In the crowd, three sword cultivators with wind-level middle-level long swords and seventh-level sword king strength came to the man's booth.

One of them had obscene features, and the sword cultivator with the eyes of a roe head and a rat reached out to grab the long sword that the man placed on top of the yellow satin.

"Wait, this sword of mine is a high-level spirit source natal sword of the wind level, and it is only sold to people who are destined. Brother, do you buy it or not? If you don't, don't act rashly. The big black man suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped the man with the roe head rat eye.

"Spirit Source Natal Sword?" In the crowd, many sword cultivators let out a burst of exclamations.

Rank swords have different attributes such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, etc., and there is also a sword without attributes, which is called the natal sword. Compared to a sword with attributes, a natal sword that does not have any attributes attached to it is more precious and more valuable.

It is said that the natal sword with no attribute is suitable for any sword cultivator, and regardless of the attributes attached to the sword cultivator, you can freely play the attribute value on the sword cultivator.

Such a sword that is suitable for all sword cultivation is naturally more valuable, and the strong man said that his sword is a high-level longsword of the wind level, which greatly increases the value of this sword.

Hearing that the strong man was selling a rare Spirit Source Natal Sword, Ye Feng immediately became interested.

The body moved and flashed, and Ye Feng slipped into the center of the place through the gap in the crowd like a swimming fish.

With his eyes fixed on the Spirit Source Natal Sword, Ye Feng immediately opened the Pupil of Hope. In an instant, his vision in front of him changed to black and white, and he could clearly see a thick white mist rising from the surface of the sword.

The white sword qi on the sword body was particularly strong, exactly the same as the performance of the high-grade sword of the wind level under the pupil of Wangqi. However, even though the aura emanating from this sword in front of him was the same as that of a wind-level high-level weapon, Ye Feng still had a feeling that this sword seemed to be strange.

The white mist on the surface of the real rank sword is steaming upward, but the white mist on this sword is condensed like a pool of stagnant water.

The aura on the rank sword appeared in front of him with such a strange phenomenon, this was the first time Ye Feng had seen it.

Staring at the strong man in front of him, Ye Feng was surprised to find that there was also a layer of white mist floating slowly on the strong man's body, especially on his face.

Compared with the aura on the sword, the fog on the strong man's facial features and face is more agile. However, no matter how Ye Feng observed, he couldn't find out if the strong man was wearing a mask or something like that.

When Ye Feng observed the sword and the strong man, the sword cultivator with the roe head rat eyes had a wave of anger rising on his face.

He glared at the strong man angrily, and scolded coldly: "You said I didn't want to buy it, but I think you don't want to sell it." Didn't you say that this sword of yours is a spiritual source natal sword, but in my opinion, it is a pile of scrap metal. ”

As he spoke, the lewd man suddenly turned his head, and he shouted loudly to the spectators around him: "Everyone, don't fall for this liar, if he really has the Spirit Source Natal Sword, he can go to the auction house to auction it, so why stand on the street here." Judging from my years of experience, this person is definitely a liar, and his Spirit Source Natal Sword is also a fake. ”

Beside the lewd man, his companions also coaxed loudly, and under the continuous shouting of the three people, everyone around them believed the lewd man's words a little.

Faced with the slander of the three people who looked like they were looking for trouble, the strong man's face turned red.

He grabbed the lewd man and shouted angrily: "Who do you say is selling fakes? If you don't believe me, take out a rank sword now, and watch me cut it off with the Spirit Source Natal Sword. ”

Facing the strong man's angry rebuke, the three men sneered at the same time.

The roe-headed rat-eyed man, whose name was the most cheerful, jumped to his feet and shouted, "Okay, I'll take my sword and let you experiment." But don't say I didn't warn you, if your Spirit Source Natal Sword is a fake, don't blame the three of us brothers for spattering your blood on the spot. ”

Facing the three menacing sword cultivators, a cold glint flashed in the strong man's eyes.

He said indignantly, "Okay, I'll test it for you." But I have said that if I prove the authenticity of this sword, you must pay a high price for it. ”

The lewd man's eyes rolled, showing hesitation.

Seeing that the lewd man didn't dare to agree to the strong man's words, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "You do the experiment." If you can identify the Spirit Source Natal Sword as real, I am willing to pay 30 million silver for this sword. ”

The one who shouted was a sword cultivator with the strength of a ninth-level sword king, this young man who exuded an arrogant aura on his body, seemed to be afraid that the strong man would not believe that he had the money to buy a sword, and shouted again: "Silly big man, listen, I am a disciple of the Frost Sword Sect, what I said is absolutely true, if you don't believe it, you can go to the Frost Sword Sect to inquire in the Wind City branch to see if I, Zhao Wuyi, am a person who doesn't talk much." ”

"Frost Sword Sect Zhao Wuyi?" In the crowd, many people showed surprise on their faces.

All the sword cultivators of the Heavenly Machine Kingdom had heard of Zhao Wuyi's name. This Zhao Wuyi is the leader of the younger generation of sword cultivation in the Heavenly Machine Kingdom, and at the age of twenty-five, he has been promoted to the Sword Emperor powerhouse, and he is a veritable sword cultivation genius.

With Zhao Wuyi speaking, the strong man naturally couldn't shirk it.

Suddenly, the strong man flipped his palm and pulled out the long sword that the lewd man was carrying.

"Look at it, watch me cut off this high-level Extinction Sword!" As he spoke, the strong man raised the Spirit Source Natal Sword placed on the ground.

His hand shook slightly, and a brilliant white light rose from the sword's body, slashing straight towards the Fate Destroying Sword.

"Qiang", with a crisp sound, a spark rose from the surface of the Extinction Sword, and then the sword broke into two from the center and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the Extinction Sword was cut off, the sword cultivators who were watching around let out a burst of exclamations.

The man who claimed to be Zhao Wuyi saw the Spirit Source Natal Sword easily slash a line-level high-grade sword, and his eyes burst out with Dao essence light,

"Okay, you follow me to the helm of the Frost Sword Sect, and I will give you 30 million taels of silver. Zhao Wuyi shouted loudly.

In the crowd, many people looked at the Lingyuan Natal Sword, and there was a look of greed in their eyes.

A wind-level high-grade sword can not be bought for 30 million taels of silver, but anyone with a little family background is thinking about how to pick up this great bargain.

"I'll give you thirty-five million taels of silver!" said a richly dressed and graceful middle-aged man in the crowd. Saying this, he glanced defiantly at Zhao Wuyi, who was standing on the side, and a cold and arrogant smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, someone snatched love with a knife, which made Zhao Wuyi's body rise with a sense of anger.

Glaring angrily at the middle-aged man beside him, Zhao Wuyi shouted loudly, "I'll give 40 million taels of silver." ”

A high-grade sword of the wind level, its market price is at least tens of millions of gold. And Zhao Wuyi and the middle-aged man were both measured in silver, and it was clear that they wanted to take advantage.

The eyes of the surrounding spectators were fixed on the middle-aged man's face, and there was a look of awe in his eyes at the same time.

They were concentrating on the Spiritual Source Natal Sword just now, but they didn't notice that the famous Haoran Sword Sect disciple in Listening to the Wind City, Sun Buregret, who was in charge of half of the Listening Wind City, also came here.

Sun Buregret is the steward of the Haoran Sword Sect stationed in Listening to the Wind City, and he is equivalent to the existence of the Earth Emperor in the Listening Wind City. At present, Zhao Wuyi and Sun Buregret are competing for the Lingyuan Natal Sword one by one, which completely breaks the thoughts of the surrounding spectators who want to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

Ye Feng heard the discussion of the crowd, and also knew the identities of the two people in front of him.

Thinking that these two people were excellent disciples of the two major sects of the Heavenly Machine Kingdom, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Until now, he felt that this Spirit Source Natal Sword was strange, if this sword was really not weird, with Ye Feng's temperament, he would definitely offer a higher price.

Ye Feng hugged his shoulders and quietly observed everyone present. His brow furrowed even more when he noticed that the three provocateurs had left in a gloomy manner.

"Quirky, quirky. These three guys, who didn't look like they were good, lost a Fate Destroying Sword for nothing, and left like this? Could it be that they were afraid of Zhao Wuyi and Sun Buregret's prestige, and they didn't dare to stay here?"

While Ye Feng was thinking about it, Sun Buregret and Zhao Wuyi had already raised the price of the sword from 30 million taels of silver to 80 million taels of silver.

Seeing the two of them fighting with anger, and the strong black man holding his shoulder, Ye Feng's heart was even more suspicious.

"I'll give you 100 million taels of silver!" Sun Buregret suddenly shouted.

This price code is already almost the same as the true price of the Lingyuan Natal Sword, and it seems that Sun Buregret sincerely doesn't want Zhao Wuyi to get cheap.

In the face of Sun Buyi's crazy bid, Zhao Wuyi's eyes burst out with murderous intent.

He gritted his steel teeth hard, and his hands clenched into fists. It seems that because of Sun Buregret's identity, Zhao Wuyi finally suppressed his anger. He glared at Sun Buregret viciously, and said coldly: "Sun Buregret, I wrote down the matter of you snatching my sword today." Don't let you fall into my hands in the future, or I won't let you have a good time. ”

Zhao Wuyi's threat did not make Sun Buregret afraid, but made him sneer.

He came to the strong man in a demonstrative manner, grabbed the Lingyuan Natal Sword, and said: "Didn't you say that this sword is from the hand of the Hidden King, even so, I will add another 10 million taels of silver to you, in short, I will not let you lose." ”

In the face of the heroic Sun Buregret, a trace of gratitude appeared in the strong man's eyes.

He let Sun Buregret leave with the Spirit Source Natal Sword, and then followed closely behind Sun Buregret.

The strong man left, and the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed. At this time, Ye Feng found that Zhao Wuyi, who was very arrogant just now, quietly entered an alley in the back street.

"Frost Sword Sect Zhao Wuyi?" Ye Feng looked at Zhao Wuyi's back with cold eyes, and his face gradually became gloomy. Now he not only felt that the Spirit Source Natal Sword was strange, but also felt that this Zhao Wuyi also seemed to have a big problem.

With Ye Feng's character, he would not have interfered in these boring things. The pupil of hope qi was unable to identify the authenticity of the Spirit Source Natal Sword, which already made him suspicious, and then he thought that the strong man kept saying that it was related to the Hidden King, which made Ye Feng even more curious, and he was bound to investigate the whole matter to the bottom of it!

Hurry up, hurry, but still can't get this chapter out before midnight, sorry.

This chapter is considered yesterday.,Today's big seal.,The tiger will break out a little.,Today and tomorrow's three more guarantees.,Rush four chapters.,I hope everything goes well!