"I really don't know what to say, fat man! I can only say that you are so lucky!" Su Tu's eyes flashed with strange light, and slowly opened the box, and a long sword full of red body lay quietly inside.

The knife is 98.4 in length, 25 in length, 3.5 in width, 0.7 in thickness, slightly curved blade, symmetrical in posture, mysterious patterns. Combining the advantages of Tang sword and Japanese samurai sword, the blade body is 10 cm shorter, the blade head is slightly heavier, and the curved arc is at a 60-degree angle, which is conducive to the rapid chopping of a single-handed knife.

In terms of shape, this is definitely a good knife. The fat man was attracted by the fiery red pattern on the knife, slowly picked it up and took a look at the attributes:

Flame: (Quality Equipment)

Attack power 500-540

Attack speed +20%

Increase attack power by 5% when attacking skill

1% chance to break the defense

10% chance to double the attack

30% chance to trigger tear attribute

50% chance to trigger inflammation attribute damage

Additional skill: Cross Flame releases a cross sword aura with flames, causing 300% damage to targets within fifteen meters around. Cooldown time: Seven days

Strong! The equipment that was absolutely powerful. The fat man couldn't believe his eyes: "This... this is not my knife, right?"

"To be precise, before you have 100,000 gold coins, it doesn't belong to you!" Su Tu closed the boxes one after another, and kept blinking at the fat man.

At first, the fat man was surprised, but later he heard something was wrong and grabbed Su Tu's arm and said, "Didn't you agree to be 50,000 gold coins?"

Su Tu scratched his head and explained embarrassedly: "I just received a fire crystal stone yesterday, so I put it in together, otherwise there would be no 7 attributes!"

"Okay, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand!" The fat man looked at the box in Su Tu's hand nostalgia, and gritted his teeth and nodded. As the saying goes, if you have too much debt, don't suppress yourself, just think of a solution bit by bit!

"For the sake of your and my brothers, I can give you some comfort! As long as you can take out 10,000 gold coins first, I can lend it to you for a while!" Su Tu's words seemed to have made the fat man discover a ray of sunshine in the darkness, and hurriedly began to flip through the gold coins on his body, but after rummaging over and over, he only found 103, which was not a little bit behind the 10,000 gold coins.

"Hey! Why did I forget them!" The fat man slapped his forehead in annoyance, and quickly took out a battle axe from his backpack. It was the spoil he got from his first competitive match with someone and handed it to Su Tu: "How much does this cost?"

Su Tu took it and looked around, and said, "This axe is not bad, it can be worth more than 9,000, even if you are ten thousand!"

Su Tu put away the axe, and the fat man's face was a little happy. Who doesn't want this good thing? Although he doesn't expect to kill a few more BOOSs to make a fortune, it is still the dream of all players to have an amazing weapon.

"The sharpness of this knife is a bit too obvious. If there are many people, don't use it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble! In addition, I made a scabbard, so you can wear it together!" Su Tu took out a scabbard with a black body and solemnly handed it to the fat man with a "Firefire" sword.

Needless to Su Tu, the fat man knows the truth that he should not be hyped. Although after the equipment is on fire, the fat man will achieve a terrifying perverted effect when he uses the "Dragon Split Sky Slash" again, but since ancient times, a mountain is still higher than a mountain, and there are countless powerful people in the world. At least he can't deal with it at the level of Feng Tianjiao.

"But I will explain to you in advance that my authority can only help you get a month's chance, which means you must add the remaining 90,000 gold coins within one month, otherwise I will still take back this knife!"

Su Tu said nothing more and more and more and poured a basin of cold water on the fat man's head. It was indeed a bit difficult to get 90,000 gold coins in a month. However, there is still great hope for the fat man's "fire fire" he needs.

After leaving the store, the fat man went straight to Sun Jing. If this axe can buy 10,000 yuan, the other two pieces of equipment should not be bad either! It can reduce the pressure a little. However, the fat man, who was full of expectations, was disappointed this time. Both pieces of equipment were just blue low-quality equipment. Because most players have improved their level now, low-quality equipment is no longer very valuable, so these two pieces of equipment only sold 400 gold coins in the end.

After saying goodbye to Sun Jing, the fat man arrived at the Tang Dynasty government again and spent only 500 gold coins to buy the intermediate sword technique - the random wind sword technique. The attack speed of 5% and the attack power of 10% were increased. At this time, the fat man could barely enter the ranks of strong men.

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The fat man is very depressed now, very depressed. Who knew that he would get lost when he came out to do a very simple task. He actually walked in this not-so-big wood for more than five hours, but in the end he was still in the same circle. I don’t know if the fat man’s sense of direction was too poor, or if there was something wrong with the woods.

There were dense trees everywhere, and huge broad-leaved plants almost covered the entire sky. At some point, layers of white mist began to rise under your feet, and worse, the fat man found that his blood was also decreasing little by little.

"Why are you so unlucky?" The fat man moaned anxiously and helplessly, and he really didn't know what to do. "Sun, go around! If you really hang it here, just take it as a free return to the city!" He had no choice but to hold the slashing sabre and move his feet against the thick trees and continue to move forward listlessly. Seeing that the blood was getting less and less, he could only stare at the eyes. This feeling was really bad.

Suddenly, the fat man stepped out and made a strange "cuckoo" sound under his feet. The fat man looked down and screamed in fear on the spot. It turned out to be a skeleton.

If it is a skeleton, the fat man has been dealing with them a lot. He is not familiar with them, but he is not afraid. However, in such an environment, he suddenly saw such a skeleton. No matter how brave the fat man is, he is still scared to the sky.

After a brief panic, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, shook his head and walked forward. But as soon as he raised his legs, the fat man found something seemed to be in the grass beside him. Curiously, the fat man leaned over and found that a knife was inserted there.

After a while, the fat man finally pulled out the knife. To be precise, it should have pulled out the broken knife. The knife was very big, about one foot (about 23 cm) wide, and the broken blade was as smooth as a mirror. It is easy to tell that it was cut off by a sharp weapon with one blow. Although I don’t know how long it was buried here, although it was a broken knife, there was still a faint light on the remaining blade, and the cold air was so strong. Even if the fat man didn’t know much about the knife, he knew that he had definitely picked up the treasure!

Looking back at the skeletons next to each other, the two are so close together. Compared to this treasure sword, it must be the thing that happened to this person before his life. Since the owner is dead, the knife is a masterless thing, and the fat man can feel at ease when he put it away.

After picking up the baby, the fat man's mood improved a little, and he didn't feel so much depressed when facing the predicament in front of him. Looking at the skeleton, the fat man scratched his head and sighed: "Diet people are like a lamp that goes out. No matter who you were in your lifetime, you have been dead for so long and are still here in the wilderness of corpses. Well! Anyway, I can't get out before the blood is gone. Since I meet it, I will help you. Besides, I also took your knife, which is a reward!"

After saying that, the fat man picked up the broken knife and began to dig a pit on the ground. The broken knife was so sharp and very wide that it was not easy to dig up the soil. The fat man dug for a few minutes in one breath, and saw that the pit had been formed. At this time, the fat man suddenly seemed to have dug something. A worn sheepskin appeared in front of him. Curiously, the fat man slowly picked up the sheepskin, wiped off the dust on it, and found that some words seemed to be written on it. Through the dim moonlight, the fat man could barely recognize it, so he couldn't help but recite it: "I first came out of the world at the age of eighteen and wandered for more than twenty years!

By chance, I got a sword technique created by the "Dragon Hero". From then on, I went all over the martial arts world and couldn't find any rivals. My body and body had never failed after hundreds of battles. However, my selfishness was growing, and I ran around to compete, only to be the best in the world, and had many enemies. I didn't expect that one day the enemy would join forces to seek revenge, but was seriously injured, and fled to this forest. I just regretted it before I died. The big mistake was already done, and it was too late to regret it. Only when the Dragon Sword made a trick, I couldn't bear to bury it, and I was afraid that I would be entrusted with cholera martial arts again. I specially drew pictures to hide it underground, waiting for people with good intentions. I must not go to my old path again, and I must not! I must not!"

In just over a hundred words, the fat man was turbulent and could not calm down for a long time. He hurriedly looked down again, and there were indeed dense small characters written with pictures of the villain.

"Congratulations to the 'waste' for obtaining the thirteenth style of the Dragon Sword Slash of the Dragon Reincarnation Slash!"

"It's really the 'Dragon Sword Score'!" The fat man was so excited that he was about to go crazy, and hurriedly opened the attribute table:

"The Dragon Sword Score, created by the Dragon Hero three hundred years ago, has a total of eighteen styles that are extremely powerful. The Thirteenth Shadow of the Dragon Clash can produce four consecutive swords, and the attack power can be increased by 50%, 100%, 150%, and 200%, and can in turn trigger four attribute damage. The minimum intermediate internal power is required to activate, and each sword consumes internal power: 30, 60, 120, 240, and the cooling time: 60 seconds, can be upgraded, and the current level LV1."

Looking at such an attribute, the fat man was a little confused. The dragon sword technique was all in front and behind. Why is there such a big difference? The Dragon Split Sky Slash, no matter what, everyone knew at a glance, that it was definitely a pervert. But this Dragon Reincarnation Slash is a bit disappointing. It has little attack power bonus and consumes a lot of internal energy. Is it not worth the effort?

After stopping his random thoughts, the fat man was surprised to find that the white mist spreading in the forest had disappeared at some point, and his own HP was maintained on the last two drops of blood. I have to say that the fat man was really lucky today.
Chapter completed!