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Chapter twenty-six heart cold(2/2)

The old man who was sitting had red and blue marks on his face, about 2.6 meters tall, stood up with a smile and bowed slightly: "Dear guest, I heard you want to sell third-level mental power weapons?" This is a star-level sixth-level strong man, who is definitely an invincible existence on ordinary planets.

"Yes." Luo Feng nodded slightly.

"I don't know what kind of mental weapon it is?" the old man asked.

Luo Feng turned his hand and the arc cutter plate appeared!

The old man's eyes lit up.

"This is an arc knife plate. In a general mental weapon store in the Heilongshan Empire, the price of arc knife plate is 21 billion black dragon coins." Luo Feng said.

Developing a mature mind-power weapon is easy to imitate.

Of course, only the world's main-level power weapons can be barely made and imitated by the third-level powerhouse. Even immortal strong people need to create them. "Weapon sales" has always been a very profitable industry. For example, "Tizawa" was created by Hu Yanbo, but "Arc Knife" was not created by him. The amount of Tizawa in the universe is relatively small.

The arc cutter plate is a relatively common third-level mental power weapon. It must be used in this Qibao Store.

"drop!"

Green light covers the arc cutter plate.

"Well, it's a standard arc cutter, the material is good, and it's intact." The old man looked at Luo Feng with a smile, "I can give you the purchase price of 16 billion black dragon coins."

"18 billion, not enough to be low." Luo Feng shook his head.

The 18 billion was told by Babata.

"18 billion black dragon coins? This..." The old man looked at Luo Feng. The young man in front of him knew the profits of their industry. If they wanted to purchase goods, first of all, it was difficult to purchase goods and they needed to wait for goods. After all, the mind-powered weapons were imitated and made by the master of the world. Secondly, they had to spend more than 18 billion to get an arc cutter.

"Trade!" The old man looked at Luo Feng.
Chapter completed!
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