As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Wuque stepped forward and pointed out with a point.

No fingers!

There is no shadow and no form, and it is hard to find its trace.

But this finger battle did not exert the strange characteristics of Wuxianzhi.

Because he wants to defeat Fat Master from the front, openly and upright!

"court death"!

Fatty Master smiled coldly, and before he could move, he punched him out.

Fatty only used three points of force in this punch. After all, this is in the Fenghua and Snow Tower. You can't beat the guests to death on your own territory.

Fat Master thought that this punch was enough to blow Zhan Wuque's blood backwards, leaving him a profound lesson.

"It seems that my fat man has not taken action for many years, and many people have forgotten me. Well, today I will kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

Fat Master sneered in his heart, his fist was like a dragon, and his voice was terrifying.

In contrast, Zhan Wuque's finger was too dull, like a mortal.

In the blink of an eye, one finger and one punch suddenly came, and everyone seemed to see the end of Zhan Wuque's screaming.

But, what was expected did not happen.

The moment the finger fist contacted, an invisible wave of air suddenly exploded, and Fatty Master's whole body trembled, as if he was hit by a fifth-level monster head-on. The arm that was punching the punch came out with a harsh sound of bone cracking.

"boom"!

With one finger, the fist collapsed, and the fat man flew backwards and hit the entrance of the ninth floor hard. A trace of scarlet blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

"How is that possible"?!

Everyone was shocked and sucked in the air conditioner.

No one expected that the young man in front of him would be so strong that he defeated a half-step martial emperor with one finger!

When the deacon, who had rushed over, saw this scene, his pupils shrank and he turned around without hesitation and left.

"Damn, this kid is so weird. It seems that he must ask the poster to come out"!

The deacon muttered in his heart, and when he thought of Zhan Wuque's terrifying finger, his back felt cold.

After Zhan Wuque defeated Fat Master with one finger, he walked to the ninth floor without looking back.

Fatty smiled bitterly in his heart, but he never dared to stop him again.

He knew that Zhan Wuque had held back when he pointed just now, otherwise he would have been no longer qualified to stand.

"I'm old, so old." Fat Master took out a healing pill from the storage bag and took it with a bitter look on his face.

Ninth floor.

As soon as he stepped in, Zhan Wuque felt a surge of surging Yuan power.

The ninth level of the energy is at least several times that of the outside world!

In the middle, seven or eight powerful Martial Emperors were discussing loudly.

However, half of them are half-step Martial Emperors, and the rest are all low-level Martial Emperors.

The one with the highest cultivation level is also the third level of the Martial Emperor!

When they heard the footsteps, they looked in the sound, with surprise in their eyes.

How could a young man come up to the ninth floor, and the lowest possible person who can come here is the half-step Martial Emperor.

But they are all old-fashioned people, but they only have a strange look in their eyes and continue to chat and laugh.

"Sir, please come here"!

A beautiful maid came up with her, her eyes also showing a strange look.

It has been a long time since the eighth floor stairs leading to the ninth floor. I wonder where this young man came from.

The maid's cultivation is not very advanced, and most of the powerful Martial Emperors like to hide their aura, so she can't see Zhan Wuque's cultivation level, and just thinks he is a rejuvenated monster.

Not far ahead, there are many rare treasures on two rows of white marble tables.

"What are these?"

Zhan Wuque asked.

"Sir, this is the use of other martial emperors who stayed here for things to exchange for things."

After the beautiful girl explained, Zhan Wuque gradually understood.

There are not many powerful Wu Emperors, and there are even fewer Wu Emperors who can come to the ninth floor of Fenghua Xueyue Tower.

Some people leave treasures they don’t need and note what they need to achieve the purpose of exchanging things for things.

When reaching the level of Emperor Wu, some precious treasures are involved. Yuanshi is not very attractive to them, so they need to use things for goods.

"Huh" ~

Zhan Wuque's eyes fell on a small section of tentacles, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.

"Sir, this is the root of the fifth-level soul-recovering grass. The master asked that it could only be exchanged for Gengjin." The maid said hurriedly.

"Geng Jin"?

Zhan Wuque frowned slightly.

This is a rare treasure, and the preciousness of the wheel is no less than that of ordinary Xuan-level medium-grade refining materials.

Although the fifth-level soul-recovering grass is precious, it is far from worth the price alone.

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuque said, "I want this."

"ah"?

The maid was stunned.

"Sir, do you have Gengjin?" The maid said in a low voice.

"I don't have Gengjin. Tell the owner of this thing that I can take action once and help him refine a mid-grade mysterious weapon."

Zhan Wuque said lightly.

Although Geng Jin is precious, how can you compare to a mid-grade mysterious weapon?

Being able to refine mysterious weapons can already be called a weapon refining master!

His status is comparable to that of a fifth-grade alchemist!

No one in the entire Qin Empire could achieve it.

Back then, Zhan Wuque only refined a low-level mysterious weapon, and the city caused a sensation. Even Qiu Yan, the leader of the Weapon Pavilion, was shocked and could not speak.

And that sword is just a mysterious low-grade weapon!

What Zhan Wuque is talking about now is the mid-level Xuan-level!

Even Zhan Wuque doesn't have such treasures.

He left the mysterious sword he refined back then to Jiang Nana. The black sword on his body was barely considered a low-level mysterious sword.

With the star core in hand, Zhan Wuque has little demand for weapons.

The Chaos Battle Body was originally born for war, and his body is the sharpest weapon!

The black sword is just for the use of secret techniques.

Therefore, when he heard Zhan Wuque's words, let alone the maid, even the few Wu Emperors who were chatting and laughing beside him also looked over.

"Do you know what this means in the middle-grade weapon of Xuan-level?"

One of them asked, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his voice.

Zhan Wuque had no expression on his face and did not even raise his head. He continued, "Just do what I said."

"No need, this thing is my thing. I want to see how you want to refine a mid-grade mysterious weapon"!

A burly old man with silver hair strode from a distance, and a strong aura came out of his body.

"Master Wei"!

"Old Wei, you are here"!

"Brother Wei, long time no see you"!

...

Everyone greeted with a humble smile on their faces.

"Sir, he is Elder Wei of the Weapon Tower and a master of refining weapons"!

Next to him, the beautiful maid whispered.

"Weapon Refining Master"?

Zhan Wuque raised his eyebrows.

In this way, this person can at least refine a lower-level mysterious weapon?

"It's you, you said you would help me refine a mid-grade mysterious weapon"?

Mr. Wei spoke slowly, and a trace of disdain was flashing deep in his eyes.

He, the elder of the weapon tower, is a master of weapon refining. He has always been the only one who refines weapons for others and lets others refine weapons for him. This is the first time today.
Chapter completed!