Chapter Two Hundred and Nine: Demon Crystal

The five-colored demon crystals were neatly defeated in the stall, and it didn't take long for someone to come and ask.

"How do you sell this demon crystal. ”

The person who came was a son-in-law in purple, who looked quite handsome, but when he asked Ye Luo about the price of the demon crystal, he was arrogant, and Ye Luo didn't like it.

"All 100,000 gold coins. ”

Ye Luo snorted lightly and stopped replying.

"100,000 gold coins, a demon crystal, you should rob it. ”

The boy in purple seemed to have discovered a new world, and shouted loudly.

At that time, more than a dozen big men surrounded and faintly surrounded Ye Luo.

Ye Luo sneered in his heart, he already knew the intentions of this purple-clothed boy, he was making trouble at all, the demon crystals in Ye Luo's hands were all demon beasts of more than three grades, and the price was definitely more than 100,000 gold coins, giving this price, Ye Luo still wanted to exchange for gold coins quickly, otherwise no one would be willing to do this kind of loss-making business.

More than a dozen big men surrounded Ye Luo, and Ye Luo fell into a heavy siege.

"Boy, a hundred gold coins, a demon crystal, that's it. A disdainful look flashed in the eyes of the purple-clothed man, and he reached out to take the demon crystal.

Bang.

The purple-clothed man's body fell backwards violently and fell the ground.

Ye Luo retracted his fists and still sat cross-legged, as if he was not moving at all.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly let out a gasp of cold air, and punched back the purple-clothed boy, this purple-clothed boy is also a Ye Martial King cultivator, and he is definitely the best among the inner disciples in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but he can't stop Ye Luo's punch.

"Who is this person, why have I never heard of it before, a new demonic genius has appeared in the sect. ”

Some people don't recognize Yero, but others recognize Yero.

The person who recognized Ye Luo was whispering, obviously not expecting Ye Luo's strength.

The boy in purple fell a dog and ate, but instead of repenting, he became angry.

The cultivation on Ye Luoming's face was only the Three Leaves Martial Sect, and the purple-clothed boy thought that the punch just now was Ye Luo's sneak attack, so he had this result. There are not a few people who have the same view as the Purple Boys.

"Waste, you're looking for death. ”

The purple-clothed boy rushed towards Ye Luo angrily, jumped seven steps, and swung out a fist shadow step by step, and when the seven steps overlapped, the seven fist shadows also began to overlap, and suppressed Ye Luo.

"Look, it's a spirit-level mid-grade martial arts, seven breaking fists. ”

This time Ye Luo is going to suffer a big loss, the spirit level mid-grade martial arts are powerful, with this martial arts, the purple-clothed prince is fully capable of leapfrogging the challenge and confronting the Erye Martial King.

Who knows, Ye Luo still didn't dodge or dodge, and directly threw a punch.

Looking at Ye Luo's understatement, the onlookers widened their eyes, as if they had seen something incredible.

Of course, there are also people who are full of hope that Ye Luo can create miracles again.

Boom, a punch directly blasted through the seven fist shadows and hit the chest of the man in purple, and the boy in purple ate a dog and ate again.

The crowd was in an uproar.

If it was said that Ye Luo knocked down the purple-clothed boy with one punch at the beginning, there was a suspicion of a sneak attack, but this punch was a punch with the purple-clothed son's full strength, and the ending still did not change.

The purple-clothed boy spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Ye Luo deliberately added a little bit of strength to the second punch for Jiao Xu, the purple-clothed boy, and was seriously injured by this, and within a few months, the purple-clothed boy would not have the ability to trouble him.

"What's the matter, don't give it to me quickly, I'm going to break this guy to pieces. ”

In front of everyone, losing to a guy from the Sanye Martial Sect made the purple-clothed boy feel that he had lost all his face, and he couldn't care about anything else, and wanted to annihilate Ye Luo in this world as soon as possible.

The twelve big men either fists, legs, or knives, killed Ye Luo in one go.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Ye Luo's eyes.

"This group of people actually moved their killing intent against me in the sect. ”

Ye Luo no longer retained, and his body shot out quickly, like a humanoid beast, crashing into the twelve big men.

The twelve big men are like eggs, and Ye Luo is like stones, and the result of this collision can be imagined.

Bang bang, bang bang, all on the ground aligned.

Ye Luo came step by step towards the purple-clothed boy, and the purple-clothed boy finally showed fear on his face at this moment, "Don't come, don't come." ”

"Say, Who sent you? ”

Ye Luo and the son in purple didn't know each other at all before, and there were no grievances between them, if there was no one behind the son in purple to instruct, Ye Luo wouldn't believe it if he said he was dead.

Hearing Ye Luo mention Senior Brother Fang, the horror in the eyes of the purple-clothed boy gradually disappeared, and he said viciously, "I know that it is Senior Brother Fang, why don't you apologize to us quickly, if you are satisfied, I can also say a few kind words for you in front of Senior Brother Fang, you know, Senior Brother Fang is someone you can't afford to offend in your life." ”

The purple-clothed man's rampant words fell.

The crowd erupted in a dense quarrel.

"It turns out that there is Senior Brother Fang behind him, no wonder this purple-clothed boy dares to be so rampant. ”

"Also, Senior Brother Fang is a core disciple, and his strength is far above him compared to the inner disciples. Moreover, even if Senior Brother Fang is placed among the core disciples, his strength is also ranked high.

"Get out. ”

Ye Luo kicked the purple-clothed boy away.

The purple-clothed boy couldn't hold back his anger, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You. ”

"Why don't you get out of here, do you want me to help you?"

Ye Luo's eyes full of murderous intent swept over the purple-clothed boy's whole body, at this moment, the purple-clothed boy had no doubt that if he didn't follow what Ye Luo said, I'm afraid Ye Luo would really have the courage to kill himself.

The purple-clothed boy was shocked into a layer of cold sweat on his back, and he left quickly.

After the purple-clothed boy and the twelve big men left, Ye Luo's stall was instantly blocked by the crowd.

The demon crystal of the three-grade demon beast only costs 100,000 gold coins, such a low price, and the warriors present are not fools, so naturally there will be no advantage and no advantage.

A quarter of an hour later, all the demon crystals were sold out, and Ye Luo's waist bag was filled with dense gold coins, and Ye Luo's rough calculation showed that these gold coins added up to at least 30 million or so.

After the demon crystal was sold, Ye Luo got up and left.

What Ye Luo didn't know was that after this battle, Ye Luo's name became famous in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Everyone knew that there was an inner disciple who dared to challenge the dignity of the core disciple Senior Brother Fang, of course, Ye Luo, as the person concerned, did not know that his great name had been spread throughout the sect.

In the next half month, Ye Luo spent every day in buying and selling demon crystals and refining pills, and his cultivation increased rapidly and silently, and the day before yesterday, Ye Luo officially broke through to the Five Leaves Martial Sect, and at the same time, the Cold Moon Streamer was officially completed.

On this day, Ye Luo came to sell demon crystals according to the rhythm of the past.

A young man in a red robe approached and asked condescendingly, "You are Ye Luo." ”

"Something. ”

Ye Luo is in an unhappy mood, why can you look at people so arrogantly, do you think that you are really superior to others.

What Ye Luo hates most on weekdays is this kind of self-righteous pretending guy.

obviously doesn't have much strength, but he wants to pretend to be forced, and in the end he can only be slapped in the face.

"You. The red-robed young man's face was full of anger, but he seemed to think of all of them, and he could only swallow this breath secretly.

"Tomorrow afternoon, you and Senior Brother Fang will fight. ”

As if announcing some order on behalf of his master, the red-robed young man left after announcing it.

"It's okay to fight with Senior Brother Fang, since this Senior Brother Fang thinks that I, Ye, am easy to bully, then I, Ye, naturally want to let this Senior Brother Fang see my Ye's hand. ”

This Senior Brother Fang sent people to trouble Ye Luo several times, and Ye Luo never tired of it, and at the same time, Ye Luo had a trace of killing intent towards this Senior Brother Fang.

After Ye Luo left, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect set off an uproar.

The story of the inner disciple Ye Luo challenging the core disciple Senior Brother Fang spread throughout the entire sect in a short period of time.

For the sect whose cultivation was boring on weekdays, the duel between Ye Luo and Senior Brother Fang was like a spice of life, injecting waves into their lives.

At the same time, there are also many people who sigh at Ye Luo's recklessness and ignorance.

Ye Luo's dog leg to clean up Senior Brother Fang had already spread throughout the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and for this Ye Luo, the evaluation of the sect was that the potential was endless, and it may not be that there would be no strength to compete with Senior Brother Fang in the future, but the time was not yet ripe.

The gap between Ye Luo and Senior Brother Fang is too big now, and there is no hope of winning.

Almost everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect thinks so, there is only one little girl who maintains immortal confidence in Ye Luo.

"Brother Ye, you will definitely win. Tian Yao'er prayed in the room.

The waiting time seemed to be extremely long, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all survived the boredom in the bitter waiting.

In the early morning, when a ray of morning light first appeared, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect erupted unprecedentedly*.

There are only a few times when the inner disciples challenge the core disciples in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and they are all the top-ranked inner disciples challenging the low-ranking core disciples, and Ye Luo is different from Senior Brother Fang, Ye Luo has not participated in the Inner Disciple Ranking Competition because he has joined the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for a short time, so Ye Luo is quite low in the ranking of the inner disciples, and Senior Brother Fang is also a top-ranked existence among the core disciples.

In the martial arts arena, on the stage nearly a few zhang long, Senior Brother Fang's black hair flew in the wind, so chic.

Senior Brother Fang is a sturdy young man, different from the handsome weakness, his muscles are knotted, which makes people can't help but be afraid of his strength.

At the bottom of the platform, there were several young men and women dressed in white, and these young men and women formed two distinct camps with the inner disciples and the outer disciples.

When looking at the inner disciples and the outer disciples, the eyes of these young men and women were disdainful, and they had this strength, they were the real elites and core disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"Senior Brother Zhang, there is no need to invite us here for a duel of this level. ”

A young woman frowned slightly.

Senior Brother Zhang was a young man in a blue robe, with a pair of sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and every time he swept through the crowd, people would inexplicably feel a chill.

"Senior Sister Lin, don't worry, since Senior Brother Fang invited us to come and watch him duel with Ye Luo, how about we give Senior Brother Fang a face. ”

"Senior Brother Zhang, the outcome of this duel, you all know it, I think, this guy named Ye Luo can't even take a single move from Senior Brother Fang, so what's the point of this duel. I really don't know if this Ye Luo really has something wrong with his brain, or if he is arrogant and arrogant, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is. ”

When Senior Sister Lin talks about Ye Luo, she always has inexplicable disdain.

At that time, as the core disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they did have this qualification.

After all, they already represent the top combat power of the younger generation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and unlike the inner disciples and outer disciples, they are the core strength of the sect.

A sect, even if it loses more inner disciples, outer disciples, and only the core disciples are still there, then the foundation of this sect is there.

There are many people who have the same idea as these core disciples in the field.

"Come, come, come, Ye Luo will pay one hundred, and Senior Brother Fang will pay one. ”

A thief-eyed guy walked through the crowd, and his voice quickly attracted the attention of nearby disciples, who immediately surrounded him.

"Hey, it turned out that Senior Brother Yun came to do business. ”

Surrounding Yun Fei, someone recognized Yun Fei's identity and immediately screamed.

"Hehe, I'll press Senior Brother Fang, 100,000 gold coins. ”

"I also pressed Senior Brother Fang for 100,000 gold coins. ”

"I pressed Senior Brother Fang for 200,000 gold coins. ”

Yun Fei had a bitter look on his face, Yun Fei thought that he could use this duel to earn gold coins from the disciples in the sect, but as soon as he saw that so many people chose to buy senior brothers, Yun Fei knew that he would have to give away a lot of gold coins today.

"Hey, I wouldn't have joined in this excitement if I had known, and I don't know how much gold I would have to lose. ”

Yun Fei had already begun to want to run away, but being watched by so many disciples in the sect, it was difficult for Ren Yunfei to escape even if he put on his wings.

"It's a gamble, isn't it? ”

Ye Luo asked with a sincere face.

"This junior brother, Ye Luo pays one hundred, Senior Brother Fang pays one, how much do you buy. There was some loneliness in Yunfei's tone.

"I bought Ye Luo 200,000 gold coins. ”

Ye Luo threw out a bag of gold coins and fell into Yun Fei's hands.

Yun Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he was happy, someone was willing to send gold coins, and of course Yun Fei was happy.

Ye Luo's back gradually faded away, and Yunfei searched for Ye Luo, noticing that Ye Luo was heading towards the competition platform.

"Could it be that this person is the legendary Ye Luo, but he knows the result of this battle, why should he buy it to win, isn't this giving away gold coins for nothing. ”

Yun Fei's brows furrowed.

In the field, Fang Tong watched Ye Luo walk to the stage step by step, with a cold light in his eyes.

The two stood opposite each other.

"Ye Luo, today I will let you know the gap between the two of us, and Yao'er will be taken care of by me for you from now on, you waste, you are not worthy of Yao'er. ”

Fang Tong frowned lightly and locked on to Ye Luo.

Ye Luo's face was flat, and he didn't seem to be angry at all because of Senior Brother Fang's words.

"I hope your mouth is proportional to your strength. ”

Ye Luo said with a cold glow.

"Ye Luo, you waste, you are looking for death. ”