Chapter 157: The Wen Family
"Can you let the old decay see the magic weapon?"
Just when the two were still arguing about the price of this shuttle, an old man in a blue robe suddenly said with a smile.
When the man with the bunched hair saw that this person was a Jindan monk, he immediately became interested.
"Naturally, fellow Daoists, please." The man with the bundled hair was obviously also a Jindan monk, and he handed the shuttle in his hand to the blue-robed old man with a big grin.
"How many spirit stones do you have in this remnant treasure?" The blue-robed old man took the shuttle, looked at it a few times, showed a satisfied expression, and asked without thinking.
"Thirteen thousand spirit stones, it's not that I'm exaggerating, although this magic weapon is a residual treasure, it is not much inferior to the real magic weapon to use." The man with the bundled hair said confidently.
"Hey, hey! Thirteen thousand spirit stones are not cheap, but the old decay just lacks a flying magic weapon, so this shuttle will be taken. The blue-robed old man said, taking out a heavy bag of spirit stones from the storage bag.
Seeing this, the man with the bundled hair had his eyes lit up, and he took the spirit stone with a smile on his face.
"Daoyou is really refreshing! This magic weapon will never disappoint fellow Daoists. The man with the bundled hair had a good impression of the blue-robed old man in front of him.
"I hope so." The blue-robed old man put the shuttle into the storage bag and turned around to leave.
"Wait! That magic weapon just now was a flying remnant, right? ”
Just as Dongfang Zimo was about to leave, a young man in brocade clothes and jade belts, who looked like a child, sneered and blocked the way.
On the left and right of the young man, there were two unruly men in black.
As soon as the blue-robed old man saw these three people, he instantly revealed their aura, and the young man in front of him had the early stage cultivation of Jindan, and the two men in black were all mid-stage Jindan monks.
"What's the matter, could it be that this little brother also takes a fancy to that magic weapon? Hehe! It's a pity that the same is true of old decay. The blue-robed old man looked calm, and he didn't feel any panic at the sudden appearance of the three people.
"Presumptuous! This is our son Wen. A man in black with a silver ring on his left scolded unceremoniously.
"The price of that artifact is not a problem, so it's better to make a price." The brocade-clothed man said with a grin.
"The old man may not have made it clear, no matter how much the price of this magic weapon is, it will not be sold again." The blue-robed old man smiled and said with a solemn face.
"What? Do you want to get along with our Wen family? The brocade man stared at each other and said with a sneer.
"What Wen family? Old decay is unheard of. The blue-robed old man said coldly. You're going to get out of here past these three people.
"What a guts! Stop him! The man in brocade and jade cried out angrily.
When the two black-clothed men beside him heard this, they did not hesitate to stretch out their claws to grab each other.
The blue-robed old man's eyes suddenly became sharp, the aura on his body bloomed, and his palms slapped out in unison.
"Bang".
The faces of the two men in black gradually became gloomy, and the moves of the two were easily caught by the other party.
"Since the three of them are so uninteresting, the old man has no choice but to teach a lesson." The blue-robed old man's tone sank, and twenty-four cyan long swords suddenly flew out of his body.
"Just you?" The black-clothed man with a silver ring on his head couldn't help but sneer when he saw that the other party dared to deal with the two of them in the middle of the golden pill, and he also sacrificed a general curved long blade, and with a flick, he swung out the Dao Dao sword qi.
The other spewed a red bead of blood from his mouth, and it emitted a dazzling light with a dripping turn, blocking all those cyan long swords.
The blue-robed old man was not surprised to see this, but calmly offered a purple-gold Qiankun umbrella.
As soon as this magic weapon was sacrificed, the two black-clothed men below showed a look of surprise, obviously knowing that this magic weapon was not simple.
Under a strange wind, the two of them, along with the brocade-clothed and jade-belted man, felt light, but after a while, nothing happened.
The two men in black were originally a little jealous, but after this incident, they became even more sneering.
"I thought it was some kind of magical power, but I didn't expect it to blow a strange wind, hahaha!" The silver-ringed man looked up and laughed.
At this moment, the man in brocade clothes and jade belt behind him suddenly let out an exclamation.
"My storage bag is gone!"
"What!"
The two men in black were shocked in their hearts, and hurriedly looked at their waists, and also found that the storage bags hanging on them were missing.
"Huh! The storage bags of the three of you are old and unceremoniously accepted. The blue-robed old man was holding a Qiankun umbrella in one hand and three delicate storage bags in the other.
"Arrogance!" The black-clothed man with a silver ring on his head screamed angrily, his hand shook, and the curved long blade directly turned into a beam of light and flew out.
The blue-robed old man chuckled, put all the things in his hand into the storage bag, and pinched the sword trick, recalled all the Qingyun swords and blasted towards the beam.
With a loud cracking sound, the curved long blade directly cut off the city several times under the Qingyun Sword, and continued to fly towards the black-clothed man with the silver ring without diminishing its power.
"Not good!" The silver-ringed man screamed in horror and hurriedly offered a shield to block it.
However, this shield was like paper paste in front of Qingyun Sword, and it was directly pierced, cutting off one of the arms of the silver-ringed man.
The silver-ringed man took a few steps back, staring at the bloody and broken arm on the ground with a white face like white paper.
The other black-clothed man was furious, and controlled the red blood beads on the side to blast towards the blue-robed old man.
The blood emitted by the red blood beads was corrosive, and the surrounding crowd avoided it in a hurry.
Even the blue-robed old man had to condense a layer of spiritual light protection before he could barely stand in place.
The blue-robed old man bent his finger towards the Qingyun Sword, and the Qingyun Sword trembled, turning into a dozen zhang long, and slashed towards the blood beads with a bang.
The man in black suddenly felt the pressure, and continued to inject mana into blood beads.
Even so, he still couldn't resist the coercion of the Qingyun Sword.
With a crisp crackling sound, the blood beads burst directly.
The man in black who was devoured spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, his breath weakened a lot, and he fell to the ground unsteadily.
The man in brocade clothes and jade belt couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that these two Jindan mid-stage protectors couldn't deal with the old man in front of him.
"Who are you, you dare to be the enemy of our Wen family!" The man in brocade and jade belt pointed at the blue-robed old man with a pale face and said.
"Xuantian City Oriental Family, Oriental Yuheng! If you Wen family have the ability, come to Xuantian City to find me Dongfang Yuheng! The blue-robed old man pondered for a moment, and a hint of sinister color suddenly appeared on his face.
"Oriental family, Oriental Yuheng...... Okay, Ben Gongzi remembers you! There is a kind of waiting for our Wen family to come to the door! Let's go! The ferocious look on his face flashed, and he left the place with two seriously injured protectors.
The blue-robed old man saw that there were people all around, and his heart sank, and he directly turned into a long rainbow and left here quickly.