"Who dares to kill me?"

As the cultivators shouted, many people began to float in their minds, but as soon as the voice fell, Fang Xing burst into a shout, and picked up another sword tire, and collided with the sword tire in his hand in the air, and with a snap, the two sword tires exploded together, and a sad aura emerged from the fragments of the long sword, flying into the air, and shattered.

This scene is extremely beautiful, but in the hearts of all cultivators, it is suddenly cold......

Destroyed two more sword fetuses, this is a sword fetus, does this little ghost really treat it as fireworks?

In the stunned eyes of the cultivators, Fang Xing's voice was cold: "I said, whoever dares to think rashly, the young master will destroy all the sword fetuses!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the monk who was standing behind him and already had a sword fetus: "Your sword fetus is the same!"

When the monks heard this, they were all shocked.

At this time, this little bastard finally showed up.

Sure enough, after Fang Xing said this, the six monks behind him who had bought the sword fetus with hundreds of spirit stones, although they were suspicious, after some hesitation, they still stepped forward slowly, occupied the six corners respectively, and coldly swept towards the cultivators.

"Robers, kill!"

One of the monks opened his mouth coldly and shouted to the cultivators.

The cultivators were frightened for a while, and it was only at this time that they realized that these six monks were faintly the strongest people among the cultivators, except for Li Ying and Han Ying, and everyone had the ability to deter a monk.

"Can't you see that this is the little ghost's ploy, and that he is willing to die for him?"

One of the monks yelled and glared at the six.

"Yes, it's this little devil who deliberately divides us and others. Why don't we kill him together......"

Another monk roared. Drink to the people. Stir up the multitude.

When Fang Xing heard this, he smiled coldly, took out two more sword tires, and was about to crash into the air.

"Don't ......"

"Don't be impulsive......"

All the monks were startled, and countless people shouted to stop Fang Xing.

As soon as I saw this posture, I knew that this little bastard was going to use the sword tire as a firework again......

This trick is too poisonous.

Fang Xing's movements in his hand also stopped, and said with a smile: "You are all reluctant, it's okay." Master is tired of watching fireworks, so let's do it, that guy who looks like a bear looks really annoying, who of you is willing to take action for the master, chop off this guy's head for me, and the master will give him the sword tire that is ready to be set off as fireworks, what do you think?"

Is this a clear intention to let the cultivators kill each other?

A group of monks, all frightened, looked at each other, but no one moved.

And the monk was shocked. Urgently raised the spiritual defense, and shouted: "Don't fall for that little ghost's ......"

The words are still not falling. Fang Xing had already lifted the two sword tires again, ready to shatter them.

"Slow ......"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and among the monks, four or five of them burst out at the same time, and slew at the monk who was on his back, and the big bear shouted angrily: "You really want to kill me? Can't you see that this is the trick of the little devil? I am willing to fight with you...... In the roar, he cast a spell and fought with the monks who besieged him, and he was as angry and mad as a wild beast.

It's just that his strength is really not very high, only the foundation is double, and he will soon be dead on the spot.

"Give you ......"

All the monks rushed forward to cut off his head, but one of them was the fastest, chopped it off with a knife, and kicked it at Fang Xing.

Fang Xing raised his foot, stepped on the head of the person who refused to close his eyes, and sneered: "Very good, here you go!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the two sword fetuses were thrown directly to the monk who had cut off the head of the big bear.

The monk was also overjoyed, holding the two sword fetuses, the whole person was like crazy, and subconsciously spoke: "Thank you......"

After saying this, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and there were countless pairs of crazy eyes staring at him around him.

The monk was taken aback, and hurriedly dodged behind Fang Xing, his eyes scanning the other monks vigilantly.

Two sword fetuses are enough to make all monks kill for them.

Fang Xing's voice also sounded: "Wait for a while, you can grab as much as you like, but now if someone starts to rob, the master is in a bad mood, and he wants to watch the fireworks again, of course, let's follow the rules as usual, as long as someone makes me feel bad and wants to watch the fireworks, someone else chops off his head for me, and the master will give him the fireworks as a reward, does anyone else want to try it?"

This is already extremely arrogant, but the big dog and bear are in front of the miserable situation, and for a while, no one dares to refute it.

Seeing this scene, it was Han Ying and Li Ying, who also glanced at each other, and their eyes were quite surprised.

This cheap brother, the bad heart is really a must.

From the very beginning, like a fool, one or two hundred spirit stones began to send out the sword fetus, Fang Xing had already begun to stir up discord among the monks, first of all, the sword fetus he sold cheaply at the beginning seemed to be designated at random, but intentionally or unintentionally, he picked the strongest people among the monks, this is also a kind of ability, it is the special ability given to Fang Xing by the Yin Yang God Demon Jian.

These six people were able to get the sword fetus at such a low price, it was really a bit of a surprise, and then Fang Xing threatened them with the practice of destroying all the sword fetuses if anyone wanted to make trouble, as long as they wanted to get the sword fetus safely, it was best to maintain order for Fang Xing, be his accomplice, and let him sell the other sword fetuses well, although this plan was simple, but it was really effective.

After all, from the perspective of these six monks, getting the sword fetus is the most important thing.

After that, Fang Xing asked the monk to kill the big bear that incited others to loot, which was a deliberate demonstration.

All the tactics were rough and direct, without any beauty, but they proved to work!

His ninth uncle taught him that everyone is the same, they don't suffer from poverty and injustice, because you have money and I don't, so it is easy to cause turmoil, and the method of provoking turmoil is also very simple, so he only needs to create a little "injustice" among the monks who are unanimously hostile to him, then naturally there will be people who have gained benefits to help him maintain a good rule, almost a hundred tests.

Of course, the main reason why Fang Xing dared to play like this was because he was ready to break up in two, if anyone disobeyed the rules he customized, then I would really destroy all the sword fetuses and run for my life alone, and I was not afraid that the cultivators would remember him and secretly cause harm, because he had already declared war with the Huangfu family, he had already become a public enemy, and it was difficult to be good.

With this vigor, he seems to be able to do everything with ease.

After suppressing the cultivators, they continued to auction the sword fetus, although the cultivators had ugly faces and complicated expressions, but there were still many people who began to bid, but in this Xuan Domain, who would carry so many spirit stones with them? Therefore, the bidding was not based on the spirit stones, but after two rounds of bidding, some monks had no choice but to take out the opportunity obtained from the Xuan Domain.

Fang Xing had already expected it, so he accepted the ten rare elixirs as he said, and then pointed out the ownership of the sword fetus and asked him to wait.

After that, move on to the auction of another sword tire.

At this time, the Great Golden Crow had successfully fused the cyan fairy sword fetus, and had stabilized the state, and rushed to join in the fun, but Fang Xing trusted it, so he asked him to preside over the auction, and asked the Wanling Banner to help keep an eye on it, while he himself sneered, glanced at the monks, turned around and returned to the black hall, his face flushed, and his body was shaky.

"Can't stand it?"

The robber in Tsing Yi appeared behind Fang Xing and asked softly.

Fang Xing wiped a handful of blood oozing from his lips, smiled, and said, "It seems that you can't just work hard!"

At this time, Xu Lingyun was also adjusting his state after he had just obtained the fairy sword, and when he saw blood oozing from the corner of Fang Xing's mouth, he was taken aback, and hurriedly got up and helped him sit down, Fang Xing waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, but Xu Lingyun still pulled his wrist and called for him.

Seeing this, Xu Lingyun first fed Fang Xing and took two Ning Shen Pills to help him suppress his vain blood qi, and then started refining the pill.

In this case, Fang Xing did not refuse, sat down, and slowly operated his spiritual power to nourish his body.

Time passed slowly, and the big golden crow outside was full of interest in the auction, for example, Fang Xing was even annoying, but anyway, Zhong Xiu was blackmailed, and he was not happy, and he didn't like it, after Fang Xing's previous foreshadowing, the auction process was also smooth, a total of more than 70 sword tires, all of which were sold at a good price, but between the cangs, no one in the public cultivators had enough money on their bodies, even if they were mortgaged by the opportunity obtained in the Xuan Domain, these sword tires were still sold cheaply, but there was no way.

In the process of the auction, Fang Xing thought about it carefully, and asked Xu Lingyun to take the five sword tires and give them to Xiao Xue in private, Xiao Xue understood, secretly thanked Fang Xing, and left without mentioning it, she also knew that these five sword tires could be regarded as Fang Xiaojiu's true return to the kindness of Daxue Mountain, and from now on, he would never appear in this world again.

As more and more sword tires were sold, the monks were also a little frightened, and the competition became more and more fierce, and many monks who were very disdainful at the beginning couldn't help but join the ranks of bidding, because they found that the more they reached the end, the higher the price of the sword tire was called, and more and more people began to defend the auction rules intentionally or unintentionally, and it was impossible to agitate and loot.

At this time, the only way they could get the sword fetus was to obediently take out the spirit stone or chance in exchange. (To be continued......)