Chapter 1190

"Zhao Yuande, I have written down this feeling!" Zhong Wuliang obviously saw a trace of disappointment in Zhao Yuande's eyes. He immediately knew that he had occupied this pill, which made the other party unhappy. He was not a person who liked to take advantage of small things. He immediately opened his mouth and left a promise.

"What did you say, Deacon? In fact, I wanted to give it to deacon, but I was..." Zhao Yuande picked his eyebrows, which means that he was robbed by the old guy above!

"Ha ha!" Zhong Wuliang smiled at this time, and his heart was also very happy.

"Don't be too proud. There are two other items. I don't believe you can beat the seven elders!" Lei Zhenzi was frosty. Seeing Zhao Yuande proud, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth in his heart.

Li Meier, standing behind Lei Zhenzi, is also secretly cursing Zhao Yuande in his heart at this time, hoping that he can't win the competition, otherwise he will become the other party's servant, and life and death can't be controlled by himself.

"Seven elders!" Lei Zhenzi turned to look at the seven elders, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Young Lord, don't worry, I'm sure!" the seven elders arched their hands and knew that the young Lord was going to be mad. If he lost this time. I'm afraid the little Lord who is valued by the old ancestor will wear small shoes when he goes back.

"Hmm!" Lei Zhenzi heard this, and then slowly calmed down his anger.

"Since the first one was lost to you, let's take out the second one, which is this sword!" the seventh elder took out the bronze sword suspected of being used by the mortal army in ancient times and dragged it in the palm of his hand.

"This sword? What do you say? Is it still a fairy treasure?" suddenly someone asked around curiously.

"Hurry up, activate this sword and show us its power!"

“……”

Seeing everyone's eyes focused, the seven elders slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

As soon as the sword was drawn out, a chill came out of the sword. Everyone only felt that the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped a few degrees.

"That's it? Just a little cold?"

"Impossible!"

"Don't worry, look at this!" the bronze long sword in the seven long veteran's hand was shocked, and the long sword suddenly burst into a light tremor.

Countless lights spread from the sword and projected into the air.

I don't know when a black-and-white picture scroll appeared in the air. A figure in the picture scroll is slowly giving out the sword!

He was very slow at first, but it contained endless mysteries. A single sword broke the void around him, and the world suddenly fell into darkness.

"This... This is a peerless sword technique,"

"Close!" the seven elders shook the long sword again, the black-and-white picture disappeared, and the sky returned to Qingming again.

"What's the matter, gentlemen? This is an inherited holy sword! If a sword master can figure out the sword moves, does anyone think it's like a sword?" the seven elders took the sword and gently stroked their long beard, with a look of satisfaction on their face.

"I'll pay 3.5 million yuan to buy this inheritance holy sword!" as soon as the voice of the seven long old saying fell, a voice came.

"Elder Bei, we have been friends for hundreds of years. How about selling me four million?"

"Four and a half million..."

"4.7 million..."

“……”

However, after a while, the inheritance holy sword was carried to 5.5 million by the people.

Just when the people still wanted to raise the price, the seven elders pressed their hands and said, "gentlemen, this thing will not be sold for the time being. After our gambling agreement is completed, I will give you a fair chance to buy it!"

"Good!"

Everyone shouted in unison!

Seeing that the other party had inspired this treasure, Zhao Yuande also felt sweat in his palm. Although he knew that his remaining two pieces were precious, he didn't know whether the value could be higher than the other party.

"This little friend, it's your turn!" the seven elders looked at Zhao Yuande with a confident smile.

"Boy, admit defeat quickly! The sword of the seven elders alone is worth five or six million. How can you compare it! Now admit defeat, I won't kill you, but let you be my servant!" Lei Zhenzi's voice is full of ridicule, and his voice is like an estrous male duck, which makes people feel very noisy.

Zhong Wuliang's emaciated face also showed a dignified color. He was worried about Zhao Yuande. If he really lost to the other party, he would risk his old face and ask zongmen's ancestors to rescue him.

"In that case, I'll make a fool of myself!" Zhao Yuande calmed his mood and took out the wooden sword supported by the flat peach tree.

"I have studied this sword before. The only outstanding thing is the Golden Eagle. It seems to be carved based on the golden winged ROC. It is lifelike. If the sword is useful to practitioners, that is to observe the eagle, it may be able to create a secret method."

"There's some truth! Since you know, why don't you buy it?"

"You forgot! There is a statue of a golden winged ROC in the Golden Eagle City, which is more lifelike than this. I have the mind to go to the Golden Eagle City to understand. Forget it. What do you waste this fairy jade for!"

"Reasonable! I've forgotten this!"

“……”

Listening to the comments of the people, Zhao Yuande couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth. These people still have some insight, but what they can't dream of is

He held the peach wood sword in his hand, then put his hand on the Golden Eagle protruding above, and then pulled down the carved lifelike golden eagle with a force of his palm.

The wooden sword broke into two sections with a click and fell directly to the ground.

"He... What is he going to do! Why did he destroy the wooden sword!"

"Alas! It's a pity that a good wooden sword might be able to ward off evil spirits if it was placed in the cave..."

When everyone was sorry, the Golden Eagle Statue held by Zhao Yuande trembled slightly.

Suddenly a cry that could pierce people's eardrums sounded in the field.

In particular, Zhao Yuande almost felt that his eardrum was torn alive. A huge pain came from his heart and almost made him fall on his back.

He suddenly felt that the statue of the golden eagle in his palm had become incomparably soft and hot.

He looked down and saw the statue in his hand. He didn't know when it came to life. He was staring at himself.

The golden bird turned into a statue is only the size of a palm, but when you look at yourself, the golden light shines directly in your eyes. If you don't win fast, you may shoot directly into your eyes.

Feeling the sound of the golden light cutting through the void, Zhao Yuande knew that if his eyes were shot by the golden light, he might directly become blind.

"What's this sound... That's when he had another bird in his hand! That's possible!"

"Incredible! Really incredible! A statue turned into a golden bird. There must be something big in it!"

"And the golden light. Such a young bird has such terrible golden light power. Is it already the realm of gods and beasts?"