"Okay, I still have some personal matters of my own, and I want to go out, so don't go out these days. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Ye Xuan said, and left directly.

After leaving, Ye Xuan quickly returned to Fang Cai's place.

At this time, there were still a lot of people gathered in that open space, and the young man in Chinese clothes named Lin Zhirong was still there.

"Bastard, do you still dare to come out?" When the young man in Chinese clothes saw Ye Xuan, he immediately shouted violently.

"Waste, you don't have to provoke me, I won't do it. Don't forget, you've got the handle in my hands. Ye Xuan looked at him and said coldly.

"Then what are you doing out to threaten me with this?" said the young man in Chinese costume in a questioning tone.

He was really afraid that Ye Xuan would report the matter, so that he would be disqualified.

You must know that he was able to come to Lingxiao Mansion this time, and it was also because the royal family of the Black Wind Empire did not have any outstanding talents this year, so the quota was given to him, and if he was kicked out, he might not be able to come again next year.

Moreover, in case he is blacklisted by Lingxiao Mansion, if it is only him who is included, it is fine, in case the entire empire is included, then even if his father is the generalissimo of soldiers and horses, he will not be able to eat and walk around.

"Don't worry, I'm not as dirty as you. ”

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, suddenly jumped onto a wall, and took out a cold light sword from his arms, and said, "Everyone, I have a batch of medium-grade spirit weapons here, does anyone want them?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What?

"How is it possible, this kid is just a low-level Empire, how can he have a medium-grade spiritual weapon?"

However, the aura emanating from the sword in his hand did seem to be a medium-grade spiritual weapon. ”

"Go check it out. ”

Immediately, people surrounded him.

"Is this sword of yours really a medium-grade spiritual weapon, how much are you going to sell?" a young man didn't think much about it, and asked directly.

"It's also fate that we can meet here, this cold light sword that has just been created only sells for five hundred grade spars. ”

Ye Xuan said slowly.

"What, five hundred lower grade spars?"

There was a commotion.

The price of a medium-grade spiritual weapon is indeed around five hundred lower-grade spars, but it has always been priceless.

Medium-grade spiritual weapons generally appear in high-level empires, and every time they appear, they will be snatched away by local forces

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), so it is difficult to have a handful of those low-level empires and middle-level empires.

If the middle-level empire wants to buy a medium-grade spiritual weapon, the price alone may have to cost thousands of low-grade spars, and it will cost no less than three thousand.

However, now, there is a lowest-priced medium-grade spiritual weapon for sale.

"You can't be fake, you're just a low-level Empire, how can you have a medium-grade spiritual weapon?"

Someone questioned it.

"Hehe, what's wrong with the low-level empire, aren't the people of the low-level empire allowed to have treasures?" Ye Xuan grinned, suddenly stretched out the hilt of the sword in front of the other party, and said, "See, this medium-grade spiritual weapon was built by myself!"

The audience exploded again.

The person in front of them was actually able to create a medium-grade spiritual weapon?

"The forging master of the medium-grade spiritual weapon, how is this possible, there has not been a forging master of the medium-grade spiritual weapon in my country. ”

"However, the fat man just now did call him Ye Xuan. ”

"Oh my God, a mid-grade spirit weapon forging master is enough to raise a low-level empire to a mid-level empire. ”

The onlookers looked at each other in disbelief.

At this moment, Lin Zhirong, a young man in Chinese clothes, suddenly walked over: "Fake, it must be fake, this name must have been engraved by him later, do you believe it?"

After he reminded him, these onlookers were bright-eyed, and there was indeed this possibility.

"Believe it or not, this is a medium-grade spiritual weapon anyway. ”

Ye Xuan didn't bother to explain, and continued: "Presumably, everyone is generally using a low-grade spirit weapon, everyone is here to participate in the assessment, if you get a medium-grade spirit weapon, then you have a better chance of passing the assessment, does anyone want to buy it?"

A group of people was still hesitating.

A medium-grade spiritual weapon is worth a lot of money, so you still have to think about it.

"I'm here, if the medium-grade spiritual weapon is fake, I will commit suicide on the spot to apologize. To tell you the truth, I only have ten of these cold light swords, and you have nearly a hundred, so you can only come first served, is there anyone who wants to be a bird?" Ye Xuan's voice was very loud.

"Cut. The young man in Chinese clothes suddenly snorted coldly.

In fact, there are already many people who want to buy, but they are worried that after they buy, they will be remembered by Lin Zhirong. After all, except for Lin Zhirong and the three of them, all of them were middle-level empires or low-level empires.

At this moment, someone suddenly asked, "I don't have so many crystals in my Qiankun Ring, can I use other things to resist it?"

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Naturally, you can." Ye Xuan said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll do it. A young man walked out of the crowd, and then under the noses of so many people, he took out some spars, as well as the heavenly and earthly treasures he used to cultivate.

"Very good, the number is correct, take it. ”

Ye Xuan directly took away the things on the ground, and then threw the cold light sword over.

"Boom!"

The young man held the cold light sword, suddenly pulled it out, and then slashed it into the sky.

After the attack of the increase of the medium-grade spirit weapon, it was very fast, and it disappeared until it was hundreds of meters away.

"Sure enough, it's a medium-grade spiritual weapon, okay, it's really good, hahahaha......" The young man was ecstatic, with a medium-grade spiritual weapon, he had a better chance of passing the assessment.

The audience was silent, and they subconsciously glanced at it and found that many people were staring with wide eyes.

At this time, Ye Xuan took out the same cold light sword from the devouring space and said, "The second one, who wants it!"

"I want it!"

"Me too. ”

"Keep me a handful!"

The audience suddenly burst into an uproar, shouting and trying to buy one.

"Haha, don't worry, I have nine tokens here, and the person who gets the token will buy it in order, go!"

Before Ye Xuan's words fell, nine tokens flew out sideways, and after those young people were stunned for a moment, they quickly swept out and began to compete for the tokens.

"One, I'm number one, the hedron is here, give it to me. ”

"Okay, take it. ”

"I'm number two!"

"Give!"

"Three, three, three is here. ”

……

In less than half a minute, Ye Xuan sold eight Cold Light Sword.

"Hey, where's the Nine Token?"

Ye Xuan asked in some surprise.

The people below looked at each other, and none of them got the Nine Token.

"Token Nine, shattered by him. ”

Suddenly, someone shouted, and then everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and finally landed on Lin Zhirong, a young man in Chinese clothes.

"Hmph, what if I smashed it?" Lin Zhirong snorted coldly.

(End of chapter)

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