"So I'm so valuable!" Dick muttered with a self-deprecating laugh.

He was standing in front of a sign at the entrance to the town of Sewet, and there was a blank piece of paper hanging from the sign, on which Dick's face was drawn with charcoal, and he looked a little like him. At the bottom of the portrait, the terrifying high price of 100 billion divine stones is marked with a red pen, which is particularly eye-catching.

Carrying the magic sword Netherworld, Yarrow stood beside Dick, and he pointed to the sign, "This notice was posted three days ago, and it was personally supervised by the big man from the city...... Teacher, you can't go into town like that. ”

"What then?" Dick asked, frowning.

"Wait for me for a moment. Yarrow hurried away, and in a moment he ran back with a fat black cloak and a silver metal mask.

He wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Teacher, I am sorry that you put on this first." ”

Dick laughed, "You're very thoughtful. He took the cloak and draped it over his body, then put on his mask again. At this moment, no one can judge Dick's appearance and size by their eyes.

Dick took a step and walked into the town of Sewet, and Yarrow followed behind, bowing his head, completely in the style of his disciple.

The two went to a shop in the town that sold magic materials, and Dick made a big deal, directly spending hundreds of thousands of divine stones to buy a bunch of rare materials, including various gems, rare metals, and monster crystal nuclei. The shopkeeper of the upper level of divine cultivation smiled so much that his eyes were almost squinted, nodded his head, and sent Dick out of the store.

"Teacher, you Weishenme suddenly collected so many precious materials?" As he walked along the way, Yarrow couldn't help but ask.

Dick smiled, "Do you remember our agreement, you share half of the magic and fighting energy I have cultivated." I will do whatever it takes to help you become a generation of powerhouses, and these magic materials are all used to arrange magic arrays. ”

The master and apprentice chatted and walked. Laughing. From the other side of the street, a playful voice came from the other side of the street: "Look, Uncle Vitesko. Isn't that dear Yarrow?Yo, Yarrow, how can you not say hello when you see your cousin, it's really uneducated!"

Two vampire demons strolled from the other side of the street, talking to a young man, with fiery red hair sprinkled over his shawl, his face handsome and somewhat feminine, two reddish-brown eyes with a different kind of charm, and thin lips slightly hooked. With a mocking smile.

Walking side by side with the boy was a middle-aged man, he had short brown hair, but the top of his head was already a little bald, his face was square, revealing a majesty, and his eyes were sharp and bright. His jaw was covered with iron-blue stubble, which added a masculinity to him.

Yarrow snorted coldly: "I thought it was someone, it turned out to be Terrell, please don't stand in the way of others." That will make you look like a leper dog. ”

Terrell shook his head and spread his hands: "Dear Yarrow, I don't know what adjective to use to express your actions, is it brave? or stupid?"

Yarrow replied lightly, "I never cared what you thought. ”

Then. The middle-aged man known as Vitesko bent down and whispered something in Terrell's ear, and then he saw Terrell grinning, "Dear Yarrow. Originally, I was still wondering that you weishenme was so confident, it turned out that you had broken through to the level of a marquis. also found a subordinate god to be a backer. ”

Alroon looked up, "This is my teacher. ”

"Teacher?" Terrell repeated, then shook his head. seemed to be quite helpless: "Being willing to accept a disciple like you is enough to show what kind of person your teacher is, he is even more stupid than a disciple!"

Yaroblan changed color: "What are you talking about? You dare to insult my teacher! Give me Daoqian immediately! Otherwise you will pay for it!"

The smile on Terrell's face did not diminish in the slightest, he was not afraid of the masked little subordinate god beside Yarrow who pretended to be mysterious, because the uncle Vitsco beside him had reached the level of a superior god hundreds of years ago, and was one of the three supreme elders of the Vaal family.

Terrell smiled disdainfully, "It's up to you, dear Yarrow, you can't help but think too highly of yourself." After becoming a marquis, do you dare to look at no one?"

Yarrow turned around, bowed to Dick, and said, "Teacher, please allow me to have a duel with this outrageous fellow!"

Dick nodded, then looked at Terrel, and the middle-aged man Vitesco, who was standing beside Terrel, immediately stepped forward vigilantly and protected Terrel.

Dick smiled, but he soon realized that his expression was so white that no one could see his face through the mask.

"It seems that the two of them don't get along, so let my disciple have a discussion with your nephew, what do you think?" Dick asked Vitsco.

"Weishenme, no?" Wittsco raised his head slightly, smirking at each other. He was full of confidence in his nephew, and the cultivation of the fourth-level marquis must be far stronger than that of the kid who had just become a marquis.

At this time, the movement here has attracted a large group of pedestrians to stop, and people are attracted by the two teenagers' verbal swords and duel declarations, and they have gathered one after another, forming a large circle, and the discussion is endless:

"Look, it's Yarrow of the Vaal family again, this kid is really good at causing trouble, and he fights with people at two ends in three days. ”

"You know what? The provocatives were all the other disciples of the Vaal family. ”

"It's a pity that this kid named Yarrow is not very talented, otherwise he would definitely be able to become a generation of powerhouses with his unyielding tenacity. ”

......

The crowd was chaotic and noisy, and there was everything to say, but everyone, no matter what kind of mentality, was looking forward to the duel between the two. Dick and Vitesko stepped aside, leaving the field to the two teenagers.

Under the attention of everyone around them, Yarrow and Terrell confronted each other, looking at each other coldly, Yarrow's eyes gradually glowed with blood, and the fangs in his mouth loomed, how many years of humiliation, how many years of unwillingness, how many years of anger?

He slowly pulled out the Demon Sword Nether from behind his back, the blade of which shone with dazzling brilliance under the blood moon.

Terrell was careless, and gently pulled out the thin stabbing sword from his waist, this stabbing sword was shining and full of treasure, and it was obviously not an extraordinary product. He just stood at ease, casually looking at Yarrow.

Yarrow raised his feet and stepped on the ground, and the bluestone pavement cracked open in an instant! At the same time, his figure also soared forward like a streamer, like thunder!

Terrell was shocked, his pupils suddenly constricted, but he didn't take Yarrow in his eyes at all from the beginning, he had always been careless, and he hadn't made the slightest preparation, how could he resist this thunderous blow at this moment? He watched the magic sword Netherworld stab at his neck, but he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Vitesko's eyes flickered, and he was about to strike. But suddenly for no reason, I felt a chill in my heart, as if I was being targeted by a poisonous snake. He involuntarily stopped, turning his head to look in the direction where the chill had hit.

Dick stood tall in a black cloak and a silver mask, and a pair of indifferent eyes stared at him beneath the mask! As a powerful superior god, he didn't dare to make a move because of the gaze of a small lower god, which made him feel deeply humiliated!

However, this delay has lost the opportunity to intervene in the battle. The Nether Sword in Yarrow's hand had already stabbed in front of Terrel's body, and Terrell was stunned, and he felt a real threat of death!

When Terrell had mixed feelings, he saw the trajectory of the black big sword that stabbed in front of him suddenly deflected, and the blade of the sword that was originally stabbed to the neck slashed against the neck. Then the blade twisted, and the broad spine slammed into his face. The body lost its balance and fell to the ground. At the same time, the right cheek was also swollen and swollen, and a faint blood mark flowed from the corner of the mouth.

Yarrow held the magic sword, looked at Terrell condescendingly, and said coldly: "Stand up for me!" Today I want you to know, let everyone know that I, Yarrow, have the strength to defeat you with dignity!" (To be continued......)