"I...... I'm ......" The young man in the Confucian robe looked at the broken sword that fell to the ground in a daze, and his expression was a little overwhelmed.

"I'm asking you for a solution, why can't you even say a word?" The bearded man scolded.

"That immortal, immortal, how to solve this matter?" The young man lowered his head slightly, gritted his teeth to resist the spiritual power oppression emanating from the man's body, and made his words as coherent as possible.

"I see, ......" The man touched his chin, thought about it and said, "That's it, according to the rules, it's good to pay ten for one, this broken sword Lao Tzu spent more than three hundred spirit stones, you can pay me three thousand, and if you pay me more, Lao Tzu will be unlucky."

"Three, three thousand!?" The young man's face was a little pale, he pursed his lips, and said with some embarrassment, "Immortal Chief, Xiao Sheng...... There aren't so many spirit stones for the time being."

"What kind of shop do you open without spirit stones, it's not a black shop!" The man pretended to be surprised, then he waved his hand and said loudly: "Forget it, Lao Tzu doesn't care if you are a black shop or a white shop, in short, you will be given three days, if you can't take out three thousand spirit stones, you don't have to open this shop."

"Immortal, immortal ......" The young man wanted to say something more, but at this time, the bearded man had completely lost his patience.

He lifted his leg and gently kicked the young man away, then picked up the two severed swords on the ground and walked towards the door with his head held high.

"Oh, bad luck."

The man spat lightly, but when he stepped out of the threshold with one foot, he suddenly retracted it, then turned to look to the side, and yelled at Su Li, who had been staring at him, "Ugly girl, what do you see, haven't you seen a man? Look at it again, be careful that Lao Tzu kills you!"

Su Li: ???

Su Li blinked her round eyes blankly, a little stunned.

In line with the attitude of "I don't know the whole picture, I won't comment", Su Li originally planned to investigate the matter clearly before intervening, if Luo Beard came to touch porcelain, she called Su Lin to beat him up, and returned Xia Rou to her master's innocence.

But if it's really a problem with the quality of the spiritual weapon, then it's time to pay compensation, it's time to pay attention, after all, doing business, it's about integrity, and she can't force people to buy a defective product.

"Oh, she's still a stupid girl." Seeing that Su Li didn't react, the man also felt a little bored, he sneered, then kicked the threshold under his feet, and turned around to leave.

At this time, Su Li also reacted, and then her anger rushed upward.

How? It's also a sin to eat melons and watch dramas these days? What's wrong with the long ugly? Did you eat your rice or beat your mother? Do you want to say it here?

Su Li is very hot! Su Li is very hot!! Su Li is extremely hot!! (▼Dish▼#)

Already holding the Ruyi Hammer in her hand, Su Li raised her leg and stepped heavily on the ground, and then swung the Ruyi Hammer, like an off-string arrow, and smashed it towards the bearded man.

"Senior sister! Fighting in private violates the ...... of the sect" Mu Qiange stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Su Li, but he didn't even touch her shadow.

Alas, forget it, it's a big deal, just get scolded.

Mu Qiange looked at the bearded man viciously, then wiped his little hand on the bag, took his signature holder in his hand, and shook it heavily.

Hum! I'll give you a big murder, and see if you dare to scold my senior sister in the future.

In the next moment, a dazzling red light flew out of the lottery holder, and the latter came first, directly past Su Li, and hit the back of the man's head, knocking him and almost falling to the ground.

"What the hell?" The man touched the back of his head in confusion, then turned to look back.

However, this look directly startled him, and he saw that a giant hammer bigger than his head was almost attached to his head.

"Crazy girl!" The man hurriedly raised his feet and retreated, and at the same time pulled out the long sword on his waist with his backhand, and the spiritual power of his whole body flowed, and he quickly slashed at the Ruyi hammer.

However, at this moment, seeing that the long sword was about to collide with the Ruyi Hammer, the man's retreating foot suddenly hit the threshold, and then made a crisp "click" sound, and then, his center of gravity shifted, and the whole person fell directly backwards.

He was at the twelfth level of qi refining, and he was actually hit by a threshold

I tripped and dislocated my ankle! What the hell is this? When did his flesh become so fragile? Who is assassinating themselves?

However, Su Li didn't give him a chance to continue thinking, and the Ruyi hammer still smashed straight forward, even a few points faster than before, and the heavy hammer head swept through the air, bringing a whistling wind.

The man gritted his teeth and ignored the pain in his ankle, then braced himself on the ground with one hand, trying to retreat with his strength, but the next moment, the sharp pain rushed straight to his brain, making his vision white.

"Shhh The man hurriedly raised his hand to look, only to see that a piece of his palm had been cut off directly, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and even the metacarpal bones were clearly visible, because he was just propped up on the broken sword that fell to the ground.

Are you possessed by the moldy fairy today?

The man gave up, even if Su Li's hammer had smashed in front of his head, he gave up dodging, and only struggled to use his spiritual power, covering his head.

Finally, with a bang, the Ruyi hammer made intimate contact with the man's brain, and then the spiritual power on the man's body flashed, and then instantly extinguished, like a light bulb with bad contact, and at the same time, the man suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

He's angry.

Blood rushed to her face, Su Li hurriedly twisted the Ruyi hammer and let it land on the man's chin, and then she lifted it heavily and threw the man out, even with the mouthful of blood, he swallowed it back.

Boom!!!

The man fell heavily to the ground in a parabola, causing the bustling street to be quiet for a moment, and then to make a loud noise.

"What's going on? Knocked out?"

"The palm of his hand was cut in half, and six teeth were knocked off, this big brother has provoked the fierce god."

"But he dared to make a direct attack in the Xuanling Sect, this person is not small."

"I remember that the last person who fought on North Street was the Zhou family, what happened to him in the end?"

"I heard that he was imprisoned for three years, and he was fined hundreds of top-grade spirit stones."

"How many?"

"It is said that after Young Master Zhou heard the punishment at that time, he directly threw a thousand top-grade spirit stones, and then said that he didn't need to look for it, and went to Lengshan leisurely."

"Young Master Zhou is really a god."

"But this one on the ground looks familiar."

"If the head is small, the chin is upturned, and the teeth are aligned, it will be the same as the Thirteen Armor of the outer door."

"Ugh...... Isn't that the Thirteenth of A?"

"This ...... Who can beat Thirteen like this? Inner disciples?"

As the man's identity spread, the people around him who were watching the play instantly gathered.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the outer gate, and being able to rank up to thirteen has proved his talent and strength, but the person who should have been roaming in the clouds is now lying on the ground like a dead dog, giving them a lot of unreality.

"You ......" The man struggled to get up from the ground, trying to use his spiritual power to calm the pain on his body, but in the next second, he was angry again, and the spiritual power in his whole body was running uncontrollably, making him spit out a mouthful of old blood again.

"I don't know if it's the senior master who is playing the boy!" The man cried hoarsely, his two-meter-tall burly body like a devastated Rafflesia.