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Chapter two thousand two hundred and seventy-five

"Since that's the case, how about I produce fifty "Holy Lords"?"

Then, he smiled faintly.

Boom! It was like a big earthquake, and countless people were shocked.

The Saint Lord Pill is a pill that can enhance the strength of the Saint Lord realm figures. Each one can save the Saint Lord’s powerful people and absorb the energy of heaven and earth for several years. One pill alone is enough to make many people unable to afford it for the rest of their lives.

The man in purple actually wanted to take out fifty one breath! This was so amazing that many people doubted whether their ears were heard wrongly.

"Young Master..." The guards were also surprised, not understanding why the noble young master did this.

Fifty Saint Lords are simply a mountain of gold to exchange for a useless waste of firewood. It is too luxurious. The value of the two is not on the same level.

I used to think that the green donkey was really an ordinary donkey and was frustrated, and I couldn't help but look horrified.

Could this donkey have flowers?

Wang Teng also raised his eyebrows. Fifty Saint Realms are indeed very attractive. He had just broken into the Saint Realm. If he had so many elixirs, he might be able to break through again and reach the level of the first level of the Saint Realm. The man in purple is very rich and he is so generous.

Soon his expression returned to calm, he shook his head with a faint smile, and said, "Sorry, it's still far from enough. Even if you take out all your wealth, you can't exchange it."

He said it very firmly. Qingfu is his combat partner and is not measured by value at all.

The man in purple couldn't help but look gloomy. He bent over to buy the donkey beside Wang Teng. This kid dared not to agree. It was a shame for his identity.

"I'm afraid you can't help but have you ever been able to get the items I like."

At this moment, his tone slowed down a little, and a very dangerous fluctuation swept out, causing the temperature nearby to slowly drop, and many people were shocked.

This man's aura is too strong, and his words and actions can cause such great oppression. He must be a strong man who has been in the Saint Lord realm for many years.

Under this momentum, everyone felt like an ant, too small.

Zi Ling looked calm and didn't say much. She knew that Wang Teng could handle such a small thing.

Wang Teng put down the wine glass, ignored him at all, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the food on his own, treating him as air.

For such people, he is too lazy to care about his lips and tongue.

A terrible light suddenly shot out in the eyes of the man in purple. He was so brave that he dared to ignore him.

At that moment, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, revealing his white and grim teeth, and said, "I, Xia Wei, have been circling the starry sky for so many years, but no one has dared to ignore me. You are the first one. It seems that if I don't give you some color, you don't know how powerful I am!"

After saying that, with a loud bang, a purple seal formed in his hand, and it hit Wang Teng's dining table like a mountain, and it directly hit. The terrifying momentum pressed the air into an arc. If this blow was really hit, Wang Teng's dining table would inevitably become powder.

In front of so many people, this is no less than sacrificing Wang Teng's face, and he does not give him any kindness.

However, a coldness appeared in Wang Teng's eyes. In broad daylight, the other party wanted to buy and sell forcibly, but the other party was arrogant.

He was very indifferent to his actions, and he threw the chopsticks made of gold in his hand with his fingers.

With a buzzing sound! The chopsticks seemed to turn into an invincible spear, wrapped in an incomparable powerful energy. With a bang, they directly shot the purple seal and blew up like fireworks, dissipating without causing any damage to the table.

Wow! There was another uproar around, and many people were surprised.

The man in purple is so powerful that he wants to attack Wang Teng. Many people think that this boy who is dressed in a simple and has no background will suffer. No one expected that he could show such a move.

Just a chopstick, even if it is made of gold, it is no different from a wooden chopstick in front of the practitioners of their realm, and it is extremely fragile.

Even so, he could smash the seal of the man in purple at once, which shows how profound Wang Teng's strength is, and at the same time, his grasp of the force is extremely clever.

The guards who followed the man in purple before, who looked down on Wang Teng and his group, could not help but change their faces, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes. They knew clearly how powerful the young master was. Killing them was like slaughtering chickens and dogs. Wang Teng resolved the young master's attack with just one chopstick. Even if the young master just did it casually and did not exert much force, it was amazing.

They couldn't help but look at each other with admiration.

Finally I realized that this kid was not as simple as it seemed. No wonder he could be calm in front of the young master.

"Haha, it's interesting, it turns out that your strength is so great."

The man in purple was also stunned, and then laughed out loud, with a strange light emitting in his eyes.

Wang Teng didn't know what kind of martial arts he had practiced, but his aura was not revealed. He originally thought that he was just a bug that could be killed by casual use, but now it was a bit beyond his expectations.

However, he was more determined to fight in his heart! Only by pinching a person with good strength can he feel accomplished.

Otherwise, he would find it boring to bully an unknown boy.

"Since that's the case, then I'll see, what confidence do you have? You are so arrogant in front of me."

At this moment, the momentum overflowing from his body became even stronger, like a storm and rain, causing many people to fly out like wild grass.

Immediately afterwards, the man in purple made a seal on his chest, and this time he even made a big purple gold bowl, flowing endless auspicious light, and suppressed Wang Teng.

"Sacred Venerable Artifact?"

Zi Ling narrowed her eyes and said that this was obviously a holy weapon. On the large purple gold bowl, there were traces of energy falling, with amazing power.

At the level of the Saint Lord, weapons are already very rare. Having a Saint Lord weapon is enough to make many strong people afraid of it at the Saint Lord realm.

She didn't expect that the man in purple would be so cruel and used the Saint Venerable weapon when he came up. He clearly had no intention of hiding his hands. If Wang Teng was defeated, he would be broken by the bones and tendons to be broken by the shock, and he would vomit blood and die if he vomited.

"Sacred Venerable Artifact?"

However, Wang Teng smiled coldly. To others, such treasures may be unattainable, but to him, they are purely like cabbage. He obtained a treasure trove of weapons among the Saint Lord of the Luantian, and there were countless Saint Lords. The other party dared to compete with him, so he was overestimating his ability and showed off his skills.

When! The golden light is dazzling.

Wang Teng raised his hand and sacrificed a large golden tripod, which was half a meter in size, surrounded by dragon patterns. If it was made of a dragon, it would also be surrounded by the aura of the Saint, and the radiance of the sun shines brightly.
Chapter completed!
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