With a smug face, Cindy waved her pink fist at Roland, and said to the Nessam with a smile, "Five hundred first-order spirit crystals, right?" ”

Seeing that the Netham man nodded, she waved her hand and threw him a leather money bag, and said, "You count!" ”

As she spoke, Cindy grinded her teeth at Roland, and although she was wearing a mask, it sounded like she was panicking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Netham grabbed the leather pocket, poured out the crystal clear spirit crystal with his backhand, and immediately smiled: "Twenty third-order spirit crystals, that's right!" ”

One third-order spirit crystal is equivalent to twenty-five first-order spirit crystals, and the actual exchange price will be even higher.

The Netham man was naturally pleased, and immediately handed over the long wooden box, and Sindy did not reach out to take it, but pouted and said; "King Hunter, this ancient sword is given to you."

"Give it to me?" Roland was stunned, a little unable to believe his ears.

Sindy snorted and said with her hands behind her back: "Even if you can exchange your elixir, okay!" ”

Roland came to his senses, smiled and took the long wooden box, he didn't feel sorry for the Zhuyan Pill, but wanted to see what kind of trick Cindy was playing, but the eyes of the Netham people looked at him, a little weird, which made him a little speechless.

"Let's go!" The powder had already been bought, and a lot of other things had been bought, and the market in Nethamm was almost finished, and besides, it was not too early, and the two of them had to find another place to camp.

As the Netham watched the two leave, he reached out and touched his chin, a glint in his eyes.

"Loser, do you know how precious and rare the Zhuyan Pill is? Use it for this broken sword, huh! ”

Cindy clenched her fists, hating her gums so much that she really wanted to pounce on Roland and bite Roland twice before she could relieve her anger.

Roland said lazily: "I think, now is not the time for you to hate me, but how to leave with Zhu Yan Dan, there are guests coming." ”

Wealth is not so easy to show, at that time, when trading with the Netham man, Roland found out that something was wrong, although the ancient sword weighed a thousand catties, it was not to the extent that it could not be used, it was obvious that this sword was a decoy.

He slowly stopped, turned around unhurriedly, and said in a deep voice: "Come out, don't hide!" ”

In the shadows of the bushes not far away, two figures silently swept out, both of them were dressed in gray robes, with two masks on their faces, one black and one white, which looked extremely strange in the dusk.

Roland Zhuo was not afraid, and sneered: "Just the two of you? What about the Netham man? Don't you come out to show your face? ”

"Haha!" As soon as Roland's words fell, a loud laugh rang out, and in the midst of the laughter, a figure rushed over and stopped steadily in front of the two gray robes, it was the Netham stall owner who sold the ancient sword!

"Leave all that is on you, and our brothers may spare you a way out."

The Netham people's eyes fell on Roland and Cindy as if they were looking at two fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and almost drooled.

Roland said lightly: "Are you going to rob your private property?" ”

The Netham man sneered: "That's right, otherwise how could my ancient sword, which is worth at least eight hundred and one order spirit crystals, be sold so cheaply, I think you two came from Loulan Pass, right?" Brave enough, but..."

"This is not Loulan Pass!" In the last sentence, he said it murderously, like a wolf suddenly showing its sharp fangs!

Sindy suddenly said, "Knowing that we are from Loulan Pass, you still dare to let us go?" Aren't you afraid that after we go back, we will find powerful elders to come back for revenge? ”

The Netham man was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

It's just that there is no smile in his eyes, revealing a cold murderous intention, he didn't think about letting Roland and Cindy go at all, even if they hand over everything, they must kill people, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Roland said in a loud voice, "This Nessam man is mine..."

"Huh!" Without waiting for Cindy to answer, Roland drew his sword and slammed it like a bolt of lightning towards the Netham people!

As soon as he made a move, Roland was the Nine Swords of the Wind.

The Moon Reflecting Sword pierced the air in an instant, and the white sword light pierced through the dim veil, drawing a straight trace with his figure, and came to the opponent's chest in an instant.

"Lightning Strike!"

This move is the second sword of the nine swords in the world, and it pays the most attention to speed, and the body is like the wind sword and electricity, and it is indomitable!

Although he only cultivated the Nine Swords of the Wind to the Dacheng realm, relying on his strong battle qi and strong spiritual power, his attainments in this set of swordsmanship faintly broke through to the realm of perfection, and he had the power of a three-point sword heart.

The Netham man's face changed suddenly, and in his senses, everything around him became a little illusory, and all he could see in his eyes was a little cold sword tip, and deep in his heart involuntarily feared.

The sword was too fast and too sharp, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he hurriedly flew backwards to dodge, and at the same time prepared to join forces with his companions, and as he retreated, the Netham felt a trace of regret in his heart.

He used the bazaar every ten days to set up a stall to sell ancient swords, and then forcibly seized private wealth, not the first time, because of his rich experience, and teamed up with two warrior companions, he was always able to choose the right fat sheep to start, and made a lot of money before and after, and his hands were stained with a lot of lives.

Knowing that such a thing would not last long, and that one day he would lose his life, he decided to do a few more strokes, and then wash his hands and return to the eternal wilderness, and find a small town to live a free life.

There was no suitable target during the day today, until Roland and Sindy arrived, especially when Roland took out the Zhuyan Pill and was taken away by Xindi in person, which made his heart ache for a while, and he secretly swore in his heart that he must slaughter these two fat sheep and snatch back the Zhuyan Dan that belonged to him.

Before Roland's move, the Netham people were very confident and relaxed all over, but now, his confidence and ease were squeezed to pieces by Roland's strength.

In just a few breaths, Roland actually killed in front of the Netham man, the tip of the sword pointed directly at his chest, and the sword realm shrouded the surrounding ten meters, which produced a lot of coercion on the other two gray robes.

Such a lightning-fast, sharp and ferocious swordsmanship, is it a fledgling teenager, can he show it?

The Netham people regretted their sights, and what was even more terrifying was that Roland's sword realm contained a killing intent, and even a wisp of bloodthirsty aura, which made him tremble.

The Netham took six or seven steps back, still unable to escape Roland's mortal threat.

"Kill!" After all, he was not an ordinary person, and he knew that in such a situation, continuing to retreat would only make him more passive, so he shouted angrily, pulled out his weapon and rose with all his strength, facing the stabbing sword.