Cultivator In Martial God World

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The onlookers who were eating melon fell silent for a moment, and their eyes widened in surprise.

No one would have thought that Yang Xuan would do this, nor would he have imagined that Yang Xuan was so courageous.

Even if he has Huisheng Wan in his hand, even if everyone calls him Boss Li, it can be said that he cannot change the fact that he is a Human Race.

Human Race is weak, Lyra is strong.

A small Human Race dared to slap the Lyra woman's hand directly, and did not leave any affection, which simply subverted their common sense.

You are too courageous, right?

Don't want to live anymore, do you?

At this moment, everyone has the same idea.

Duo'er was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

After a while, when she realized that something was wrong, a burst of great anger rushed on top of her head.

"You...courting death!" She gnashing teeth, killing intent in her eyes awe-inspiring.

The killing intent breeds crazily, but Yang Xuan remains unmoved at all. He just picked up the tickets from the booth and threw them directly on Doer.

The alliance currency of golden-bright and dazzling hit Doer, and then fell on the ground, silently.

Duo'er was stunned again. She felt that she had received extraordinary shame and humiliation for more than ten years of compulsory education.

At this moment, she is about to explode.

At this moment, Yang Xuan turned his head and asked Roddy: "Master Administrator, do I have the right not to sell to her."

"This..." Roddy said nothing. .

In this trading hall under the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, trading is free and protected by Ten Thousand Races laws. Yang Xuan sells whoever he wants to sell. In principle, there is really nothing wrong with it.

In desperation, he could only say: "Yes, you have the right to choose."

After speaking, he secretly gave Yang Xuan a thumbs up.

This kid is so courageous.

He secretly said in one's heart.

"Have you heard, please let me go, don't delay my business." Yang Xuan looked at Duoer and said indifferently.

"I...I killed you." Duo'er flushed with anger, and a powerful imposing manner emerged from his body, and he was about to shoot.

"This lady, it is forbidden to do hands on the trading floor." Roddy began to perform his duties and stood up and said seriously: "If you insist on doing things here, you will be punished and be punished. The Ten Thousand Races Alliance is listed as an unwelcome person."

Duoer froze.

A small Human Race is naturally okay, even if it is killed, no one will make it.

But the Ten Thousand Races Alliance is different. This is a real power organization. Once she is listed as an unpopular person, her future life will be greatly affected, which is troublesome.

After thinking for a long time, she was trembling with anger and could only endure this breath temporarily.

"You...you wait for me, I don't believe you will never leave the trading floor?"

After speaking, she waved up and picked up the money on the ground, turned and left. .

At this moment, Duoer's eyes are all murderous intention, and Yang Xuan has a desire to kill in her heart.

After Duo'er left, everyone looked at Yang Xuan with admiration.

But this kind of admiration is meaningful, basically equivalent to seeing dead people.

The cultivation base that Yang Xuan showed at this time was only human.

A small human class, or Human Race, dare to offend the Lyrae, not courting death?

With this idea, Yang Xuan's business will be very hot next.

I originally wanted to buy one or two, but now I have increased the purchase amount. If money is not allowed, I would hate to give it a round.

Nonsense, I won’t see anyone tomorrow. If I don’t buy it now, when will I wait?

Yang Xuan is also happy to see the result. Anyway, he just wants to sell for money, and it doesn't matter how much he sells.

In this way, it didn't take long for Yang Xuan's Huisheng pills to be sold, with only nearly a hundred pills left.

Yang Xuan did not sell any more, save a hundred for emergencies.

When everyone saw that they were out of stock, they started to disperse.

However, before leaving, they all cast sympathetic glances at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan disinclined to pay attention to, secretly counted the money in the ring, it was about 16 million, which is a huge sum of money.

With money, which piece of Yin Mingxin can finally buy, it is not a waste of work.

He didn't leave the trading floor either. After closing the stall, he walked directly to the Yunlan treasure house.

After entering the shop, he sighed slightly in relief.

That Yin Ming heart is still there.

"Man, help me install that dark heart."

Yang Xuan was too lazy to talk about buying strategies, walked over and spoke directly.

The man saw that it was Yang Xuan who was making a lot of noise. After a strange light flashed in his eyes, he said: "This dark heart needs three million alliance coins."

Yang Xuan I took out the money I had counted a long time ago and passed it directly.

After counting the coins with a machine that Yang Xuan had never seen before, he smiled suddenly.

Sell this deal, he can get a lot of commission.

"Wait a minute, I will help you pack things up." He said happily.

There is money to make, these legs and feet are a lot lighter, efficiently, the guy used a small transparent crystal box to install the heart of darkness.

The box seems to have the effect of isolating energy. After the heart of Yin Ming was put in, not even a trace of cold air escaped.

The man installed the heart of Yinming and prepared to hand the box to Yang Xuan.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Hold on, I want this heart of darkness."

Yang Xuan was taken aback.

What's the situation? robbing?

The pampered young master came out to play with the beautiful female relatives. The beauty fell in love with something. The pampered young master came out and snatched it from someone else. The Pomeranian smiled?

Then he slapped his face and pretended to be a **?

How could you meet such a clichéd bridge?

But when he turned his head around, he realized that he was thinking of something wrong.

Duo'er's gloomy face is covered with killing intents, making her originally pretty face appear to have several points of gloom.

Beside her, a tall, handsome Lyra man was looking towards him with a smile.

It turned out to be deliberately looking for fault.

Yang Xuan got it.

The guy was a little at a loss. He looked at the two Lyra people who came in, and then at Yang Xuan. Not knowing what to do appeared in his eyes.

On the one hand, the guests who have paid, on the other hand, the Lyrae who he cannot offend, and he caught in the middle is in a dilemma.

The piano man Shi Shiran came over that day and looked at the guy said with a slight smile: "How much? I bought it."

The guy subconsciously said: "Three Millions of Union Coins."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reacted incorrectly and quickly said: "I'm sorry, this item has been sold."

"He bought it. Is it?" The man turned his head and looked towards Yang Xuan, still with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Xuan laughed blankly, this is really a cliché plot.

But he didn’t have time to grind here, so he reached out and took the box from the man’s hand, indifferently said: "This thing already belongs to me. If you want to buy it, take out 300 million. ."

The man almost choked to death.

Three hundred million, the lion's open mouth is not enough to describe it.

The killing intent on Duo'er's face is heavier. If it weren't here, she would have done it directly.

The piano man laughed that day: "I have 300 million, but do you dare to take it?"

Yang Xuan flipped his wrist, and the box containing the Heart of Yin Ming had disappeared.

"Why not dare?" He said indifferently, and at the same time turned to walk outside.

"Wait." The man with Qin stopped him that day, and said: "Heart of Yin Ming, I want to buy a rejuvenating pill from you, maybe?"

"Yes, one million." Yang Xuan directly raised the price.

"You don't be fool enough to reject a face-saving offer." Doer scolded, completely disregarding the image of a lady.

The smile on the man's face disappeared that day, replaced by a touch of coldness, he said every word: "You really want to be our enemy?"