Legend of Swordsman

(Fourth more!)

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"Little doll, who are you?" Feng Laoguai stared at the sword unparalleled.

"Who I am, it doesn't matter, I just want to make an exchange with you, senior Feng." Jian Wushuang said directly.

"What exchange?" Feng Feng asked.

"I heard that you got a drop of Zijinsha by chance by chance, and I just need this drop of Zijinsha, so I would like to ask you, Fengfeng, to give me love, and give me Zijinsha, of course, I will also give the equivalent, even Slightly higher-value things you exchange with the wind seniors. "Jian Wushuangdao.

"Purple sand?" The windy old man's face became cold immediately. "Well, Yunzhen of the Great Tragedy not long ago came to me in person and said that he would exchange for the purple sand in my hand. Unfortunately, the old man didn't agree with him. Yun Zhen himself can't do it, but now he is playing tricks, and even asked you to come out and exchange with me. "

"Haha, he ca n’t treat the old man as an idiot? No matter what method he uses, the Great Tragedy wants to get Zijinsha from the old man, that is a dream! Even if the old man destroys the Zijinsha directly, he will never give it to the Great Tragedy."

Hearing that the sword has no double-sided color, even said: "Senior Feng, I am not from the Great Tragedy, and I have no relationship with the Great Tragedy."

"Hey, the old man cares if you have anything to do with the Great Tragedy, anyway, this old man of Zijinsha will not give it, only the baby you ..." Feng Laogua glanced at Jian Wushuang, but there was a faint flash in his eyes, "The old man sees you not very pleasing to the eye, so ... you have to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was an invisible wind blade instantly condensing in front of the wind monster.

The wind blade suddenly disappeared in the void, but the next moment it appeared directly in front of Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang's expression sank. He didn't expect that this strange man would suddenly hit him.

And this shot is a dead shot, without any regard for his identity as the god-honored one.

However, it is just a wind blade formed by random aggregation. It is impossible to threaten Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang just raised his hand at will and shook it fiercely, and the wind blade was directly pinched by Jian Wushuang.

"Oh?" Feng Lao looked startled.

"Second class demon?" The strong man looked at Chao Jian Wushuang by mistake.

Jian Wushuang didn't shoot, and his magical power was not revealed. No one could see his reality.

But as soon as he took the shot, the breath of the second-class demon was immediately revealed.

"A mere second-class demon could have so easily blocked the old man's attack? Interesting."

Feng Laogua had a strange smile on his face, but suddenly his expression moved. "Yes, my husband heard that not long ago a monster appeared in Wusha Wasteland, and he repelled the three elders of the Great Tragedy with the repair of the demon realm outside the saint's tomb. , And later took Yunzhen's three palms directly, forcing Da Beizong to bow his head, and that monster is very good at kendo and extremely young, should it be you? "

"It's me." Jian Wushuang also admitted directly.

"Haha, really, the old man remembers your name, it seems to be Jian Wushuang?" Feng Laoqi laughed.

"Yes, the predecessors should now know that I have nothing to do with Da Beizong. As for the Zijinsha, I only needed it, but I forced Da Beizong to find a way for me to get it." Jian Wushuang said: "I do n’t know now Would the senior be willing to give me that purple sand? "

In his opinion, Feng Laojiu and Da Beizong have huge enmity, but this time he let Da Beizong suffer a big loss. It can also be regarded as a breath for this Feng Laozong, plus that Zijinsha is against the wind. It's useless, he should be willing to exchange to himself.

but in fact……

"No change!"

The wind old man waved directly, "What is the relationship between your kid and Da Bei Zong, and the old man? The purple sand is in the old man's hand. It is the old man's freedom to change it. The old man now does not want to return it to you. Of course, if you insist It's okay to change, but you have to agree to a condition of the old man. "

"What conditions?" Jian Wushuang still calm inside.

"It's very simple. You also know the hatred between the old husband and the Great Tragedy. Although you killed many disciples of the Great Tragedy this time, the impact on the overall strength of the Great Tragedy is not great. The old man wants you to truly give the Great Tragedy. A serious blow, such as killing one of them too senior elders and so on. "Feng Lao Wei Wei smiled.

"You want me to slay the Taisong Elder of the Great Tragedy?" Jian Wu's eyes narrowed.

"Yes, an elder who is too senior is worth a drop of purple sand. If you beheaded, you don't need any treasures in exchange. The old man will give you that drop of purple sand directly, how about it?" Feng Laogua said with a smile, "Sword Wushuang, you can think about it, anyway, you have already offended the Great Tragedy once, and the Great Tragedy has no way of taking you. In this case, you are not afraid to offend again? "

Jian Wushuang said directly: "My grievances with Da Beizong have ended ~ www.readwn.com ~ and I am still in front of all the ancestors. I am not as unconcerned as you are, as long as Da Bei Zong has not taken the initiative Offend me, I will not take action against the Great Tragedy. "

"This way? The old man can't help. The drop of purple sand, hey, stay in the old man's Qiankun ring. Although the old man is useless, stay in the Qiankun ring, watching you one by one in order to get it. After racking his brains, the old man was just happy. "The old wind chuckled.

"So it seems that it is impossible for you to take the Zijinsha out of your own initiative and exchange it with me fairly." Jian Wu's eyes turned cold.

He had never thought about shooting before, after all, this windy monster is also a deity, and Yun Zhen and the three elders of the Great Tragedy could not help him together. Such a deity is very difficult to mess with, and sword Wushuang He can't provoke him, so his attitude has always been very polite.

If this windy monster is willing to exchange, it is naturally the best.

But now ... the old man is unwilling, then he can only use some tough means.

"Why, not soft, do you want to be hard? It's up to you?" Feng Laogua was not afraid, and even looked at Jian Wushuang sarcastically.

"It may not work on my own, but ..." Jian Wushuang's mouth fluttered.

"What about this seat?" A loud voice sounded abruptly.

Yun Zhen's figure appeared in vain on the side in vain.

"Oh, Yun Zhen? It looks like you are prepared." The old wind looks cold, but there is no fear in his heart.

"Wind-blooded, hand over Zijinsha, I'm still willing to exchange with you at a higher price. Otherwise, I can only shoot, and your disciples are also present, you don't worry that I will kill. Are you disciples? "Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, with a bit of irritation.