Chapter 173： Whoever offends me will not be very well

"What a sharp knife!"

In Bai Ziyue's eyes, a sharp light flashed.

Fighting between warriors, strength, realm, speed, martial arts, and weapons can all play a key role in determining victory.

Regarding weapons, he had the experience of cutting off his saber in the early days. The long knife he chose was not bad. It was made of fine iron and made from 100 forgings. It was much better than the standard long knife.

But at this time, it was still easy, and it was cut off by the steward of the Nine Seals. It was enough to see that the advantage of the opponent's long sword was definitely a top-notch sword, a famous sword.

In terms of hardness, Bai Ziyue estimated that it was not much worse than the magic weapon flying sword on his body.

"Hey, this is the sabre that our battle hall master will replace. The whole body is made of meteorite from the sky, and it is matched with many spiritual materials. Not to mention that it is better than your ordinary battle knife, even if it is better than the empty sword in your hand. .

This knife was carefully forged for seven, seven forty-nine days, and it took only two days to become a knife. It is an honor for you to be lucky enough to die under this knife. "

The manager sneered, his eyes full of sorrow.

Fang Yuan's loud shout before, he naturally heard it really, knowing that Bai Ziyue's strength is not simple, but a rare inner strength martial artist.

But so what?

His own strength is not weak, it is the pinnacle of internal refining, otherwise it would not be possible to secure the position of manager of this weapon shop, and he has a peerless sword in his hand, and his self-confidence can be slashed even if he is in the internal force.

"This knife is good.

However, it is already mine. "

The more Bai Ziyue looked, the more satisfied he was, with a smile on his face, but his eyes suddenly became cold.

In the next moment, he shot out and quickly approached.

"dead!"

The manager of the Nine Seals screamed and raised it again to sweep down.

Just as the long sword was about to fall, a faint of doubt flashed through his eyes.

What about people?

"Although the knife is good, it also depends on who is in the hands to be able to exert its power.

You are still a bit short. "

As soon as he heard these words in his ears, he suddenly felt the pain in his neck.

Sweeping the corner of his eyes, he saw a severing knife on his neck, which plunged deeply, almost cutting off his entire head.

"You...he..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly let out his last breath and plunged directly into the boundless darkness.

"It really is a good knife."

Reaching out and grabbing it, Bai Ziyue couldn't help but feel a little delighted with the weight of his hand. When he looked at the blade, there was a black to extreme light in the darkness, but it felt shining.

With a flick of his hand, the blade trembles, cutting the air with a faint trembling sound.

"This knife weighs about two hundred and seventy kilograms. It is three feet and seven inches long. It has a wide blade and a sharp blade. It is not only surprisingly hard, but also flexible and not weak.

It is indeed not an exaggeration to say that it is a famous sword, a treasured sword.

At least for me at the moment, it is enough.

Comparing with the Gangmaster's Kongming Knife, it should be able to be used to become a first-class master. "

Bai Ziyue played it quite admiringly.

Although this knife weighs almost three hundred jin, it doesn't have any problems for him at all.

In his own domineering sword art, he needs this heavy long sword to be able to exert stronger power.

The previous knife, although it made it easy to handle, is still a bit lighter...

Then stepped into the storage compartment, Bai Ziyue did not care about the shimmering swords and other weapons placed on the ground. Most of these weapons are standard weapons, and they can be exchanged for at most ten or twenty taels. If they can be collected safely, he will fall. Will not give up.

However, during the fighting at this time, it was naturally a little out of place.

Therefore, Bai Ziyue directly selected a few weapons that were specially placed, a little higher, and better than his previous long knives. He carried a cloth bag on his back and left. Got out.

Of course, the money and other things on the corpse on the ground will naturally not be let go.

"Time is too late, retire!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came vaguely from the depths of the weapon shop, and immediately afterwards, Bai Ziyue heard the sound of a cracked house collapsing.

Giggle!

A series of torches were thrown onto the thatch on the roof.

The flame ignited instantly and then spread quickly.

Bai Ziyue quickly stopped searching. Quickly ran out of this courtyard, and soon came to a trail. At a glance, I saw a figure, carrying a lot of things on his back, rushing out quickly, and rushing to the road where he came. Figure.

Without hesitation, Bai Ziyue quickly followed.

Four or five minutes later, the group stopped on a hillside.

"It seems that only the four of us have returned alive, and everyone else has been buried in this operation."

Wang Peng looked back to the direction of the Jiuyin Weapon Shop. The fire spread, but no one appeared again.

"After all, the Nine Seals School is not a small force. Even in the Weapon Shop, there are many masters. It is quite good to have such a result."

One of the warriors who had been stabbed in the chest said in a sad tone.

However, what corresponded to his tone was the mountain-like backpack on his back, obviously a lot of money for weapons.

"By the way, I remember that Senior Brother Fang Yuan and Junior Brother Russell went to the most marginal courtyard with you. Why didn't they come back, but you..."

Suddenly, a warrior who looked a little thin and looked at Bai Ziyue without blinking.

Compared to two powerful internal martial artists, Bai Ziyue, an externally forged peak martial artist, had a smaller chance of surviving.

"We were out of luck. We ran into a steward of Jiuyin Weapon Workshop. Brother Luo and Brother Fang desperately died, but the steward was hit hard. Because of the weakest strength, I actually saved my life."

Bai Ziyue replied calmly.

"is it?"

He still had some suspicions in his heart, whether it was Russell or Fang Yuan, they weren't the kind of self-sacrificing generation.

If the strength of the stewardship is really strong, the first thing they will do is to retreat and leave, but they won't die.

"Otherwise, do you think I killed them both?"

Bai Ziyue looked over with cold eyes.

The icy gaze instantly made the person's heart cold, and there was a faint fear in his heart, followed by a surge of anger.

He is a warrior in the mid-stage of internal refining, could he still be afraid of an external forger?

"Well, no matter what, this operation finally ended perfectly. If we wait any longer, the masters who stayed behind at Junshan Iron Mine will come and we will leave as soon as possible."

Wang Peng snorted, glared at Bai Ziyue, then quickly turned around and hurried to the path.

Several other people are also sprinting, walking in this dense forest like walking on the ground.

Naturally, Bai Ziyue didn't say anything, and followed it calmly.

After half an hour, Bai Ziyue and his party smoothly returned under the city wall, and once again got into the city wall.

By this time, all the talents were truly relieved and became relaxed.

"Well, the task is over. Everyone who participated will have 300 points recorded in the book. You can go to the Internal Affairs Hall to collect them in a day.

Next, let it go.

Of course, if you don’t have a sales channel, you can find me for your gains, and you can definitely give you a fair price. "

Wang Peng also relaxed his vigilance at this time, and said with a smile.

"Thanks for the kindness of Wang Hufa. I have a close friend who happens to have channels in this area, so I won't stay much, and leave."

"Wang Hufa, there will be a period later."

Others spoke one after another, and couldn't wait to turn around and leave.

"Wang Hufa, goodbye!"

Bai Ziyue also arched his hands, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wang Peng.

"I don't know what Wang Hufa means?"

Bai Ziyue's heart tightened and looked at Wang Peng tightly.

"Hehe, don't be nervous.

For an old gang like me, Fang Yuan and Russell just opened their mouths, and I knew what it meant.

But I didn't expect that it was you who came back alive, so you do have some abilities.

Of course, I don’t want to care about the grievances between you.

It's the knife in your hand. I'm very interested. I'll ask for a price. "

Wang Peng smiled, and looked at Bai Ziyue's long knife between the waist and the scabbard without moving his eyes.

His eyes were always extremely harsh, even if only the hilt was exposed, he could still see the extraordinary features of the knife.

This knife is obviously what Bai Ziyue has gained in the Weapon Shop this time. It should be regarded as the best quality knife in the knife, and it will not be inferior to the Sabre in his hand. I can't help but feel a little tempted.

Collecting weapons has always been his hobby.

"I like this knife too, and I don't want to sell it."

Bai Ziyue shook his head and said.

"As far as I know, you didn't have you in this mission. In other words, you were temporarily inserted.

I think you should be very clear about this. If you can do this, your status will not be low.

If you are willing to sell this knife to me, I am willing to help you solve the troubles behind this.

I think this favor should be enough. "

Wang Peng spoke calmly, with a confident expression on his face.

A martial artist of the outer forging level, even if he has good talents, he is still one of the ten outstanding disciples of the inner group once every three years, but after all he has not yet grown up, and he has no backing. Offending a high-ranking figure in the inner group must be very important. difficult.

In his opinion, this condition was already enough to make Bai Ziyue tempted, and even willing to offer the long knife with both hands.

"It's not necessary anymore."

Bai Ziyue refused again.

The smile on Wang Peng's face froze, and he said in disbelief: "You are not afraid to offend me after offending the big man in the gang? You know, it is easy for me to embarrass you."

"I only know that what belongs to me, as long as I don't want to give it, no one wants to take it away."

Bai Ziyue's face was calm, there was a divine light in his eyes, and he whispered: "Whoever offends me will not be well."