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The fifteenth new beggar gang

The Jingyang Village competition field is built with a grand spirit, and is specially prepared for friends to learn sword skills. When the battle is damaged, the system will lock it and not kill anyone.

There are only four gangs on Wandu Island that have such luxury items.

In order to make it convenient for everyone to watch the battle, the competition ground is 900 meters high, 15 kilometers east-west and 7 kilometers north-south, paved with a whole piece of bluestone. After each battle, the system will restore it as before, but it must be collected. White clouds can be generated to simulate the combat environment at high altitudes. It can also release harsh environments such as lightning, golden swords, simulation prohibitions, etc.

Neither I like to play tricks with sword dance, so I stepped onto the competition venue, found a place for each of them, and started to show off my flying sword at any stop.

I didn't want to bully the sword and listen to Tingchao. With one move, I lit up the Seven Treasure Green Jade Buddha Sword and Dulong Zen Staff, turning into a green light, and a yellow dragon circling around me.

I was stunned for a while when I opened the sword and Tingchao, and I pressed my left and right hands. Two sixth-level flying swords popped out of my palms, making me stunned. I couldn't help but ask: "Tingchao, you pretend to be a master, take two sixth-level flying swords and deal with others. Isn't my old cow comparable?"

Dan Jian Ting Chao smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "I have overcome the right path and borrowed a lot of flying swords from the brothers in the gang. Although I successfully overcome the tribulation, I destroyed ninety-six flying swords at the eighth level and more than two hundred of the seventh level. All my wealth was sold and compensated the brothers in the gang. When these two people came, they had two big monsters and had just fallen."

I hurriedly reached out to cover my mouth so that I could not laugh out loud. "Cough! Does the Qiankun Divine Sect have no ninth-level flying swords in stock? A million heavenly tribulation is not fun. The seventh-level and eighth-level flying swords cannot withstand violent heavenly thunder."

Ting Jian Ting Chao glanced at me and muttered in a low voice: "Nine-level flying swords in Shushan are now calculated, but only double digits. The holding rate of the masters on the Tianlist is not more than 25%. Do you think that thing is there? I want to borrow it, but who is not afraid that I will destroy the heavenly disaster... If it were you, would you lend it?"

"Well! That's true. I must borrow the tenth level, and the ninth level may not be able to hold on to the thunder tribulation. Ya? Why are you doing so by jumping into the sky and spurting blood over there? Are you a new skill? Transforming blood and spurting enemies?"

The sword-playing technique was originally like a rainbow, but now it was gone. His face was so gray that it seemed that he had just eaten something unclean. He went to the bathroom a hundred and eighty times. With his sword technique, his left and right swords turned into two raging rainbows, circled around and ready to go, and he no longer planned to talk nonsense to me.

I slapped my head, suddenly remembered something, and waved my hand and said, "You have borrowed so many flying swords to overcome the tribulation. That is to say, if I have dozens of eighth-level flying swords now, will it be easier to sell at the head of your gang? What are you doing? Why are you squirting blood again?"

Finally, Danjian Tingchao put on a look that had gone to the bathroom dozens of times, and asked at me, "Does of eighth-level flying swords? Are you really good at Qingniu?"

"If the eighth-level fragrant bamboo sword of Zhushan Sect is counted as the ninth-level diabolic sword, there are hundreds of people."

When I opened the sword, I heard that several huge sweat drips of suspicious sweat were drawn from Chao's forehead. After a while, I said, "I'm not convenient at hand now. I wonder if you can be a little cheaper in Zhiqing Niu. But let's forget about the flying sword of Zhushan Sect. If that thing is split, the quality is really suspicious."

"Didn't you plan to buy it yourself and give it to the brothers in the gang? That's absolutely impossible. I will definitely not lower the price and help you repay favors."

In Shushan, there are always sales at the seventh and eighth-level flying sword auctions, but the price is extremely high. In addition, those that can be sold out are mostly very poor in the surname. Most experts are used to doing tasks by themselves to obtain weapons that are suitable for their own needs.

Although it is not rare for high-level players to have seventh-level eighth-level flying swords in their hands, magic weapons are not rare. However, according to Shushan statistics, the holding rate of eighth-level flying sword magic weapons for players above level 100 is 243%, which means that on average, one player's flying sword magic weapons can be counted at most two and a half pieces. The total number of lucky people in the twelve columns is less than the hair on the bald man's head.

The Qiankun Divine Sect is also a big gang. Aside from the outer masters who are estranged from the top leaders of the gang, all the flying swords that the core personnel can gather will be destroyed. If you have to do tasks or rely on killing monsters to collect the flying swords, I am afraid that it will not be able to recover in less than half a year or a few months.

"It's impossible to get cheap. Look at the raw materials, drawings, ores, and other things in the Qiankun God Cult have, and it's okay to use them at a low price." Seeing Danjian Tingchao's face, I didn't want to ruin this business. Recently, my private collection has become a bit too wide. If I keep it in my hands, I'm afraid it will depreciate.

Tingchao's face cried and said, "I'll consider these things separately. Let me see what Qingniu has achieved recently!"

I put away the Dulong Zen Staff with a smile, pointed to the Seven Treasure Green Jade Buddha Sword, shouted loudly, catalyzing a green rainbow, and launched an attack first. The weapon in my hand was too strong, and even if I won, I would be embarrassed. We can talk about it in one bite, so we can get by.

"Damn, when did I even use the eighth-level flying sword and I was worried that the quality was too good?"

Dan Jian Tingchao is worthy of being the top expert on the Tianlist. Although the two sixth-level flying swords are really bad, under his exquisite sword skills, the sword is used into a circle, one big circle and the other small circle, which is cut layer by layer, endlessly. It prevents the wind and rain from defending the whole body, and swings my seven-treasure green jade Buddha sword.

"Qingniu, why do you use this thing? This Buddhist magic weapon does not match your mental method! Many surnames cannot be used!"

"Old Niu recently planned to convert to Buddhism and learn Buddhism. When you see me in the future, you can call Master Qingniu. Well, don't call Master Qingniu, I will kill people. "Pu! After all, the sword strikes that I lack sufficient cultivation. A flaw has emerged in one sentence. A gap that should not have appeared in the defensive sword circle. My old Niu waved his hand, and the green light transformed from the seven-treasure green jade Buddha sword drilled into it like a poisonous snake. You can break the defense of Jian Tingchao with one move and achieve victory. But Jian Tingchao's face showed a strange smile, as if he had to, and was a little proud, and the flames outside his body surged... "Are you planning to use the ability of the recent breakthrough?"
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