The items in the black market were one after another, and Yang Mucheng was already secretly feeling a little impatient.

"I knew that I should have sent troops to kill me directly, and I copied the black market...... This saves time waiting. ”

"Saint, there is movement in the black market!" Ye Wuheng said in a low voice, he glanced around, and there were faintly many pedestrians coming from all directions in the dark, although they looked aimless, but they were faintly encircled, and the target was where they were.

"That's?"

When he saw a black-clothed young man holding a long sword in his arms, his face couldn't help but change.

"Are those people?"

Just when Ye Wuheng was about to remind Yang Mucheng, something placed on the stage made everyone's breathing almost stop at this moment.

"Jade seal?"

"Oh my God, is that a jade seal?"

"The black market is so bold that you dare to auction the jade seal?"

The exclamations resounded in the black market.

Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and at this time, his Heavenly Son Qi Hope Technique was finally able to come into use. Just glanced at it lightly, and he showed a look of sudden realization. "A magic weapon, it's really a magic weapon, and it's also a mid-grade magic weapon of the spirit level!"

The voice of the auctioneer on the black market also sounded at the same time: "This is not a jade seal, but a mid-grade magic weapon of the spirit level." This magic weapon is called 'Heaven Turning Seal', and only internal strength martial artists can drive it. Injecting internal strength into it, this seal can grow to a diameter of seven or eight meters, generating a huge force of 3,600 catties. Even the powerhouses of the Tongmai realm can be killed! The starting price is 30,000 taels of silver!"

"Fifty thousand!"

"Fifty-five thousand!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, the auctions continued to resound.

Everyone shouted one after another, and in a blink of an eye, the price was raised to about 60,000, and it was only then that the sensational crowd calmed down a little.

"Three hundred thousand taels of silver!"

Yang Mucheng said lightly.

Rumble!

The crowd, which had almost just calmed down, boiled again. Their eyes were all towards Yang Mucheng's location. It must be known that the black market is full of high-ranking figures in the imperial city, but even so, 300,000 taels of silver is a huge amount for everyone present.

Now that an unknown kid has actually shouted such a high price, how can this not be shocking.

"Master, it's the kid who shouted the price!" At this time, a subordinate with sharp eyes found Yang Mucheng. He made a throat wipe motion with his hand and asked in a low voice, "Shall we do it now?"

Zhou Xianming smiled faintly and shook his head, "You don't need me to make a move, Zhao Han has already gone!"

The subordinate looked ahead, and sure enough, the black-clothed young man with a long sword in his arms was already slowly walking towards Yang Mucheng.

"Zhao Han, this name is quite familiar!" the subordinate wondered.

"Naturally familiar. Zhou Xianming glanced at his subordinates lightly: "Huo Yan, when he is the prime minister of the court, he is from the Qianye Sect." He has been cultivating in the Chiba Sect since he was a child, and his talent can only be regarded as average, and he only entered the martial arts in his thirties and became an internal martial artist. At the age of sixty or seventy, he has become a powerhouse of internal strength! And this Zhao Han is the most terrifying disciple of the Chiba Sect, and at the age of sixteen, he has already reached the perfection of internal strength. The swordsmanship is even more superb. The strength is far above Prime Minister Huo!"

Prime Minister Huo's eyes flashed with a trace of horror, he didn't expect this young man to be Prime Minister Huo's fellow disciple. Moreover, to achieve this kind of cultivation at such a young age!

However, why did they come to the Great Qianguo?

"Are they ......coming?" the next man paused, and a frightened thought flashed through his mind.

"That's right, they came to assassinate Yang Mucheng. The two disciples of the Chiba Sect died in the hands of Yang Mucheng, how could the Chiba Sect give up? Pitiful, that young emperor had not been in power for long before he had returned to the Western Heavens!" Zhou Xianming shook his head and said.

At this time, the black market was still shocked by Yang Mucheng's generosity.

Even the auctioneer was quite shocked, and glanced at Yang Mucheng in disbelief.

"It seems that no one is bidding, this earth-turning seal is mine!" Yang Mucheng laughed loudly.

"You're wrong, the Seal of the Heavens won't be sold to a dead man!"

At this time, Zhao Han had already come to Yang Mucheng's side. It wasn't until he was talking that the people in the black market realized that there was suddenly such a person around him. He stood there lightly, but the whole person was like a sword hidden in a sheath, which made people's scalp tingle.

And the aura on his body made many internal martial artists in the black market look stunned.

"The one who has perfect internal strength!"

Someone almost groaned and shouted.

Internal strength martial artists are extremely terrifying, and it is difficult to cultivate an internal strength martial artist. Not only does it require a lot of resources, but it also requires a lot of talent. For example, Prime Minister Huo is first-class, and it took him all his life to achieve the perfection of his internal strength, and now that this young man is so young, how terrifying should his talent and strength be?

"Oh?"

Yang Mucheng glanced at Zhao Han. Laughing: "Why?"

"Why? You killed Zhou Long, and now you are swaggering into the black market, do you think you are really invincible in the world? I think, you want to buy this earth-turning seal and use it against the Zhou family, right? Unfortunately, you don't have this opportunity!" Zhao Han said lightly.

"To deal with the Zhou family, why do I need to rely on the Heaven Turning Seal, I only need one sentence to completely destroy the Zhou family!" Yang Mucheng said disdainfully.

"What a big breath, I want to see how you can make the Zhou family ruin with one sentence?" Zhao Han didn't draw his sword, and pointed with the scabbard pointing forward, and suddenly brought a wind wave three or four meters high, and slapped towards Yang Mucheng. Ye Wuheng next to him trembled in his heart, and hurriedly blocked it with his body to block the gale.

Rumble!

The wind and waves hit Ye Wuheng's body, and this martial artist in the middle of internal strength flew out directly upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Your entourage has good strength, and you have actually reached the cultivation of the middle stage of internal strength. Zhao Han shook his head as he spoke, "But so what, it's still no match for my easy sword." You don't have the inner strength to be perfect, and you don't know the horror of the internal strength perfection!"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Han's eyes shot out a killing intent. With a finger of his right hand, the sword came out of its sheath and flew into the palm of his hand. In the next moment, the infinite sword light was already shooting towards Yang Mucheng's hole. I don't know what kind of sword technique he used, within a radius of ten meters, it was all covered by a sword light.

Everything around them was torn apart by this piece of sword light.

Feeling the horror of this move, the surrounding internal strength martial artists changed their faces one after another, and retreated into the distance.

"That's right, Han'er's rainstorm sword technique has been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng!" Zhao Han's master, Jian Wushuang, stroking his long beard proudly. "This sword technique is a spiritual level high-grade sword technique, it can blast out seven sword lights when it enters, and it can cut out twelve sword lights in an instant when it is small. It took me three years to master this set of rainstorm swordsmanship, but I didn't expect Han'er to enter Xiaocheng in just half a year! I joined forces with him, even if I didn't have to attack the palace at night, even if I entered the Jinluan Palace openly, it would be enough to kill the dog emperor!"

"Huh?"

Just when Jian Wushuang was secretly speaking, he looked towards Yang Mucheng. But I saw that this young man, whose whole body was almost shrouded by the rainstorm sword technique, not only did not show a look of horror, shock, and fear on his face, but there was a hidden disdain.

"Do you dare to be presumptuous in front of me?" Yang Mucheng raised his head slightly, "Today I will let you know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!"

At this moment, Yang Mucheng stood up abruptly and blasted towards Zhao Han with a punch.

Almost at the same time, Jian Wushuang seriously flashed a trace of consternation, and hurriedly shouted: "Han'er, be careful!

(End of chapter)