Chu Yin's things are good, and most of the transactions were soon out, and seeing that no one cared about the rest of the things, he didn't drag his feet, put away the things, and handed over the position to the next one.

The next person to play is Wu Fatzi, among this group of people, he and Chu Yin are in the late stage of qi refining, Xu Wen does not show his true strength, he is the second to appear.

A few things were swinging out, and Xu Wen's eyes suddenly widened.

There was a cyan short sword inside, and under the beam of the Heavenly Eye Treasure, it emitted a bright white treasure light.

This Wu fat man didn't know where to get a piece of the green scale sword, and if he took him, Xu Wen would only have the last piece of the green scale sword left.

At the same time, Liu Minghe also saw the green scale sword.

Others didn't know this thing, but he knew all about Xu Wen's entanglement with Liu Bao, and he couldn't help but look back at Xu Wen, just in time to meet Xu Wen's averted gaze.

The two have a tacit understanding, and their eyes are instantaneous, but there are some things that the two already know in their hearts.

Wu Fatzi's luck is obviously not as good as others, and the quality of the things he takes out is not very high, and it took a while for three or four things to come out.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Xu Wen stood up, pointed to the green scale sword, and said in a very flat voice:

"Wu Daoyou, this broken sword is a bit interesting, I want it, how many spirit stones?"

"Fifty spirit stones, you take them!"

Glancing at the Blue Scale Sword disappreciatively, Fat Wu said loudly:

"Don't look at it as just a broken sword, but it's very sharp, the original grade must be very high, if it weren't for the only one left, I wouldn't be willing to buy it!"

Ignoring his boasting, Xu Wen took out the spirit stone and was about to buy it, but a voice suddenly came from the side:

"I also like this truncated sword, a hundred spirit stones, I want it!"

Suddenly turned around, a red-faced man who was full of anger and called himself Wang Hong was squinting at Xu Wen, and there seemed to be something strange flashing in his eyes.

Xu Wen immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Although the essence of the Green Scale Sword is very high, most of it is in his hands, and even if others get their hands on it, it is impossible to repair it, and the only use is to recycle materials or reprocess them.

It's not that it's not worth a hundred spirit stones, but this kind of trick takes a long time, and it doesn't make much money, and most people are unwilling to do it.

With this kind of kung fu, wouldn't it be good to find some other ways to earn spirit stones?

Just like Wu Fatzi, he is not a fool, and he also knows the extraordinaryness of the Green Scale Sword, but he is still willing to sell fifty spirit stones to Xu Wen, but he is too lazy to earn that little hard-earned money.

But Wang Hong has done this before, obviously not targeting the Green Scale Sword, but Xu Wen.

I have never had an entanglement with the other party, and I don't understand why the other party is targeting me.

Xu Wen was secretly annoyed in his heart, but his mouth was not revealed, and he said lightly:

"200 spirit stones!"

For rich people, problems that can be solved with money are not problems, and Xu Wen is precisely this kind of rich person.

After killing Li Yun, he gained a lot from the three of them, not only making up for Tsukidan's gains, but also surpluses.

As soon as these words came out, the other people who didn't care much suddenly looked at the two of them and the Green Scale Sword.

Either this short sword has a secret, or the two have a holiday.

Wu Fatzi laughed happily, what is good about this broken sword, he has studied it thoroughly for a long time, and these two must have had a holiday.

It's a good holiday, just let me make money!

As soon as Xu Wen's voice fell, he looked at Wang Hong.

Sure enough, Wang Hong shouted without hesitation:

“300！”

He's not bad for this spirit stone.

“500！”

didn't want to entangle with him, Xu Wen directly added two hundred spirit stones.

“600！”

To Xu Wen's surprise, Wang Hong continued to shout the price, and six hundred spirit stones were no longer a small number.

Even if Xu Wen had a good temper, he couldn't help but secretly hold the hilt of the Xuantie Law Sword at this time, stared at him for a long time, and then said coldly:

“1000！”

“1100！”

Wang Hong continued to raise the price, making it clear that he wanted to make trouble.

From the change in the bid, others gradually saw that Xu Wen really wanted the short sword, and Wang Hong was obviously just trying to block Xu Wen.

“1500！”

At this time, Xu Wen calmed down instead, and added another 400 spirit stones without hurry.

“1600！”

Wang Hong really continued to increase the price.

"That's it!"

The next moment, Chu Yin suddenly spoke, stared at the other party with a frown, and said:

"Wang Hong, Xu Daoyou is my brother, what are you doing?"

"Brother Chu, this matter has nothing to do with you! Me and this... This Xu Daoyou ......"

For Chu Yin, Wang Hong was still a little taboo, and after thinking about it, he pointed at Xu and asked:

"I all fancy one thing, the one with the highest price will get it, no problem!"

He just didn't let go, Chu Yin was a little helpless for a while, the other party was not a good stubble, those few evil cultivators were his group.

Turning his head to look at Xu Wen, he was about to reconcile in the center, but he saw Xu Wen waving his hand and said lightly:

“2500！”

“2600！”

Wang Hong continued to increase the price, while looking at Xu Wen defiantly.

He thought that the opponent would inevitably continue to increase the price, but Xu Wen smiled and sat down without saying a word, as if it was not him who had just confronted him.

This change of tactics suddenly caught Wang Hong a little off guard.

Seeing this, Fat Wu laughed a few times, walked over with the green scale sword, and said loudly:

"Thank you, brother, 2600 spirit stones!"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Hong's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

2600 spirit stones to buy a severed sword, unless he is crazy.

He just wanted to make Xu Wen unhappy, he thought that the other party was young, and he would definitely not be able to wipe off his face, and he would be stubborn to the end.

Unexpectedly, the other party withdrew so quickly, and left the hot potato in his hand at once.

2600 spirit stones, don't say he doesn't have it, even if he does, he will definitely not come out.

Looking at the fat man Wu who was staring at him with a smile, he could only bite the bullet and say:

"This... This, Wu Daoyou, my ...... That doesn't have so many spirit stones for the time being, can you... Can you..."

"You're fucking fucking ...... me"

Fat Wu suddenly became angry.

Dare to come to the Xishan Ruins to take an adventure, he is not a good stubble, he shouted angrily, and sacrificed the magic weapon on the spot, and several people behind him also got up together, took out the magic weapon and surrounded him.

Several evil cultivators who were with Wang Hong avoided them all, they just made a fortune together, and they were reluctant to say that they were partners, let alone friends.

If Wang Hong is bullied by outsiders, they may still help, but this kind of person who takes the initiative to find a lottery and can't bring benefits to everyone, the ghost will pay attention to him.

Wang Hong's face changed greatly, it was absolutely impossible for him to come up with this spirit stone.

He is also a ruthless man who can bend and stretch, gritted his teeth and took out 300 spirit stones from his arms, and said to Wu Fatzi again and again:

"It's my little brother I'm reckless, these 300 spirit stones are my apologies, please forgive Senior Brother Wu!"

On the one hand, he also said to several other evil cultivators:

"A few senior brothers, please help me say a few good words for the sake of the past......

"I was supposed to pay half of the fine, but this time it's over!"

Looking at the evil cultivator who Qi Qi had seen, it seemed that he felt that it was not good to force people too much, Wu Fatzi grabbed the spirit stone and muttered a few words.

Then, he turned his head and paced back to Xu Wen's side, and handed over the broken sword with a smile:

"Senior Brother Xu still needs this sword, as long as 300 spirit stones?"