In the Wanbao Building on the pedestrian street of Nanshui City, Ye Feng took the big knife handed over by the saleswoman and gestured with his hand, dancing in mid-air with a full sky of knife light, which was very powerful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Well, this knife is good, fifty kilograms is not very heavy, it is just right for a martial artist who has a double cultivation of the quenching body", Ye Feng weighed the big knife in his hand and said.

When the saleswoman saw that Ye Feng was satisfied, she called the hot iron and said, "I see that you like it very much, so I will take charge of 12,000 virtual spirit coins from you, what do you think?"

Ye Feng carefully looked at the big knife in his hand, to be honest, the big knife in his hand was worth about 12,000 yuan, and the saleswoman didn't give him much profit, what she said about 'being in charge' was just the salesperson's consistent 'mantra'.

"This price is okay, by the way, how much stock do you have here for such a big knife, I still have to buy more", Ye Feng asked again.

He is going to buy a total of fifty-four weapons for the members of the squad to use, this big knife he looks good, full of attack power, if the team members under his hand, everyone is equipped with a big knife like this, not to mention how much the combat effectiveness has improved, it looks neat and uniform on the surface, and it is very momentum.

The saleswoman glanced at Ye Feng's dress, and did not underestimate Ye Feng because of the simplicity of Ye Feng's dress, she was in business, and the reasonable needs of the guests, she could do it, the boss gave her public funds, not for her to offend customers.

It's just that what makes her wonder in her heart is that in her past experience, when ordinary guests ask how much inventory, they basically consider buying them all, she still has twenty-three big knives here, why does the young man in front of her want so many big knives?

Although she was puzzled, she still answered Ye Feng's question very kindly: "There are still twenty-three such big knives in the warehouse behind me, do you want them?"

"Twenty-three?", Ye Feng pondered for a while and made a decision: "Then I want it, plus the one in my hand, a total of twenty-four."

"It's... Okay, if you need 288,000 yuan for 24 pieces, I can save you a fraction and charge you 280,000 yuan, what do you think?", the saleswoman was a little startled at first, but quickly recovered, and quoted the total price in one breath, showing her skilled business level.

"This is not in a hurry, I still need to buy another twenty weapons, you can introduce them to me", Ye Feng asked again, since the big knife is not enough, he can only buy some other weapons for his team members to use, after all, there are two more days to hunt.

The saleswoman looked shocked, she had already sold twenty-four broadswords at one time, but the young man in front of her actually had to buy twenty more weapons, why did he buy so many weapons? Could it be that he was preparing to set up a team of martial artists?

But isn't it true that only the strong people of the Naling Realm are eligible to apply to the Martial Arts Union? Could it be that the young man who is not outstanding in front of her is a strong man of the Naling Realm? But she has never heard of the emergence of a young Naling Realm powerhouse in the city.

Even Miss Qiao, the daughter of the most outstanding mayor in the city, has only just stepped into the half-step spirit realm of cultivating spirits, and Jia Zhuojia, the son of another young genius deputy mayor, is also only in this realm, has the young man in front of him surpassed them?

No, maybe the young master of which family came to purchase for the elders of his family, looking at my blind thoughts, I am really confused about the work experience over the years.

"No problem, honorable guest, I also have a long sword suitable for a Quenching Realm martial artist, a steel rod ........"

Finally, under the patient introduction of the saleswoman, Ye Feng bought ten more long swords and ten steel rods, and minus the discounts, he spent a total of 600,000 virtual spirit coins, which was equivalent to sixty first-grade spiritual power pills.

Under the eyes of the saleswoman, Ye Feng put the fifty-four weapons into the nameless ring and went to the second floor, and he was also going to match the team leader and above with a ten-refining elite soldier.

The second floor is basically the same as the first floor, Ye Feng looked around and made a comparison in his heart, but the various items sold on the second floor were obviously one level higher than those on the first floor.

For example, the counter selling elixirs in front of you is all half-grade elixirs, and in the most prominent position in the center of the glass counter is a one-grade elixir - Lingli Grass, priced at 40,000 yuan.

Spiritual power grass is a kind of elixir that is naturally close to spiritual power, this elixir can absorb the spiritual power floating between heaven and earth, and go to some other impurities rich in spiritual power, forming a pure spiritual power of heaven and earth in the body, this spiritual power is most suitable for martial artists to quench the body or for cultivation.

It is also for this reason that the spiritual power grass has become the main material for refining the spiritual power pill, and generally the first-grade spiritual power grass can be refined into six to eight spiritual power pills in the hands of the first-grade alchemist, plus some other auxiliary materials, and the value is great.

Of course, the spiritual power grass can also be taken directly by the martial artist, but it will waste most of the spiritual power in the spiritual power grass, so it is not as cost-effective as refining it into a spiritual power pill.

He walked to the shop that sold combat martial arts, and prepared to buy a copy of the "Basic Sword Technique" and a copy of the "Basic Sword Technique" and a copy of the "Basic Stick Technique" to taste the martial arts under the human ranks, so that the people under his command could practice.

In any case, since the team members now choose to follow him as the alliance leader, he has the obligation to improve the strength of his subordinates, so that everyone knows that following him Ye Feng has a way out, and life will get better.

The martial arts skills of the human rank are not expensive, and the three books cost him fifteen spiritual power pills, at this time, Ye Feng suddenly thought of the golden light sword in his nameless ring, "Let's see if there is a sword technique suitable for me."

"Hello, do you have a high-level sword fighting martial art?", Ye Feng asked the sweet-looking saleswoman at the counter, he had already scanned all the swordsmanship on the counter just now, and he didn't make him moved.

"High-level swordsmanship and martial arts?", the saleswoman lowered her head with her right ring finger against her chin and thought for a while, then suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Feng with a pair of big eyes full of brilliance and said, "It's really there, it's a high-grade swordsmanship and martial arts."

"What is it, can you show me?", Ye Feng was a little excited, he didn't have any hope, so he casually asked if he really met him, and it was also a high-grade combat martial art, which is rare in Nanshui City.

The sweet-looking saleswoman seemed to think of something at this time, and suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "It's just that it is a crippled human-level high-grade swordsmanship martial art, called "Sword Three Styles", and the last one is missing, but even so, it is equivalent to a human-level mid-grade swordsmanship combat martial art."

"Is it incomplete?", Ye Feng was a little disappointed in his heart, making him realize more clearly: high-level combat martial arts skills are really not easy to obtain.

Not long after, Ye Feng bought "Three Sword Styles", went to the weapon store again, and bought a ten-refining elite soldier broadsword for Scar Saburo, Hongmao, and Huangmao, and bought a long sword for Wang Chongyang, a stick for Liu Chao, and an ax for Lao Wang, all of which Ye Feng purchased according to the weapons they originally used, and the fat man bought him a hammer with a style like a Lei Gong chisel.

A total of more than 1.8 million yuan was spent on Ye Feng, and he looked at the nameless ring that now only had a pitiful four hundred or so spiritual power pills, and sighed in his heart: Hunting must be earned!

Ye Feng packed up his things and went downstairs, he was anxious to hand over his weapons, combat martial arts or something to his subordinates to familiarize themselves with cultivation, and form a certain combat strength before hunting.

At this moment, a sweet voice came from behind him: "Ye Feng, is it you?"

(To be continued)