Chapter 360: Can You Speak Well

The management personnel of Fang City's maintenance continued to come, but they just asked people to carry the injured away.

Many people curiously guessed the bodies of a few people.

That's a member of the Chen family, although it's not a direct descendant who attaches too much importance to it.

After all, standing up to the Chen family and beating them is equivalent to slapping the Chen family in the face.

Many people are speculating about the identities of the few young men and women at the booth.

"Do you see their arms, they are twisted like twists, I am afraid that they will not be cured without top-level elixir!"

"yes, that's a ruthless attack!"

"By the way, they seem to be trying to force someone else's stuff. ”

"Cut, you can't even buy a magic weapon with a little spiritual power for a spirit stone, so it's better to grab it!"

"By the way, these blades and armor look very exquisitely made. ”

The crowd of onlookers gloated.

Of course, there are also many people who see the peerless beauty behind the stall who can't lift their legs.

Even if they are only casual cultivators, it does not hinder the pursuit of beauty.

There was a curious monk who curiously picked up the long sword that the middle-aged man wanted to buy.

Ling Yuanli crossed in, and his eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

"Medium, medium-grade spiritual weapon!"

"What?"

"Medium-grade spiritual weapons?"

"Isn't that wrong?"

"Wow, it's really a medium-grade spiritual weapon!"

After the two foundation building monks took turns to test, the people present finally believed it, and the scene boiled.

Although most people can't afford it, it doesn't prevent them from watching the excitement.

A bearded man with a mid-stage foundation building cultivation pointed to the other blades on the stone table and stammered, "This, these are these?"

"It's a must!" Jiang Yifeng raised his head proudly, his slanted eyes were like looking at a group of turtles who had never seen the world.

Scattered cultivation is hard, and the rewards after risking your life to complete the task have been exchanged for cultivation resources, how can you have the opportunity to get in touch with the spirit weapon so closely, or ten handles!

Many people immediately rushed up, curiously reaching out and touching the spiritual weapon.

Holding it in his hand and crossing into the spiritual yuan power, a ripple suddenly appeared, and his eyebrows smiled excitedly.

Xiao Chen looked at the noisy scene, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

Seeing this, Jiang Yifeng did not hesitate to stand up first, and the aura belonging to the Jindan period exploded.

"Ah~!"

"It's Jindan senior!"

Bite!

The monks gathered around the table were shocked by the strong aura, and their hands and feet suddenly weakened.

A monk was playing with the long sword, and the long sword that was suddenly suppressed by the power of the spirit element force was taken out of his hand, and the sharp blade was inserted into the stone table without any barrier.

They finally understood why they beat people in Fang City, and the people in charge didn't dare to take care of it.

The monk Zhuji robbed the Jindan monk with a brain-dead brain, and he was beaten up by heaven!

didn't kill on the spot, it's already kind.

"Be quiet!If you want to buy it, come and see, don't come and join in the fun if you don't have money!" Jiang Yifeng shouted in a deep voice, his cold gaze scanning.

Everywhere they passed, the monks bowed their heads, not daring to look at them.

Under the suppression of the momentum of the Jindan period, the scene quieted down.

The bearded man who was the first to pick up the long sword changed his face, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stepped forward to clench his fists and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask the seniors, what is the price of this spiritual weapon?"

Jiang Yifeng pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "The master is still young, it's not an old antique, you don't need to speak in a crepe! There are 10,000 spirit stones in the spirit weapon blade, and 30,000 spirit stones in the armor." Good quality and low price, no deception!"

The bearded man nodded approvingly, a medium-grade spiritual weapon with 10,000 spirit stones is indeed a conscience price.

However, there must be a reason why it can be sold so cheaply.

Just like buying vegetables at the market, the price of Chinese cabbage is definitely different in the morning and afternoon.

It's all in the afternoon, so naturally it has to be dealt with cheaply, otherwise it will rot overnight.

The price is nearly half cheaper than that of the guild, either because the spirit weapon itself is defective, or there is something unsightly.

However, if you can take out ten blades and three sets of armor at once, you should have no problem coming from, but it is estimated that the quality is defective.

Anyway, he didn't believe that there was a problem with the way he came, and it was estimated that it would be difficult for the Xiuzhen family to come up with so many medium-grade spiritual weapons.

Even if you want to grab it, you can't grab it.

Thinking that he had figured out the joint, the bearded man said cautiously: "Senior, since your spirit weapon has its own defects, can it be cheaper." ”

Jiang Yifeng raised his eyebrows, glared at him angrily and shouted: "Who told you that the spirit weapon is defective, which eye of yours sees that it is defective?

"Yes, yes, the younger generation lost his words. ”

Cold sweat soaked into cold sweat on the forehead of the bearded man under the fierce momentum, and he stammered and asked, "Then, why do you sell spicy food cheaply?"

Jiang Yifeng rolled his eyelids and said seriously: "The quantity is large and cheap, this is all produced by the second-rate sect Changhe Sect, and the quality is absolutely excellent! ”

"Changhe Sect?"

"It turns out that this is the predecessor of the Changhe Sect, no wonder he is not afraid of the family. ”

Everyone suddenly realized, but they were just wondering why the Changhe Sect suddenly came to the Fang Market to sell spiritual weapons.

Suddenly, the face of a monk in the crowd changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "I, I heard a news! Yesterday, last night~ long, the Changhe Sect was destroyed by a mysterious person!"

"I~ I've heard about it too!"

"No, that's a second-rate sect!"

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful of being heard by the Changhe Sect and making trouble for you!"

The people present were all loose cultivators, and the news was blocked, and some of them were suspicious.

However, as soon as the news came out.

No one dares to buy it!

Even the bearded man in the middle of the foundation building was timid.

10,000 spirit stones, find a friend to get together, maybe you can get together.

But in case these spiritual weapons were really stolen by the Changhe Sect, and they were held responsible, the confiscation of the stolen goods was considered light, and there was no place to cry if he was slaughtered again.

Xiao Chen glared fiercely and reprimanded: "If you can't speak, don't speak!"

Then he looked up at everyone and explained, "Don't worry, the people of the Changhe Sect are already extinct, and no one will trouble you." ”

Suddenly, everyone retreated far away, and they didn't dare to buy it!

A second-rate sect has been destroyed, these things are very hot, when it comes to the stolen goods of the sect being destroyed, who dares to buy it!

Jiang Yifeng saw a group of monks jumping away like frightened white rabbits, and lowered his head to endure it before he laughed.

I secretly admired in my heart: I deserve to be a big man, and my words are not shocking and endless!

Xia Yutong raised his jade neck and looked at the serious man, very speechless.

I also scolded others for not being able to speak, and it was even worse for me to open my mouth!

Just when the business was at an impasse, a group of people appeared on the stairs at the entrance, and they were in a hurry.

I looked for a group of people in the market, saw the stalls that were surrounded by people, and hurriedly ran over.

A middle-aged man in the lead shouted eagerly: "Sell medium-grade spiritual weapons, I bought them from the Zhang family!"