After this small twist and turn, the exchange between everyone continued to begin.

Everyone was careful, the exchange was very smooth, and gradually, the atmosphere became warm, and some people who were watching couldn't hold back and began to exchange.

When everyone had almost exchanged, Fang Xing stood up and said loudly: "The junior brother also has one thing to exchange, but at a fixed price, one hundred and fifty spirit stones, one less than one will not be exchanged, alas, in fact, one hundred and fifty spirit stones, I have already lost it, after all, this thing, but before I entered the fairy gate, I begged my father to buy it for 30,000 taels of gold......"

When he opened his mouth, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The young man before took out a mid-level flying sword worth a hundred spirit stones, which was so shocking, not to mention that there was another one who asked for one hundred and fifty yuan at this time? Moreover, he also said that it was already a loss to exchange only one hundred and fifty yuan, such a strange treasure, who didn't want to hurry over and take a look? Especially the big rat essence, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly leaned over.

"What kind of magic weapon is it, worth 30,000 taels of gold?

Fang Xingdao: "This senior brother, seeing that you are also a knowledgeable person, I am about to ask you to appraise it to see if this thing is worth three hundred spirit stones, or can you add a little more......"

As he spoke, he spread his palms, revealing a delicate and ingenious cigarette bottle, which emitted a slight aura in the moonlight.

"Huh?"

The big rat Jing glanced at it, and felt that this was indeed a spiritual weapon, but he felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that it was not worth 30,000 taels of gold, but he listened to Fang Xing's confidence, and he was a little afraid to confirm it in his heart, so he took a closer look.

The people next to him all had the same idea, and they leaned over to take a look.

"It's indeed a magic weapon, but it doesn't seem to be worth 30,000 taels of gold, isn't this senior brother deceived?"

"Hey, senior brother won't deliberately ask for a price, he wants to coax us into a high price, right?"

"Not necessarily, this senior brother, is there anything extraordinary about this magic weapon, can you let me wait and see?"

Everyone discussed in a low voice, and some people wanted to see the performance of this magic weapon.

"Of course you can, hum, I don't want to say that this magic weapon is not worth 30,000 taels of gold, I don't want to talk about you, your eyes are really revealing, today I will say this to you, and I want you to see and understand, what is a real magic weapon!" Fang Xing pretended to be, spread out his palm, pressed it on the top of the cigarette bottle, and said in a low voice: "All eyes wide, this magic weapon is wonderful in the subtleties, it can't be done if you don't look carefully......"

Hearing him say this, everyone couldn't help but get closer.

"Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, 30,000 taels of gold magic weapon, manifest your spirit!"

Fang Xing saw that everyone was about the same distance, so he drank in a low voice and slapped the top of the cigarette bottle with a palm.

"Sneer......"

Suddenly, a puff of smoke flew out of the snuffer.

The smoke, pale cyan, smelled into the nose, only felt sweet.

A few of the smart disciples who approached the cigarette bottle immediately shook their heads and fainted to the ground.

Those who were smart and double also shook their bodies, and wanted to struggle, but they only felt weak and slowly softened.

And that rat essence, the highest cultivation and the strongest resistance, after feeling that something was wrong, he immediately wanted to pull away and escape, but he was the closest to the smoking bottle, and when Fang Xing released the poisonous smoke, he sprayed directly towards his nostrils, and when he saw him retreating, he also jumped suddenly and chased after him, the smoking bottle was always a foot in front of him, and it sprayed violently in his face.

"You ......"

The big rat was staring at Fang Xing with round eyes, pointing at Fang Xing and wanting to make a big move, but he was dizzy for a while, and his body slowly softened.

However, the expression on his face at this time was obviously very unwilling.

He is usually careful, and after he came this time, he has been guarding against those guys who look like old disciples of Qingyun Sect, but no matter what, he never expected that a disciple who had just entered the Immortal Sect would have such courage to dare to do such a thing.

If you are careless for a while, you can only admit that you are in a trap.

"Damn, I almost failed to kill Lao Tzu!"

Fang Xing kicked him hard, and stepped on a little meat to grind hard, and found that the big rat essence had no reaction, so he put his mind at ease, and there was no one who could endure the pain and react a little, it seemed that he was really unconscious.

The smoke bottle that the fourth uncle gave him is really good, but he is also taking risks, Fang Xing knows that although this smoke is extraordinary, the higher the opponent's cultivation, the stronger the resistance, the fourth uncle himself has a bigger one than this, but after spraying it towards Xiao Jianming and the iron eagle under the seat, the other party just shook it, and then cut him in half with a sword.

It can be seen from this that this smoke is at least completely ineffective for the disciples of the True Sect who are above the sevenfold level of agility.

And Du Fang dared to do this vote, and he had also tested it on himself before, and released a little smoke towards himself, and immediately fell asleep for a day and a night, based on this, it was concluded that it was possible to use it to do a vote.

"What's wrong?"

Someone asked in a low voice not far away, and Fang Xing's heart sank, and he immediately knew that it was the two guards who heard the movement.

Fang Xing was slightly shocked in his heart, thinking that he had forgotten that there were still these two guys at the door.

"Fuck, don't rob it, can't you change this baby? Get out, Lao Tzu is gone!"

Fang Xing's eyes rolled, and he suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound startled a flock of flying birds.

The two guards were taken aback, and hurriedly rushed in to investigate, and bumped into a figure head-on, but saw that the man stumbled, and a small cigarette bottle in his hand was about to fly out of his hand, and the two guards subconsciously reached out to catch it, but saw that the figure turned in the air, and pressed the palm on the cigarette bottle, and immediately a cyan smoke sprayed out, and it sprayed on one of the faces.

"You ......"

The guard was slightly startled, and before he could react, he felt a strong sweet fragrance in his mouth and nose, and his body went limp.

"What do you want to do?"

The other guard was taken aback, he only smelled a little, and although he felt dizzy, he was not yet faint.

Fang Xing smiled coldly and said, "Do this!"

He pulled out his knife and stabbed him.

The guard was taken aback, and hurriedly flashed to the side, reaching for his weapon in his arms.

But after all, he was also a little smoky, his reaction was a little slow, and the movement of the magic weapon was a little slower, and Fang Xing had already jumped up in the air after hitting the air with one blow, turned around and kicked him in the chest, kicking him to the ground.

At this time, this guard finally had the opportunity to take out his flying sword, and forcibly endured the dizziness in his mind, so he wanted to lock on to Fang Xing and sacrifice the flying sword, but at this moment, Fang Xing suddenly took out something and raised it towards him.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A silver light flew in, and the dust around the guard was flying, and a terrible sound sounded.

"It's not comfortable to nail this thing to your body, if you don't want to die, throw the flying sword aside......"

Fang Xing's voice sounded coldly, but in his hand, he was holding an iron cylinder, and the silver light was shooting out of it.

The guard was shocked, and turned his head to look, only to see a row of silver needles on the ground beside him, most of which had been inserted into the ground, and even a few of them were shot on the trees beside him, but they were also completely submerged, only showing a slight head and tail.

This made him feel a chill in his heart, if such a terrifying silver needle hit his body......

"Since you are seeking death by yourself, then you must not blame me ......"

Fang Xing suddenly shouted, and the iron cylinder in his hand was raised.

"Don't, I'll throw away the flying sword......"

The guard was just an ordinary disciple of the outer sect, not long after he entered the Dao Gate, he still had a dream of a free immortal in his heart, how could he give up his life at this time, and immediately shouted and threw the flying sword aside.

"Hey, count you as acquaintances!"

Fang Xing sneered, stuffed the iron cylinder into his arms, strode over, and kicked the guard in the face.

The guard's head shook and slowly softened, and suddenly he rose up again, and said with a crying voice, "What are you doing?"

"Fuck, why haven't you fainted yet?"

Fang Xing was also a little embarrassed, so he had to take the cigarette bottle and spray it in his face, and now it was done, and the guard fell down in response and did not wake up again.

"Hehe, it's a bumper harvest today, what a flock of fat sheep......"

Fang Xing was so happy that he dragged the two guards to the middle of the valley, and then began to collect his booty.

First, he took off the storage ring on the hand of the young man who seemed to be from a large family, and then began to search for spirit stones on everyone.

When everyone was trading with each other just now, he had already memorized what was on these people, and he was familiar with it at this time.

(Thank you [YangZhiGang], [莙子tan Dandan], [Xinjia] for the tips, thank you for your support!)