Super Treasure Hunter

One hundred times, what concept, one hundred times of five million, that's five hundred million!

A seemingly unremarkable sword turned out to be five hundred million in the middle of the week, which was more expensive than Huang Lang's Huanglong, and it was not a little bit more expensive, it was more than twice as expensive.

After Huang Lang heard the midweek quotation, he seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and even laughed in front of midweek.

"I said, did you throw your brain into the furnace and melt it together while refining the vessel? You don’t look at what you refined, and a pile of long swords made of broken copper and iron are also sold. Five hundred million, are you crazy or poor, or the money you took out before was cheated by this method."

"If that's the case, it would be a fate for you to live to this day. If you met me earlier, I'm afraid I would have killed you, a liar!"

Huang Lang not only mocked the middle of the week, but also degraded him vigorously, in order to highlight himself, and the three shots in the middle of the week dared to ask for 500 million yuan, and his Ssangyong was not only double enchanted but also cheap, it made him even more so. Human kindness.

"This kid really has broken his brain. Otherwise, how dare to say such bold words, he won't see where this is."

"That is, the entire Xiniu Hezhou is to be controlled by the Eight Desolation Sect. He, a foreigner, dares to speak to the elder lion of the Eight Desolation Sect. He is really impatient."

The crowd was chattering, but most of them felt stupid for the death-seeking behavior in the middle of the week. The Bahuangzong swindled the elders of the Bahuangzong's money. Even if the elder Chen gave him the money, they couldn’t wait for him. If you leave Xiniu Hezhou, you will be taken back by the people of the Bahuangzong.

The reception staff of the Eight Desolation Sect never thought that midweek would be so bold, and even dared to be so bold in front of Elder Chen.

"Boy, I think you did it on purpose. Do you know who he is? This is Elder Chen of our Eight Desolate Sect, who is also a refiner. Do you think your stuff can deceive Elder Chen?"

"You should take your broken sword and compare it yourself."

Faced with the reprimand from the reception staff of the Eight Desolate Sect, Midweek didn't take it to heart. Since no one wants to buy his own three cannons, he should go and compete with the fat man who bought Ssangyong.

The price offered in the middle of the week is definitely value-for-money. For triple-enchanted weapons, no matter how **** the materials are made, the triple-enchantment alone is far more than the price of 500 million.

Just when he picked up the Three Cannons in the middle of the week and was about to look for the fat man before, Elder Chen, who had not spoken, spoke up.

"Little friend, wait a minute, I am willing to pay 500 million for your weapon, and I hope that the little friend can cut love."

Elder Chen gave out 500 million to buy the three cannons refined in the middle of the week, not because he saw how powerful the three cannons in his hands were in the middle of the week, but he always felt that the person in the middle of the week was more interesting.

The skills used in refining this sword from the middle of the week and the look of Gu Jing Wubo's eyes in the middle of the week gave people an unfathomable feeling, and as a refiner, Elder Chen could clearly feel this.

That's why he was willing to spend 500 million to buy the Three Cannons in the middle of the week. At the same time, Elder Chen is actually guaranteed. After all, this is Xi Niu Hezhou, the site of his Eight Desolate Sect.

Elder Chen didn't believe that anyone who dared to trick him five hundred million yuan on his own territory would still be safe.

Stopped in the middle of the week, and then looked at Elder Chen.

"Even if you have a vision, I said that as long as the price I think is right, I will buy this three artillery. Since you are willing to pay this price, it will naturally be yours."

"Also, let me remind you that if you feel that this sword is not suitable for you and want to sell to others, don't be less than this number."

Zhou Zhong clenched his right hand and waved at Elder Chen. The meaning was not obvious, that is, he clearly told him that this sword was worth at least one billion.

The reception staff of the Bahuangzong glanced at Elder Chen.

"Elder Chen, do you really believe what he said?"

"Is this obviously a liar."

Elder Chen motioned to the reception staff to quickly take the three cannons in the middle of the week and compare them with the fat man to see if it was the three cannons or Huang Lang's Ssangyong better.

Although the reception staff were reluctant, they did not dare to go against Elder Chen's will. He cured the three shots from Mid-Zhou, and did not forget to warn Mid-Zhou with his eyes before leaving.

In the middle of the week, I assumed that I hadn't seen anything, and signaled the receptionist to quickly compare a result, and don't waste time.

Although the receptionist was reluctant, he still took three cannons and walked to the control field with the fat man before.

The two stood still, with radiant faces holding the twin dragons on their side, and they were not only holding a sword in the middle of the week, but more like his heirloom.

Then the fat man showed a set of sword moves. The Ssangyong danced in the fat man's hands, tracing beautiful arcs in the air, and the ink-colored ray of light moved with the sword body like a tulle slowly falling in the air. Lightness.

The fat man was very satisfied with the Ssangyong in his hand.

However, the reception staff of the Eight Desolation Sect was holding three cannons with a reluctant expression, and looked at the fat man expressionlessly and said.

"Quick move and quick decision, none of us can use our cultivation base, we can only compete with our physical strength."

The fat man nodded.

The reception staff of the Bahuangzong directly left the fat man with his sword. He felt that this fact was too embarrassing, so he wanted to end the battle as soon as possible and announce the result of the match.

The three cannons swept over the head of the receptionist from top to bottom, and slashed towards the fat man. The fat man carefully held the Shuanglong in his hand and lifted up against the three cannons.

With a ding sound, the two swords finally knocked together.

The smug fat man changed his face in an instant, watching the Ssangyong that he had sold for a high price of 200 million yuan was cut to pieces like this.

But since the reception staff of the Eight Desolation Sect had taken the shot, there was no hope for the three guns among the opponents, and without looking at the result after the sword, they would declare Huang Lang the victory.

But the surrounding suddenly became quiet, making him a little uncomfortable.

Before he could react, Elder Chen had reached his side with a stride, and snatched the three cannons from his hand.

Then the surrounding audience also reacted, and a shocking sound wave erupted from the mouth of the hall. Everyone grew up and looked at the three guns in Elder Chen's hand in disbelief.

Huang Lang couldn't believe his eyes. The materials he used were exactly the same as those used in the middle of the week, so he most understands how good a weapon can't be made with these materials alone, so he has to enchant the weapon twice.

But Zhou Zhong obviously didn't use any enchanting materials, but his three cannons cut off his double dragon so easily, which Huang Lang couldn't accept anyway.