After these small twists and turns, the exchange among the people continued.
Everyone was careful, and the exchange went smoothly. Gradually, the atmosphere became heated, and some people who were watching couldn't hold back anymore, and started to exchange.
When everyone was almost done exchanging, Fang Xing stood up and said in a loud voice: "Little brother also has something to exchange, but the price is one hundred and fifty spirit stones, and I won't exchange one less. I have already lost one hundred and fifty spirit stones, after all, I begged my father to buy them for thirty thousand taels of gold before I entered the fairy gate... "
When he opened his mouth, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The young man before took out a mid-level flying sword worth 100 yuan of spirit stones, which was so shocking, let alone another one asking for 150 yuan at this time? Moreover, he also said that it would be a loss to exchange only one hundred and fifty yuan. Who wouldn't want to hurry over to have a look at such a rare treasure? Especially the big mouse spirit, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and he quickly leaned over.
"What magic weapon is it that can be worth 30,000 taels of gold? Quickly take it out and have a look?"
Fang Xingdao: "Senior brother, I see that you are also a smart person. I am going to ask you to appraise it to see if this thing is worth three hundred spirit stones, or can I add a little more..."
As he spoke, he spread his palms, revealing a long and exquisite snuff bottle, which shone slightly in the moonlight.
"Huh?"
The big mouse took a good look at it, and felt that it was indeed a spiritual weapon, but felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that it was not worth thirty thousand taels of gold, but he was a little afraid to confirm the confidence in Fang Xing's words, so he moved closer look.
The people next to him also had the same idea, and they all moved their heads closer to look at it.
"It's indeed a magic weapon, but it doesn't seem to be worth 30,000 taels of gold. Could it be that this brother was cheated?"
"Hey, senior brother won't ask for a price on purpose, is he trying to coax us into paying a high price?"
"Not necessarily, senior brother, is there anything extraordinary about this magic weapon, can you let me wait and see?"
Everyone discussed in low voices, and some people wanted to see the performance of this magic weapon.
"Of course you can. Hmph, I don't even want to talk about you, dude who said that this magical artifact is not worth thirty thousand taels of gold. My eyesight is really rotten. I'm going to say this to you today, and I want you to see it, what? It's called a real magic weapon!" Fang Xing put on a face, spread his palms, pressed it on the top of the snuff pot, and said in a low voice: "You all have your eyes wide open, this magic weapon is wonderful in its subtleties, you can't do it if you don't look carefully..."
Hearing what he said, everyone couldn't help getting closer.
"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the magic weapon of thirty thousand taels of gold, let's manifest!"
Fang Xing saw that the distance between them was almost the same, so he drank in a low voice and hit the smoking pot with his palm.
"Chi..."
Suddenly, a puff of smoke flew out of the smoking pot.
The smoke was light blue in color, and after smelling it into the nose, it felt sweet and sweet.
The disciples of the first level of Lingdong who approached the snuff pot immediately shook their heads and passed out on the ground.
The bodies of those who were at the second level of agility also trembled. They wanted to struggle, but they felt powerless and slowly fell limp.
And that mouse spirit, with the highest cultivation base and the strongest resistance, immediately fled away when he felt something was wrong, but he was the closest to the snuff pot, and when Fang Xing released the poisonous smoke, he pointed directly at his nostrils After spraying it, seeing him retreating again, she also jumped up suddenly, and chased after him. The smoking pot was always one foot in front of him, and sprayed violently towards his face.
"you… "
The big mouse spirit stared at Fang Xing with small eyes, pointing at Fang Xing and wanting to scold him, but he became dizzy for a while, and his body gradually became limp.
However, the expression on his face at this time was obviously very unwilling.
He is usually careful, and since 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 just entered the immortal sect would be so courageous , dare to do such a thing.
If he was careless and fell into a trap, he could only admit that he was unlucky.
"What the hell, almost made me fail!"
Fang Xing kicked him hard, and even stepped on a little bit of flesh to grind it hard, and found that the big mouse spirit didn't respond, so he was relieved, there is no one who can endure this pain and react a little, It looked like he was really comatose.
The smoking bottle that my fourth uncle gave me is really not bad, but I also took the risk. Fang Xing knew that although the smoking bottle was extraordinary, the higher the opponent's cultivation base, the stronger the resistance. There was a bigger one, but after it was sprayed towards Xiao Jianming and Tie Ying, the other party just swayed, and cut him in half with a sword.
It can be seen from this that this mist is almost completely ineffective at least for true disciples who are above the seventh level of agility.
And Du Fang dared to do this vote, and he also tested it on himself before. He released a little smoke on himself, and immediately fell into a drowsy sleep for a day and a night. Based on this, he decided to use it for a vote It is possible.
"What's going on?"
Someone asked in a low voice not far away, Fang Xing's heart shuddered, and he immediately knew that it was the two guards who heard the movement.
Fang Xing was slightly shocked, thinking that he had forgotten that there were these two guys at the door.
"Damn it, don't grab it, I don't want to change this baby, why not? Get the hell out, I'm gone!"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and suddenly yelled loudly. The sound of the voice startled a group of birds into the air.
The two guards were taken aback, and hurried in to check, they bumped into a figure head-on, but saw the man staggering, with a small snuff bottle in his hand about to fly out, the two guards reached out subconsciously. Then, I saw the figure of the man turning in the air, pressing the palm of his hand on the snuff bottle, and immediately a blue smoke sprayed out, directly spraying on one of the faces.
"you… "
The guard was slightly startled, but before he could react, he felt a strong sweet smell 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 bit. Although he also felt dizzy, he didn't pass out.
Fang Xing smiled coldly and said, "Do this!"
He pulled out the knife and stabbed at him.
The guard was taken aback, and hurriedly dodged to the side, reaching for his magic weapon from his bosom.
But after all, he was also hit by a little mist, and his reaction was a little slow, and the movement of fetching the magic weapon was a little slow. After Fang Xing hit the air with one blow, he jumped up in the air, turned around and kicked him in the chest, knocking him down. Kicked to the ground.
At this time, the guard finally had the opportunity to take out his flying sword, resisting the dizziness in his head, and wanted to lock on to Fang Xing and sacrifice the flying sword, but at this moment, Fang Xing suddenly took out his flying sword. One thing, raised it towards him.
"Papa papa..."
A piece of silver light flew towards the guard, and dust flew up around the guard, and there was a terrifying sound.
"It's uncomfortable to be nailed to the body. If you don't want to die, just throw the flying sword aside..."
Fang Xing's voice sounded coldly, but in his hand, he was holding an iron cylinder, from which the silver light shot out.
The guard was startled, and turned his head to look, only to see a row of silver needles on the ground around him, most of which had been inserted into the ground, and even a few shot on the trees around him, but they were all submerged. Show a little head and tail.
This made him feel cold, if such a terrifying silver needle hits his body...
"Since you are looking for death yourself, you can't blame me..."
Fang Xing suddenly shouted, raising the iron cylinder in his hand.
"No, I'll throw away the flying sword..."
The guard was just an ordinary outer disciple, who had just entered the Taoist sect not long ago, and was still dreaming of a fairy dream in his heart, how could he give up his life at this moment, shouted immediately, and threw the flying sword aside.
"Hey, you're smart!"
Fang Xing sneered, stuffed the iron cylinder into his arms, strode forward, and kicked the guard in the face.
The guard shook his head, slowly fell limp, and suddenly lifted it up again, crying: "What are you doing?"
"Damn it, why aren't you dizzy yet?"
Fang Xing was also a little embarrassed, so he had to take the cigarette bottle and spray it on his face. This was done, and the guard fell down in response and did not wake up again.
"Hey, today is a big harvest, what a flock of fat sheep..."
Fang Xing was overjoyed, and dragged the two guards to the middle of the valley, and then began to collect his spoils.
First, he took off the storage ring on the hand of the young man who seemed to be from a rich family, and then began to search for spirit stones on everyone.
When everyone was trading with each other just now, he had already remembered what these people had on them, so he was familiar with it now.