"Is Senior Brother satisfied with this spear? Now this gun has no name, why don't you give it a name?"

The young man finally spoke: "When he wields it, he chases the wind and blows the sand, and the sound is like a dragon breaking through the air, so he calls him the wind to bite." After the young man finished speaking, the wind bit the demon core of the blue-eyed green wolf and flashed green, as if to show that he was very satisfied with the name.

Seeing this, Yang Yaofeng said unhurriedly, "What I promised you was a three-grade magic weapon spear, you use this spear first, and when I have the extra materials, I will refine the three-grade magic weapon spear for you, and then you will exchange the spirit weapon wind bite with me?"

The young man saw that Yang Yaofeng actually wanted to take back the wind bite, the reason sounded reasonable, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he had an expressionless ice face, but at this time he actually had a little worried, and the hand holding the wind bite actually subconsciously shrank back, for fear that others would forcibly snatch it.

Yang Yaofeng was very happy when he saw the young man's embarrassed appearance, and said while the iron was hot, "Senior brother, if you don't do this, you and I are both reasonable people, you and I understand the difference between magic weapons and spirit weapons, or you supplement the price difference between you with spirit stones or materials, how about I count you as three thousand and two spirit stones?"

In fact, Yang Yaofeng had no bottom in his heart, and he didn't know whether his offer was high or low, but what he was more afraid of was that the young man suddenly changed his hexagram, forcibly left, or even killed people, and he couldn't resist it.

The young man thought for a while, didn't say anything, directly took out a storage bag of very poor quality from his belt, and poured out a lot of various materials, most of which were basically the corpses of some demon beasts, from aquatic to beasts and birds, the best one was the silver claw tiger demon of the fourth grade, the silver grasp of this demon tiger had already flashed a faint gold, and there was a momentum of evolution to the five-grade golden claw demon tiger.

When the huge tiger fell, Yang Yaofeng was startled, Yang Yaofeng looked at the size of the tiger scratch, which was completely consistent with the size of the cloth strip on the boy's body.

"Senior brother, is this hunting by you alone?" Yang Yaofeng originally thought that the limit of this young man was to hunt a third-grade demon beast alone, but now he turned into a fifth-grade demon beast and put it in front of him.

Although the jasper leopard was a fifth-grade, Qin had no intention that they were multi-person cooperation, and they were all masters of foundation building, and let him escape, how could he hunt a demon beast close to the fifth-grade by himself with the cultivation of the qi cultivation period?

And the way of death of these prey is like a fold, whether it is as big as the silver-clawed tiger demon, as large as the fire fox and the wild eagle, or as small as the turtle and sparrow, all of them are pierced by sharp objects in their mouths and die, and they maintain a state of shock and pain before death, which makes Yang Yaofeng's chrysanthemum tight, I don't know whether to praise him for his superb marksmanship or psychopath.

Yang Yaofeng roughly estimated, "According to the normal price, these goods are worth 1,502 spirit stones, but it would be good to be worth 42 spirit stones in the Ten Thousand Law Sect, but I still count you 1,52 spirit stones." ”

"Then what about the remaining 1,802 spirit stones?" Yang Yaofeng asked.

The young man shook the storage bag again, only to see that he poured out a large pile of ordinary gold and silver, antique calligraphy and paintings, and the official seal of the town of Haihou in Qixing County in the South China Sea, and then reluctantly threw the white fangs behind him on the ground.

Yang Yaofeng had long felt that this white beast bone was not an ordinary thing, but there were too few clues to be sure, but what could be determined was that it was at least a six-grade material, and the price was unknown, but the mortal gold and silver could only be worth a few spirit stones.

"Count your 1,020-grade spirit stones, and return the remaining 52-grade spirit stones to me, and the wind bite will really belong to you" After Yang Yaofeng finished speaking, he felt guilty about deceiving the neighbor's children, but the price of the spirit with the soul and his offer were not too much.

At this time, the young man looked embarrassed, and could only shake his garbage storage bag a few more times, but all that came out was some clothes and underwear.

Yang Yaofeng shook his head and said, "These are not worth a spirit stone. ”

Yang Yaofeng originally wondered why this young man didn't have a spirit stone, but now he finally knew that this young man was also a mortal-born wild cultivator.

As everyone knows, it took this unjust head to spend many demon beasts in exchange for this garbage storage bag.

At this time, the young man was already desperate, and a pair of eyes stared at Yang Yaofeng viciously, so frightened that Yang Yaofeng hurriedly covered his mouth and buttocks, for fear that this young man would kill people and seize treasures, and give himself a verbal chrysanthemum or something.

Seeing that the young man didn't move for a long time, Yang Yaofeng took away the hands that covered his mouth and said, "That's it, you can be my bodyguard to return the remaining spirit stones, and I will pay you ten second-grade spirit stones every year, you know, monks who have not reached the foundation building period have no specialty, and they can earn up to five second-grade spirit stones every year, not only that, but I will also bear the daily expenses of all your spirit weapons, pills and spirit stones within ten years, how about it?"

Maybe this young man wants to have the wind bite too much, maybe he heard that within ten years, the other party can provide the Fa, Bao Dan, and spirit stones for free, maybe ten years is nothing to a person who cultivates the truth, or he is originally a brain-dead, this young man actually nodded and agreed, in fact, now he, as long as he takes the wind bite, goes to the periphery of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, and casually hunts a four-grade demon beast to settle the bill.

Yang Yaofeng was afraid that this poor wronged boss would repent, so he immediately took out the format contract, and the young man did not hesitate, so he signed the word Zhao Fei with his divine sense.

Now that Yang Yaofeng knew that this young man's name was Zhao Fei, he was extremely happy in his heart, he only spent five hundred and two spirit stones in exchange for a bodyguard and thug whose strength was comparable to that of the middle stage of foundation building, so that when he went to hunt demon beasts, he would have a big help, even if Qin unintentionally found out by them, he would have the strength to fight.

At this time, the young man was still looking at his spear silently, not understanding his future suffering fate at all, which truly confirmed the saying, "How cool the spearman has been since ancient times". (Don't mess with the homophony, it's a very majestic death)