() Bao Zhilin's people were surprised not only because the two strings of soldiers were still bleeding, but also because most of the two strings of soldiers were not new to them.

The gold darts, Liuli chop, and Xingdian lock, the three magical soldiers that had been named by Sister Jin before, are more distinctive and more recognizable. At this time, these three magic soldiers were recognized by Ling Ziyan. Some people also know that the masters of these three **** soldiers-Jin Shizhong, Yu Guangyi, and the mine are all interested in the fat sheep that appeared in Baozhilin today, and they went hunting together.

As a result, the three soldiers are now in the hands of the fat sheep.

Who is a fat sheep? Who is the hunter? Is the blood dripping from the Divine Soldier three of them?

These are just these three pieces, and every piece of magical soldiers other than this should have a master who would rather die than let them go.

But now the master is gone, and the Divine Soldier is taken to the middle circle of Baozhilin in the hands of others, and he is directly called out.

"Boy, you are a little crazy!" Finally someone said aloud and said what everyone was saying.

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

This is the rule that should exist in Baozhilin. Sister Jin can survive in Baozhilin for 20 years because it is enough to believe this.

It's just that people are not plants, can they be ruthless?

Seeing so many treasure soldiers of the Baozhilin being robbed, they were taken to the middle circle to sell when blood was dripping. Everyone was a little bit disgusted.

Is it the same enemy? Or is the rabbit dead and sad? No one can tell. It's just very abnormal at this moment, no one is thinking about buying and selling, no one is thinking about benefits. Everyone glared at Luping five people together, and the crowd gradually became surrounded.

"Does anyone want it?" Lu Ping asked again at this time.

"I'm going to kill you!" One who didn't know where he slammed, a red light shot towards Luping.

Lu Ping flicked sideways, flashing, and raised his fingers slightly.

puff!

A blood arrow rose into the sky, everyone was startled, even Lu Ping himself and Fang Yizhu four of them.

A crowd had already spread out, and a fountain above a shoulder in the middle of the open space was still shaking, and the raised arm was still pointing at Luping.

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

Suddenly, the forest was quiet again, and the crowd that was just surrounding it unconsciously spread again.

"What are you doing?" Fang Yi stared at Luping stunnedly.

Lu Ping was looking at his fingers, and recalled carefully that he had just counterattacked with a sound, and there was nothing special and no intentional effort. How could he beat people like this at once, Lu Ping couldn't understand.

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

Everyone heard this sentence. Everyone was looking at the headless corpse that had fallen to the ground, and the blood that was still flowing from the neck to the outside, and the heart was chilling.

Although the head is gone, everyone still knows this one. Dare to take the first shot in front of everyone, this one must not be weak, even strong. Fifth-level ability "Fangqianggang", few in the treasure forest dare to say that it can be taken.

In the end, he died like this. The other party didn't even ask his name, leaving only a speculative comment "maybe too weak".

If Shao Zhang is weak, would n’t most of them be unworthy to stand here?

Bao Zhilin's once-in-a-lifetime feud with his enemies ended with Shao Zhang taking the lead. The silent crowd dared not look directly at Lu Ping at this time, faintly retreating backwards, and there was a tendency to be scattered.

"Look, I blame you and scared everyone away!" Fang Yi blamed Lu Ping.

"It was just an accident, did no one want Shenbing?" Lu Ping continued to work hard, and came over from Ling Ziyan to sell it personally.

His speed is very fast, and he has penetrated into a crowd in a blink of an eye, making it impossible for people to hide.

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

Those who can hide are hiding, but the one who is being asked by Lu Ping dares to leave.

This is strong buying and strong selling! The one who was asked by Lu Ping was crying without tears. There is already a feeling of licking blood in the forest of treasure in the forest. Why did these murderers think they would be forced to buy and sell?

run? Dare not.

Refuse? Don't dare.

This man had to choose by force. In fact, most of Luping's string of soldiers knew which was better and which was the most valuable to him at a glance. Think about it anyway, you have to be forced to use it, it is better to choose one to make yourself comfortable, so provoked one of them and asked: "How do you sell this?"

The magical soldier he selected was a short sword named Cangzi. Although it was only a third-level magical soldier, it was pure and powerful. It was suitable for other purposes. He envyed him for a long time, but knew that this magical soldier was as good as the old master, and it was impossible to transfer, so he didn't even think about it. Who thought that he would be forced to buy it from someone else today.

In the past, this magical soldier is a premium, and he will take it without hesitation. After all, the value of this kind of magical soldier varies from person to person, and the same magical soldier has different values ​​for different cultivators. But today, the long-coveted Cang Zi was instantly available, but he was not happy at all. Thinking of the horrible number he was about to hear, he felt that Cang Zi could not bring comfort to himself.

Just hope not to go too far! The man was thinking dejectedly, and suddenly heard Lu Ping repeat what he just said: "How do you sell this?"

"Ah?" He looked up blankly, only to realize that Lu Ping was not asking him, but was greeting toward Fang Yizhu over there.

Fang Yizhu hurried over, picked up Cang Zi and pretended to be a sample. These are all the soldiers who have just started, and he did not have time to take a closer look!

"Three levels ... reinforcement of the soul of the rush? Single? Oh, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is a bit more expensive." Fang Yizhu took Cang Zi in his hand and injected the power of the soul into the feeling of strengthening Talking. The phrase "get a little more expensive" made the intentional die.

Of course, he didn't die like this, and after calming down, he asked, "How much?"

Three-level magic soldiers can still be measured by money.

"This ... well, eight thousand ... no, ten thousand gold!" Fang Yi said.

"How much?" The man exclaimed.

"It's 10,000, but for your share of being our first guest, I'll give you 20% off, eight thousand gold, are you happy?" Fang Yizhu patted the shoulder and said.

But looking at the other party was just staring, but there was no response. Fang Yizhu was a little embarrassed, and he said to Lu Ping: "Look at him, you are stupid when you are happy."

"How do I think that your price is not right?" Lu Ping wondered.