Supreme Killer

Chapter 329 Innate Sword Fetus

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, those people in the Wang Dao League were speechless. If they lose, would they really eat the stone?

"Why, don't you believe in Ben Shao?" Qin Fei's eyes flashed with coldness.

"Of course I believe Brother Qin." The others nodded quickly, and no one wanted to offend Qin Fei.

"It's almost the same." Qin Fei nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer: "If you lose, then you have to swallow the stone!"

"Naturally." Xiao Fan smiled calmly, but he was also a little nervous in his heart. Although he believed in the power of the white stone, what if he failed?

"The two little friends bet on rocks. There is no need to play such a big game. Ten million soul stones are nothing, and those with broken arms and legs are unnecessary." The Wenfang master walked over. Some people bet on rocks, usually one The notary is present.

As the owner of Shifang, the owner of Wenfang naturally became a notary.

"Master of Wenfang, if other people want to bet on their arms, do I have to admit it?" Qin Fei said lightly, looking like Laozi was number one in the world, and didn't take Xiao Fan to heart from beginning to end.

The host of Wenfang looked at Xiao Fan slightly, a look of dislike flashed in his eyes, and said in his heart: "This kid was lucky to cut out a piece of colorful dragon wood last time. I don't think it's his own ability."

"Wenfang's master is a notary." Xiao Fan said lightly. He didn't care how Wenfang's master viewed it.

Some people are destined not to become friends. As long as they are not enemies, Xiao Fan will not take it too seriously.

"Are you coming or me?" Qin Fei looked at Xiao Fan with a smile, and attacked: "That's right. Someone chose a blood wind blade, and it's useless to untie it. It's a pity that the time for a stick of incense has passed. Up."

Qin Fei laughed, and then pointed to Huajian, and began to cut the stone. His movements were very skillful. At first glance, he was a person who had studied gambling on stones.

Not long after, a blood-colored glow burst out, and the majestic spiritual energy rushed straight away. In the center of the stone, there was a blood-colored lotus flower flickering, swaying its brilliance.

"The Sixth-Rank Spirit Medicine Blood Lotus Essence, really deserves to be Senior Brother Qin, so amazing!" The people of the Wang Daomeng didn't miss any opportunity to flatter Qin Fei.

"This kid is too ignorant of the height of the sky and the earth. Qin Fei's talent in betting on rocks, but even the older generation of cultivators admired him. He even dared to gamble with Qin Fei. Isn't this a court death?"

"Hey, a broken arm is better than losing a little life. It's a lesson."

The crowd gloated at Xiao Fan. In their opinion, Qin Fei had already won, a sixth-grade blood lotus essence, but a middle-grade soul stone worth hundreds of thousands.

Yi Yun and Xiang Rong both looked at Xiao Fan nervously, but Xiao Fan, with a very calm expression, walked to the master of Wenfang and said, "How much is this stone?"

"A piece of blood wind blade, I should give it to you." Wenfang master waved his hand.

"Send? Last time I spent a hundred soul stones to cut out the colorful dragon wood. Isn't there anyone who wants to take it back? Doing business, the money and goods are good." Wen Fang's face is not good, Xiao Fan is naturally not. Will love cold ass.

"One thousand middle-grade soul stones." The owner of Wenfang frowned and glanced at Xiao Fan, and said solemnly.

Xiao Fan directly handed in a thousand middle-grade soul stones, and then condensed his mind, turned his soul power into a sword, and cut it directly from the middle of the blood wind blade.

"How can there be such a stone, what if a handful of things are destroyed?"

"It's just a piece of waste rock, can there be something that can't be solved?"

The crowd wrinkled and no longer had any hope for Xiao Fan, this kid would definitely lose.

Xiao Fan directly threw away the cut half of the stone. The reason he dared to do so was because the half he was holding caused the white stone to move.

Next, Xiao Fan slowed down. Slowly, the stone in his hand turned into a strip, and his fingers became a sword, slowly cutting away from the top of the strip.

Immediately afterwards, a fierce air filled the stone in Xiao Fan's hand.

"Is there really something?" The crowd held their breath, their faces showing surprise.

Even the master of Wenfang moved slightly, and took a deep look at Xiao Fan. Is this kid pretending to be a pig and a tiger?

suddenly……

Huh! A sharp sword light shot from Xiao Fan's hand, and a blade storm was set off in the void, and the crowd retreated in fright.

"What a fierce momentum!" someone from the crowd exclaimed, staring at Xiao Fan in horror, and staring at his hand.

Qin Fei's face was livid, and the momentum emitted by this thing was already extraordinary, and the value was definitely not the blood lotus essence in his hands!

Xiao Fan was also entangled for a while, he probably already knew what was in his hand, and didn't want to open it in front of so many people.

However, if he didn't cut it completely, Qin Fei would definitely be stunned, and he might even slap him back when he thought of Xiao Fan.

"Qin Fei, isn't it? How about we get a tie in this battle?" Xiao Fan suddenly stopped laying the stone and looked up at Qin Fei.

The crowd secretly sighed that it was a pity, knowing that Xiao Fan was not going to make that rare thing public.

Qin Fei frowned, and secretly said in his heart: "It's hard for this kid to blow me up on purpose? There is nothing here at all, he created this vision on purpose?"

"If you want to solve it quickly, Ben Shao can afford to lose, what kind of baby can you solve with a **** blade?" Qin Fei smiled coldly.

Hearing this, the crowd's eyes brightened, but the owner of Wenfang frowned. He has been in the stone gambling industry for so many years, and from this momentum alone, he can guess the extraordinary things in Xiao Fan's hands.

Moreover, from Xiao Fan's words just now, the owner of the literary workshop can also see that Xiao Fan is not a person who does not know the heights of the sky, knows how to advance and retreat and tolerate.

It is a pity that Qin Fei is too arrogant, thinking that I am invincible in the world. As everyone knows, in the gambling industry, he has never always won the general.

"If you don't die, you won't die. I hope you will be willing to bet and lose!" Xiao Fan's eyes became cold.

I gave you a way out. If you don't go, don't blame me!

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan's sword finger suddenly swept toward the stone in his hand. The crowd was surprised when they saw this scene. Are they not afraid of ruining the treasure?

Cang!

There was a blast, and the void sparks shot in all directions. The stone in Xiao Fan's hand suddenly burst open, revealing a blood-red dagger. Above the dagger, some mysterious lines were densely covered.

The crowd was completely dumbfounded when they saw this scene, their lips trembled and their eyes were dull.

For a long time, the master of Wenfang trembled and said, "The congenital sword fetus, it turned out to be the congenital sword fetus!"

"Congenital Sword Fetus?" Although the crowd had already guessed it, they couldn't help being shocked when they heard these words.

"Looking at the quality, it should be at least 8-Rank. If a foundry sees it, it will definitely go bankrupt."

"Who can say no, a soul crystal of the eighth peak is worth 50 million yuan, and this eighth-grade sword fetus definitely exceeds 100 million."

"Little brother, whether this sword tire is sold or not, my Han family is willing to sell 100 million soul stones."

"My Zhang family gave out 120 million..."

...

The crowd has started to bid wildly. The value of this thing is definitely not under the colorful dragon wood. No wonder they are so surprised.

The most important thing is that this congenital sword fetus was cut out of the blood wind blade.