Wang Wuyun weighed it, although this battle axe was a little heavy in his hand now, but considering that his strength was still growing, it was estimated that as long as he absorbed the Ancestral God Crystal again, this battle axe would be easy to use again.

And the heavier the thing, the more powerful it will be after wielding, like the armor worn by the black army last time, it can guard against swords and arrows, but it definitely can't prevent this kind of heavy axe from chopping at close range, the weight of this thing is here, not to mention chopping, even if it is smashed up, it can smash people into serious injuries.

And this axe is not too conspicuous, for an ancestral god warrior, it is enough.

If he had carried such a handful of things on his back when he arrived at the barracks before, it is estimated that Xiong Fei and Match would have to weigh it before they wanted to find fault.

"The guest officer has good arm strength...... "I don't know when, the shopkeeper has already stood next to Wang Wuyin, and glanced at Wang Wuyun with amazed and envious eyes, I didn't expect Wang Wuyun's body to contain such a strong power, "This tomahawk weighs 280 pounds, there are not many people who can use it, sometimes people are picking weapons, weapons are also picking people, and it is not ......ordinary people who can be picked by it."

As the shopkeeper spoke, he complimented Wang Wuyun without a trace.

"How much does this battle axe cost?" asked Wang Wuyun.

"This battle axe is called Blue Wolf Howling Moon, it is a customized model, not a mass-produced product of an ordinary workshop, and it was also a trophy I received before, if the guest officer wants it, 120 ancestral god crystals ......"

"120 Ancestral Crystal Crystals, it's too expensive, if I want to add some money, I can customize a new one, cheaper, just 80 Ancestral Crystals......" Wang Wuyun also began to bargain.

"80 Ancestral Divine Crystals is too few, I can't collect more than this price, I will give one step, and it will be 115 Ancestral Divine Crystals!" the shopkeeper had a painful expression on his face.

"Okay, it's only 80 ancestral god crystals, I really want to go out of the city, this weapon can be picked up on the battlefield, why do you need to come to your store to buy it, if I don't buy it, I don't know how many years you have to put this battle axe here to eat gray ......"

After some bargaining, this Blue Wolf Howling Moon was finally bought by Wang Wuyun with 90 Ancestral God Crystals.

This Blue Wolf Howling Moon is okay, it's just that this thing is not unusual, it's just an ordinary weapon, and there should be a lot of battle axes similar to this Blue Wolf Howling Moon in other places in the Bafang Immortal Circle, it's just a matter of how many ancestral god crystals.

The "Ancestral Star Small Theater" shouldn't have brought itself here for such an ordinary thing, and it had cost so many robbers.

Wang Wuyun muttered in his heart, after setting the blue wolf howling moon, he continued to wander around the store, browsing on the shelves one by one, but the things on those shelves were nothing unusual in Wang Wuyun's eyes.

Could it be that the "Ancestral Star Small Theater" is joking with itself?

Impossible!

Is there a joke about this kind of thing?

Wang Wuyun turned this thought in his heart, and after turning a shelf with armor, he unconsciously came to an inconspicuous corner of the store.

There are also a lot of things piled up in this corner, and unlike those things placed on the shelves, the things piled up here are all placed in a haphazard manner, packed in several large wooden boxes, like stalls, thrown at random for anyone to choose.

The big guy can't fit in the wooden box, so the things left here are daggers, bracers, iron finger covers, and small knives and swords.

On top of these things, there is a layer of dust, and some gadgets are slightly chipped, damaged, and even rusty.

Next to those wooden boxes, there is also a sign - 5 ancestral god crystals for each of the things in the box, these things don't know whether they are poisonous, please wear gloves to choose to avoid scratches!

Next to the brand, there is also a pair of black leather gloves that make people disgusted when they look at it.

Wang Wuyun looked at it and grinned, he didn't have the habit of rummaging through the tatters, the things in the box were messy, and he was not interested in reading it.

However, just as Wang Wuyun was about to walk away, his gaze, inadvertently swept over a box, and suddenly saw something, which shocked his heart slightly, and he couldn't help but stop all of a sudden, and slowly came to the edge of the box.

Wang Wuyun took the leather gloves next to the box, put them on his hand, and then reached into the box and carried the thing inside the box out of the pile of swords, daggers and debris.

It was a string of throwing knives stuck in a holster, and it looked miserable.

The holster with the knife was badly damaged, and the holster was covered in black-brown stains and mud, dirty and torn, and it belonged to the garbage heap that no one would look at.

And the flying knives inserted in the holster are not smooth and dazzling, they are still black, covered with a layer of ash, and the surface of the flying knives is still pitted, uneven, this set of flying knives looks like the kind of blacksmith craftsman who has just learned the craft to create when he practiced, from head to toe, it is simple and ugly.

With such a knife stuck in such a holster, it is no wonder that the shopkeeper will dispose of it here as garbage.

And what attracted Wang Wuyun's attention was the flying knife in the holster.

Just now, Wang Wuyun just glanced at it, and his heart was shocked, because the pitted and uneven surface of the flying knife just reminded Wang Wuyun of a special artwork he had seen on the earth before.

The surface of that artwork is also like the set of flying knives in front of him, the surface is pitted and uneven, it looks ugly and inconspicuous, and this is exactly the effect that the master pursues, the potholes and unevenness, like the traces left by cavitation on the surface of meteoric iron, it seems to be rough and simple, but in fact it is ingenious, and it is extremely difficult to create.

There are nine flying knives in the holster, each of which looks ordinary and very ugly, and the pits on the surface of the flying knives are uneven, exactly the same as the artwork that Wang Wuyun had seen before.

Of course, it is impossible for the iron master on Earth to come to the Ancestral God Star, but the anti-traditional method of creating this "Fallen" is exactly the same.

Just seeing these flying knives, Wang Wuyun knew that this set of flying knives was by no means ordinary. The "Ancestral Star Small Theater" brought itself here, perhaps because of this set of flying knives.

I didn't expect the "Ancestral Star Small Theater" to have such a role.

Wang Wuyun held back the excitement in his heart, patted the dust on the leather case of the flying knife with his gloves, then took off the gloves, took the set of flying knives in his hand at will, and came to the counter.

"Boss, I want this set of throwing knives ......"

Seeing that even this kind of garbage was sold, the shopkeeper behind the counter immediately laughed on his face, "We actually have better products in our store......

"Okay, I don't need it for the time being, I'll use this set to practice my hands first, and I won't feel sorry if I break it or lose it......" Wang Wuyun said casually.

"Okay, the guest officer is really a person who understands!"

"There's no way, it's not easy for us to work hard to earn a few ancestral god crystals, so naturally we have to save some flowers!"

"It's inconvenient to hold this thing, do you want to wrap it up?" asked the shopkeeper thoughtfully.

"Well, just wrap it up for me first!"

The shopkeeper wrapped the set of flying knives in a coarse cloth bag, and Wang Wuyun happily ordered 95 pieces of ancestral god crystals, and then received the set of flying knives into the backpack, and then carried the blue wolf Xiaoyue on his back and walked out of the store.

Thinking of the set of mysterious flying knives he was carrying in his baggage, Wang Wuyun felt a little scratched in his heart, and he didn't delay the time, he walked on the street alone for half an hour, and after making sure that the shopkeeper who sold him something could not meet him again, he found a clean and refreshing inn in Bafang Xianfang, asked for a quiet courtyard, and stayed.

The reason why I want a small courtyard is because the rooms in the small courtyard are relatively independent, and no one will pay attention to any movement, and there will be no situation where the walls have ears.

As soon as Xiao Er of the inn left, Wang Wuyun was in the room, checked the room, and found that there was no problem, so he closed the door and couldn't wait to take the set of flying knives out of his backpack.