Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

She is only twenty years old and has a pretty face. If it weren't for the strength of the battle armor on her body that is at least level 7, who would believe that this one is the city lord.

He is also the lord of Yutao City.

Does Yutao City have a city lord?

There was an uproar in the lobby.

Yutao City has become a ruin, how could there be a city owner.

"Leader, this is the person in charge of the lineage of the city lords of Yutao City, City Lord Xue Ning'er." Zhu Shenliang clasped his fists at He Yangsun and said, "My Zhu family has always been the guard family of the lineage of the city lords of Yutao City."

"City Master Xue has something important to tell the leader."

As he spoke, he looked at the red armored girl beside him.

As the deputy leader of the Yutao League, it is not easy to explain clearly when an outsider is brought here.

If this girl named Xue Ning'er can't say anything really important, then Zhu Shenliang will also withdraw from the Yutao League.

He Yangsun looked calm and looked at the girl in front of him.

He recognized this red armor, the Flowing Flame Armor.

It was the battle armor of the city lord of Yutao City back then.

However, the armor on the girl is not the usual Flowing Flame Armor, it is of higher quality.

With this set of armor, it is possible to say that she is the lord of Yutao City.

He Yangsun looked at himself, Xue Ning'er also looked at He Yangsun with bright eyes.

The younger generation is the first in a million miles.

If He Yangsun was not really strong enough, Xue Ning'er would not have come to see her in person.

"Master He, Su Yang, the deputy city lord of Mingwu City, the holy armor master, Yan Ke'er, the young city master, and the ninth-level puppet master have come to Yutao City together."

Xue Ning'er's words made the whole hall awe-inspiring and quiet.

A holy armor master and a ninth-level puppet master!

These two, with such strength, can completely sweep the entire ruins of Yutao City!

The ruins of Yutao City are nothing more than level nine ruins, and there are not many real strong people staying in them.

"Holy level?" Nalan Moran frowned, and looked at He Yangsun: "Brother, holy level is nothing in Dacheng, but it is a strong one in this ruin, why don't we retreat first?"

Exit the Yutao City Ruins.

Anyway, the treasure that the He family wanted has already been obtained.

Instead of staying here to face a powerful enemy, it is better to leave this place.

He invited He Yangsun to Yongming City a few days ago, but unfortunately He Yangsun did not agree.

"Even if the holy rank is in front, we don't even have the heart to fight, right?" He Yangsun shook his head, his eyes glistened with brilliance.

If there is only one person here, he may preserve himself and choose to give in.

But Master Han is here, what is he afraid of?

Master Han's war puppet, since he was still a trainee armor master, he has always forced himself to lose in ten moves.

Now that he is already at the eighth level of the Yupuppet Yujia Shuang, he is still sure to lose in ten moves.

I have also fought against the ninth-level powerhouses of the commercial firm, let alone ten moves, I can even beat them in a hundred moves.

In private, He Yangsun asked several ninth-level armor masters what kind of character could beat him with ten strokes.

Those ninth-level armor masters all said that only the holy level could suppress He Yangsun's ten-stroke defeat.

Holy class.

As I guessed, Master Han's war puppet must also be a saint.

In fact, Master Han has more than this war puppet in his hands.

He Yangsun has seen the golden bird next to Master Han burn half a mountain with its flames, and also seen the golden bead explode a mountain and sea with a single blow.

There is also the old man who claims to be the Five Elements, the strength he inadvertently displayed when teaching him the art of refining is definitely not inferior to the golden bird and the golden bead.

According to He Yangsun's guess, Master Han's strength is truly unfathomable.

Because Wu Xing always showed a trace of fear towards Master Han.

Master Han is at least stronger than the Five Elements.

Hearing that He Yangsun was about to fight the holy class, everyone in the hall had different expressions.

Many people had apprehensive looks on their faces.

There are a few others who are determined.

Nalan Moran frowned slightly.

Xue Ning'er's eyes lit up, and a look of appreciation appeared on her face.

"As expected of He Yangsun, even a saint would dare to fight."

She glanced around, and then looked at He Yangsun: "I have something to discuss with Leader He alone."

alone?

Everyone in the lobby looked at each other and walked out.

Zhu Shenliang also exited the lobby.

Only Nalan Moran stood there motionless.

Xue Ning'er turned her head, Nalan Moran raised her head: "Is there anything you want to talk to my brother alone?"

Xue Ning'er shook her head: "This matter can only be discussed with Chief He."

Her words made Nalan Moran stare.

He Yangsun waved his hand, and Nalan Moran walked out of the lobby with a snort.

"Tell me, what news does City Lord Xue want to tell me?" He Yangsun stood there, with a dignified aura that only a superior person had.

Unknowingly, He Yangsun, who is in charge of the transfer of massive wealth, already has such a bearing.

Xue Ning'er pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "I want to cooperate with Chief He to take out that battle gun."

"Only by controlling this spear can we resist the strong men in Mingwu City."

war gun.

Naturally, it was the battle gun suppressed under the ruins of Yutao City.

He Yangsun only knew about that battle gun after listening to Han Muye.

"How to cooperate, and how to distribute the battle guns?" He Yangsun looked at Xue Ning'er.

He Yangsun's answer was so straightforward that Xue Ning'er was slightly taken aback.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Ning'er said, "I have a way to activate the formation, but you need to control the black gold war puppet to enter the secret place and take out the battle gun."

"Only a black gold war puppet can enter the secret place."

"The black gold war puppet is the inheritance group that specialized in guarding the war gun back then."

Looking at He Yangsun, Xue Ning'er said in a low voice: "I know that your He family got a black gold war puppet."

The black gold war puppet is the war puppet that was sent to Master Han for research?

He Yangsun nodded, but did not speak.

Xue Ning'er talked a lot about how to cooperate, but she didn't say how to distribute the battle guns.

There is only one war gun.

Seeing He Yangsun looking at her calmly, Xue Ning'er was a little annoyed.

This guy is a strong man of the younger generation, but why is his demeanor the same as those old-fashioned guys?

She heard that the He family in Tacheng had risen recently, and that He Yangsun was powerful, but because of the distance and the cover of the Artifact Refiner Alliance, Xue Ning'er had no idea how huge the wealth He Yangsun held in his hands.

No matter how ordinary a person is, with such wealth in their hands, they will be trained to become a calm and calm person.

"If we get the battle gun, we can send it to Dacheng and sell it." Xue Ning'er took a deep breath, "My Xue family has fallen, and I can't control this battle gun."

She is telling the truth.

Treasures need matching strength.

She is the strongest in the Xue family now.

The seventh-level Armor Master is only the pinnacle.

With such strength, how could he be qualified to wield a battle gun that surpassed a god-level existence?

"I want the battle gun." He Yangsun's voice didn't have a trace of fluctuation.

"The price can be double what any big city bids."

Xue Ning'er raised her head, blankness and surprise flashed across her face.

But in the next moment, He Yangsun raised his hand and threw out a piece of golden paper.

"The Golden Book of Blood Contract, the top contract document in the Artifact Refiner Alliance, if you go back after signing it, you will be hunted down by the Armor Master Alliance, the Puppet Master Alliance and the Artifact Refiner Alliance in the entire galaxy universe."

He Yangsun signed his spirit pattern on the paper without hesitation.

Xue Ning'er was still confused, looked at the golden book, and muttered, "This piece of paper is probably worth 80 million yuan, what a luxury..."

...

Half an hour later, the golden book was delivered to Han Muye.

Nalan Moran looked at his half-brother standing respectfully, with a hint of curiosity on his face.

The master Han that the elder brother said is the key to the rise of the He family, the chief craftsman in Tacheng.

It's just a refiner, there are no strong refiners in the big city, even there are quite a few saint-level refiners.

But my eldest brother really respects this Master Han.

With the golden book contract, the transaction with the lord of the Yutao City is such a big deal that it has to be handed over to Master Han for review.

"Master Han, the battle gun Xue Ning'er mentioned should be the sky-killing battle gun you mentioned."

"I have already signed the contract, as long as the battle gun is taken out, I can win it."

Han Muye glanced at the golden book, with a smile on his face: "Now you are more and more proficient at hitting people with origin coins."

Shaking his head, he continued, "Do you know the price of such a war gun?"

Nalan Moran didn't know how precious that battle gun was.

But he was born in a big city, and he knows that many powerful treasures are priceless.

If this battle gun is sold, it must be worth at least one billion origin coins.

"Ten years ago, Baiyue City traded a Great Desolate War Puppet Sword, and the final price was one billion Yuan coins."

"The prehistoric war puppet from eight years ago was sold for eight billion origin coins, and the god-level craftsman winner also promised to refine three holy-level war puppets in exchange."

The few things He Yangsun said casually made Nalan Moran's eyes widen.

He didn't know anything about these things.

Han Muye nodded and squinted his eyes: "The value of this battle gun is ten times that of that Great Desolation War Puppet."

Ten times that of the Great Desolate War Puppet!

The prehistoric war puppet is eight billion origin coins plus three holy-level war puppets.

The three holy war puppets already cost nearly two billion origin coins, which means that the prehistoric war puppets cost at least ten billion origin coins.

That ten times, isn't it hundreds of billions of origin coins?

All the assets of the Nalan family could not be exchanged for 100 billion Yuan coins, not to mention that the contract signed by He Yangsun was doubled!

200 billion source coins!

How can this be taken out?

"Two hundred billion origin coins?" He Yangsun's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "That's not too expensive, I'm afraid that Xue Ning'er won't accept the origin coins and wants something else."

Han Muye laughed, and glanced at He Yangsun: "As long as you don't want you to marry her, everything else is easy, isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, put away the golden book, and then threw out a golden arm.

He Yangsun reached out to catch it, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Don't look, imitation, the real power is far behind," Han Muye chuckled: "It's almost like fooling those ordinary god-level craftsmen."

Nalan Moran didn't know how he got out of the courtyard.

A transaction worth 200 billion Origin Coins was just for fun, not serious.

An imitation arm of the Great Desolation War Puppet, which cannot be recognized by ordinary god-level craftsmen.

An ordinary god-level refiner?

God level, is it common to say that?

"Master Han's ability is not something you can imagine." He Yangsun in front of him stopped and turned to look at Nalan Moran, who was fascinated: "I don't care if my father marries another, and I recognize your younger brother, so I let you see it." My biggest secret."

After speaking, he walked straight out of the courtyard.

Biggest secret!

Nalan Moran suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened.

Master Han is the biggest secret of He Yangsun's rise!

Master Han is so powerful that it is unimaginable, and he owns unimaginable wealth.

Not only Master Han, but even his eldest brother possesses enormous strength beyond his imagination.

The wealth of hundreds of billions of origin coins can be decided so easily, how much wealth my eldest brother controls in his hands, I dare not think about it.

"I, Nalan Moran, have a big backer?" Nalan Moran stood there, grinning.

Come to the ruins of a small ninth-level city, and you can find such a big brother?

Seeing that He Yangsun had walked out of the small courtyard, Nalan Moran followed quickly.

...

Three days later, at the outskirts of the ruins of Yutao City.

Dozens of figures came quickly and crashed into the fog of the void.

"Hurry up, go to the He family's mansion, destroy the He family first, and get back the war puppet's arm."

A deep voice sounded, causing the clouds in the surrounding void to vibrate.

This is a strong man with at least eight levels of cultivation.

"This time, we will not only get back the arm of the puppet, but also take away the gun."

"It is said that the forces that put the war gun here back then have returned, and they are likely to take this war gun away."

An old man in a silver robe spoke softly with bright streamers in his eyes.

The girl beside him nodded, and the golden battle armor on her body shone, and a stream of light enveloped her entire body, rushing into the mist.

Only a moment after this team entered the mist, there was a roar resounding in front of them.

Dao lights and streamers splashed in all directions.

"The thirteen young masters of the Nalan family in Yongming City are here, and idlers stay away—"

With a loud shout, a thunderbolt fell down.

A war puppet wielded a golden long knife, cutting all the surrounding fog into pieces.

Grade eight!

In this ruins, the eighth-level powerhouse is already the top.

The rushing team of practitioners all stopped and turned to look at the silver-robed old man and the red-armored girl.

"Hmph, so what about the Nalan family in Yongming City, dare to block the way, are you looking for death?" The girl snorted coldly, the long knife in her hand gleaming.

"Young City Master, Yongming City is a big city in the void, and the Nalan family is a holy family, and there are many strong people among them." The old man beside the girl hurriedly spoke, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

Ayutthaya.

Holy family.

The girl froze for a moment, then looked up at Nalan Moran, who was wearing a blue and black battle armor and was tall and straight.

This guy is young, and his cultivation is not bad.

Among his peers, he should be regarded as the top.

Sure enough, he is a descendant of a holy family in the big city.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a little friend of the Nalan family." The silver-robed old man cupped his hands and said with a light smile, "Old man Su Yang, when he traveled to the Great Void City with fellow Daoist Nalande of the Nalan family, he still stayed in your family. In a few years."

Su Yang's words made Nalan Moran's expression change, and the arrogance on his face became relaxed: "So it's Senior Su Yang, I'm Nalan Moran, Nalande is my uncle."

His eyes fell on the girl next to Su Yang, and his eyes showed the astonishment that a rich man should have: "This girl doesn't know—"

Su Yang smiled and said, "This is Yan Ke'er, the young lord of Mingwu City."

Su Yang's words made the light in Nalan Moran's eyes shine even more.

Smiling and arching his hands, keeping his eyes on Yan Ke'er, Nalan Moran said, "I don't know what kind of treasure you all come here to find in the ruins?"

His words made Yan Ke'er frown slightly.

Su Yang's face remained unchanged, and he said loudly: "I understand the arm of a prehistoric war puppet in Wucheng."

The arm of the prehistoric war puppet.

A smile appeared on Nalan Moran's face, and he waved his hand.

A golden war puppet's arm fell in front of him.

"Is it this thing?"