Chapter 342: The threat of poisonous immortality, level nine soul-guided shells, blackmailing poisonous immortality
Faced with the overwhelming momentum of poisonous immortality, the old man still had no trace of nervousness on his face.
There was a smile on his lips, and his whole body was like a magic sword, with its edge clearly revealed.
Du Buushi narrowed his eyes and said: "Not bad swordsmanship, but I haven't seen such a swordsman in some years."
"Tell me, what kind of body is that? Martial arts genius?”
"It actually gives you the confidence to make a deal with this sect leader?"
The old man chuckled and said: "A master of the original martial soul with a brain and eyes, I wonder if the sect master is interested?"
"What did you say...?"
A look of shock flashed across Du Buushi's face, and the eyes of several elders on the side also changed slightly.
As we all know, the original martial soul is divided into levels.
The more important it is to oneself, the higher the level of the original martial spirit will be.
Like Long Aotian's skin martial soul, his whole self that can't be poisoned is the best among the main body martial arts.
And now this main body martial soul with brain and eyes is naturally one of the top existences among the main body martial souls.
Without the brain, it is impossible for a person to live.
Not to mention a brain plus eyes?
Du Bu Sita couldn't help but ask: "Where is he?"
An outstanding martial soul seedling naturally made Du Bu Sita unable to sit still.
You must know that the inheritance of the original martial soul still has not found a suitable successor.
This is the time when you are thirsty for talents.
He will not let go of any possible opportunity easily.
The old man smiled and said: "The sect master has not agreed to trade with me yet."
"As long as the sect leader is willing to devote some resources, I will naturally give you the news."
>Du Bu Shou's expression changed, and his eyes became dangerous, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Any ontological martial soul soul master naturally belongs to my Onto Sect, how dare you take my true body?" "Who gave you the courage to make a deal with this sect leader?"
"If you tell the truth honestly, this sect leader can still let you go down the mountain safely, otherwise..."
Du Bu Shou's tone was low, and an astonishing coercion swept through the entire hall, and several people beside him The elder is also ready to make a move.
It was as if the old man would be cut into pieces with just one order.
The old man's voice became colder, "Master Du, are you trying to use your power to overwhelm others and take advantage of others?"
Du Bushi sneered and said, "So what, an ordinary super fighter?" Just Luo, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with this sect leader?”
Du BuSi's plan was obvious. He wanted the information, but he didn't want to give it the money.
I have to say, this is very Ontology.
The old man sighed in his heart. Sure enough, the master had guessed it.
These bastards from the Noumenon Sect are really unreasonable at all.
Fortunately, the Lord had expected it.
The old man's eyes narrowed and he said sternly: "Master Poison, your Noumenon Sect is strong, but I'm not a freeloader."
"No one has ever had sex with me for free."
"That will happen from now on, let's go!"
After Du Buushi finished speaking, several elders rushed toward the old man almost at the same time.
The old man waved his hands, and a huge metal object appeared in front of him, and an indescribable sense of danger filled the air.
The elders who rushed toward them felt a strong sense of death surge into their hearts. They were startled and immediately ran back instinctively.
Du Buushi's expression changed, and he stood up suddenly, staring at the metal object in the old man's hand, with a bit of uncertainty in his eyes, "Nine-level fixed soul-guided cannonballs?"
Du Bu Shou was shocked. He never expected that this unknown person named Ning Chen would actually carry a level nine custom-installed soul-guided artillery shell with him.
The power of this thing is comparable to a limit blow.
What's more, at such a close distance, if it detonates, even he will be seriously injured, and the other elders will die on the spot.
Especially when the aftermath is released, the Noumenon Sect doesn't know how many disciples will be killed or injured.
Damn it, where did Ning Chen get the level nine soul-guided shells?
Is he from the Sun and Moon Empire?
But it doesn’t look like it, how could the Sun and Moon Empire have a sword cultivator with such pure sword intent.
This is clearly a pure soul master.
The poison won't kill me and I can't figure it out.
He stared at the old man for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Your Excellency Ning Chen, your reaction was too extreme. This sect leader was just joking with you."
The old man was cold. He snorted and said, "I hope it's better to be joking, otherwise I would really think that your Noumenon Sect can eat people without spitting out the bones."
Du Buushi's face darkened, but he looked at the ninth-level soul missiles, suppressing some of the unhappiness.
"Hahaha, Sir Ning Chen, you have misunderstood. Everyone knows that our Noumenon Sect is the most reasonable and it is impossible to do such a coercive thing."
"The poison is not dead," he said, haha.
"Humph, the world can judge whether the Ontology Sect is reasonable or not. Master Poison, don't talk about these deceitful people. Everyone has eyes and can see it. Let's just talk about the deal."< br>
The old man did not give any face to him, which made De Du Bu Sita somewhat embarrassed. Du Bu Shou immediately wanted to get angry, but seeing the increasingly powerful light on the ninth-level soul-guided cannonball, his eyes narrowed and he forcibly pulled out a Smiley face.
"Your Excellency Ning Chen, how should we talk about it?"
The old man is not exaggerating. If this place is not the headquarters of the Noumenon Sect, and the poison will not kill the rat, a ninth-level soul-guided cannonball can kill it. It cannot pose a fatal threat to such a strong man.
He thought about it and said: "I can reveal the detailed information about this martial soul genius. The Gui Guizong will need to pay two soul bones that are over 50,000 years old and 20 million gold soul coins."
"Impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Du Buushi waved his hand and refused, with a dark face: "Ning Chen, who do you think our Noumenon Sect is?"
"You think we are the royal family, do you have a treasury at home?"
"You really dare to speak."
"This sect leader tells you that at most one ten-thousand-year soul bone, plus one million gold soul coins."
The poison cannot be killed and it will be slashed with a knife. , almost cutting into the flesh.
The old man rolled his eyes and said: "Master Du, are you sending beggars?"
"I don't have this in you?"
"I've mobilized all my troops to come here, and you just want to give it to me with just this little thing?"
"Don't even think about it."
"Or do you think that a person with a brain Is a genius with an eye body worth just this much?”
“You’re too stingy.”
Du Buushi said with a dark face: “Then how much do you want, tell the truth. Let me tell you, your previous offer is impossible, our Noumenon Sect is not taken advantage of.”
The old man pretended to think for a moment, showed a look of pain, and said: "Just to show Master Poison some face, I will take a step back." Bone, plus 10 million gold soul coins.”
“Fuck you, it’s impossible.”
“At most, one thousand-year soul bone, plus 5 million gold soul coins. ”
Du Buushi retorted.
"Too little, at least two fifty thousand year old soul bones and five million gold soul coins are needed."
The old man said.
"Fuck you, it's impossible..."
...
The two bargained for a while, during which they kept scolding each other angrily.
In the end, the two reached a deal with a 50,000-year-old soul bone and three million gold soul coins.
Du BuShu said angrily: "Old man, you are still the first one who dares to rip off my sect leader." The old man said without giving up: "For an old man like you to be so picky, I am also the first one. See you next time. "
"What the hell are you talking about? Do you believe that this sect leader will destroy you?"
Du Bu Shi rolled up his sleeves.
"Come on, the worst we can do is perish together."
The old man activated his soul power, and the level nine soul-guided cannonball suddenly emitted a cold murderous aura.
Du BuShu's body trembled, and then he reluctantly put away his anger.
But he still said sarcastically: "A soul master can only threaten people with a soul guide. I really don't know where your pride as a super Douluo has gone. Are you really a soul master?" It’s a shame.”
The old man said disdainfully: “It’s you old people who are ashamed. Times have changed, and you will only be eliminated if you stick to the old ways.”
"As a strong man, you have to learn to accept new things. You know nothing."
"How dare you scold me, the sect leader?"
"Why did I scold you?"
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The two quarreled again, full of gunpowder.
After a long while, the poisonous man said with a dark face: "Old man, the terms have been negotiated, can you tell me where I am now?"
The old man said calmly: "Isn't the thing still there? You didn’t bring it, you pay with one hand and deliver it with the other hand.”
“Are you so damn afraid that the sect master won’t give you the money?” Du Buushi said angrily.
“With your Noumenon Sect’s style of conduct, it is not impossible.”
The old man said lightly.
"What the hell!"
Poison was so angry that he said to the elder beside him: "Go and get the things."
Not long after, a piece of 50,000-year-old soul bone was added Three million gold soul coins were sent over.
The old man glanced at it and accepted it with a smile.
Du Bu Shou endured the discomfort in his heart and urged: "Can you say it now?"
If it wasn't for the future of the Noumenon Sect and he didn't want to miss this genius, he wouldn't have endured it for so long.
The old man smiled slightly and said: "Of course you can, I am still very trustworthy in business."
"This genius with a brain and an eye body martial spirit is called Huo Yuhao, and he is now in Shrek City."
"Shrek City?"
"You mean that Shrek Academy has suppressed the genius of my Noumenon Sect?"
Du BuShu said suspiciously.
The old man said lightly: "I just said that he is in Shrek City. The rest is none of my business. You can think whatever you want."
"You are still playing with this sect leader? This?"
"I said, you are not here to sow discord, are you trying to stir up trouble between us and Shrek Academy?"
"You bastard is holding a ninth-level soul guide? Cannonball, aren’t you the grandson of the Sun and Moon Empire?”
"No, there are no such strong soul masters in the Sun and Moon Empire. Wait, you are not a spy who has taken refuge in the Sun and Moon Empire, are you?" Full of doubts.
The old man curled his lips and said: "What kind of piece of shit is the Sun and Moon Empire? Is it worthy of my loyalty?"
"Everything I said is true, that one is called Huo Yuhao is in Shrek City, and he does have some connections with Shrek Academy."
"Why should I trust you?"
Du BuShu questioned.
"I can swear by my martial spirit. If what I say is false, my martial spirit will be shattered and my cultivation will be lost." Wuhun made an oath.
Du Buushi was stunned.
I swear by my martial spirit, he has no reason not to believe it.
So, what the old man said is true?
Is the genius of his Noumenon Sect really in Shrek Academy?
"Damn Shrek Academy, you are so brave, you dare to touch even our Noumenon Sect people."
Du Bu Shou couldn't help but cursed angrily.
The old man's mouth twitched slightly, not wanting to stay any longer.
He glanced at Du Bu Shai and said: "The transaction has been completed. I will not disturb Master Du anymore and leave."
"Wait."
Du Bu Shai called out to the old man. , said: "Your Excellency Ning Chen, why don't you stay in our Noumenon Sect for a few more days, after all, you just came here after a long time."
"No, I still have something to do, so I won't bother the Poison Sect Master."
The old man raised the ninth-level soul-guided cannonball and retreated step by step.
Du Buushi frowned, but after all, he didn't stop him anymore.
Seeing the old man leaving the hall, an elder couldn't help but said: "Sect Master, are you really going to let that guy go?"
"No outsider has ever taken anything away from us. , let alone a soul bone."
Du Buushi's eyes flashed and he said: "It's not that easy to take away our things."
"Old Jin, take a few people to follow him. , when he leaves our Noumenon Sect’s station, we take the opportunity to intercept him.”
"Although the ninth-level soul-guided cannonball is powerful, it doesn't explode at our station, so that's it."
"Is it comparable to an extreme blow?"
"Hmph, that's fine too. Only those who can beat him will do.”
If it weren’t for being in the Noumenon Sect before, Du Bushu wouldn’t have wasted a single word with the old man.
A level nine soul-guided cannonball in an open area would not threaten him at all.
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The elders looked at each other and followed him out one after another.
Du Bu Si returned to his seat and sat down, tapping his fingers on the table, thoughtfully.
“Huo Yuhao, with his brain and eyes, must be a peerless genius, maybe even better than Aotian.”
“If such a genius can take back the sect, maybe the sect will be There will be successors in the future.”
"Shrek Academy, hum."
Du Buushi snorted and said: "Everyone in the world knows that the noumenon martial spirit soul master belongs to our noumenon sect, but they dare to take it for their own use without authorization. They simply don't give it to us. Noumenon Sect's face."
"It seems that we still need to find time to go to Shrek Academy."
"We, the disciples of Noumenon Sect, can't have it."< br>
“Our Noumenon Sect has not appeared for a long time. It seems that these guys from Shrek Academy have forgotten how powerful we are.”
"There is also the one hundred thousand year soul beast embryo of Mingde Hall, which will also be put on the agenda."
"The water on the one hundred thousand year soul beast embryo is too deep, Mingdetang cannot grasp it at all, or Let us come to Noumenon Sect."
Du Bu Shou murmured softly, with many thoughts in his mind.
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At the same time, after following the old man out of the Noumenon Sect, several elders of the Noumenon Sect chased him for hundreds of miles. After spending a lot of effort, they couldn't even catch half a person. No shadow was found.
"Where are the people?"
"Where is that bastard Ning Chen?"
An elder couldn't help but cursed loudly.
At this time, an elder in gray robes on the side said: "It seems that Ning Chen was well prepared and used a method unknown to us to get rid of us."
" There’s no need to chase. It’s a waste of time to chase anymore. It’s better to go back and recover.”
(End of this chapter)