Mystic God-level Emperor System

This Fangtian painted halberd does not have the breath of rune branding on its body, which means that it is not a magic weapon at all! Just the most common weapon!

If there is no slip of the tongue in the system, only it can be called a spiritual material, and the rest of the divine soldiers who have been branded with runes are no longer among the spiritual materials.

"That's it! The spirit material of the ninth-level magic weapon!"

system way.

A flash of fire flashed in Su Han's eyes, and he stepped forward to remove the Fang Tian painted halberd.

"Su Han, the material of this Fangtian painted halberd is unique. The most powerful weapon craftsman in our country of Su thinks it is just a piece of scrap iron. You only have one chance to choose, so you better grasp it."

At some point, the old man stood behind Su Han and reminded him.

"Old Ancestor, why would the Master of Armaments call it scrap iron?"

Su Han asked.

"Because no master weaponsmith can leave a rune mark on it. Isn't this scrap iron? I put it here because it used to be my entry-level weapon."

The old man chuckled lightly, and there was a trace of exclamation in his eyes.

"I see."

Su Han nodded slightly.

"If you want a domineering soldier, this gun is not bad."

The old man casually pointed at a spear.

"Old Ancestor, I want this Fangtian Painting Halberd. Its value should be less than ten thousand taels?"

Su Han smiled and shook his head.

The old man was stunned, "It's really not worth much, otherwise I wouldn't be able to afford it when I was young, but... are you sure you want this Fangtian painted halberd?"

"Sure."

There was a trace of determination in Su Han's eyes.

You would be a fool not to take the spiritual material of the ninth-level magic weapon!

If Su Guo can invite the strongest magic weapon craftsman, he should be able to discover the extraordinaryness of this Fangtian painted halberd!

It's a pity that with Su's national strength, let alone the strongest, it is estimated that there will be no magic weapon craftsman who can build a fourth-level magic weapon.

"Okay, it's yours now, I hope you treat it well."

After a few breaths of silence, the old man nodded slowly.

At this moment, a group of people rushed over suddenly, Su Yin walked in the front with a gloomy expression, Lin Xun'er was on the left, and Su Zhiyuan was on the right.

"Su Han, put down the magic weapon in your hand, and leave the royal arsenal immediately."

Su Yin shouted coldly.

Su Zhiyuan looked at Su Han indifferently.

Lin Xun'er showed a hint of gloating.

"You were lukewarm to me back then, but now it's your retribution."

"Su Yin, it's been a custom since ancient times for me to come to the royal arsenal to collect weapons. Even if you are the prince, you have no right to stop me."

Su Han cast a sideways glance at Su Yin, then cupped his hands at the old man and said, "Old Ancestor, I'll be leaving first."

"Um."

The old man nodded slightly.

Seeing that Su Han didn't take himself seriously in front of so many royal children, Su Yin's face turned red all of a sudden, and he shouted angrily, "I'm the prince, so I have the right to stop you!"

"Eldest Prince, I advise you not to fight against the Crown Prince of this country. This is the next offense."

Su Zhiyuan said lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"I'm talking to Su Yin, what right do you have to interrupt?"

Su Han coldly shouted: "You are just the second daughter of Uncle Four, do you really think that you are the princess of your own country? Remember, you are just a side branch! You will never be a direct descendant!"

Hearing this, Su Zhiyuan felt as if a scar had been lifted, and she was so angry that she almost couldn't control herself!

"Zhiyuan, don't quarrel with him, since his cultivation base has been completely abolished, his verbal skill has been improving day by day."

Su Yin sneered, and his eyes fell on Su Han: "I will let you put down the magical weapon in your hand! Otherwise, I will personally teach you how to be a human today!"

"Bold!"

Before Su Han could make a sound, the old man who had been watching with cold eyes suddenly yelled loudly, his voice was like thunder and deafening.

"Grandfather?"

Su Yin looked at the old man in surprise.

The rest were also slightly surprised.

It seemed that this was the first time they had seen the royal patriarch get angry.

"According to the rules, Su Han is entitled to take one item worth less than ten thousand taels from the arsenal every month. Today he chose this Fang Tian's painted halberd, which is not even a magic weapon, and he did not violate the rules."

The old man said in a deep voice.

Fang Tian painted a halberd?

Only then did everyone notice this, and their expressions suddenly became weird. Even Su Yin was not so angry anymore. He looked at Fang Tian's painting halberd teasingly, and smiled at Su Han:

"Su Han, I didn't expect you to like picking up trash."

As soon as he said this, he didn't notice that the old man's face darkened instantly.

"If I like to pick up trash, what are you if you pick up trash that I don't even want?"

Su Han pouted at Lin Xun'er.

Lin Xun'er was taken aback for a moment, but then she reacted immediately, tears of anger almost burst out.

"Brother Prince, he insulted me three times and four times!"

"Su Han, are you courting death?"

Killing intent soared in Su Yin's eyes.

"Enough! The piece of garbage you are talking about was my entry-level weapon back then."

The old man said coldly.

Su Yin froze for a moment, then quickly clasped his hands and said with a sneer: "Old Ancestor, it's the junior who said something wrong, please calm down the old Ancestor."

The old man ignored him, but said to Su Han, "Let's go."

Su Yin's complexion changed slightly, but in the end she held back and didn't speak. Apart from being afraid of angering the old man again, it was also related to the fact that the Fang Tian painting halberd that Su Han took away was of no value at all.

"Old Ancestor, goodbye by fate."

Su Han smiled and nodded, carrying Fang Tian's painting halberd across the crowd.

At this moment, Xu Zhiyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Prince, even if it is an ordinary weapon, I will not allow it to fall into the hands of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I will take back this Fangtian painting halberd." of."

Su Han paused and looked at Su Zhiyuan.

The distance between the two is less than a foot at the moment.

Su Zhiyuan looked directly at Su Han, with a calm expression: "I am not targeting the First Prince, I hope the First Prince can understand the truth."

"Does it make sense? Okay, let me tell you."

Su Han chuckled lightly.

The next moment, he swung his right arm suddenly, and slapped Su Zhiyuan on the spot. The terrifying force made Su Zhiyuan fly out of the air.

boom!

Su Zhiyuan fell heavily on the ground, only to feel a sharp pain in her head, her eyes turned black, her right face swelled instantly, she no longer had the beauty before, she looked very embarrassed.

The atmosphere in the arsenal suddenly froze.

"That's my reasoning."

Su Han said lightly.

"Sister Zhiyuan!"

A child of the royal family showed fury on his face, and immediately punched Su Han.

He is at the fifth level of physical body.

Before doing it differently, he didn't dare to attack Su Han at all.

"The following guilty!"

Su Han laughed and punched him head-on.

The two fists met, and a terrifying force gushed out from Su Han's fist, breaking the arm of the royal child. The opponent's body was also knocked into the air by this force, and he fell heavily in the row behind him. Above the Divine Soldiers!

"Brother! Su Han, how dare you..."

The biological younger sister of the royal child was by her side. Seeing her brother being beaten like this, she immediately looked at Su Han with incomparable resentment.

boom!

Su Han slapped his backhand, most of the teeth in the woman's mouth were shattered, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out, and she passed out on the spot!

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Someone looked at Su Han in horror, and kept muttering.

There was an ominous premonition in everyone's hearts, Su Han's performance, how could his cultivation base be useless?

Now that the face has been torn apart today, Su Han cannot be allowed to take over again! Otherwise, everyone present here today will not have good fruit to eat!

A twenty-seven or eight-year-old young man with a gloomy look suddenly took out a dagger from his waist, rushed towards Su Han, and stabbed Su Han in the heart!

This person is a descendant of the royal family, as for his seniority, he should be of the same generation as Su Han, but he is more than ten years older than Su Han!

His cultivation base is not low, higher than Su Zhiyuan, and he is already at the seventh level of the physical body. With all his strength, his speed is extremely fast, and he came in front of Su Han in an instant.

"If you don't die, I will be unlucky! So go die!"

The young man's expression was ferocious.

Su Han frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the young man's arm with incomparable precision.

Then, in front of his terrified face, he folded his backhand, and the dagger in the young man's hand directly pierced his heart.

"you……"

The young man pointed at Su Han dumbfounded, the vitality in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he fell to the ground with a bang!

"Suicide."

Su Han smiled.

The crowd no longer dared to move forward, they looked at Su Han with fear in their eyes!

At this time, they finally recalled how humble they were in front of Su Han back then!

Su Yin was calm on the surface, but she was shocked in her heart.

How can a person whose martial arts fire has withered and his cultivation has fallen to the first level of the physical body, have such means!

"Su Han's cultivation has not been abolished! He has not been abolished!"

Su Yin's heart was full of shock and anger, and his thoughts kept turning sharply!

At this moment, Su Zhiyuan, who had been beaten by Su Han, finally came back to her senses. Seeing Su Han with her back turned to her, she covered her face and kicked Su Han.

"Dare to come!"

Su Han shouted loudly, and dropped a knife with his backhand!

Click!

"ah!!"

Su Zhiyuan screamed and fell to the ground hugging her knees.

Everyone clearly saw that the bones on her knees had pierced through the flesh and blood, and were exposed to the air!

How can the power of two images be resisted by ordinary physical warriors?

From the beginning to the end, the old man stood aside and watched without saying a word.

"Su Han, you murdered your fellow clan in the palace today and killed Su Bo, the son of Marquis Shenwu. As the crown prince, I must punish you for your crime!"

Su Yin shouted sternly.

"Who killed the son of Marquis Shenwu?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

When everyone heard this, their faces showed joy.

"Queen!"

"Queen!"

An extraordinary, graceful and luxurious woman walked towards the crowd slowly.

Beside her, there were countless eunuchs and court ladies.

The most eye-catching one is Su Guodong Factory Superintendent Li Mingye, this is a master of fetal breath, and also the loyal old dog by the queen's side!

"It's this poisonous woman."

Su Han looked at the woman in front of him, with a flash of hatred in his eyes.

Nangong Yu'er glanced at the dead body on the ground, and then sternly shouted at Su Han: "Prince, it is taboo to mutilate your own family among the royal family. I don't need to send you to the court, but I can execute you. Eunuch Li, take took his head."

"Yes, Queen!"

Li Mingye smiled slightly, holding a flower in his hand, and saw a burst of true energy flying out of his hand, turning into a blade, and slashing towards Su Han's neck like lightning.

Fetal Breathing Realm!

Infuriating through the body!

Su Han's entire back felt a chill, and his eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness. He planned to rely on his physical strength to forcibly resist the means of fetal breath!

"Who dares to mess around in my arsenal!"

The old man suddenly uttered a loud shout, swung his fist to disperse the condensed qi on the blade, and stood in front of Su Han, staring straight at Nangong Yu'er and Li Mingye.

"Grandfather?"

Only then did Nangong Yu'er notice the existence of the old man, her heart skipped a beat. Li Mingye also gasped, and hurriedly lowered his head, as if in front of him was a very terrifying scourge!