Chapter 1862 You Can't Stop Me

Ye Xinghe's mouth curled up slightly.

This thing is Xuanhuang Coin.

At this time, Ye Xinghe took stock.

Most of the things were sold, and a total of 350 Xuanhuang coins were harvested.

The three items with the highest value were left behind.

One of them is a second-grade red fruit.

Secondly, there was a jet black dagger found in Zhou Yunhe's arms. He didn't know what grade of magic weapon it was.

Finally, there is a yellowed ancient secret book.

This secret book records a powerful sword technique that is close to magical power.

If it is refined to a profound level, its power is almost comparable to supernatural powers!

Ye Xinghe also saw that the prices of the remaining three items were too high.

This is no longer something the people here can bear.

He got up and packed up, preparing to go to the store area to sell.

This is a stall area, and most of the people have little money and limited affordability.

As for the shop area, there are shops opened by many large chambers of commerce and powerful forces with strong financial resources.

They can afford high prices.

Ye Xinghe packed up his things and was about to leave.

Suddenly, it felt like the sky was getting darker.

The sky was instantly covered with black clouds, and there was a howling wind in the ears.

There was an unspeakable cold feeling coming from behind.

There seemed to be some evil ghost lying behind him, whispering softly.

That sound seems to be able to enchant people.

A voice came coldly from behind: "Did I let you go?"

The voice was hoarse and dry, like iron scraping against each other, which made people feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Ye Xinghe lowered his head and saw the ground.

I don't know when, dozens of pale and cold ghost claws have been stretched out, firmly grasping his legs and feet.

The people around him had already stayed far away.

"Wu Shaoming is here, and his Yin Sha Divine Palm is much better than before!"

"Yes, he can actually bring this whole street into the range of his Yin evil palm with just one thought. He is indeed a first-class magical power!"

Ye Xinghe didn't look back, smiled slightly and said: "If I want to leave, can you stop me?"

At this time, a man in black robes was standing dozens of meters behind Ye Xinghe.

He was wearing a black cloak and had a thin figure. When a gust of wind came, he seemed to have only bones.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but there seemed to be two blue will-o'-the-wisps flying up and down where his eyes were.

Sun Xiangcheng gritted his teeth and said: "He is the eldest brother. He just broke my Yin Evil Palm with one palm!"

Wu Shaoming said in a hoarse voice: "Your Yin Evil Palm is just an inferior magical power. I modified it from the Yin Evil Divine Palm. Even if it is broken, it is not worth mentioning."

He stared at Ye Xinghe and said: "Boy, my Yin Evil Divine Palm is a first-class magical power. It can create a cold ghost realm. Just enjoy it!"

"You will have your heart devoured by thousands of ghosts and die, and you will suffer a lot before you die!"

Ye Xinghe laughed: "Really?"

He didn't move at all, but there was a flash of red light on his body.

The next moment, there was a 'boom'.

The dozens of white ghost claws clinging to his legs and feet were instantly shattered.

There seemed to be shrill ghostly cries coming from the ground.

The dark cloud was blown away!

Dozens of transparent innocent souls around him turned into nothingness!

Then, Ye Xinghe slapped his palm backwards.

Wu Shaoming screamed, as if struck by lightning, he took a few steps back.

The green will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes dimmed a lot in an instant, and it was obvious that he had been severely injured!

Wu Shaoming's face was full of horror.

"This man actually broke his Yin Evil Divine Palm without even making any movement. Could it be that his strength is several levels higher than mine? It's impossible!"

Sun Xiangcheng hurried over and said, "Brother, this kid."

"This kid is a piece of shit, you still have the fucking nerve to say that!"

Wu Shaoming breathed heavily, and suddenly slapped Sun Xiangcheng on the face.

He was beaten to the point where his brains were split open, and he fell to the ground without breathing.

He still couldn't understand his hatred at this time, and stepped hard on Sun Xiangcheng's head.

"If you hadn't caused trouble for me, why would I be here, how could I deal with such a tyrannical person, and how could I destroy my ten years of cultivation with one punch!"

Hearing his furious voice, everyone realized how much loss he had just suffered.

Not only was he seriously injured, but he was also punched and lost ten years of cultivation.

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

Wu Shaoming is a long-established master in Sword Qi City and has occupied this place for several years.

Killed countless strong men who coveted this place or were unruly.

The strength is really terrifying!

But this young man didn't even look back. He hit him with a casual palm and seriously injured him.

What kind of terrifying strength is this!

too strong!

When did such a strong person appear in the Servant Courtyard again?

Ye Xinghe still didn't look back at this time, and smiled slightly: "I told you, you can't stop me if I want to leave!"

A deep look of humiliation flashed in Wu Shaoming's eyes.

But he is also a person who knows how to advance and retreat. He gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I can't stop you. Thank you for showing mercy just now. This is just a petty thing and not respectful!"

After Wu Shaoming finished speaking, he took out an animal skin bag and threw it over.

There was a jingling sound inside, and it was obviously Xuanhuang coins.

Ye Xinghe took it casually.

Wu Shaoming is quite sensible here, so he doesn't intend to embarrass himself.

The most important thing now is to improve your strength instead of making enemies for yourself.

Ye Xinghe left directly, and he didn't even turn around from beginning to end.

So arrogant and domineering!

I sell you my entire back, what can you do?

In the eyes of the crowd in awe, Ye Xinghe slowly left.

After passing through several markets, he soon came to a prosperous street.

The streets were all built with white stones, and even contained spiritual power secretly.

On both sides were magnificent shops.

Ye Xinghe quickly chose a shop.

The shop was called Duobao Pavilion, and it looked quite grand.

He stepped in.

The scale of this shop has expanded, and there are many customers.

At this time, in the huge hall, there are dozens of people buying.

The hall is full of tall cabinets of various colors, lined up one after another.

There are quite a lot of treasures in it, some of which are of high level.

But Ye Xinghe took a glance and confirmed it.

At least, the quality of the things sold in this first floor cannot be compared with the black dagger in his hand.

It looks like it should be able to fetch a good price.

"I wonder if the guest wants to buy or sell something?"

A green-robed clerk came up and asked with a smile.

Ye Xinghe slightly showed his pitch-black short sword.

"Selling something."

The waiter was also a man who knew what was good, and quickly and enthusiastically welcomed him to the counter.

The waiter muttered a few words beside the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was all smiles.

"Sir, can I take a look at your things first?"

Ye Xinghe nodded.

After looking at his three things, the shopkeeper's eyes flashed with horror.

He thought to himself: "This pitch-black short sword is definitely not an ordinary item!" "If we add some gimmicks to our store, I'm afraid it can be sold at a high price of 800 Xuanhuang coins!"