Chapter 726: Kunlun Relic Clan

When the demonic man heard this, he showed hesitation, and finally glared at Mai Xiaolong coldly, turned his head and left.

Seeing the strange man leaving, the stall owner and the old man seemed to be a little disappointed, and he opened his throat and shouted a few times, but people didn't like him at all.

"Okay, Sister Shen, let's trade with him!" Mai Xiaolong said casually.

"You kid, you're really ruthless, you don't frown a single frown!" Shen Qianhong scolded with a smile, but she really didn't care about this money.

"Xiaolong, do you want to put the rough stone here to untie it, or do you take it back and solve it yourself?" Shen Qianhong asked after completing the transaction.

"Let's go straight back to the hotel!" Mai Xiaolong thought for a moment.

If there was really a treasure in the rough stone, he didn't want anyone else to know.

"Well, such a large piece of rough stone, I guess it will light up the car!" Shen Qianhong said.

The car driven by Mai Xiaolong and Li Fan was just an ordinary car, and they really couldn't fit such a large piece of rough stone.

However, since they came, everyone was not in a hurry to leave, and after depositing the rough stone, everyone continued to wander around the exhibition hall.

Shen Qianhong is obviously a veteran of gambling stones, and he took a fancy to several rough stones and bought them all for more than 30 million, but Mai Xiaolong did not make a move.

Anyway, Yin Zhitian didn't let him make a move, and it probably won't be a good thing.

The three of them left at the lunch stall, while Shen Qianhong found a car and transported the rough stone they bought back to the hotel.

"Senior, what kind of treasure is in this stone?" After Mai Xiaolong entered the room, he couldn't wait to ask.

"What's it, you kid won't know if you cut it!" Yin Zhitian smiled lightly.

"That's right!" Mai Xiaolong took out the flying sword, this thing is indestructible under the infusion of true qi, and there is no problem in using it to solve stones.

"Knock knock!" Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Who?" Mai Xiaolong asked a little unpleasantly.

"Woohoo!"

But what answered Mai Xiaolong was a series of subtle sounds that broke the air, and Mai Xiaolong's pupils shrank, recognizing that this was a gunshot.

As soon as Mai Xiaolong's body moved, he landed behind the rough stone.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

A string of bullets landed on the rough stone, sending a spark of rubble.

The gunfire rang out for a while before it slowly stopped, and McCroong held his breath and hid behind the rough stone, where he heard the sound of someone turning the doorknob.

With a flick of his palm, Mak raised the rough stone into the storage bracelet, and at the same time put his toes on the ground a little, sticking to the wall like a gecko.

At the moment when the door was opened, Mai Xiaolong casually raised his hand, and several silver needles swayed out, lighting the acupoints of several bandits.

"Huh!"

There was a soft sound outside the door, and then McEllong saw a figure rush into the room like a ghost.

"You are an ancient warrior!"

After the other party landed, he stared at Mai Xiaolong coldly.

"It's you!" Mai Xiaolong frowned, and he also recognized the other party, this person was the demonic young man who had fought with him for the original stone before.

"Where's the rough stone, hand over the rough stone!" The young man glanced at the scene in the room, and after not seeing the original stone, he snorted coldly.

"Rough stone, your sister!" Mai Xiaolong sneered and punched the opponent's door.

The young man reacted extremely quickly, and his white palm slapped heavily against Mai Xiaolong, slamming it against Mai Xiaolong's fist.

The young man staggered backwards, his body pressed against the wall, and only then did he stop his form, and Mai Xiaolong found that an incomparably sharp force poured into his body along his meridians, rushing towards his heart.

Mai Xiaolong's face changed, and he hurriedly manipulated his true qi to block this strange power, and his face also turned pale.

"You actually blocked my attack!" The demonic young man didn't expect Mai Xiaolong to be able to defuse his attack, and exclaimed again.

"You can take my trick too!" Mai Xiaolong was not a soft-hearted person, and after defusing the attack, he immediately knocked out the flying sword.

The flying sword turned into a streamer of light and slashed towards the young man's neck.

"You are the Kunlun Relic!" The moment he saw the flying sword, the young man's face changed greatly, and with a move of his palm, he actually shot a flying sword as well.

"Ding!"

"Click!"

However, after the young man's flying sword collided with Mai Xiaolong's flying sword, there was a soft sound, and then it exploded directly.

Under Mai Xiaolong's control, the flying sword continued to slash towards the young man's neck.

"Stop, we're our own people!" The young man exclaimed, but the movements in his hands were non-stop, and he shot several palm winds one after another, forcing back the flying sword.

Mai Xiaolong raised his eyebrows, withdrew the flying sword, his body moved, and he held the flying sword and rushed directly to the other party, "What kind of own people, first over the other!" ”

Mai Xiaolong was holding back his anger at this time, the other party first fought with him for the original stone, and then sent gunmen to attack him, and now he said that he is his own person, and the ghost is your own person!

"We really are our own people!" Seeing this, the demonic young man couldn't help but be anxious, but Mai Xiaolong's action was so fierce that he could only be tired of coping.

Mai Xiaolong frowned, he could also see that the young man's attitude seemed to have changed a lot after seeing his flying sword, and between his shots, he seemed to be afraid of something.

"Why do you say we're our own?" After Mai Xiaolong made a few moves, seeing that the other party was just defending and not attacking, and he had no interest in making a move, he put away his flying sword and asked.

"Because of the flying sword in your hand!" The young man's eyes were burning as he stared at the flying sword path in Mai Xiaolong's hand.

"I'm sorry, I bought this flying sword with money!" Mai Xiaolong said with a cold gaze.

"No, if you're not a member of the Kunlun Relic Clan, you won't be able to control the flying sword!" The young man shook his head.

"Kunlun Relic?" Mai Xiaolong raised his eyebrows, it was not the first time he had heard this title from the other party's mouth.

"You don't know the Kunlun Remnants?" The young man asked in surprise.

"Nonsense, know I'll ask you again!" Mai Xiaolong said impatiently.

The demonic young man looked at Mai Xiaolong blankly, his eyes were envious and jealous, "You got the Kunlun Sword, but you don't know the Kunlun Relic Clan!" ”

"Kunlun Sword?" The more Mai Xiaolong listened, the more confused he became.

"Well, the Kunlun Sword is the most precious token of our Kunlun relics, and only the Lord of Kunlun is qualified to hold it!" The young man replied in the affirmative.

"I think you really recognized the wrong person, I really bought this sword, and it has nothing to do with the Kunlun relics!" Mai Xiaolong shook his head.

"No, the Kunlun Sword is impossible for anyone to urge except for the Lord of Kunlun!" But the demonic young man said stubbornly.

"Okay, okay, you say yes, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, you still can't fight, if you don't fight, get out if you don't fight, by the way, let these corpses get out!" Mai Xiaolong said with an unhappy face.

"I'm not leaving, you have to go back with me!" The demonic young man shook his head.