The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 61
Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe their eyes.

They saw very clearly just now that Mo Huasong didn't use his internal strength all the time, he just slashed at him with a single knife.

That knife not only cut off the small black knife in Zheng Jian's hand, but also broke Zheng Jian's internal force and injured him. This treasure is too terrifying, it is really more powerful than before.

No one doubted that Zheng Jian's little black knife was fake, because everyone saw the inspection just now.This can only explain one problem, the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand is even more powerful.

At this time, the eyes of all the warriors opened even wider, and they all took out their mobile phones and walked aside to call their sects.

Just now, because they were not well prepared and they didn't have that much money in their bank accounts, Zheng Jian took advantage of them.

But it's different now, they have to hurry up and ask Shimen to prepare money.

Mo Huasong looked at Zheng Jian coldly: "Don't pretend if you're not capable. B, or something will happen."

Immediately, Mo Huasong turned to Pang Xiaopei and said, "When looking for a man, you must find someone who is reliable, not someone who is self-righteous."

He thought that the relationship between Zheng Jian and Pang Xiaopei was very good, so he showed mercy.Otherwise, he had already cut off Zheng Jian's right hand just now.

Anyone who wants to harm him, he will pay back ten times.

Pang Xiaopei was flushed with anger, and even more angry when she heard that Mo Huasong wanted to teach her a lesson. "Hmph, the surname is Mo, who do you care about me?"

Now Pang Xiaopei understood that this Mo Huasong liked her, but she didn't like him, that's why he troubled Zheng Jian.

Seeing that Zheng Jian was injured because of her, she felt bad. "Zheng Jian, how are you doing?"

Zheng Jiangang stopped the blood and bandaged the wound. When he heard Pang Xiaopei's question, he was as sweet as eating honey. He shook his head desperately and said, "It's nothing, I was just careless. With that little guy, how could he hurt me?"

Zheng Jian felt a pain in his heart when he saw the broken knife on the ground.That's 5000 million, and it's gone.

Suddenly, Zheng Jian saw the small black knife in Mo Huasong's hand and showed greedy eyes.

When Mo Huasong wanted to ask Wu Chaoxing how to sell this little black knife, Wu Chaoxing had already walked in front of Mo Huasong: "Sir, do you sell this little black knife?"

"How much do you give?" Mo Huasong asked.

"[-] million." Wu Chaoxing was afraid that other customers would buy it from Mo Huasong first, so he immediately quoted a high price.

The knife competition just now was also broadcast live. Some customers on the Internet are already inquiring about prices, and some people have opened up to [-] million.

Therefore, Wu Chaoxing would never let go of this good opportunity to make money.

As long as he releases the news that he will auction off this little black knife made by Master Batian tomorrow, he will definitely make a fortune.

"Okay, it's a deal." Mo Huasong immediately handed over the small black knife without saying a word.

For him, this kind of weapon is just a piece of cake, as long as he goes to the blacksmith shop, he can make a few more.

Wu Chaoxing happily took Mo Huasong to the house, and immediately wrote a bank check. As long as Mo Huasong took it to the bank, he could get [-] million. "Sir, I don't know where you got this knife from?"

Wu Chaoxing has a unique vision. The treasures refined by those masters in the martial arts world cannot be compared with those of Batian.

In particular, the little black knife is light and thin, and can be folded. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a peerless treasure.

Mo Huasong's heart moved, and he asked, "Do you still want Master Batian's treasure?"

"Yes, yes." Wu Chaoxing nodded desperately. "Sir, do you have a relationship with Master Batian? Can you get another treasure of this quality? The price can be negotiated."

Mo Huasong was secretly amused, but still said seriously: "Well, I should be able to get it, how many do you want?"

"You, how many treasures like this can you get?" Wu Chaoxing's eyes kept jumping, and he felt that his heart could not take it anymore.

It is a heaven-defying thing to get one or two such peerless treasures.

You must know that the master craftsman in the martial arts world may need half a year of preparation to forge a treasure, and after refining, he needs one to three years of rest to recover his energy.

Mo Huasong asked him directly how many he wanted. He really wanted to say that he wanted ten or eight. Would Mo Huasong spit at him?

"I'll give you a hundred first. Do you have that much money?" Mo Huasong asked.

If a handful cost 200 million, a hundred treasures would cost [-] billion.

"Yes, I have." Wu Chaoxing nodded desperately.

The supply of treasures like this is in short supply in the market, let alone a hundred, just like Mo Huasong's [-], those warriors are desperately grabbing it.

As long as you have treasures, you can definitely fight by leapfrogging.Like Mo Huasong's one just now, how many levels can he fight.

Wu Chaoxing was a little worried and said: "Sir, we have to make it clear that the quality of the second one is only 5000 million. If it is the quality of the first one, it can only be [-] million."

"Well, I see." Mo Huasong walked outside.

Now that he has the space stone, he has to forge a space storage device first, put the things he needs in it, and then forge a hundred small black knives and sell them to Wu Chaoxing.

When he got out of the shop, Mo Huasong took out his mobile phone and called the blacksmith, asking him to buy some high-quality pig iron and materials.

The technology of refining artifacts of the Lanyun system is much better than that of the cultivation world, so some of the materials that Mo Huasong wants, even the masters of the martial arts world can't understand what effect they have.

Afterwards, Mo Huasong walked around the market and had a general understanding of the situation in the market.

An hour later, Mo Huasong walked out of the Gubo Market, and when he was about to take a taxi to the blacksmith shop, his eyes froze, and he turned and walked towards the street on the right.

Entering a dead end, Mo Huasong didn't go any further. He looked back and said, "Stop following sneakily, all of you should come out."

"Swoosh, swish." Three figures flashed out.

The person in front is Zheng Jian, his right hand is bandaged, and his face is still a little pale.Standing behind are two middle-aged men practicing Qi-level six-level martial arts.

"Boy, if you left by car just now, we will follow you for a while, and you can live a little longer. But if you come here by yourself, you are asking for your own death." Zheng Jian looked at Mo Hua gloomyly loose.

After Zheng Jian left the Xingqi Pavilion, he bid farewell to Pang Xiaopei with an excuse, and immediately contacted the two elders of the Red City Sect.

Mo Huasong had [-] million on him, and he knew the news about Master Batian, which made Hongcheng feel greedy.

Generally speaking, the martial arts strength of the refining masters is not that great, what they are good at is the refining technique.

As long as they can bring Master Batian back to the Red City School and refine peerless treasures for their school, then the masters of the Red City School will be able to compete with the first-level sect just by relying on the peerless treasures in their hands.

Therefore, the elders of the Hongcheng faction rushed over immediately, and waited for Mo Huasong to come out with Zheng Jian at the door.

After all, there are also some warriors in the Gubo Market, and they don't want others to see them taking Mo Huasong away.

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