Boss Feng saw that Qi An was a little confused, so he explained loudly: "This is the Sword King City, most of the monks use knives, only knife magic weapons are the best to sell, and sword magic weapons are not cared for." What's more, I bought it from you and didn't use it for my own use, but to sell it to earn the difference, and it was normal for the price to be lower, if you didn't want to sell it, go to Jiao Lao Ghost to inquire about it, and see if he was willing to accept your sword for 9,000 yuan beads. ”

After Murong Qing quietly explained, Qi An learned that the so-called "Jiao Old Ghost" was the owner of another magic weapon shop in Sword King City, and he was also an unfathomable and powerful person, but that old man's reputation was not very good, and his mind was more treacherous, and most of the prices would be lower.

Qi An thought about it, but he still forgot it, the difference between the price of six thousand yuan beads and the reserve price in his heart was too big to accept, and he planned to take a time to go to Blackwater City, where it was estimated that he could sell it for nine thousand yuan beads.

So Qi An said goodbye to Boss Feng, saying that he was unwilling to sell, and Boss Feng did not force it, and let the two leave.

When Qi An took out the [Drunken Wind with the Cloud Sword], a bald man came from outside the magic weapon shop, he didn't enter the house, he just stood at the door and listened quietly to the bargaining inside, and his greedy eyes finally fell on the [Drunken Wind with the Cloud Sword] in Qi An's hand, and when he saw Murong Qing beside Qi An, a grim smile appeared on his vicious face.

Seeing that Qi An and Murong Qing were about to go out, the bald man turned around and hid in the corner of the house, without attracting anyone's attention.

Out of the trading street, Qi An and Murong Qing were about to return to the reserve camp station, but a tall figure stopped in front of them, looked at Qi An with a smile, and said in a weird manner: "Boy, you want to sell swords, right?"

Murong Qing saw this person clearly, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said to Qi An: "This person's name is Wang Kun, and he is also a member of the Divine Sword Guard Reserve Battalion, he is very strong, and he is one of the captains of the thirty squads, but his character is greedy and shameless, he has no strong demeanor at all, and often oppresses the weak, let's not provoke him, hurry up and let it go." ”

Wang Kun was the bald man standing outside the door of the magic weapon shop, he saw that Qi An didn't speak, and Murong Qing was muttering there, so he shouted impatiently: "Boy, what about asking you? Aren't you going to sell magic weapons? Hurry up and take it out, I'll buy it!"

Qi An was a little strange, how could this person know that he was going to sell magic weapons? Could it be that Boss Feng told him?

However, he didn't think about it, it was a good thing to have a buyer, so he replied: "The price is 9,000 yuan beads, have you decided to buy it?"

"Buy! Of course I buy it!" Wang Kun couldn't wait, "You give me the sword to test, if it's okay, I'll pay you Yuanzhu." ”

At this moment, even Murong Qing was stunned, he thought that this splashy Wang Kun wanted to come to humiliate the two of them under an excuse, but he didn't expect to buy a sword.

Qi An didn't have any doubts, he directly took out the [Drunken Wind Suiyun Sword] and handed it over, Wang Kun took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it's really a good sword!"

When Qi An saw the other party's expression, he relieved himself and stretched out his palm to Wang Kun: "Since you are satisfied, then give me the Yuanzhu, and the sword is yours!"

Wang Kun smiled, took out a small storage bag and threw it to Qi An, took the sword and turned around and left.

This made Murong Qing even more confused, thinking that this guy was really here to buy a sword? It didn't seem to be in line with his previous style of acting!

Qi An opened the storage bag and counted the numbers, but his face became quite ugly, because the total number of yuan beads in it was not nine thousand at all, only three thousand.

"Stop!" Qi An dodged in one step and quickly stopped in front of Wang Kun, his eyes staring at the other party coldly, his face full of anger.

"What's the matter? Yuanzhu gave it to you, and you won't let me go?" Wang Kunpi looked at Qi An with a smile.

Qi An stretched out his palm, spread it in front of Wang Kun, and said coldly: "There are still six thousand left." ”

"What's the difference of 6,000? You just said that you only sell 3,000 yuan beads, and now you want to regret it?" Wang Kun pretended to be stupid, looking like a ruffian.

Qi An probably saw that this guy was trying to play tricks, and he was so angry that he didn't want to sell the sword, so he directly threw the storage bag containing three thousand yuan beads in his hand into Wang Kun's face, and said coldly: "I'm talking about nine thousand yuan beads, if you can't afford it, return the sword to me!"

As soon as Wang Kun stretched out his hand, he grabbed the storage bag that rushed to his face, put it in his arms with a smile, and laughed: "What? You said to give me the sword? That is a good dare! Wang thanked him!"

The first time he encountered this kind of scoundrel, Qi An laughed angrily, and said coldly: "I think you want to rob clearly, right?"

"There is no such thing! Wang Mou has always behaved rightly and sat upright, since you dare to give it, I dare to accept it!" Wang Kun smiled, putting on a ruffian and cheap expression, as if to say, "I just want to rob you, what can you do?"

"Looks like talking to you properly won't work?" Qi An had already clenched his fists.

"Of course it's useful to speak, Wang listen carefully! If there is nothing else, then Wang will leave first!" Wang Kun didn't take Qi An in his eyes at all, his eyes rose, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he stretched out his big hand to push Qi An who was blocking in front of him.

Qi An couldn't bear it, mobilized his true qi, and punched Wang Kun in the face.

Wang Kun had long been wary of Qi An's trouble, not only did he not withdraw his hand, but instead concentrated his strength to hit directly, and a palm print towards Qi An's chest, wanting to take advantage of the advantage of taking the first force to slap the young man in front of him away, and his move was self-defeating.

When Qi An made a move, Wang Kun's palm was about to touch Qi An, so naturally Wang Kun's movements were faster and hit Qi An's chest first.

But Qi Ansheng received this palm, but he didn't move at all, as if nothing happened, his fist was still violent, and he still slammed into Wang Kun's door.

Wang Kun was shocked, he didn't expect that his palm was ineffective against Qi An, and he wanted to turn his head to dodge, but it was too late, and he could only gather his body protection qi in a hurry, hoping to block the opponent's punch.

However, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, how can Qi An's strange iron fist be able to stop it by just protecting the body?

"Woo ——!"

This angry punch slammed into Wang Kun's face, and the tall body fell on its head, with a bitter cry of pain from his mouth.

The screams alarmed all directions and attracted the attention of many people, but no one came up to dissuade them, and everyone stopped to watch with the attitude of watching the play.

This is the norm in the barracks, fights and brawls occur from time to time, and it can be said that the sergeants are the most favorite entertainment.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you!" Wang Kun roared angrily, shook his head and stood up from the ground, but his appearance was miserable and embarrassed, his face was full of flowers after being punched by Qi An, the bridge of his nose collapsed, he didn't know how many teeth he had lost, and his mouth and nose were full of slimy blood.

This punch, Qi An was afraid of beating him to death, so he temporarily collected some strength, otherwise Wang Kun would at least be seriously injured and unconscious, and he would definitely have no chance to stand up.

"Give me back the sword!" Qi An stretched out his hand with a calm face, and his tone was extremely cold.

"I'll pay you back!" Wang Kun wiped the blood from his face with his palm, clenched the [Drunken Wind and Cloud Sword], and used the sword as a knife to slash towards Qi An.

Qi An snorted coldly, raised his hand, and his true qi condensed, turning into a soldier, and a sword also appeared in his palm, the white light was shining, and the sharpness was extraordinary, and it also slashed towards Wang Kun.

However, halfway through the sword, Wang Kun's figure was divided into two, bypassing from the left and right, and attacking Qi'an on both sides.

"Is this the [Ghost Knife]?" Qi An immediately recognized the origin of Wang Kun's moves, which were almost exactly the same as those of the Heavenly Rank Cultivator Li Changsheng.

The two figures, attacking from the left and right, must be one true and one false, but who is real and who is fake? Even Qi An can't tell the difference!

This is the power of the [Ghost Knife], it is like facing several opponents at the same time, once you make a mistake in judgment, or if you can't parry, you will be injured under the opponent's knife.

Qi An's empty left hand also condensed a shape-shifting qi sword, the blue light was shining, fluctuating, it was a thousand evil phantom wind sword, and the Yuanhuang Xuanjin sword in his right hand struck left and right, and faced the two figures at the same time.

"Hahaha——! boy, you've been fooled!" Wang Kun's voice suddenly sounded, and at some point, another figure appeared behind Qi An, holding the glorious [Drunken Wind with the Cloud Sword], and slashed at the back of Qi An's neck with a sword.

"Really?" Qi An's voice was cold, and he didn't panic at all, but as soon as he stomped his foot, a dark yellow sword qi suddenly came out of the ground, stabbing at Wang Kun's figure behind him, and piercing it through his heart in an instant.

It's just that there was no scream, and there was no sound of the sword body entering the body, and the penetrated figure gradually dissipated, and it was not Wang Kun's real body, but just an illusory ghost.

Wang Kun's figure appeared in other places, both real and false, and launched an attack on Qi'an.

Qi An held a sword in each hand, and the whirlwind flew and slashed, and all the pieces that could be broken were illusory ghosts, and none of them had real bodies.

Wang Kun is worthy of being the captain-level figure of the reserve battalion, and his strength is estimated to be not much worse than Chatai, and he has a very thorough understanding of the [Ghost Knife], and he is still above Li Changsheng, Li Changsheng can only differentiate into three phantom bodies, but Wang Kun is twice as much, and the six phantom bodies surround Qi An and attack fiercely.

[Seven Absolute Sword Tricks] should be attacked but not defended, Qi An can only abandon the sword and use his fist, and can only defend undefeated with the [Backing Mountain Boxing Method], but he is a little aggrieved in his heart, he didn't expect this scoundrel to have such a ability, he knew that he would use more force at the beginning of that punch, and he would stun the ball with one punch.

Among the four major sword techniques of the Sword King's Mansion, the speed of the [Ghost Knife] is the fastest, and there are many phantom bodies, which are very difficult, if it weren't for Qi An's [Backing Mountain Fist Method] to reach the realm of harmony as early as possible, I am afraid that I would not be able to hold the dense attacks of these six phantom bodies. But even if you hold it, it's useless, these phantom bodies are hard to distinguish between real and fake, and all that was shattered by Qi An were illusory shadows, and even the corners of Wang Kun's clothes were not touched.