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Zhuang Dong is a person who is calm to the extreme, he is different from Yin Zhizhu, the two of them belong to two worlds. He just didn't expect that An Zheng would be so calm. Obviously he came to take revenge, but he could still sit here and drink with him, and ask him how much he received seriously.

"That's a fight, of course, and the price is high, even if I'm only one of the participants. ”

Zhuang Dong also laughed: "I might as well tell you, it's thirty gold spirit stones, adding a set of gold peak exercises, and adding a gold peak magic weapon." ”

An Zheng sighed: "The price is low. ”

Zhuang Dong: "At that time, I didn't know much about the market, and I didn't understand anything, so I won't do it now." ”

An Zheng stood up: "I'm fine, where are I going?"

Zhuang Dong pointed to the street outside: "It's good to be nearby, the shopkeeper didn't offend me, and he didn't give me money or owe me money, so don't hurt people." ”

He got up and politely made a gesture of please.

An Zheng walked out of the door, turned around and asked curiously: "You love money so much, if someone gives you a high enough price, will you kill yourself?"

Zhuang Dong was stunned, he actually thought seriously for a while: "It seems that he can't ...... It's not that I died and no one spent the money, but I didn't know how much to put on myself. ”

An argued: "I'll give you a price." ”

Zhuang Dong asked as he walked, "How much?"

An Zheng: "A purple artifact." ”

Zhuang shook his head: "Don't lie to me, I'm so valuable?"

An Zheng and him came out of the inn, and the sleepy-eyed shopkeeper raised his head and looked at it, as if he was a little impatient. After An Zheng and Zhuang moved out, he came over to seal the door panel again, and muttered: "I'm really sick, I don't sleep at night." ”

There was wind in the streets, rolling the ground and passing by, sending the sand into the distance.

An Zheng and Zhuang Dong stood facing each other, and Zhuang Dong asked An Zheng: "Do you think you can kill me?"

An Zheng asked, "Is there any problem?"

Zhuang Dong said: "I think you can be priced by yourself, if you are not my opponent, when I am about to be killed, you give me money, I will not kill you." ”

An Zheng laughed: "You are really a person with a bottom line." ”

Zhuang Dong snorted: "This is really a good way to make money, if I start chasing you from today, every time I raise the price for you, every time you use money to buy your own life, my income will be very stable." ”

An Zheng: "There are not many people like you. ”

Zhuang Dong sighed: "It seems that you don't plan to put a price on it." ”

An Zheng summoned the ice spirit and pointed at Zhuang Dong: "Come on, I'm still in a hurry to go back to the post station." ”

Zhuang Dong sighed: "It's a pity that I can't make money and make a move." ”

An rushed forward violently, and the ice spirit drew a straight line of ice. The golden light on the red priest's robe on Zhuang Dong's body flickered, which was the unique runic power of the Divine Society. The Youguo Shenhui may be the most paranoid sect in the pursuit of runes. The clothes they wear have been specially blessed by runes and have very magical powers.

An Zheng's ice line stabbed straight past, but Zhuang Dong didn't react at all, and he didn't dodge or dodge. The ice line pierced Zhuang Dong's body, and the red priest's robe flashed with golden light, and the ice line actually disappeared.

"That's it? Come on and on, I'm okay. ”

Zhuang Dong smiled and said to An Zheng: "It seems that I blamed Hayahu and them, and the price for them has risen a little high." Although your strength is more than the money they give, you are stupid. You actually think that with your current cultivation, you can kill me, so you have to pay a price. It's a pity, I killed them all, otherwise I could have gone back and talked to them, and I would have done it if I was given a little lower. I'm really depressed right now...... There is no money, there is no motivation to kill. ”

An Zheng's movements were extremely fast, and he didn't pay attention to what Zhuang Dong said. In this short period of time, the ice spirit stabbed out at least one hundred and thirty times. And the clothes on Zhuang Dong's body seem to be able to defuse the offensive caused by the power of cultivation, but they have no defense against the direct attack of magic weapons. So after An Zheng got close, every time he stabbed, Zhuang Dong took a shot to block it. Ann fought one hundred and thirty times, and he blocked one hundred and thirty times, and it didn't add up to a second.

A strong man in a small Manchu realm, a strong man in the realm of imprisoned desire, the speed of his shot is not at all something that ordinary people can see clearly.

"Weaker, come again. ”

Zhuang Dong beckoned to An Zheng: "I want to see if you can force me to fight back." ”

An Zheng's ice spirit slashed towards Zhuang Dong's neck, and King Zhuang Dong took a step back, avoided it, and then actually reached out to grab the ice spirit: "The thing is good, it looks valuable." ”

When his hand reached over, An Zheng saw clearly that he was wearing a black and gold glove on his hand. I don't know what material this glove is, but I didn't have any damage when I grabbed the ice spirit.

With a snap, Zhuang Dong grabbed Bing Spirit. The sharp blade of the ice spirit cut a string of sparks on the glove, and Zhuang Dong didn't change anything, still holding it tightly. The huge gap in the realm of cultivation made it impossible for An Zheng to take back the ice spirit.

Zhuang shook his head: "So stupid...... Looks like I'm really wrong about Haya Tiger. With your stupidity, I should accept 100,000 taels of gold. ”

Then he saw An Zheng and smiled weirdly: "Guess, have I killed anyone in Xiaomanjing?"

Zhuang Dong was stunned for a moment, and then saw a golden light flashing on the dagger he had snatched.

In an instant, eight holy fish scales appeared in front of An Zheng, followed by an explosion. A huge burst of fire pushed An Zheng backwards, and it didn't stop until it was a hundred meters away. And after the firelight disappeared, the red robe of the priest who pretended to be able to resist the attack of the power of cultivation was already torn. His face was like a black briquette, and his hair flew back. And the dagger that had been in his hand disappeared as if he had never gotten it.

The explosion of the gold spirit stone.

Zhuang Dong looked at the tattered clothes on his body, and his face was distorted: "You actually burst a gold spirit stone, do you know how much it is worth?"

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "I don't have the same way you make money, so I don't feel sorry for money." ”

Zhuang Dong's body was shocked, and pieces of his torn robe flew up. He took a step forward: "You successfully forced me to make a move." ”

Zhuang Dong is the cultivation of the small Manchu realm, and there are no shackles for distance. He and An Zheng were 100 meters apart, and they arrived in front of An Zheng in a trance, and the speed was staggering. His black-gold gloved hand grabbed An Zheng's neck, and An Zheng barely had time to react.

"Die!"

Zhuang Dong's hand squeezed violently, even if it was a piece of steel, it would be shattered by his grasp.

But no.

The green light flashed, and An Zheng disappeared. In the next second, from the top of Zhuang Dong's head, the Nine Demon Bells fell down quickly, like nine mountains superimposed on each other, falling heavily. Zhuang didn't have time to react, and raised his hands up.

The light on the two black-gold gloves flashed, and those two hands instantly transformed into palms dozens of meters long, and forcibly held the Nine Demon Bells. The Nine Demon Bells are purple magic weapons, and under the weight, Zhuang Dong's two arms are trembling violently.

"It's just Xiaoman!"

An Zheng swept up violently, and pressed his hands on the Nine Demon Bells. Thousands of lightning bolts in his two hands were injected into the Nine Demon Bells, and then shot down from the Nine Demon Bells like thousands of sharp arrows, all of which poured into Zhuang Dong's body. In an instant, Zhuang Dong's body was electrocuted and began to smoke.

An Zheng: "You Xiaoman is stronger than me, but I don't rely on the realm." ”

He took out the mountain and river ruler and inserted it into the Nine Demon Bells.

With a flash of golden light, Zhuang Dong had no way to resist under the suppression of the Nine Demon Bells, and was directly dragged into the world of mountains and rivers. Among the mountains and rivers, An Zheng once killed a strong man in a small Manchu realm. The night owl who did a lot of evil was killed by An Zheng in the mountains and rivers.

Zhuang Dong's face was hard to see, he never thought that the magic weapons in An Zheng's hand would emerge in an endless stream.

"If it weren't for those bells, what do you think you could do with me? This is the mountain and river ruler? If it weren't for those bells, you wouldn't have the ability to bring me into the mountains and rivers at all! If you have the ability to fight with me one-on-one, relying on magic weapons, what kind of ability is it?!"

Zhuang Dong roared towards An Zheng.

An Zheng shook his head: "You are already a cultivator of this level, why are you still so naïve." ”

With a sharp slam under his feet, the world in the mountains and rivers began to move. Zhuang Dong's body involuntarily rushed to the real side, he punched An Zheng is fist, and a strong light flashed on the black and gold gloves, this was the strongest blow of the cultivator of the Little Manchu Realm, and it was completely impossible for An Zheng to take it.

But An Zheng didn't plan to take ...... The world in the mountains and rivers is controlled by An Zheng, and here he lives. An Zheng suppressed the cultivation of Zhuang Dong Xiaomanjing with the purple magic weapon Nine Demon Bells, and then brought him into the world of mountains and rivers rulers. Anzheng only has five minutes, but five minutes is enough.

The ground moved as quickly as a conveyor belt, bringing Zhuang Dong to Anzheng's side, and the speed was extremely fast. Zhuang punched out, but the battle in front of him disappeared, replaced by a mountain with no peak in sight. Zhuang Dong's angry punch slammed into the mountain, almost directly opening a cave on the mountain. The power of this punch was terrifying enough, but He Shan didn't care.

The furious blow of the powerhouse of the Little Manchu Realm directly collapsed a corner of the mountain.

But here, Anzheng is God.

He appeared behind Zhuang Dong and put his foot on Zhuang Dong's back, and Zhuang Dong's body involuntarily threw himself forward and hit the mountain peak. As soon as he turned around, he saw An Zheng and then punched angrily. But when he punched, there was still a fight in front of him, and after the punch went out, there was a mountain in front of him.

An Zheng swept up in the air, his hands clasped together in mid-air.

Rumble!

The two mountains sandwich the same as the Zhuang Dong sandwiched between them. The two peaks collided and shattered, and large chunks of rubble tumbled down from above.

An fought for a split of his hands, and the two mutilated mountains moved backwards. In the rubble, Zhuang Dong, whose two hands were transformed into shields, stood there, but he was not killed.

An Zheng: "This glove is really good!"

He clasped his hands together again, and the two mountains collided again. Once, twice, three times, until the two mountains were completely submerged.

The light on Zhuang Dong's gloves had gradually faded, and his face was as white as paper.

"Wait a minute!"

When An Zheng was about to strike again, Zhuang Dong suddenly shouted: "I want to ask...... How much can I pay for my own life?"

An Zheng laughed: "You mean to say that although your realm is better than mine, you just can't beat me." So in the future, I can hunt you down if I have nothing to do, and then you spend money on your own life, so that I can have a stable income?"

The corners of Zhuang Dong's mouth twitched and said, "Yes...... You can negotiate the price of everything, how much my life is worth, you make a price. ”

An Zheng rushed forward: "Don't buy!"

Rumble!