"Ten thousand Yan Jing? Hehe, Ziwenlong, you look down on Lao Tzu too much, you want 100,000 anyway, Lao Tzu will look at your face today, 100,000 Yanjing, how about letting you go? Boss Song smiled and said.

"100,000, you might as well grab it!" Wu Qiang was the first to shout without holding back.

"Haha, Lao Tzu was originally going to rob it, and after accepting your bag, I want to have 100,000 Yanjing, right?" Song Bushi laughed, and the brothers around him laughed too, as if they had heard the funniest joke.

"Are you a pig? They were robbers in the first place, or the kind of black eats black! Shui Tianlan couldn't help laughing, and scolded Wu Qiang angrily.

"Ahem, ahem." Wu Qiang's face turned red suddenly, didn't he say angrily for a while, does this woman need to hurt him so much? However, when he saw Shui Tianlan's sharp eyes, he could only be deflated.

"Boss Song, why do you bother, if you fight, I believe that you will also die a lot of brothers, why bother everyone to lose both." Uncle Luo said slowly, here his strength is the strongest on the surface, and he is a little stronger than Ziwenlong, but after all, he is old and respectable.

"Lose-lose? Old man, do you think too highly of you, and the three-layer Dacheng realm also wants to be compared with Lao Tzu's Great Perfection? Do you have a high-grade holy soldier or a high-grade heavenly treasure, take it out and take a look, maybe Lao Tzu can discuss. "Song Bushi is also a cunning man, because he doesn't have these two things, so if the other party has it, on the basis of doubling the attack power, he won't have much advantage, and it is really possible to lose both.

Ziwenlong looked at Uncle Luo, and Uncle Luo also looked at Ziwenlong, and the two of them frowned for a while.

"Of course we have a high-grade holy soldier, Brother Wen, and then!" Shui Tianlan threw her Silver Star Cold Sword to Ziwen Dragon.

Ziwen Long held a sword in his hand, the cold air hit his face, and he immediately felt the extraordinaryness of this weapon, and hurriedly danced, the vitality poured in, and the surrounding air made a popping sound, spreading with a piercing coldness.

There is no doubt that the sword in his hand is a high-grade holy soldier, and Song Bushi's eyes on the opposite side were fiery all of a sudden, but then they became gloomy, which showed that he began to struggle in his heart.

Because he himself does not have a high-grade holy soldier, this kind of treasure is the dream of the strong, and if it appears, it will break the head, and it usually falls into the hands of the strong.

But now there is really a high-grade holy soldier in front of him, and the strength of the person opposite is not as good as him, he really wants to snatch it, but the high-grade holy soldier is in the hands of others, and the combat power of others immediately doubles, and he is not sure to take him, which makes him extremely entangled.

After Ziwenlong stopped dancing the sword, he smiled and said, "Boss Song, we will give you 10,000 Yanjing as usual, so don't hurt your harmony?" Zi Wenlong said very conservatively, because he really didn't want to fight, he was afraid that one of his twenty brothers would be injured or something, then he couldn't explain to the relatives of these people, among these twenty people, he was the most powerful.

Song Bushi was silent, his face became more and more gloomy, and Young Master Feng Liang couldn't help but say a little: "Boss Song, I believe that if you want to fight now, you will definitely not be able to take any advantage, and you should be satisfied with taking 10,000 Yanjing for nothing!" ”

"Humph! What are you, there's no place for you to talk here! It's just a high-grade holy soldier, you think you have won Lao Tzu, don't forget, this is Lao Tzu's territory! Old Man Song shouted fiercely at Feng Liang.