Ever since the Fang family had Yang Hao, a second-order rune master, in charge, the entire status of the Iron Soldier City had risen, and both in terms of reputation and the flow of people in the shop, the perennial arrogant and domineering Wang family had been suppressed.

Almost all the connections flocked to the Fang family, and if this continued, the survival of the big family without the support of a huge spirit stone would become a big problem, if there was no good solution, it would not be long before the power of the Wang family would soon be reduced to second-rate.

Although it was quite calm on the surface, there were still a handful of people who could sense the dark tide surging under the calm water.

In the early morning, before dawn, the Fang family's weapons pavilion was already overcrowded, and some vulgar mercenaries were baring their chests and arms, crowding into the already overcrowded weapon pavilion with fierce faces to buy the weapons and other items they needed.

"Damn, this rune is Lao Tzu's favorite!"

"Fart! whoever pays first!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's all there!"

Looking at this popularity, the top management of the Fang family couldn't stop laughing, because the business was so good, and the net profit of these few was almost a month higher than usual.

On top of a long knife that was extremely sharp, two powerful hands pressed on the handle of the knife at the same time.

Under the four eyes, a fierce man with a lightning scar on the corner of his eyebrows scolded angrily.

"Bastard! Dare to steal something from our Ten Thousand Knife Mercenary Group, I think you are looking for death!"

"Damn! Lao Tzu's blood crocodile, you think Lao Tzu eats dry rice. The other thin man was also fierce and shot back unceremoniously.

"Look for death!" the mercenary was furious, and a fierce burst of earthy yellow spiritual power erupted from his fist, and it was about to slap on the thin man's head like lightning.

I didn't expect to kill without saying a word, and the thin man also sneered, and there was a faint tiger roar between his palms, waving his palms, and rushing straight over.

Just as the two were about to collide together, a figure flashed, and a pair of large, slightly withered hands slapped on the two of them with a whistling sound of breaking wind.

"Ahh

"I dare to make trouble in my house!

"Start lining up now, whoever is messing around, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" The second elder's old face was cold, and the words instantly calmed the entire field, and many mercenaries who were very arrogant could only hang their heads, and began to line up with some stupidity.

Yang Hao, who was bored, looked at such a busy and gunpowder morning, and slightly smacked his tongue, he didn't expect that with the blessing of his identity as a rune master, it would bring such terrifying benefits, such a stunned look made the white boss quite contemptible, and after a few words of bickering like a commonplace, a fluttering word made Yang Hao a little stunned.

"Son, when are you going to open your mouth to that girl with that golden spirit, it seems that you don't have much time before you return to the sect!"

"Hmm! I have to get it," Nan Nan said, and drank the tea in his hand.

"Master Yang, do you want to add some tea?" Fang Xue held the teapot in her hand and stood there prettyly, her peach-like eyes seemed to have a little admiration.

"Hey, Sister Xue, you still call me Yang Hao! Master, Master is really a little harsh to hear!"

"Hehe! Okay then!" Covering his jade lips, a few coquettish smiles were like peach blossoms blooming, but the style made some rough men stunned and drooled.

Looking at everything around him, Yang Hao was a little helpless, and then looked around, his eyes swept over the many knives and guns, round sticks, golden guns, and halberds in the Weapon Pavilion, but he didn't see a few long swords, and his heart moved, and he was a little puzzled.

"By the way, Senior Sister, is there a weapon suitable for me here, preferably a sword. ”

A long time ago, Yang Hao was obsessed with the three-foot cold light in his heart, and if he wanted to choose a weapon, he must choose a sword.

"Sword?" the autumn-like eyebrow line furrowed slightly, and after a moment's silence, he responded.

"I have a low-grade treasure in my house—the Nebula Sword! Wait a minute, I'll call someone to bring it to you to see. ”

As soon as Fang Xue gave an order, a few Fang guys brought out a long wooden sea of about four feet

Yang Hao gently opened the wooden box, and a touch of cold light jumped into front of him first, three feet long, about a finger wide, the sword body was full of light, there were dots of starlight flowing, and there was a sharp blessing that pierced the air on the blade

Holding the cold hilt of the sword, his heart was full of pride, dancing gently, the sword light was like frost, several bright lights flashed, even if the big man who was far away had a slight tingling pain on his skin, and his heart suddenly felt extremely cold.

"Good sword!" Yang Hao's eyes lit up and he exclaimed.

"This is a low-grade treasure, called the Nebula Sword, the sword body is mixed with a little alien iron, extremely tough, the user uses the aura to infusion, can promote the bright starlight, the power is three points stronger than the ordinary low-grade treasure, and there is a line away from the medium-grade treasure. Fang Xue smiled slightly and said slowly.

Hearing this, Yang Hao slowly instilled a little aura, and in an instant, the light was dazzling, and a clear blue halo like a crystal shrouded the sword body, this extremely fierce offensive could completely increase his attack by more than three percent.

"How many spirit stones!Sister Xue!" Yang Hao asked with great satisfaction as he held the Nebula Sword.

"Hehe, Master Yang, how dare I accept your money, you have helped our family solve their urgent needs, and this sword will be given to you!" Before Fang Xue could speak, the second elder said with a sneer.

According to Yang Hao's unwillingness to owe people family favors, this spirit stone must be paid, otherwise there will always be a pimple in his heart, his eyebrows moved, and he had a third-order demon ape's magic core in his storage ring, and he used it to exchange for the Nebula Sword, so that the two would not owe each other.

Just as he was about to take out the magic core, an extremely arrogant voice came in from outside the door.

"Yo Yo Yo Yo! Such a good sword, Young Master Ben wants it!"

Yang Hao turned his head and looked, it turned out that Wang Ding led a group of burly men who were not weak in cultivation and walked quickly towards the Fang Family's Weapon Pavilion with iron rods in their hands.

The group of warriors behind him had a cold face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and their cultivation was generally similar to that of the Fang family's iron guard, but the young man in cloth with a sallow face behind Wang Ding made Yang Hao vaguely feel a sense of danger.

"Wang Ding, you bastard, who called you here, hurry up and get back for me!" Looking at this unkind face, the second elder stepped out, his face was not angry and arrogant, and a stream of aura burst out, and he reprimanded angrily.

"What's the matter? others can come to this weapon pavilion, but our Wang family can't come! Are you too domineering and bullying!" His face was gloomy, his gaze crossed the body of the second elder, and he paused on Yang Hao, and a fierce gaze came out of his lowered eyes.

"This Nebula Sword has already been sold by our family, so you don't have a chance!" Fang Xue said indifferently, and his tone was extremely blunt.

"Oh! no chance!" glanced at Yang Hao with resentful eyes, a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his slender palm gently held a delicate jade cup with a transparent body on the counter, and then slammed his palm down.

"Click" sounded, and the jade cup shattered into a piece of slag, with a tyrannical tone, Sen Sen said.

"Say hello to them!"

"Yes, young master," the group of burly men behind him, waving the heavy iron rods in their hands, smashed towards the counter of the Weapons Pavilion one after another.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

There was a dull sound of iron rods smashing against the counter everywhere, and all kinds of goods were scattered all over the place, and many people who came to buy weapons were already frightened when they saw this scene.

"Bastard, I want your life!" The second elder instantly jumped like thunder, his fist was full of spiral energy formed by the thick aura, his feet stomped on the ground, his body quickly burst open, and a burst of compressed air exploded directly into Wang Ding's damaged face.

Wang Ding was not in a hurry, and when his fist was only one meter away from him, the sneer under the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, and his body was slightly to the left, and he said.

"Senior Brother Wei Bin, this old guy will be handed over to you!"

The man with a somewhat sallow face splashed in all directions, stepped out, his arms were covered with the power of Gang, which was far stronger than Wang Ding's, and some mist-like aura permeated out, and a vast earth phantom condensed behind him.

The face did not change, it was also a punch, how can manpower defeat the power of the earth, a series of roars sounded, unexpectedly, the body of the second elder was directly blasted out by the huge force, and in mid-air, some white bone spurs on the right hand broke through the skin and blood continued to stain red, and that hand was afraid that it was completely fractured.

"Bang!" his body slammed on the ground, a pale face appeared on his old face, his vision was blurred, and then his head tilted and he passed out.

Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, judging from this momentum, Wei Bin was at least out of the Mortal Ninefold Realm, and it was even possible to the point where the Broken Pill condensed the Spirit Yuan Vein.

"Do you really want to start a war with our family?" Fang Xue forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and said with a sinister eyebrow.

His gaze paused from top to bottom, and after sweeping Fang Xue's curvaceous and peck curves, he licked his lips and said gloomily.

"Go to war, what room for relaxation is there between our two families!"

"Then what are you going to do?" Yang Hao stood still, his eyes seemed to be filled with a little anger.

"Yo! Master Runemaster, you have finally come out! Okay! I will challenge you in the gladiatorial arena of Iron Soldier City on behalf of the Wang family for three days, if you win against me, I promise that the Wang family will never trouble the Fang family in the future. ”

His eyes looked at Yang Hao, who was speechless, like a poisonous snake, and spoke again with a slightly threatening tone.

"However, if you don't come, we will officially declare war on the Fang family, and then we won't know what happened to the beautiful and charming beauty family master beside you!"

Fang Xue's face was pale, and his body trembled a little at what Wang Ding did, this bandit-like behavior had completely disregarded the Fang family, and he looked at Yang Hao with concern in his heart, just when he wanted to refuse the fight categorically, Yang Hao took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Okay, when the time comes, I'll be teaching Brother Wang's power!"

"Hahahaha!Okay!Let's go!" As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, Wang Ding glanced at Yang Hao with great contempt, then turned his head and left with a group of tiger-like subordinates.

When the soles of his feet were about to step out of the threshold, he turned his head and said fiercely.

"Three! I'll wait for you!"