Ma Qiangang actually believed it a little, the two martial saints of the Qianlong Army. It’s not that Wang Liang and Chu Ci’s martial arts are too bad. No matter how bad they are, they are also from Qianlong Army, and even the eighth-level martial saints of the Qiankun Sect are not too disadvantageous.

In fact, Wang Liang and Chu Ci have only been promoted to Martial Saint for a long time, and their strength is below level 5, so this record is already very brilliant.

Feng Yueran wanted to sneak attack the Qingyan Great Saint Mo Yuanzhen and the little saint Bai Cong'er, and followed him from the Qiankun Sect and looked for opportunities along the way. Therefore, she knew a little about Wang Liang and Chu Ci's skills and was quite afraid of them.

Ma Qiangang refused to let the two of them forward, which was quite sincere. Feng Yueran smiled and said, "I am willing to give a copy of Qiankun Sect information. I wonder what reward you will get?"

Ma Qiangang hesitated for a moment and asked, "How about Xiao Xingluo's hand?"

Feng Yueran nodded and said, "Xiao Xingluo Hand is the foundation of several sects of Qiankun Sect. It can indeed allow me to know myself and the enemy, and I can resist my information."

Ma Qiangang exchanged several "ordinary" martial arts skills from Qiankun Sect for martial arts value, but it happened that there were martial arts notes in the relics of the Qingyan Great Saint Mo Yuanzhen and the little saint Bai Cong'er, which could piece together this martial arts skills.

Xiao Ma'er originally planned that if Feng Yueran disdains, he will give away the Wanpox Qiankun Hand, Daluo Qiankun Hand, and the Ten Elephant Art of Qiankun. Anyway, it is someone else's martial arts and is not worth cherishing.

Seeing that Feng Yueran's expression was faint, there was a hint of joy at the corner of his mouth, he knew that the little Xingluo hand he gave must be more precious.

Although Ma Qiangang was not proficient in psychology when he was a reporter, he was definitely a leader in the industry in observing words and expressions. Although negotiations and interviews are not the same, it is enough to deal with these sticks in the heaven that have not been baptized by the information age.

Feng Yueran really wanted to find some helpers, after all, Qiankun Sect is too big, and she really couldn't catch her strength in trying to avenge her whole family.

Although she also knew that the people of Zhuxia might not be worthy of trust, she still refused to hesitate.

Ma Qiangang showed a little sincerity, so she automatically added two points. The two of them discussed briefly, and Feng Yueran retreated. She knew that this kind of thing was impatient.

It was not until the girl from the Tuoxu Feng family left quietly that Ma Qiangang mastered the Qiankun Hot Wheel and merged with Wang Liang and Chu Ci.

He whispered, "You can't beat this girl alone."

Wang Liang thought for a while and whispered: "What you just used is unsatisfactory?"

"That's right! Even if my teacher's magic weapon faces an ordinary martial saint, he will have the chance to give them a good look, but this girl took it down with a finger."

"She also wants to assassinate the great saint of Qingyan Mo Yuanzhen and the little saint Bai Cong'er. Her strength is at least above any of the two, but it may not be as good as the two of them to join forces."

Wang Liang was silent for a long time before saying, "Working alone, we can't beat the two young martial saints of Qiankun Sect."

Ma Qiangang sighed, threw Jin Qiankun and Sanqian Qingsi over, and whispered: "Go back to our territory, you must return it to me."

Both Wang Liang and Chu Ci knew that Ma Qiangang must not have these two divine weapons around him. Both of them shouted in surprise: "Did you take it from the two martial saints of Qiankun Sect?"

Ma Qiangang nodded, and then added: "This thing is mine!"

Wang Liang couldn't help but smile and said, "I won't compete with you!"

He chose a little, chose three thousand black hairs, and whispered: "My portable soldiers are not as good as the divine weapons in the heavenly realm."

Chu Ci chose Jin Qiankun, played with him for a while, and asked in a low voice: "How much?"

Ma Qiangang shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you want it, you can offer a price!"

Chu Ci hesitated for a while and said, "According to the market price, this third-level divine weapon in the heavenly realm should be worth 150 million to 180 million, but I can't afford that much money!"

"Can you take action for 80 million?"

Ma Qiangang replied without hesitation: "Trade is done!"

Chu Ci smiled slightly and said, "When we go back, transfer the money to you."

Wang Liang couldn't help but say, "Eighty million, sell this 3,000 black hair to me!"

Ma Qiangang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sold it!"

Wang Liang thought for a while and said, "I may have to sell my troops when I go back to make up the money first. You have to wait for me for a while."

Ma Qiangang really doesn't care about some money.

His little horse never likes money...

With Ma Qiangang's financial resources in a private dimension, what money should he talk about?

vulgar!

Too vulgar!

Wang Liang and Chu Cixin got the magic weapon, both of them were very happy. Not everyone at the Martial Saint level was qualified to play the fourth-level magic weapon, and they were just ineligible.

With the military allowance, the two could not afford any high-level magic weapons. They were still having some gray incomes for each of them, so they gritted their teeth and got their own private weapons. Three years earlier, the two of them used the standard lightsabers issued by the military.

The army of Zhuxia is still quite honest.

The martial saints in the army, except for the private armies of major families, are generally poor in the Central Army, and are far inferior to those of capitalists such as Kuzhu Laoxiu.

Ma Qiangang and the two martial saints, as soon as they returned to the team, saw Xie Xiaonuan frowning, waved at Xiaoma'er, and said, "We are going to speed up the trip."

"If we are targeted by the people of Qiankun Sect, although we are not afraid, it will be too troublesome."

Ma Qiangang also felt that Xie Xiaonuan's concern was not wrong. He nodded and said, "Yes, we went to Liuyun Sect to make trouble. We were entangled with Qiankun Sect halfway, so what happened!"

"It's better to kill Liuyun Sect quickly and make Liuyun Sect messy. That's the only thing."

With the order of Xie Xiaonuan, the team set off again, increasing its speed by more than 30%.

This rebel army is all elite. Xie Xiaonuan was not in a hurry before. At this time, he accelerated his marches and showed that the army was well-trained.

But in a few days, they passed through the territory of Gaotian Baiguo and entered another country.

Ma Qiangang actually wanted to experience the customs and customs of these heavenly countries, but Xie Xiaonuan urged them to be anxious. They did not pass through any city, crossed mountains and ridges all the way, and took the closest route.

As he accelerated his journey, Ma Qiangang was worried for several days, and his divine eyes always sent warning signs intentionally or unintentionally.

This kind of warning sign is not the kind of enemy that really has an enemy around you, but a sign in the dark.

Ma Qiangang didn't know that the divine eyes still had such supernatural powers, and he felt a little worried in his heart. He could only give up the alien muscles and prepare to find an opportunity to upgrade the Jiuxiao Divine Transformation to a higher level first.
Chapter completed!