks and mist. After thinking about it, he jumped back and retreated to the elders of his master.

"You know your identity!"

Ye Rong ignored the player who withdrew. The sword light in his hand shook and surrounded the Kunlun disciple, making him have no chance to leave.

Although even if you kill this person, you will not bring any substantial losses to him, at least it will make the other party lose face.

If there is any treasure later, this person will not have the chance to obtain it again, so he can only watch it while watching.

Ye Rong and the long-legged Royal Sister joined forces. Although most of the energy of the long-legged Royal Sister is still dealing with the pale white long spear, it is not the Kunlun disciple who can handle it.

What's more, he hated these people for causing him to let out an eighth-level arrow-like magic weapon. He was even more ruthless and vicious when he took action. The swords and swords were all heading towards the opponent's vital points. The layers of sword lights were pressing down on three defensive magic weapons in a row.

"Chief Yijian, let my junior brother of the same school be released once. He was just stunned for a moment."

A clear and soft voice came from behind, but he ignored it. Instead, the sword light became stronger and forced the opponent into greater danger.

Licorice flashed with anger on her face. Although these eight deacons are all four deacons, they are actually very dissatisfied with her and have many competitions. However, at this time, as the strongest man in Kunlun, she must stand up, otherwise it will be a loss of the face of the sect.

"This Eight Desolates is really useless! It's okay to go snatch people's treasures, but I'm forced to do nothing to even activate the magic weapon. I'm so embarrassed!"

Seeing that the sword was full of no face, Licorice suddenly jumped, and a little blue thunder fire gathered in her hand.

This sword Ku Rong expressed this way, obviously because he didn't take himself seriously. How could he be the top ten licorice on the list not angry?

"Red Flame God-Slaying Flying Knife!"

Just when she was about to let the sword Ku Rong retreat and rescue her fellow disciple Bahuang, she saw a red light flashing, and a chill locked herself. The chill suddenly appeared, accompanied by the Red Flame God-Slaying Flying Knife, and she couldn't avoid it no matter how it changed.

As a magic weapon that has made a big splash at the Zhengdao Sect Joint Competition, Licorice must have spent a lot of effort to search for information about it. Although it is not as detailed as Nishuihan, he also has a rough understanding of the terror of the Red Flame God-Slaying Flying Knife.

"hateful!"

Under the threat of this flying knife, she was not sure that she would be able to avoid this attack when she took action, making her afraid to gamble.

Licorice is not stable in the top ten of the Tianlist, and has recently retreated several places.
Chapter completed!