The people in the treasure forest were surprised, not only because the two divine weapons were still bleeding, but also because most of these two divine weapons were not unfamiliar with them.

The three divine weapons that were named by Jin Jie, Glazed Slash, Xingdian Lock, and the three divine weapons that were named by Jin Jie before were quite distinctive and easy to recognize. At this time, these three divine weapons were recognized in Ling Ziyan's hands. Some people also knew that the owner of these three divine weapons, Jin Shizhong, Yu Guangyi and the mine, were interested in the fat sheep that appeared in the treasure forest today, and went hunting together.

As a result, the three of them are now in the hands of Fei Yang.

Who is the fat sheep? Who is the hunter? Is the blood dripping on the divine weapon belonging to the three of them?

These are just these three items. In addition to each of the divine weapons, there should be a master behind them who would rather die than let them go.

But now the master is gone, and the magic weapon is taken to the middle circle of the treasure forest and is directly sold.

"Boy, you are a little crazy!" Finally someone spoke out and said what everyone was thinking.

Baozhilin is just a gathering place. The people gathered here are never a whole. They are not proud of Baozhilin. Some people insult or look down on Baozhilin, and they will not feel any turmoil in their hearts. Here they may be businessmen, partners, enemies, or friends.

This is the principle that should be maintained in the Baozhi Forest. Sister Jin can survive in the Baozhi Forest for twenty years because she believes in this enough.

But people are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless?

Everyone felt a little uncomfortable when they saw so many magic weapons of Treasure Forest people robbed away and were taken to the middle circle to sell when they were still bleeding.

Is it a shared hatred for the enemy? Or is it a rabbit dies and a fox feels sad? No one can explain it clearly. It’s just that it’s very abnormal at this moment, no one is thinking about business, no one is thinking about profit. Everyone glared at Lu Ping and the five people, and the crowd gradually tended to surround him.

"Don't anyone want it?" Lu Ping asked again at this time.

"You're dead!" Someone shouted loudly, and a red light shot towards Lu Ping.

Lu Pingwei turned sideways, flashed by, and raised his fingers lightly.

puff!

A blood arrow soared into the sky, and everyone was shocked, including Lu Ping himself and Fang Yizhu.

A crowd had already scattered, and a fountain was formed above one of the people on the middle of the open space, which was still shaking, and his arms were still pointing at Lu Ping.

After shaking twice, his body finally fell down and the blood was no longer spraying. Only then did everyone see clearly that he had no head.

The forest suddenly became quiet again, and the crowd that was surrounding just now spreading again. "What are you doing?" Fang Yi looked at Lu Ping in a daze.

Lu Ping was looking at his fingers and recalled carefully that just now, he just used a sound of signs to fight back. There was nothing special, nor did he deliberately increase his strength. How could he beat someone like this at once? Lu Ping couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe he is too weak." Lu Ping said.

Everyone heard this, everyone was looking at the headless corpse that was lying on the ground, and the blood still flowing out of their necks, feeling chills.

Although the head is gone, everyone still knows this person. He dares to be the first to attack in front of everyone. This person must not be said to be weak, or even strong. The fifth-level supernatural ability is "strong in blood", and there are not many people who dare to say that they can take over in the treasure forest.

But he died like this. The other party didn't even ask his name, leaving only a guessing comment that "maybe too weak".

If Shao Zhang is weak, then most of them here are not worthy of standing here?

Baozhilin's once-in-a-lifetime shared hatred of the enemy ended with Shao Zhang's first move. The silent crowd did not dare to look directly at Lu Ping at this time, and they were all retreating, and there was a tendency to scatter.

"Look, it's all your fault, you scared everyone away!" Fang Yizhu blamed Lu Ping.

"It was just an accident just now. Isn't anyone looking for the magic weapon?" Lu Ping continued to work hard and asked for a string from Ling Ziyan and went up to sell it in person.

His speed was very fast, and he had already plunged into a crowd in the blink of an eye, making people unable to hide.

"Do you want the magic weapon? Look, there are many kinds." He lifted the magic weapon and shook it in front of him.

Everyone who could avoid them was hiding, but the person who was being asked by Lu Ping did not dare to leave.

This is a forced buying and selling! The man who was asked by Lu Ping was crying and was crying. He was already doing business in the treasure forest and felt like he was licking blood from a knife. Did these fierce people ever think that they would be forced to sell?

Run? Don't dare.

Reject? Don't dare.

This guy had to pretend to be a choice. In fact, he mostly recognized Lu Ping's magic weapon, which one is better and which one is the most valuable to him. Think about it, he would have to be used as a force, so he would choose someone to make him feel comfortable, so he provoked one of them and asked, "How to sell this?"

The magic weapon he chose was a short sword named Cang Zi. Although it was only a third-level magic weapon, it was purely strengthened by the soul of the rushing spirit, which was very suitable for him. He envied for a long time, but knew that this magic weapon was as good as the old master and could not be transferred, so he simply didn't think about it. He was forced to buy it from someone else today.

In the past, he would have won the divine weapon without hesitation. After all, the value of the divine weapon varies from person to person, and the same divine weapon is of different value to different cultivators. But today, Cang Zi, who has been coveting for a long time, can get it in a blink of an eye, but he is not happy at all. Thinking of the terrifying number he was about to hear, he felt that Cang Zi could not bring comfort to him.

I just hope it doesn't go too far! The man was thinking dejectedly, and suddenly heard Lu Ping repeat his just words: "How to sell this?"

"Ah?" He looked up blankly and realized that Lu Ping was not asking him, but was greeting Fang Yizhu over there.

Fang Yizhu ran over quickly, picked up Cang Zi and pretended to take a sample. These were all magic weapons he had just bought, and he didn't have time to take a closer look!

"Level 3... The soul of the Chong is strengthened? Single? Oh, that's a little more expensive." Fang Yizhu held Cang Zi in his hand, injected the power of the soul and said while feeling the strengthening effect. The sentence "It's a little more expensive" made the man feel the intention to die.

Of course, he didn't die like this. After calming down, he still asked, "How much?"

The third-level magic weapon can still be measured by money.

"Well... well, eight thousand... no, ten thousand gold!" Fang Yizhu said.

"How many?" the man said in surprise.

"It's ten thousand, but for the sake of your first guest, I'll give you a 20% discount and 80,000 yuan. Are you happy?" Fang Yizhu patted the person on the shoulder and said.

But seeing that the other party just stared at him but did not respond, Fang Yizhu was a little embarrassed and laughed at Lu Ping, "Look at him, he was so happy that he was stupid."
Chapter completed!