Chapter 130 Goodbye to the old man

"Five hundred mineral slaves?" Wu Pengwei was also a little surprised to hear this number.

This is somewhat different from the data in his mind. In his opinion, it is very good to buy 200 mineral slaves. Unexpectedly, Zaro and Ziying completely exceeded their expectations and bought more than double the number of mineral slaves.

Zaro came up again at this moment and said, "Lord, a total of 300 of these 500 martial slaves are intact. They are young and middle-aged men. In addition, there are 100 women and children, and there are also 50 disabled people. I hope the Lord will have mercy on you."

"Okay, Zaro, you did a good job! Don't worry, I have my own sense of mind." At that time, Wu Pengwei couldn't help praising Zaro, because in his opinion, it was not easy to buy 200 intact mining slaves. The martial slaves working in the mine were the hardest group of people, except for some martial arts masters who had been broken by the power of heaven and earth. There are also some scattered cultivation that used to be powerful, but they were useless and sent to the mine. These people are often difficult to recover and limited slaves of Shouyuan.

Five hundred mining slaves, in Wu Pengwei's view, have barely been able to take the first step in his plan.

"Hey, when will you give us that spirit steel? It's going to rain. We don't want to get drenched.

After the crowd, a voice came from afar under a huge rock, which was lazy and magnetic.

"Hmm?" Wu Pengwei's heart moved and his eyes looked behind the crowd.

Wu Nu separated like a tide, revealing the initiator of his voice. A man wearing samurai armor and purple hair. The man was half leaning against the rock and looked a little lazy and elegant, but there was a ferocious scar between his eyebrows that cut his cheeks from the corners of his eyes, destroying the beautiful outline and looked fierce. He held an iron wine pot in his left hand and was drinking against the pot, but his right arm broke his shoulder.

In the twilight, the man was full of indescribable decadence. Next to him stood a tall, broad-bodied man like a hill.

Wu Pengwei smiled, "I didn't expect to see Commander Ziyu here. It's really predestined."

The purple-haired man who was drinking was slightly stunned. He lowered his head and glanced at Wu Pengwei. He immediately said lightly, "I'm Ziyu, but I'm not a leader. I've been cut into a soldier for a long time. Your eyes are very much, but I'm not familiar with it, and I don't intend to climb high. I quickly pay my brother's reserved spirit steel. I'm still in a hurry to go back. It's over."

The rough man beside him also roared in a loud voice: "Yes, our brother has been working all the way. Hurry up and get the spirit steel, and don't talk about the rest."

Wu Pengwei just smiled faintly, and Zaro next to him came over and whispered, "Lord, these two are mine guards. Among them, the purple hair was the local leader more than half a year ago, but the soul of the mine will be killed by the people in the realm of thousands of demons, and the commander will be responsible for his crime. The official is demoted to seven levels. He is very depressed and not proud."

Zaro is a very delicate person. Before the mine guards bought and sold, he had already figured out the origin of some generals.

Wu Pengwei took a deep look at Zaro, nodded and praised. Then he turned around and said with a smile, "Mr. Ziyu, it's just two pieces of spirit steel. What's the matter? You see, how can these things compare with the spirit steel?"

Wu Pengwei waved his big sleeves, and many soul weapons hidden in the Xumi fairy mirror were displayed one by one. For a time, the sword confused people's eyes, and dozens of soul weapons were hung in the air, killing. Above these soul weapons, the beast souls standing in each other roared one by one, and there are more than a dozen of the four grades. Even under some of the four grades, they are also swords and horizontal, and the blades are cold and fierce.

Even if Ziyu used to be a great leader, condescending to the soul general, he was the pinnacle of Jingwei. At this moment, he was shocked to see so many soul weapons.

"My God, there are so many soul weapons..." The man like a bull on the side is also an eye-opener.

"Well, what is the soul weapon?"

Wu Pengwei waved his big sleeves again. Suddenly, there was a large number of star iron and dozens of soul steel on the ground. Above the spirit steel and star iron, it was a silver ore that seemed to penetrate the water vapor. The water gurgled all over his body, as cold as the moon.

"Water-striped silver?" Ziyu took a deep breath, and the big man who came with him was completely dumbfounded.

"Yes, Commander Zi has good eyesight." Wu Pengwei nodded.

Ziyu took a deep breath, put the wine pot in his hand at his waist, stood up, and his face gradually became cold: "Who are you? Ziyu really doesn't know, but my brother and I just want to earn some pocket money on this trip. A piece of spirit steel is not much. Your soul weapon and iron ore are like a mountain, which is not simple. The financial resources are Ziyu. I only saw it in the scattered cultivation, but it had nothing to do with us. I just asked for the spirit steel, and our brother left.

The man also responded casually: "Yes, boy, you are a rich man, but so many things have nothing to do with our brothers. You can't bear to show off to us?" As the man spoke, he took it to the soul steel beside him.

"Wait!" Wu Pengwei flicked his finger, and a strong wind shot like a snake, abruptly hitting the big man's palm, forcing him to retreat more than ten steps before he stabilized.

"How? Do you want to eat black? It also depends on whether you have the ability. Ziyu raised her eyebrows, and a long purple whip suddenly rushed out of her sleeves. The long whip trembled like a snake, pushing Wu Pengwei's eyebrows away.

This whip is so fast that it is unimaginable. On the body of the whip, purple gas overflows, like fireworks.

The top of Ziyu's head was even more empty, and fifteen real dragon lights and shadows roared out.

The retreating man also shouted loudly, slammed on the ground, the earth and stone cracked, and the radius of ten meters under his feet suddenly collapsed, like a deep pit.

The man took this to soar into the air and pulled out a soul knife from his waist, emitting a faint purple light all over his body. The human knife was united and cut down at Wu Pengwei's head fiercely.

The sound of this knife was fierce, and the knife light tore the air, and there were twelve real dragon lights and shadows roaring out. Unexpectedly, it was also a master of Jingwei.

Wu Pengwei, under the double attack of knife light and long whip, smiled for a long time.

"The two leaders are really interested. I just want to talk about a deal with you two. Why do you have to fight for life and death?"

At this time, Wu Pengwei was so powerful, and the "Refining God Decision" was launched one percent. He easily peeped at the flaws between the attacks of the two people. He slapped his hands and went away. The palms were like thunder, and it was not difficult. He cut into the attack of the two people and shocked them with one palm.

“Puff............”

Ziyu and the big man spewed a mouthful of blood at the same time, flew backwards, and fell to the ground heavily.

Wu Pengwei stepped forward and smiled indifferently: "You two, you are not my opponents. Why don't you sit down and have a good talk?"

Ziyu never thought that the other party was so fierce. At that moment, he smiled miserably, and a touch of blood fell down between the corners of his lips. "Huh, I didn't expect to meet a black-eating master. That's all. Our brother is a failure this time. You can do it."

Wu Pengwei asked curiously, "Why did I kill you?"

The big sleeve was shaken again, and the two wonderful elixir immediately ejected into the two people. The entrance of the elixir melted and suddenly turned into saliva and liquid into the body.

Greener is the spirit of the ancient fairy tripod furnace, which is unusual. At the entrance of the elixir, in just a moment, the power of the medicine was completely evaporated and opened, and the injury recovered in an instant. At this time, the two of them thought that their doubts about poisoning had not dissipated.

"Now, can we have a good talk?" Wu Pengwei smiled and turned his head to wink at Zaro and Ziying. The two of them met and integrated into the mining slaves to prevent someone from escaping.

Ziyu looked solemn and asked in a low voice, "You are so smart that you don't know what you want my brother to do. Unfortunately, my two brothers are timid. Don't hit the idea of the mine. Moreover, the new general is powerful, and there are countless masters. Although you are strong, you may not be able to achieve it."

"Mining?" Wu Pengwei smiled and knew that Ziyu would be wrong. He shook his head and shook his head: "I just want to hire the leader of Ziyu to come to Chitian to help me. I will give the leader a five-grade soul weapon, how about it?"

Ziyu's heart moved, but immediately shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, but what I eat is imperial grain, and it is quiet and comfortable. The risk is not great. Follow you, I'm afraid I won't catch it." He is also a shrewd person. He knows the truth of not being rewarded without merit. Others send a five-grade soul weapon to **, and what he does must be difficult and dangerous.

"Oh, so, what if I give the general a good right arm?" Wu Pengwei smiled faintly and opened up another seductive condition.

"What?" Ziyu's face changed slightly, and she was moved.