Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System - Chapter 609
At this moment, several powerful air machines swept across the place, and after a heavy meal on several people’s bodies, they left again.
Everyone immediately understood that at this moment, the Qingwei action was imminent, and there were countless masters on the site of the Temple of Evil…
This big boss in charge of public security is warning them that there is a peaceful resolution of conflicts and no fights.
Seeing this, Cheng Yingsheng and others were even more unscrupulous.
Within the rules and power, they are local local snakes, and some have ways to deal with Chen Xuan.
“Master Cheng’s father is the elder of Zhenxie Palace, who is in charge of managing the transactions of all the stores on the site of Zhenxie Palace… Chen Xuan, since Master Cheng has spoken, stop daydreaming.”
“Yes, sincerely apologize, Cheng Gongzi may let you go.”
Both Qinger and Xiaolongnu were a little angry.
“You guys are too dirty, shopkeeper Wang, what do you say?” Qing’er said.
“Most of the stores under my Treasure Pavilion are on the site of Zhenxie Hall… Miss Qing’er, if something goes wrong, this old man can’t take this responsibility.”
Qinger was speechless, Cheng Yingsheng was the culprit, and shopkeeper Wang was already in a dilemma, so she naturally wouldn’t take anger at shopkeeper Wang.
“Cheng Yingsheng, you are bullying others like this, I will definitely tell my father about it and let him mention it to the Hall Master Zhenxie…” Qing’er said angrily.
Cheng Yingsheng and the others were startled.
Qing’er’s father is the master of the White Horse Hall, and his status is respected… and one of the fourteen strongest people in the Zhenwu region.
If he speaks, the Cheng family will be very passive.
But as if thinking of something, Cheng Yingsheng snorted coldly: “So what? Miss Qing’er, your background is not small, but compared to the energy of the Holy Son of Chen Yan, it’s still far behind, right?”
“Besides, the hall master of Zhenxie Palace doesn’t pay attention to other things except to clear the monsters. You threaten me with him, it doesn’t seem to work.”
Seeing that Cheng Yingsheng decided to go with Chen Yan, Qinger was helpless.
“Chen Xuan, otherwise, I’ll take you to other big stores?”
“No need, I think this evil sword spirit is pretty good, I like it very much.” Chen Xuandao.
“Stubborn.” Cheng Yingsheng snorted coldly, and he said in a commanding tone, “Treasurer Wang, why don’t you present the sword spirit? Sir, can you afford to delay my time?”
At this moment, like a flash of lightning, a figure appeared in front of everyone.
Before everyone could see the face of the person coming, a slap in the face was slapped on Cheng Yingsheng’s cheek.
boom.
Cheng Yingsheng fell hard outside the hall.
“Evil son!”
Cheng Qi was so arrogant that his beard and hair were stretched out.
“Father, why did you hit me?” Cheng Yingsheng was kicked away as soon as he got up.
He fell heavily against the wall and rolled a few times on the ground.
“Niezi, I told you to cultivate well. You idle around all day, and hang out with such infamous people as Chen Yan. See if I don’t break your legs.”
Cheng Qi was slapped again, Cheng Yingsheng flew out a few hundred meters and crashed into a wall.
Cheng Qiyi waved his hand, and Cheng Yingsheng was brought back. He was slapped again, and Cheng Yingsheng was slapped away again.
After going back and forth for more than a dozen times, Cheng Yingsheng’s cultivation level was not low, but his entire face was swollen like a pig’s head.
Everyone was stunned.
Shopkeeper Wang was shocked. He never imagined that Cheng Qi, the powerful elder of Zhenxie Hall, would teach his own son a lesson for Chen Xuan.
Several of Cheng Yingsheng’s valet ran away, but before they could run far, they were pulled back by Cheng Qi and beaten violently.
“These slaps, I educated you for your parents.”
“All kneel.”
Cheng Yingsheng and others lined up and knelt in front of the door.
Cheng Qi walked into the store and seemed to find Chen Xuan in general: “Hey, brother Chen Xuan, are you here too? Hey, the family is unfortunate, and brother Chen laughed.”
“Yeah, your son stopped me from buying the sword spirit, and I have nothing to do.” Chen Xuan said lightly.
“Hey…” Cheng Qi seemed to be startled, “Niezi offended Brother Chen? See if I don’t break his legs.”
Saying that, he walked out aggressively.
“Elder Cheng, if you fight again, you will die.” Qing’er saw that several people were all bruised and bloodstained, and she couldn’t bear it, so she quickly stopped.
“This wicked son, he is idle all day long, so it’s just right to kill him.” Cheng Qi said angrily.
He seemed to think of something, and asked, “The shopkeeper, what does brother Chen Xuan want to buy?”
Shopkeeper Wang hurriedly stepped forward: “My lord, Young Master Chen has taken a fancy to the ‘Zhenxie’ sword spirit and is about to buy it, how do you know…”
“How much?” Cheng Qi interrupted him and asked.
“Two billion yuan of marrow.”
Cheng Qi threw out a storage bag: “Since brother Chen Xuan likes it, then I will buy it for my brother…”
Cheng Qi took the jade box, opened it, took a look, and sighed: “It’s the sword spirit of my old friend Feng Zheng… Chen Xuan, the characteristics of this sword spirit are very rare, just right for you, I hope you can create a magic weapon. , to help you kill thousands of strange creatures.”
He handed the jade box to Chen Xuan.
“Elder Cheng, why is this so embarrassing?” Chen Xuan hurriedly pushed gently.
Cheng Qi pushed the jade box to Chen Xuan: “This sword spirit can only reflect its value in the hands of Brother Chen.”
“Two billion, it’s too precious, I can’t have it…” Chen Xuan pushed the jade box lightly again.
“What do you say, brother, if you feel satisfied, you might as well cast more enchanted weapons for the Temple of Evil…”
“Then, it will be disrespectful.” Chen Xuan stuffed the jade box into the storage space.
Bought a batch of materials before and spent the essence, and now he is almost penniless…
Thanks to Cheng Qi for sending him, otherwise, he can only write down first, and go back to work day and night for a few days to save enough essence.
“Hahaha…” Seeing Chen Xuan’s subordinates, Cheng Qi laughed happily. “Then I won’t disturb my brother. I’ll send the evil son back to face the wall first.”
“Walk slowly.”
Xiao Longnv and Qing’er breathed a sigh of relief when Cheng Qijuan left.
Qing’er wondered: “Chen Xuan, why is Elder Cheng so friendly to you?”
Xiaolongnu also smiled and said, “Chen Xuan, it seems that you have also emerged in this real martial arts domain.”
“I see, Elder Cheng is good at teaching his son. He is using me to teach his son. Let’s go back.”
Chen Xuan bought all the materials and sword spirit, and was delighted.
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Cheng family.
“Father, you have always loved me so much, why are you taking such a heavy hand today?” Cheng Yingsheng cried.
“Baby, you are confused.” Cheng Qi changed his father’s face.
“Chen Xuan is a great enchanter, and his output alone can be worth hundreds of people… Do you know how important he is to our Temple of Evil?”
“You are the real power elder of Zhenxie Hall. Even if he is important, you don’t need to condescend to please, right? I don’t know, do you think you are his son?” Cheng Yingsheng said.
“Baby, you are short-sighted. Do you think this Chen Xuan is still the little-known envoy of the small world?” Cheng Qi taught her a lesson.
“I tell you for my father, he is by no means an ordinary person.”
“Why are you so optimistic about him?” Cheng Yingsheng disagreed.
“Just because Chen Yan has lost in his hands over and over again… A son of luck, he is invincible in the world, but he has been defeated over and over again… How perverted this person is, you still can’t see it. Are you there? The fight between the two of them has already alarmed the Immortal King… Some of the palace masters are also paying attention to this matter. We can’t mess with Chen Xuan now.”
“Father, is there someone who is more powerful than the power of luck?” Cheng Yingsheng asked in shock.
“Yes and no.”
“What’s the meaning?”
“I’m really in the splendid realm of the Martial Realm. It would be amazing to have a child of luck in ten thousand years. If there is a more terrifying Tianjiao, it is the ‘Son of Heaven’ who is favored by the Tao of Heaven, and only one born in hundreds of thousands of years. The Son of Heaven’s Chosen has never existed in Zhenwuyu.”
“That fellow Chen Xuan… the son of heaven?” Cheng Yingsheng’s eyes widened in shock.