The leader of the guards was ruthless in his heart, and after kowtowing respectfully, he arched his hand and said, "I will rush back to the Burial Sword Villa overnight, and ask the young master to wait for the master of the Poison Arrow Hall!"

The leader of the guards waved his hand, and dozens of men in black followed.

"A bunch of rubbish! Young Master Ben, don't even think about living when you go back!"

The fourth young master didn't wait for the guards to leave, and shouted fiercely.

Outside the City Lord's Mansion, the leader of the guards glanced at the dozens of guards behind him, and said coldly: "The young master was persecuted by a mysterious person and fell to Xuantie City!"

"I'll understand!"

Most of these guards are the henchmen of the guard leader, and the words of the leader are better than the words of the fourth young master, and everyone holds the mentality that it is better for him to die than for me to die, and disappear into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Wu, you can count out the level!"

Yingbei looked at Wu Xiaoyao with a smile, observing the shortlisted, he felt that Wu Xiaoyao's temperament was different, compared to a month ago, Wu Xiaoyao's eyes were more aggressive, and the momentum was like a tsunami, which made people cold!

Wu Xiaoyao glanced at Yingbei, and scolded with a smile: "As far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned, you are a sycophant?"

"Yes, hehe"

Yingbei laughed.

Wu Xiaoyao stared at Yingbei with a smile, Yingbei sighed in his heart, Wu Xiaoyao's eyes were too weird, Yingbei felt that Wu Xiaoyao was like that spider, weaving a web and waiting for him!

"Let's be practical, there is not much elixir left in my body during the retreat, so I can get some self-defense for my brother. ”

After hearing this, Yingbei laughed dryly, coughed and said: "Brother Wu, you are my eldest brother, how embarrassed is I to refuse when you open your mouth, brother, come." ”

Yingbei said and took out a storage bag, threw it directly to Wu Xiaoyao, and said arrogantly: "This storage bag is full of Gathering Spirit Pills, there are hundreds of them, Brother Wu, you are polite, take them!"

Wu Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, he didn't even look at the storage bag, he threw it directly to Yingbei, and scolded with a smile: "You coward, just take out these stocks and be embarrassed, collect it, my brother doesn't need it!"

Wu Xiaoyao could see that Yingbei was holding on, and one hundred and ten spirit pills were all property for Yingbei, and taking people's money was equivalent to asking for people's lives.

If you want a brother's life, a beast can do it, but he can't!

Yingbei laughed embarrassedly twice, put away the storage bag and stopped talking, looking at Wu Xiaoyao with a pair of eyes.

"The Spirit Searching Array is on, isn't it?"

"Brother Wu is smart!"

", you're going to run here if you don't turn it on, when are you going?"

On the one hand, the reason why Wu Xiaoyao retreated was to consolidate the realm of the early stage of the Memory Realm, and to improve his strength was on the one hand, but more importantly, to pass the time, thinking that he would go to the Spirit Searching Great Array to explore, and a day would almost catch up with a year.

Cultivation is the best choice to pass the time!

Wu Xiaoyao thinks like this, in the eyes of others, he is the craziest person in cultivation, who doesn't know that Wu Xiaoyao, the master of the Criminal Law Hall, retreats and cultivates at every turn, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds!

"Early the day after tomorrow, gather outside the City Lord's Mansion, brother, I will wait for Brother Wu when I arrive!"

As soon as he mentioned the matter, Yingbei lost the laughing look on his face, but he was serious, and Wu Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment.

"What a load!"

Wu Xiaoyao said secretly.

After Yingbei said goodbye, Wu Xiaoyao put the meteor sword and butterfly sword in front of him one by one, he needed to make a decision, whether the two spiritual weapons should be shot or kept!

The middle-grade spirit weapon meteor sword has the highest value, and the butterfly sword is a low-grade spirit weapon, if it weren't for the butterfly flying sword technique, Wu Xiaoyao would have been thrown aside a long time ago.

"Sell it or give it to the people below?"

Wu Xiaoyao first denied giving it away, and whoever he gave it to would make the other people feel guilty, and it would be more appropriate to make a move.

Wu Xiaoyao made up his mind, put away the two spirit weapons, and came to the Divine Soldier Workshop.

"Old Ge, the kid wants to shoot two spiritual weapons, you have seen it!"

Wu Xiaoyao said and placed the meteor sword and butterfly sword in front of Ge Liang.

Ge Liang first glanced at it with his eyes, grabbed the Meteor Sword and said uncertainly: "This is the Meteor Sword, one of the two great spiritual weapons of the Star Pavilion?"

Wu Xiaoyao nodded and gave a thumbs up, "Old Ge's eyesight is really amazing, indeed, it was obtained when he killed Guan Ao in the first place, and the Purple Star Boots are worn on his feet. ”

Ge Liang's eyes rolled a few times to understand the key point, put down the meteor sword, and said with a smile: "No wonder you are so arrogant, you can shoot two medium-grade spiritual weapons at one time, didn't you get a high-grade spiritual weapon?" ”

Ge Liang's words made Wu Xiaoyao dumbfounded, two medium-grade spiritual weapons? Obviously, they are a medium-grade spiritual weapon and a low-grade spiritual weapon!

Wu Xiaoyao raised the butterfly sword, handed it to Ge Liang, and said puzzledly: "Ge Lao, this is a low-grade spiritual weapon, take a closer look!"

Ge Liang's face was slightly displeased, he didn't even look at the butterfly sword, and scolded with a smile: "You kid dare to say that the old man has lost his eyes, the old man has been the manager of the Divine Soldier Workshop for many years, and he has never looked away once, stinky boy, you make such a joke The old man will be angry." ”

Wu Xiaoyao had to turn his head and couldn't turn around, the butterfly sword was obviously a low-grade spiritual weapon, why did Ge Liang have to think that the butterfly sword was a medium-grade spiritual weapon?

If Ge Liang is not mistaken, then what is the problem?

Wu Xiaoyao touched his nose, his eyes wandered between the butterfly sword and the black charcoal-like scabbard, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking that when he chose the scabbard, was the butterfly sword choosing the scabbard or the scabbard choosing the butterfly sword?

Wu Xiaoyao was very excited in his heart, stood up suddenly, and arched his hand at Ge Liang: "The kid knows his mistake, and asks Ge Lao for help, the spirit search array will be opened the day after tomorrow, and he urgently needs the elixir to be around." ”

Ge Liang smiled and nodded, he was very satisfied with Wu Xiaoyao's attitude of admitting his mistakes, "The old man relies on his eyesight to move the Xuantie City within a radius of a hundred miles, next time you kid is not allowed to make the same joke, wait, the old man will come when he goes." ”

Ge Liang put away the two medium-grade spiritual weapons and left the private room.

Wu Xiaoyao held the black charcoal-like scabbard with a look of surprise, and said excitedly: "Baby!

Wu Xiaoyao will not be mistaken, the butterfly sword he obtained at the beginning is a low-grade spiritual weapon, even if he is mistaken, could it be that the original owner of the butterfly sword is also mistaken?

Obviously, it is impossible, there is only one explanation, after he got the butterfly sword, for some reason, the lower-grade butterfly sword was promoted to a medium-grade spiritual weapon!

Some of the so-called reasons Wu Xiaoyao understands that it is definitely related to the black scabbard in front of him!

"Black scales, you might be able to see the material of this black scabbard?"

Wu Xiaoyao said to the empty private room.

In the blink of an eye, there was one more person in the room, with dark skin and a cruel cold light in the bloodthirsty and evil triangular eyes.

Black Scale took the black scabbard, looked at it, shook his head and said, "Young Master Wu, this scabbard Black Scale can't be seen, can you let Black Scale give it a try?"

Wu Xiaoyao looked at the black scales cautiously, and said in confusion: "How are you going to try?"

Under Wu Xiaoyao's gaze, the black scales grabbed one side of the black scabbard with each hand, and the sound of "break!" had not yet dissipated, and the black scabbard in the black scale's hand was intact!

"Black Scale!!"

Wu Xiaoyao was taken aback by the black scales' actions, if the black scabbard was really weird, it would be broken in half by the black scales in an instant, and the treasure would become a waste!

"Young Master Wu, Black Scale is reckless. But it is true to conclude that this thing is a treasure. After sighing at the hardness of the black scabbard, Black Scale said with a little unwillingness.

The black scales were confident that they could break the black scabbard, but the result made him very dissatisfied, and seeing that Wu Xiaoyao's face was not good, he disappeared from Wu Xiaoyao's field of vision.

Hidden in the dark, guarding Wu Xiaoyao!

The strength of the black scales is a strong person who has reached the late stage of the Memory Realm, and the scabbard he keeps getting is definitely a treasure.

Wu Xiaoyao took out the bone spear and muttered regretfully: "It's a pity that it can only be used as a scabbard, if it can be loaded with a bone spear, then-"

Before Wu Xiaoyao finished speaking, he only felt that as soon as his hand was loosened, he lost the strength to hold the bone spear.

The bone spear, which was about two and a half meters long, was silently inserted into the black scabbard, leaving only one handle outside the scabbard.

"I-this-"

Wu Xiaoyao rubbed his eyes, making sure that what was happening in front of him was not a dream, and couldn't help but grin.