Chapter 331 Auction of Sword Fetus

When the two swords were exposed to the outside world, the priceless sword embryos were just viewed as fireworks. Fang Xing's fierceness frightened the cultivators, and their hard work was in vain, and they also suffered huge casualties. , in the end it all came to nothing, no one was willing to do it. For a while, the excited cultivators were frightened into silence by Fang Xing. Everyone looked strange and had complicated thoughts.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, we all attacked the sword tomb together, so we should share it equally, but you want to sell the sword fetus to us. This is a bit too much..."

In the silence, someone spoke in a cold voice. This person had his face covered and was wearing a green robe. He was the leader and disciple of a large force.

Faced with his question, Fang Xing sneered: "With so many people, how can we divide the sword fetus equally? We can't be fair, so why don't we just give it an advantage, sir? Anyway, now that the sword fetus is in my hand, whoever wants it can take the money." Come and exchange, if someone wants to snatch it, if one person takes action, I will destroy one sword embryo. If two people take action, I will destroy two sword embryos. If you all go together, they will all be damned. Don’t even think about finding it. I'm so angry, I'm not even afraid of the Huangfu family, how can I be afraid of you grandsons? If you don't believe me, come and give it a try!"

As soon as this outburst came out, the practitioners were really startled, and for a while, no one answered him.

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Spirits Flag automatically floated behind Fang Xing. The strong wind blew, and the flag rustled with overwhelming power.

The Tsing Yi robber sighed softly, feeling vaguely impressed by Fang Xing.

Fang Xing had no intention of sneaking away with the sword fetuses from the beginning. He knew in his heart that these sword fetuses were actually very hot things. He already had the sword fetuses, and it would be useless to get them again. If you don't dispose of the remaining fairy sword embryos as soon as possible and keep them in your hands, not only will you gain little benefit, but they will become the target of public criticism and trigger countless fanatical monks to pursue them.

Thinking that these bastards dared to attack the sword tomb occupied by the Huangfu family for the sake of the sword fetus, how could they be afraid of themselves?

Therefore, to be on the safe side, the only way is to get rid of all the sword embryos as soon as possible.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, those ordinary sword embryos can only be kept for three days after leaving the earth. Once the three days are over, they will all become scrap metal and have no value at all. And his current physical condition In fact, it's very bad. I need to retreat as soon as possible to recuperate. I'm afraid that only three days will pass after this closure, and there will be no time to deal with it.

It is precisely because of this that disposing of all the sword embryos on the spot is the only issue that needs to be considered by him.

As for how to deal with it, it really doesn't matter, it must have been sold.

However, he also knew that he had no ability to suppress so many people in front of the crazy cultivators, so he temporarily used the skills of Han Jiazi and Li Ying to temporarily block the cultivators, and then conveyed that he dared to use all the sword fetuses. With the information about the destruction, I don’t believe that he can’t suppress them. Anyway, he already has a black sword embryo, and the five-color fairy sword sword embryo also has its owner. He no longer takes these ordinary sword embryos in his eyes, and according to his temperament, when It's better to destroy everything than to take advantage of these bastards.

This method is not a great strategy, but when it is used thoroughly, it often achieves unexpected results. The robber in Tsing Yi admires Fang Xing for this. Dare to think and dare to do, there is a difference. A world of difference.

It's just that although the cultivators were temporarily suppressed, they were not willing to pay the price to buy the sword embryo, especially the stronger ones. They were already sure of grabbing the sword embryo, so how could they be willing to be blackmailed by this little devil again?

However, before thinking of a better way, they did not act rashly and decided to observe first.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Fang, at what price do you plan to sell the sword fetus to us?"

Someone spoke coldly, politely, but in an unusually cold tone.

At this moment, I don't know how many people were thinking about dealing with Fang Xing after getting the sword embryo.

There are even some people who have already planned in their hearts that if they can't get the sword fetus, they will start a fight and rob them. If this little devil is really capable, he will destroy all the sword fetuses. Anyway, why should others take something that they can't get? arrive?

There are all kinds of thoughts, and it can be said that they all have their own motives.

Fang Xing didn't have such a high level of intelligence to guess what the monks were thinking, but he had his own ideas. The little robber didn't know much about anything else, but he knew very well about the greed in people's hearts. Because he himself was such a thing, seeing the various expressions of the cultivators and all of them having bad intentions, he laughed and said, "Then let's try selling a few dishes first..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the group of cultivators, smiled coldly, grabbed one of the sword embryos in his hand, showed it to everyone, and said: "This sword embryo is made of black iron, with cracks and spider webs on it, and is full of rust. It's actually stained with blood, which doesn't look like a good thing at first glance. The evil spirit of the sword spirit inside is quite strong. Whoever catches it will definitely die early, and maybe even the whole family will die..."

The cultivators listened and looked dumbfounded, wondering, are you trying to sell something?

Why does it sound more and more like it's trying to push buyers away?

But after Fang Xing approved the sword embryo in his hand for a while, he said: "The price is one hundred spiritual stones, does anyone want it?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks with sneers on their faces were startled for a moment, and then the crowd exploded with a bang.

"Did I hear you correctly? This kid is asking for a hundred spiritual stones?"

"Is this kid crazy? Every sword fetus is extremely valuable. In his eyes, it's worth a hundred spiritual stones?"

"I think he is stupid..."

All the monks discussed one after another, thinking that Fang Xing was crazy or simply a second loan.

But some people reacted quickly. A monk in black shouted coldly: "I'll give you a hundred pieces of top-quality spiritual stones, I want them!"

The monk didn't really want it, but he saw that the price mentioned by Fang Xing was too low, so he just sneered and sneered like this. He never thought that he could really exchange a hundred top-quality spiritual stones for a sword embryo, but he never expected that, As soon as he said these words, Fang Xing pointed at him and shouted: "It's just you, that bastard with a black scarf on your face, this sword fetus is yours, prepare the spirit stone later!"

As he spoke, he thrust the sword in his hand into the ground to indicate that the sword had its owner.

The black-clothed monk was stunned. After a while, he pointed to his nose and said, "You really want to give it to me?"

Fang Xing sneered and said, "If you don't want it, will I sell it again?"

The monk hurriedly shouted: "Yes, yes, give me the sword embryo quickly..."

As he said this, he took out his storage bag. No matter how many spirit stones there were in it, he didn't have the time to count them, so he threw them towards Fang Xing and shouted: "There are only a lot of spirit stones in it. I want this sword embryo." Come on, give it to me quickly..."

For him, one hundred top-quality spiritual stones were not much, but not much, and it was really worth it to exchange for a sword tire.

Fang Xing took the storage bag, but was not in a hurry to give him the sword embryo. He pointed behind him and said coldly: "You don't have to be anxious. Just stand aside and wait. I will keep my word and the sword embryo will be returned." You own it, but in order to prevent you from causing trouble again after you get the sword fetus, the sword fetus master will distribute it uniformly after all the sword fetuses are owned. There are so many of you, are you afraid that I will run away? "

The black-clothed monk's eyes flickered, he thought about it for a moment, and then he stood in the clearing pointed by Fang Xing with a serious face.

One hundred pieces of top-quality spiritual stones were exchanged for a sword tire, which was almost the same as what he had picked up for free. He could still afford to take this risk.

Seeing that this man was obedient, Fang Xing smiled coldly in his heart. Knowing that his plan was beginning to work, he picked up another broken sword and said, "This sword is more pleasing to the eye. I will sell it for three hundred spiritual stones." , does anyone want it?"

With the lesson learned from the person in front, this time as soon as Fang Xing finished speaking, a large group of people shouted: "I want it!"

The voices were chaotic, some had serious expressions, others had joking expressions, and I didn’t know what they were thinking.

Fang Xing glanced at it, pointed at a monk in blue linen clothes in the crowd, and said: "It's you, you hanged bastard, you were the loudest just now, this sword fetus belongs to you, pay me! "The monk was slightly startled when he saw Fang Xing pointing at him, but he still took out his storage bag, picked out three hundred top-quality spiritual stones, and threw them to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing took it, weighed it gently, and said, "Stand over there and wait!"

As he spoke, he thrust the second sword fetus into the ground, indicating that this sword fetus had its owner.

The monks were shocked, not knowing what kind of medicine Fang Xing was selling in the gourd, and they all stared at him with bright eyes.

Fang Xing didn't waste much time and took out the third sword embryo and started auctioning it, but only sold two hundred spirit stones.

This time, countless people from the group of cultivators agreed. Fang Xingze glanced at one person and assigned the sword fetus to him.

For a time, five sword embryos were sold in succession, all of which were the targets designated by Fang Xing. Some of the monks were serious, some were just playing and didn't take it seriously, and some even vaguely guessed. When Fang Xing thought about it, he felt a little panicked. When Fang Xing sold the sixth sword embryo worth 500 spiritual stones, two monks even almost fought over it.

As for the sixth sword embryo, Fang Xing still gave it to the party that seemed to be more powerful. He fell silent again and glanced coldly at the audience.

"Sell it quickly. How much do you want for this sword embryo?"

Someone shouted loudly, urging Fang Xing.

Fang Xing chuckled and finally showed his claws. He grabbed a sword embryo and took it out, shining it into the air and saying: "This sword embryo is not bad. It is made of high-grade dark iron and has a strong sword intent. Judging from the sword spirit's aura alone, Even top-grade mysterious weapons are nothing more than this. If you get him, I'm afraid it won't matter if you walk sideways in the world of practice in the future. Hehe, a thousand top-grade spiritual stones..."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight people shouted at the same time: "I want it!"

As he spoke, more and more people came out, all staring fiercely at the sword embryo in Fang Xing's hand.

Although one thousand top-quality spiritual stones are already much more expensive than other sword fetuses, they are still too low compared to the value of the sword fetuses.

These monks all glared at each other, because they discovered that every time there were several people fighting for the sword fetus at the same time, Fang Xing would give the sword fetus to the one with the most momentum. If he was slightly short of breath, this little bastard would Turn a blind eye to yourself.

Unexpectedly, this time Fang Xing did not directly assign anyone, but said leisurely: "Just now, I just gave sword fetuses to whomever I liked. It seems that many of you are not satisfied, so let's do it from now on." From now on, I will give it to whoever bids the highest price. These one thousand pieces of top-quality spiritual stones are the starting price. Every time you bid, if the price is less than one hundred pieces of top-quality spiritual stones, I will ignore it. Let’s get started!”

Upon hearing this, all the monks looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces.

"Little bastard, you think so well, can't you treat us like monkeys? Everyone, come together and kill this little devil..."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted with disdain.

Many of the monks harbored murderous intentions, thinking that this little bastard is so arrogant, but does he really treat others as fools?