Ye Mo's face was a little dark, but he couldn't find someone to return or exchange it, so he walked on the street with an extremely depressed mood, feeling that the people in this town were very pitiful.

Ye Mo walked at the end of the town, and when he was about to walk outside the town, he was stopped by a passage.

"Walk by, pass by. Don't miss it, conscientious merchants, stall owners are handsome, the items are better, and the prices are more affordable. "In a remote corner, a young man wearing a cloak is dressed in blue, fanning a paper fan, crossing Erlang's legs, lying on a bamboo chair lazily, boasting of his graceful demeanor, the stalls in front of him are all elixirs, and there are several spells, aura pills,

Ye Mo walked into his booth and looked at his display items, fireball techniques and the like, just when Ye Mo was disappointed and wanted to leave.

When the cloaked boy saw that this person was leaving, he shouted: "This Taoist friend doesn't want to leave, the stall is not satisfied, and there are even more private goods, to ensure that you are satisfied and that you are comfortable." ”

Ye Mo was stunned, and turned to look at the cloaked boy: "You have private goods, what good goods!"

The cloaked boy looked around and found that there was no one, and mysteriously took out a gray book of spells from his arms, which read: "Battle Will Fist!"

"This is the Dongzhou war clan, the long-known battle will boxing, it is said that this method is used to fight more and more bravely, can play their own blood and strength to the extreme, it is rumored that the ultimate of the battle will fist is the change, can be integrated into other boxing methods, the higher the realm, the power is different. The cloaked young man whispered to Ye Mo, and Ye Mo was stunned and half-convinced.

"How many spirit stones? You can sell this method to me. Ye Mo was a little moved by what the cloaked young man said, now he just lacks cultivation spells about physique, and now he just has a copy, how can he not be moved.

"Eighty spirit stones are priced at a fixed price, and the price is not bargained. The cloaked young man saw that Ye Mo was moved, so he directly marked the price.

Ye Mo's eyes widened in disbelief and looked at the gray book in the cloaked boy's hand, it was so expensive, it was worth eighty spirit stones, and he seriously doubted that he had been deceived by the cloaked boy.

"You show me the Battle Intent Fist, I see if it can be worth eighty spirit stones?" Ye Mo stretched out his hand and asked the cloaked boy to take the Battle Intent Fist to watch, but the cloaked boy refused.

"This is the Battle Spirit Fist that is not passed down by the War Clan, you can't watch it at will, if it weren't for my lack of eighty spirit stones, I wouldn't be too lazy to sell this spell, if you want to buy it, you can buy it, if you don't buy it, you can play with the mud, right?" The cloaked young man waved his hand and motioned for Ye Mo to go elsewhere.

Ye Mo's face was blue with anger, he shook his hand and left, but he was unwilling to take a few steps, and walked back a few steps to the stall in front of the cloaked young man: "I'll buy it." ”

"One hand over the spirit stone, the other hand delivery. The cloaked boy raised the gray notebook in his hand.

"How many Qi Gathering Three-Layer Demon Beast Neidan can be exchanged for this Battle Intent Fist?" Ye Mo stared at the cloaked young man with an extremely unkind face.

The cloaked young man was obviously stunned for a moment, and finally said after a moment's silence: "Eight Qi Gathering Three-Layer Demon Beast Neidan is enough!"

Ye Mo calculated in his heart that an inner pill was equivalent to ten spirit stones, and eighty pieces were equivalent to one inner pill, Ye Mo struggled with his thoughts and finally decided to buy it.

took out eight Qi Gathering Three-Layer Demon Beast Neidan from the bag and gave it to the cloaked boy, and the cloaked boy smiled and groaned: "It is worthy of being a Taoist friend who knows the goods, you are worth it when you buy it, if it weren't for my lack of spirit stones, I wouldn't sell one hundred and eighty spirit stones if I were not given them." ”

The cloaked young man put away the stall and said to Ye Mo, Ye Mo didn't believe the words of the profiteer.

Ye Mo slandered in his heart, this was completely more tired of hearing in Qingluo City, every time he accompanied his parents to buy something, every time he bargained with a profiteer, and finally when he bought it, the merchant would say that you made it, but in fact, it was all earned by the merchant, and there was no merchant who was stupid to make a loss-making deal.

Ye Mo carefully studied the Battle Intent Fist of the gray book, and found that this is to stimulate the physical combat power, the stronger the combat intent, the stronger the combat power.

After Ye Mo took it into his arms, he didn't go far out of the small town, but he found a person standing in front, wearing a black battle armor, holding a golden spear, his eyes were full of war intent, and his face was full of indifference with black hair and shawl, looking indifferently ahead.

Ye Mo passed by him, Ye Mo felt a suppressive aura rushing to his face, feeling that this person was very strong, and he didn't pay attention to it.

When the cloaked boy left the town, he also walked the path, and he also saw the person in front of him, and he didn't speak, just when the cloaked boy approached him.

The man with the golden spear instantly pointed his spear at the cloaked young man, and his words were full of coldness: "Hand over my clan's Battle Spirit Fist, or die." ”

The cloaked young man spoke with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, why can't I understand what you say?"

Zhan Guyu shook the spear and stared at the cloaked young man without speaking, just watching quietly.

The cloaked boy couldn't stand the indifferent attitude of this Zhan Guyu, took off the cloak, revealing a handsome face, seeing that the young man obviously knew Zhan Guyu, and stared at Zhan Guyu: "Your Battle Intent Fist has been stolen, you can't beat people to find fault with me." ”

After Zhan Guyu heard this, he looked at the young man with fierce eyes: "You are looking for death." ”

Zhan Guyu swung his spear and stabbed at the young man, and the young man Chu Wensheng dodged the blow of the spear, took the feather fan in his hand and toyed with it: "I said that you are an ice cube, why do you want to die if you don't agree with each other! Listen to me tell you?"

Zhan Gu Yu stared at Chu Wensheng, his spiritual power wrapped in a spear, as long as Chu Wensheng's words were not right, there was no doubt that he would face a crazy attack.

"You listen to me, you listen to me, I'll give you a big reason. Chu Wensheng sat on the ground and pointed at Ye Mo, who was about to disappear with a feather fan.

"You stop the scholarly young man who passed you by just now, he knows where to go?" After hearing this, Zhan Guyu turned to look at Ye Mo, who was about to disappear behind.

Chu Wensheng bypassed Zhan Gu Yu and rushed towards Ye Mo, his speed was incomparable, leaving the afterimage in place.

Zhan Guyu was furious, feeling that he had been deceived by Chu Wensheng, and hurriedly chased after him.

Ye Mo didn't know what was going on at all, and as he walked, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder: "This fellow Daoist, hurry up and cooperate with my performance, otherwise the two of us will die in the hands of others." ”

Ye Mo turned around and didn't say anything, but was stopped by a strange man in blue.

When he wanted to speak, the strange man was confused by the first words.

Ye Mo's afterglow could see the young man with the golden gun behind him chasing after him, Ye Mo carefully watched the man's voice, only to find that this strange man was not the one who sold spells to himself?

"What kind of performance should I cooperate with you?" Ye Mo looked at Chu Wensheng vigilantly, and intuitively told himself that he seemed to be in trouble.

"I'll make a long story short! The Battle Intent Fist in your hand was obtained by me from someone else's hammering stick, and then someone else got it from another person, and now that the Lord is looking for trouble, you don't want the spell bought by eighty spirit stones to be taken away by others!" Chu Wensheng hurriedly explained in a low voice.

At this moment, the battle lone feather with the golden spear was about to catch up.