Lin Fan made the offer, and he was confident.

Everyone in the world doesn't know that all the standard swords of the Sword Saint Palace require the essence of space to be mixed into them.

Therefore, the space essence that Wu Jian just gave him is probably at least 20,000 to 30,000 kilograms. Is it worth comparing with him based on this Yingshan Mountain?

Putting aside Wu Jian, he possesses such heaven-defying raw materials as Xuanhuang Mother Qi. With just one or two grams, he can crush this old Yingshan dog to death, leaving him without the right to speak.

Lin Fan directly quoted a price of 300 kilograms, which shocked Yingshan.

His eyes were as sharp as a goshawk. He stared at Lin Fan and said grimly: "Boy, I can't believe that a mere casual cultivator can have such a strong family background."

"Not convinced?" Lin Fan responded directly.

Not at all polite.

Since Yingshan wants to humiliate him, then come and let him accompany you.

"Little bastard, do you know who you are talking to?" Yingshan roared.

"Old bastard, do you know who you are talking to?" Yanseng couldn't help it, he directly scolded and cursed.

Yingshan's pupils shrank: "Bloodline of the Yi family?"

Yanshen sneered: "Old dog, there are some people you cannot offend. If the identity of some people is exposed, the entire wilderness will be alarmed, and endless demon clans will come to see and worship. If you are sensible, apologize quickly, or you will regret it too late.

That’s it.”

"Tsk tsk...hehe...hahaha...you dare to speak like this for a human cultivator. It seems that you are just a collateral member of the Ni family. You have no qualifications to talk to me. Go away." Yingshan smiled ferociously.

Looking at Lin Fan, he said grimly: "Boy, are you sure you want to bid with me?"

"Are you deaf? I have made a bid. You go ahead. I am accompanying you today and you want to use your financial resources to humiliate me. Are you worthy?" Lin Fan spoke very forcefully.

This Yingshan was simply incomprehensible. He had never seen it before, let alone resented it, but it was humiliating and threatening him. What bothered him most was the threat.

The boy also spoke at this time: "Senior Yingshan, the Casting Village has its own rules. The person with the highest price for the quota will get it. If the senior cannot bid a higher price, then this quota will be owned by this fellow Taoist."

Yingshan's face changed slightly, and after smiling a few words, he said: "It's only three hundred kilograms, I can still get it out."

He smiled sinisterly and took out a ball of Netherworld Weak Water again, but in fact, Lin Fan had already seen an extremely painful look in his eyes. Obviously, this ball of Netherworld Weak Water, even if it were not all of the Yingshan Mountain

, but it was also the limit he could bear.

"I'm just going to give you four hundred kilograms. Boy, I don't believe you can still come up with it... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, but you want to compete with me, overestimating your ability, trying to use your own strength as a cart."

He smiled sinisterly, although it was extremely painful, the soldiers he wanted to create were too important. The next leader of the Eagle Clan was about to fight, and he urgently needed the help of heaven-defying treasures, otherwise his position as leader would not be guaranteed.

"Four hundred kilograms?" Lin Fan smiled sarcastically. He stopped hiding it and threw the talisman ring directly. A flash of light flashed from his hand, and pieces of space essence fell out one after another, almost blinding everyone here.

Here, the power of space is surging, and space rules runes are burning like fire, and everyone is exclaiming and shouting.

Frankly speaking, I have never seen such a number of Tianbao at the same time in my life.

Yingshan looked ugly, and his already livid face turned even darker.

"Old dog, just tell me how many kilograms of Nether Weak Water you can bring out. There are 26,000 kilograms of space essence here. If it's not enough, I have a lot more here." Lin Fan looked down at Yingshan Mountain with contempt.

And sneered: "I said that you want to threaten me with financial resources, but you are not qualified."

Li Guang and others laughed wildly, while the other onlookers were still in shock. Only Yingshan, whose murderous aura became more and more intense, suddenly shouted violently: "You little bastard, you are looking for death!"

Lin Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he was about to take action, but at this moment the boy snorted coldly: "Yingshan, are you going to violate the iron rules of my Forging Village? You are not allowed to take action in this place within a hundred miles, have you forgotten?"

"Violent..."

A fearful eagle cry penetrated the gold and cracked the stone, scattering all the clouds in the sky, and all the vegetation, trees, mountains and rocks within a hundred miles away were shattered into powder!

"Getting angry out of shame? You want to kill someone when you can't match your financial resources?" Lin Fan sneered: "It's your own fault. You want to compare your financial resources with me? Are you worthy?"

Yingshan was panting like an ox, and dark gas came out of his nostrils and ears. The murderous intent was too strong.

This was what he had just said to mock Lin Fan, confirming that Lin Fan could not compare with his financial resources. As a result, being used by Lin Fan to fight back against him was too uncomfortable.

Others were directly shocked by Lin Fan's wealth and were wondering about Lin Fan's identity.

To be accompanied by the blood of the Yang family and to have such an astonishing net worth, no matter how you look at it, he is not a simple casual cultivator.

At this time, the child glared at Yingshan, and when he looked at Lin Fan again, his eyes were full of smiles.

He was silent for a moment and said: "Fellow Taoist, if you want to build a battle armor, you only need a hundred kilograms of space essence. But you just bid with Senior Yingshan, so you have to pay at least five hundred kilograms of space essence. Are you willing?"

"

Lin Fan waved his hands indifferently: "It's only five hundred pounds, it's okay. I'm not like some people. I'm so poor, but I want to pretend to be rich here. What the hell."

Yingshan almost exploded with anger, his livid face was red, this little bastard was so unforgiving, he slapped him in the face so loudly that it made him feel hot.

Others, at this time, felt a little pity for Qi Yingshan. He was also a well-known figure in Moko Territory, but he was repeatedly slapped in the face, but it seemed that he was really to blame.

They were happy to watch. Although they didn't get a spot, they at least watched a good show.

"Okay, you are indeed generous enough." The child smiled: "Then, the final winner of this quota auction will be fellow Taoist."

Lin Fan chuckled and moved his hand, leaving only five hundred kilograms of space essence. The rest was put back into the talisman ring. The boy said: "May I ask your friend's name?"

Lin Fan frowned, but listened to the voice transmission from Nishen, who bluntly stated Ou Yezi's rules. After each weapon is forged, it needs to be nourished by the user's essence and blood, and the name of the deity must be engraved on it.

After thinking about it, Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's just a nobody, the name is not important. After the master builds it, just carve Lin Nuo's name on it."

The kid smiled slightly. He wanted to find out everything about Lin Fan from this, but he didn't expect that this person still refused to give his name. But why did he seem to have heard Lin Nuo's name somewhere?

Just when the child was about to collect the essence of space, there were the screams of various terrifying monsters coming from afar, and everyone's expressions changed slightly. Who is this big thing coming here?

It actually has such power?

Lin Fan also raised his head, his eyes of runes flickering. He looked at Yishen and said, "Is there anyone with the surname Yuwen in Moko Region?"
Chapter completed!