Chapter 634: Sell unicorn

The colorful swordsmanship, full of weird sword styles, make everything look so eye-catching, everyone is attracted by this sword, even unable to extricate themselves.
The sword intent, like sea water, firmly locked Ye Feng's sword style, and couldn't escape at all, just when everyone thought Ye Feng would lose.
Ye Feng's long sword drilled out of a thin slit from a strange angle, and the terrifying sword aura instantly penetrated everything, and the man in black hadn't even had time to react.
"laugh!"
The sword aura entered the body, and the sharp sword aura scratched the man in black's wrist.
"Clang!"
The long knife in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the intense pain caused him to give up the long knife for the first time and save his palm. If not, the veins in his palm would be destroyed.
Everything happened so fast, almost between lightning and sparks, when everyone blinked, everything was over.
The sword intent disappeared, and the solidified space seemed to melt away all at once.
Everyone's eyes gathered on Ye Feng's face, and even wanted to see through Ye Feng. In the early stage of the little Shenwu First Heavy, she was able to wound Shenwu Fourth with one sword.
Looking at the wound on his wrist, the man in black seemed to have not recovered.
Instead!
A terrifying killing intent burst out of the man in black, like a billowing flood, flooding towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng stood in place without any action. If the other party wanted to kill him, even avoiding it was unnecessary.
The momentum came and went quickly, and suddenly disappeared when it was about to reach Ye Feng.
"Your concentration is very good. In the face of my pressure, you didn't change your face. I lost this sword. Let's go!"
The man in black withdrew his momentum, said coldly, and then walked out of the inn, when the sky was completely dark.
Wang Ziao and the others didn't seem to have reacted yet. The three men in black who were murderous just now left and were repelled by Ye Feng with a sword. All five felt that their thinking was short-circuited and couldn't accept it for a while.
The sword of killing disappeared, and Ye Feng slowly turned around.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ye Feng's mouth.
"Ye Feng, what's wrong with you!"
Wang Ziao held Ye Feng suddenly, his face full of guilt.
"It's okay, I was shocked by the other's momentum just now."
Although the man in black regained his momentum, he still shook Ye Feng, but the crisis was not a life. If the man in black wanted to kill Ye Feng, he could kill Ye Feng just now. I don't know why, and finally chose to retreat.
"Boss, take us to the room!"
The people in black retreated, and the remaining three guest rooms were naturally theirs.
"Haole, I'll take a few guest officials over!"
The shopkeeper stood out from behind the counter in fright, and tremblingly led Ye Feng and the others towards the attic.
There was no excitement to watch, and many people returned to the room dumbfoundedly. The scene that happened just now was quickly forgotten, but Ye Feng's sword had already been written down by someone with a heart, and even began to comprehend it.
That is a flying immortal outside the sky, only immortals can use that sword, it is also a peerless sword, I am afraid that no one can beat it.
The three rooms were quickly allocated. On average, there was a room for two people. Ye Feng and Wang Ziao were in the same room. Perhaps because of the shrinking, Wang Ziao's face had always been guilty.
When they were in Cangyuan, Ye Feng saved their lives. At a critical moment, they did not stand on the same line as Ye Feng. Now Ye Feng repelled the man in black with the help of one person, making Wang Ziao even faceless. With Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng..."
Wang Ziao rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed.
"I understand your scruples, needless to say!"
Ye Feng sat down cross-legged. He didn't have much healing medicine on his body for the time being. He could only rely on his own recuperation. It seemed that he had time to go out to buy some elixir and refine some healing pills.
"It's not that we are greedy for life and fear of death, but that our task has not been completed. Once we fail, it doesn't matter if we die, I am afraid it will hurt our family.
Wang Ziao had a helpless tone.
They are different from Ye Feng in that they all have family members. They were forced to join the Tang family because of the loneliness of the family. Unlike Ye Feng, Ye Feng is alone, without any scruples.
"rest early!"
Ye Feng still looked lukewarm, closed his eyes and ignored Wang Ziao.
"Ugh!"
Wang Ziao sighed and stopped talking. There was only one bed in the room, and the two of them could only meditate and recover their strength.
Outside the Mongolian city, in a forest, three dark shadows suddenly stopped.
"Brother, why don't we kill them."
A cold voice rang in the woods.
"There are so many people, not a place to kill."
A man in black who was wounded and wrapped up in a white cloth returned coldly.
"Hmph, when did our Reaper Organization be so useless and forced to retreat by a sword!"
The man in black who had not spoken seemed unwilling with a very angry tone.
"You mean I didn't kill them, you are very unwilling."
The man whose arm was bandaged was the man in black who was injured by Ye Feng, and the three of them were actually from the Death God organization.
In Qinli Zhongzhou, there is a mysterious organization that is responsible for killing people. As long as they can afford the price, there are no people they can't kill.
Ye Feng and the others are nameless pawns, how could they attract the attention of the of death, or even be stared at by the of death, this seems impossible, but the fact is here, some people don't want them to go to the Hengyan Mountains.
Because three people were injured, Yang Xin decided the next day to rest in Mongolia for three days, and three days later, he would set off.
Everyone had no opinion. On the next day, Yang Xin went to thank Ye Feng and thanked him for his life-saving grace. If it weren't for Ye Feng, he would have died in the hands of the man in black.
After a night of recovery, Ye Feng's injuries are almost healed, but Yang Xin and Xia Xuan need to rest for a few more days before they can fully recover.
"Ye Feng, where are you going!"
Watching Ye Feng leaving the inn, Wang Ziao asked.
"I'll go out!"
Ye Feng didn't explain. Wang Ziao knew that Ye Feng was still a bit estranged in his heart, so he couldn't keep asking, watching Ye Feng leave the inn.
Leaving the inn, Ye Feng went straight to the street, his body quickly submerged in the crowd.
The Mongolian City is not very big, but it is definitely not small, second only to the Fire City. It is full of exotic style. The warriors wear very sturdy clothes. They are basically made of animal skins, unlike Ye Feng.
"Excuse me, where can I change to the pill!"
Ye Feng stopped a passing warrior and asked.
"What do you want to buy?"
The warrior stopped and asked rhetorically.
"I want to sell some things, and I'm buying some pills."
Ye Feng then asked.
"Then you can go to Jumbo Pavilion, where not only collects various materials, but also sells various resources."
The warrior said the address by the way, and then left.
"Jumbo Pavilion."
Ye Feng muttered to himself, listening to this name, there seemed to be countless treasures.
Following the route provided by the warrior, Ye Feng walked for a while, and soon saw a huge attic with three large characters carved, which was the treasure pavilion.
The building is majestic and majestic. The first floor is a huge shop, which can accommodate thousands of people and is not too crowded.
This is the Treasure Pavilion, and warriors like to buy things here, and even some mercenaries who have collected the inner medicine of the elixir like to sell them to the Treasure Pavilion.
Without hesitation, Ye Feng walked toward the treasure pavilion, and found that the area inside was larger than he thought, and it was almost divided into several areas.
There are areas dedicated to acquisitions, and areas dedicated to sales.
Those responsible for the acquisition are divided into several parts, such as elixir, weapon, inner pill...
The sale area is also the same, divided into several directions, so that it is convenient for the warriors to come in, without blindly asking, this treasure pavilion is indeed the largest warrior trading market in Mongolia.
With a glance, Ye Feng quickly walked towards the area selling monsters.
The monster beast is full of treasures, whether it is inner alchemy or fur, it is a treasure, and the tibia of the monster beast is also a good material for refining tools.
"My son, what do you want to sell."
Seeing Ye Feng approaching, a man in his 30s who was responsible for acquiring the monster beast area asked politely.
"I want to sell the unicorn's unicorn."
Ye Feng took out the unicorn's unicorn and placed it on the table. After a while, a psychedelic scene appeared. In front of Ye Feng, a round of dreamlike scenes appeared.
"Shenwu's quadruple unicorn unicorn has successfully awakened its talent and supernatural powers. Let me inform the shopkeeper!"
The man in charge of the acquisition has sharp eyes, and he can tell at a glance that this is a unicorn of the Shenwu fourfold, and he has also awakened his talents and supernatural powers.
"Please!"
Ye Feng put away the unicorn unicorn and sat down peacefully.
Ye Feng has noticed since he came in. Generally, the monsters of Shenwu Second Level or so are traded here, and Shenwu Third Level are very rare. Like Ye Feng, he swaggered out the Shenwu Quadruple Unicorn Unicorn, which attracted no attention. Look less.
"This kid is crazy, Shenwu four-tier unicorn unicorn will also be sold."
Shenwu's four-fold single horn, its value is very high, if it can refine weapons, it is a magic weapon, Ye Feng actually wants to sell it.
"You don't understand this, he is just a little Shenwu Yizhong. I think he must have picked up this unicorn, so quickly change some useful resources, otherwise it will be a waste to stay in your hand."
Some people think that Ye Feng's unicorn was picked up, so he came here to exchange other resources for himself.
This kind of thinking is also understandable. Shenwu four-level monsters can be killed by at least two or more Shenwu four-level monsters. Ye Feng is only at the first level of Shenwu level, and they won’t believe it if they are killed. This unicorn is a unicorn. Ye Feng killed it and sold it.
In fact, they were right to guess, this unicorn was indeed not killed by Ye Feng, and Ye Feng just stole the fruits of Cangyuan Red Wolf.
After a dozen or so breathing hours, the man who had just left went back and forth, behind him was an old man who was about fifty.
"It's him, going to shoot the unicorn's unicorn."
The man pointed to Ye Feng and said immediately.