Absolute Martial God Emperor

Chapter 86 The frog at the bottom of the well!

"Explanation?" Mo Wufeng suddenly smiled: "What explanation do you want?"

"It's very simple, kneel down to my teacher's work and apologize in public!" Chen Xiao pointed to the spiritual weapons hanging on the wall behind him, and sneered.

Didn't Mo Wufeng say that these spirit weapons are all rubbish?Asking him to kneel down and apologize to these spirit artifacts, wouldn't it prove that Mo Wufeng is worse than trash?

The warriors on the second floor were also attracted by the movement here.

Chen Xiao still has some reputation in Chilong City, especially in Jubao Pavilion, because most of the spiritual weapons in Jubao Pavilion are from Chen Xiao's teacher, Master Feng!

As for Sun Zixuan, he has also gained fame recently. After all, he is the number one in the re-examination of the inner court of Chilong Xuezong, which indicates that he will definitely become the arrogance of the inner court in the future, with great potential!
"Who is this kid? How dare you provoke Mr. Chen Xiao?" When everyone looked at Mo Wufeng, there was a look of doubt on their faces.

"It's not just provoking Mr. Chen Xiao, he doesn't even pay attention to Master Feng, saying that those spiritual weapons are rubbish!" Some warriors who knew it said with a sneer.

"What arrogance!" Everyone was angry.

Those spiritual artifacts are what they longed for, and they were all made by Master Feng, so how could they be rubbish?
"You asked me to apologize to a bunch of rubbish? It's ridiculous!" Surrounded by the crowd, Mo Wufeng still didn't change his words. In his eyes, those spiritual weapons were just rubbish!

Chen Xiao saw that Mo Wufeng did not repent, and the disgust on his face became more intense.

But just when Chen Xiao was about to get angry, Sun Zixuan stopped him.

"Hehe, you keep saying that the spirit weapons refined by Master Feng are rubbish, so you know how to refine weapons?" Sun Zixuan looked at Mo Wufeng with a smile, but there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

Naturally, he didn't think that Mo Wufeng would know how to refine weapons. The reason why he asked this question was because he wanted to severely humiliate Mo Wufeng.

Just let him kneel down and apologize, that would be too cheap Mo Wufeng!
"How do you understand? So what if you don't understand?" Mo Wufeng didn't get angry, but also looked at Sun Zixuan with a smile.

Hearing Mo Wufeng's answer, the smile on Sun Zixuan's face became even brighter. He stretched out his hand and made a move, and a blue long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The cyan long sword appeared, and a sonorous sword sound resounded in the second floor, attracting everyone's attention.

When seeing this long sword, many people's faces changed greatly, and their eyes were full of shock.

"This is... Master Feng's famous work, Qingluan Sword!" An old man exclaimed.

"Sure enough, it's the Qingluan Sword. Master Feng used this spiritual weapon to prove his way to a third-grade refining master. How many princes and nobles want to ask for this sword!"

"No, I heard at that time that even the people in the county palace spent a lot of money, but the Qingluan Sword is of great significance, and Master Feng is reluctant to sell it!" It's amazing!

Sun Zixuan smiled, raised the Qingluan sword above his head with both hands, and said in a loud voice: "You all have good eyesight, this is indeed Master Feng's Qingluan sword, I, Sun, was lucky, with the help of Brother Chen, it only cost 40 spirit stones will buy this divine sword!"

The audience was in an uproar, 40 spirit stones, buying a middle-grade spirit weapon, this Sun Zixuan is really grand!You know, the average city can earn less than 40 yuan even in a year.

Such as Qingyang City!
Sun Zixuan's eyes finally fell on Mo Wufeng, and a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Since you said you know how to refine weapons, then tell me, can this Qingluan sword get in your eyes?"

Sun Zixuan's face was full of confidence. This Qingluan sword is a real middle-grade spiritual weapon. Even the county palace is tempted by it. It is definitely a rare good thing.

He wants to see what Mo Wufeng thinks.

"Trash!" Mo Wufeng said directly without looking at it.

The smile on Sun Zixuan's face froze before it even had time to appear.

Qingluan Sword, in Mo Wufeng's mouth, is it still trash?He didn't even look at it, just said it was rubbish?
The warriors who watched were also stunned, Qingluan sword, garbage?Are you kidding me, this is Master Feng's famous work, what the county palace wants to get, will it be rubbish?
Mo Wufeng's assumptions are just here to make trouble!
Chen Xiao's face was even more gloomy. The Qingluan sword was a masterpiece of his teacher's certification as a third-grade master craftsman, but Mo Wufeng called it rubbish!

Now he wished to kill Mo Wufeng, and insulting Qingluanjian was even more unforgivable than insulting him.

"Okay! It turns out that you are here to make trouble!" Xiao Fu pointed at Mo Wufeng's nose and shouted sharply.

She has worked in Jubao Pavilion for more than ten years, and she has seen more spiritual artifacts than Mo Wufeng has drunk water, so she can naturally distinguish what is rubbish and what is good.

The Qingluan sword is more than sufficient even on the third floor, so how could it be rubbish?

So the only explanation is that Mo Wufeng came to Jubao Pavilion to make trouble!

How bold, dare to come to Jubao Pavilion to make trouble!

Seeing Mo Wufeng being criticized by thousands of people, Sun Zixuan sneered in his heart. He originally wanted to humiliate Mo Wufeng with the Qingluan Sword, but he didn't expect Mo Wufeng to cooperate so much and hit the muzzle of the gun himself.

"A group of frogs in the well!" Mo Wufeng sneered in his heart.

How can this group of ordinary people understand Mo Wufeng's realm?As the evil god of the imperial realm, let alone a spiritual weapon, even a real imperial weapon is rubbish in his eyes. What is this Qingluan sword?I can't even look down on picking shit from him!

Since they didn't believe it was rubbish, Mo Wufeng had no choice but to prove it to them!

Suddenly, Mo Wufeng's eyes became sharp, he stretched out a finger, and suddenly pointed at Sun Zixuan.

Sun Zixuan was startled by Mo Wufeng's sudden attack, and instinctively used the Qingluan Sword to block it.

clang--

There was a crisp sound of iron and steel, and terrifying power poured on Qingluan Sword, causing Sun Zixuan's figure to retreat uncontrollably.

Ding Ding Deng!
Every time you take a step back, you will leave a deep footprint on the ground, until you hit the counter behind you, you will not be able to release that huge force.

At this moment, Sun Zixuan's arms were already numb, and this is still the case with the Qingluan Sword helping him to relieve the force, if he bears Mo Wufeng's finger head-on, the consequences will be disastrous!

After a while, Sun Zixuan raised his sword angrily, pointed at Mo Wufeng, and shouted, "How dare you move..."

However, before Sun Zixuan could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly, because out of the corner of his eye he saw several cracks appearing on the Qingluan sword.

Those cracks were like spider webs, which spread to the entire sword body within a few breaths, and finally exploded under Sun Zixuan's shocked eyes!

"Ding ding ding dong~"

The broken Qingluan sword fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound, like a symphony.

After seeing this scene, the entire second floor fell into a dead silence, and a needle could be heard quietly falling on the ground...

(End of this chapter)