My Supreme Sword System

After taking a few steps, Ji Yunli even saw one stall after another, just like a market.

There are many fairyland practitioners along the street. They set up stalls here to sell goods.

Moreover, this behavior seems to be legal, and there will be no urban management to clean up.

Obviously, this kind of stall setting behavior has been tacitly approved by the above, or these people have paid the so-called "Commission".

Of course, these immortal practitioners are generally not very good at immortal cultivation.

However, this is nothing to be surprised. After all, the real master will not set up a stall.

It costs a certain rent to consign or auction items in the chamber of Commerce. Selling here can save a lot of money. Naturally, many people are willing to do it.

Especially for those who are not very precious, it is a good choice to sell here.

And many practitioners of the fairyland came for this market.

Of course, there is no guarantee for the goods sold here, and you can only recognize them when you buy fake goods.

Of course, there are also good things in it.

With good luck or strong appreciation, you can buy value for money at a very low price.

Therefore, a large number of people come here for the purpose of the so-called "Taobao".

Of course, the vast majority of the consequences of "Taobao" can only buy some seemingly mysterious products. When they go home, they find that they are a pile of waste, wasting a lot of millions in vain.

Now the vendors are becoming more and more smart, but the "Taobao" people have always been lucky. Naturally, most of the losses are buyers.

Ji Yun glanced a little and shook his head slightly. He was not interested in looking again.

Ordinary items can't get into Ji Yun's eyes.

And here, if you want to find an artifact, it's a fool's dream.

Ji Yun went all the way. When he was about to reach the end of the street, he suddenly stopped, looked frozen, turned and walked back to an old man's stall, showing surprise.

People come and go here. No one finds Ji Yun's strange color.

But the middle-aged man at another stall next to the old man's stall was suddenly happy when he saw Ji Yun coming.

When Ji Yun attended the summit, Ding LAN took him to change into a set of high-end clothes.

The clothes at the moment are low-key, luxurious and connotative. At first glance, they are rich people who have too much money to spend.

"This handsome guy! I have good things here! The price is very reasonable! It's definitely cheaper than others!" the big man rubbed his hands and his face was full of smiles.

"Handsome boy, look at this dragon scale grass! It's 500 years old. It's worth millions in the chamber of Commerce. I can sell it to you for 100000!"

"If you are not satisfied, how about 80000?" the big man tried his best to say.

Ji Yun was unmoved, but quietly looked at the old man, a broken sword on the stall.

No, exactly, it's just a hilt.

"Alas! Handsome boy, if you don't want this dragon scale grass, I have other miraculous drugs here. The grades are all top-grade. You won't lose money if you buy it!"

"Look at this white chicory, but it's nearly 600 years old! It's produced in Kyoto dimensional space, and others pay 8 million! I'm not willing to sell it!"

"Now I'm in a hurry to sell you 800000!"

"If you think it's too expensive, 750000! It can't be less!"

Ji Yun frowned, looked coldly at the big man, and a cold light burst out in his eyes.

"Er, look at the handsome guy. He will become a great weapon in the future and climb to the peak of the fairyland. Well, I'll make a good relationship with you and sell you 700000!"

Ji Yun's cold eyes swept him over, and the big man immediately felt cold all over. Then he felt that the other party's cultivation realm seemed to be just a physical realm. He was relieved and continued to talk about sales.

Hehe, it's just a boy in the physical environment. If it weren't for the strict supervision of the black market, he dared to stare at you so arrogantly and cripple you every minute, would you believe it?!

Of course, such a big man will not speak out. Now Ji Yun in his eyes is a fat sheep!

"Handsome boy! Buy one!"

"Buy one, buy one!"

"Hundreds of thousands of you can't afford to lose, you can't afford to be cheated!"

"Buy it, buy it!"

The big man was shouting vigorously, but the next moment he was stunned and was scared into a cold sweat.

"One more word, you may not see the sun tomorrow."

Ji Yun spit out this sentence coldly. His eyes burst with murder, just like the essence, and went straight at the big man.

Being attacked by this murderous intention, the man felt cold all over, like falling into an ice cave, and like being pinched by someone's neck, breathing hard, and his face turned morbid pale in an instant.

He knew that Ji Yun was not joking.

The big man looked very painful and almost knelt down to Ji Yun. He hesitated but couldn't say a word.

Ji Yun took back his killing intention and ignored the big man. Instead, he stared at the old hilt.

He is familiar with the smell of the hilt.

Anti sky sword, broken anti sky sword.

At the moment, if Ji Yun's anti Heaven Sword didn't throb, I'm afraid even he couldn't recognize it.

The anti Heaven Sword is broken

Ji Yun's eyes are slightly closed and his heart is dripping blood.

The absence of an anti heaven divine sword means that he does not realize the unification of the nine swords.

But soon, Ji Yun was stunned and sent a message in his mind.

The message is transmitted by the anti sky sword.

It roughly means that as long as you find the other half of the sword, you can restore it.

"Where did you find this?" Ji Yun asked the old man in front of the stall.

"Magic is a dimensional space." the old man narrowed his eyes and didn't lift his head.

"Demon city?" Ji Yun was absorbed.

It seems that we have to go to lie down as soon as possible.

Ji Yun decided to go to the magic capital immediately after going north.

"How much?" Ji Yun slightly opened his eyes and asked again.

Ji Yun noticed that the old man, who had been closing his eyes, slowly opened his eyes at the moment, took a deep look at Ji Yun and said faintly, "ten thousand."

Hearing the speech, Ji Yun was not only surprised, but even the big man on one side secretly scolded the old man as a fool.

Judging from Ji Yun's performance at the moment, even if the hilt is sold for one million or even ten million, he will certainly buy it!

Of course, although the value of the hilt may be only 10000.

The big man is very angry. Why doesn't he own the hilt?

Ji Yun didn't say much. He scanned the QR code on the spot and paid 10000.

The old man nodded and handed the sword handle to Ji Yun.

Ji Yun carefully put away the handle of the sword and bowed respectfully to the old man.

The old man shook his head, laughed, turned and left, not even the booth.

Ji Yun took a deep breath and a puzzled look flashed in his eyes.

Finally, Ji Yun didn't think much, put the hilt into the system space and left the black market.

"Alas, handsome boy, don't you really buy a panacea?" the man smiled bitterly as Ji Yun walked away.