Chapter Ninety-Three: The Fierce Hand Destroys the Soldiers
Immediately after, Zhao Qian, who was ecstatic in his heart, was suddenly stunned.
Wang Bei's eyes also changed, and he said in surprise: "Director Yin, why did you get here." ”
Yin Sheng smiled slightly, turned his head to Tang Fenghan and said, "Stationmaster Tang, this is the freshman of my Inner Imperial Academy, Wang Fei. ”
"It turned out to be classmate Wang Bei, congratulations. Tang Fenghan's expression changed, and he guessed a little bit of the reason, and suddenly secretly nodded Zhao Qian a few times with a hint of cruel eyes.
Zhao Qian didn't understand that he had provoked the wrong person at this time, and immediately fell silent.
Yin Sheng looked around again, and said lightly: "It seems that there are no wicked people in this shop, classmate Wang Bei, you are here to buy weapons? Don't you have demon spirit flying swords, and what other weapons do you need to foil." ”
Zhao Qian was silent, and several people laughed, all knowing that what had just happened had not happened.
Wang Bei inexplicably felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, but said playfully: "I'm just here to shop." ”
"Hmm. ”
Yin Sheng looked at the dazzling array of Evil Breaking Blades, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, you are also the top three in this test, but there are no good rewards for you, since they are all here, then it is up to me to decide, you can choose, buy whatever weapon you like, and then it will be considered the account of the Imperial Academy." ”
Tang Fenghan, who was quick-eyed, immediately said loudly: "Mr. Yin, how can I let you break the bank, this is good, Zhao Qianna, when the time comes, the money for the weapon that this little brother Wang Yu bought will be recorded in the stationmaster's account." ”
The word "that handle" is deliberately emphasized in the discourse.
Zhao Qian's face turned pale, and his hands and feet were a little cold, but he had to admit it silently.
......
The situation in the store has changed.
Wang Bei's posture was rampant, sitting on the chair a little domineeringly, drinking lightly with a cup of tea in his hand, and a few guys at his feet were booing and asking for warmth.
"Uncle Wang, is this tea delicious, I'll change it if I'm not satisfied..."
"Uncle Wang, is my leg thrashed comfortably..."
"Uncle Wang, isn't this shoulder pinched..."
Suddenly, there was a feeling of defeating the landlord and the serfs turning over and singing.
And Zhao Qian's dog leg was waiting on the side with a smile on his face, waiting for Wang Bei's orders at any time, "Uncle Wang, what do you want, the villain will do it." ”
"Oh, bring me that sword from what beam and what master and show me. ”
Zhao Qian suddenly felt a pain in his flesh, but quickly handed the delicate long sword to Wang Bei's hand, "Uncle Wang, your sword." ”
Slowly drew the sword out of the sheath, and there was a sound of Qingyue with a flick of his fingers.
"Well, this sword is good, I'll put it down first. ”
Zhao Qian was happy in his heart, he still didn't lose anything about this sword.
"Well, the knife hanging on the wall show me. ”
Tiger Sword, blue seven stars, priced at 34,000 universal coins!
Zhao Qian's eyes changed, and after the pain in his flesh, he handed the knife to Wang Bei's hand, "Uncle Wang, your knife." ”
Flip the blade of the knife, and the fingertips slide down the blade, and there is a faint sense of sharpness.
"What kind of knife is this?"
"Uncle Wang, the seven-star one, but it's a good knife!"
"Oh!"
Wang Bei stopped along the fingertips of the blade, and suddenly, pressing down with two fingers, the seemingly tough blade was folded into two pieces like a wooden plank.
Vulnerable!
Zhao Qian and the others were suddenly shocked, and their hearts were even more shocked.
"Stains, no, this knife will break as soon as it is broken, and it will be defective at first glance. ”
Zhao Qian's old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and while he was shocked, he was full of distress.
"Well, show me the spear that's encased in the wall. ”
Seven Stars Fire, Blue Nine Stars, Elemental Boutique, priced at 98,000 universal coins, the treasure of the town store!
Zhao Qian's face was full of horror, and he took the spear in the package tremblingly, and said with a sad face: "Uncle Wang, your gun." ”
The body of the gun is engraved with a seven-star dragon pattern, which is hot like fire, and the tip of the gun is even more full of a rich flame atmosphere.
"It looks good, what is the origin of this gun?"
"Uncle Wang, this is the treasure of the small shop, you can take it easy!"
"Oh!"
Wang Bei held the tail of the spear and swept it in the air, and suddenly, the spear broke into five sections.
Suddenly, Zhao Qian's heart, who saw this scene, seemed to be struck suddenly, and the whole person was instantly stunned, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.
"Stains, Steward Zhao, there is a problem with your store, even the treasure of the town store has been replaced, no, I have to help you check it." ”
......
After a long time, Zhao Qian woke up leisurely, but as soon as he remembered that the seven-star fire was broken, he felt a burst of angina.
Suddenly, several guys knelt beside Zhao Qian and began to cry.
"Useless guy, crying what, what's going on. ”
"Steward Zhao, look!"
Suddenly, a spectacular scene came into view.
Countless blade fragments fell to the ground in a scattered manner, and the container that had been containing many weapons had long since become empty.
There is hardly a complete weapon, at least it is the result of breaking into more than three sections.
Zhao Qian's eyes were instantly full of bloodshots, his eyes were wide open, and he immediately fainted again, but his body was still in constant convulsions.
The men suddenly howled as if they were crying and mourning.
......
Wang Bei was wandering on the trail in a comfortable mood at the moment, patting the two long swords on his waist with his palm, and humming messy lyrics in his mouth, which was extremely leisurely and free.
A high full moon hung in the night sky, and the cold moonlight was draped over the earth like a silver coat.
Although the light was lost, the road under Wang Bei's feet was still very bright.
Wang Bei staggered a little, like a drunk drunk, glancing at the route out of the corner of his eyes, and estimated that he would be able to reach the guild hall where he stayed after turning the corner in front of him.
Suddenly, an explosive blast of air came from the side corner with a thick stick.
Wang Bei's eyes changed sharply, his palm pressed on his waist very quickly, and he pulled out the demon spirit flying sword, which was as fast as a divine dance of swordsmanship.
Then the second arm drew another longsword with great speed.
Suddenly, the sword light swept through, and eight afterimages appeared.
The smoke and dust blurred the sight of the human eye, and the heavy iron rod was still pressed unhurriedly, a little, a push...
The concise and cumbersome moves suppressed the exquisite swordsmanship used by Wang Bei's sword spirit possession.
Between the fierce fights between the sticks and swords, the smoke and dust quickly dispersed, and a gray-brown figure broke through the wind and crashed into Wang Bei's body, this person was wearing an iron mask and helmet, and his eyes inexplicably showed a smile, the heavy iron rods turned out to be the two iron crutches he clamped around his waist, and the strong crutches clicked open the double swords, and there were repeated dots and movements in Wang Bei's chest.
The momentum is extremely majestic, and it is so strong that it is difficult to resist.
Wang Bei was like a plastic that was shaken to the ground a few meters away by the powerful force and the explosion that started in a series of ways, and in an instant, a large amount of wind and dust were rolled up.