"It's not my fault that the spiritual weapon is not worth anything!"

Mo Fan's voice was very light, as if he was describing an insignificant thing.

His voice exploded in the hall like a thunder, and everyone's faces turned black. At this time, they had a common voice.

If the spiritual weapon is not valuable, the things in their hands will be dirt!

Hearing Mo Fan's words, Shu Kexin raised her eyebrows.

"Sir, please wait."

When Mo Fan was about to step out of the gold-rich business, Shu Kexin shouted.

"Miss Shu, is there anything else?" Mo Fan turned around and asked back with a question knowingly.

Shu Kexin could see that Mo Fan was pretending to be confused because he understood, but because the word Mo Fan mentioned just now was too important, he did not express his anger.

"Listen to what Mr. I meant just now, do you want to auction spiritual weapons?" Shu Kexin asked with a sweet smile.

"That's right." Mo Fan nodded and replied. A smug smile appeared on the corner of his lips under the mask, and the fish took the bait.

"impossible!"

However, just as Shu Kexin wanted to continue saying something, a harsh voice rang out from beside her.

Chen Chuan looked contemptuous and stared at Mo Fan's poor dress: "Can he have a spiritual weapon just like this? Don't joke!"

Even three-year-old children know that spiritual weapons are rare treasures. Every warrior who possesses spiritual weapons is a strong man or a rich man. Just look at Mo Fan's current simple outfit does not look like a person who can possess spiritual weapons.

To create a spiritual weapon, not only does it require a good forge, but also a skilled formation master. Only by combining the two can you create a successful spiritual weapon.

There is a profession specializing in spiritual weapons refining. This profession is called "Weapon Refiner". It can be said that "Weapon Refiner is a combination of two professions.

As we all know, to become a spiritual weapon, it must go through a process of carving the formation. The formation is engraved into the dead weapon, so that its special attributes are contained into a spiritual weapon.

To become a "weapon refiner", one is to have forging skills, and the other is to understand the way of formations. That is to say, a weapon refiner needs to master the knowledge of two professions. The first condition is pretty easy to say, but the second is to brush a large number of people down.

It is impossible to comprehend the mystery of the formation without high IQ and mental power. It is said that not one of the thousand people will have the qualifications of a formation master.

This shows how valuable a spiritual weapon is.

Most people who possess rare treasures such as spiritual weapons are well-known figures. They have prominent families, so how could they do such a brainless behavior as auctioning spiritual weapons?

Such priceless treasures as spiritual weapons have always been priceless. Even the largest auction house in China has only auctioned seven spiritual weapons in total, and each time it bids for a sky-high price.

Unless it is necessary, only fools will auction spiritual weapons that are hard to find. Of course, besides fools, the one who can do such things is the weapon refiner.

But in Shen Chuan's eyes, Mo Fan was just a beggar. No matter how Chen Chuan looked at Mo Fan, he didn't look like a person who possessed spiritual weapons, nor was he like a weapon refiner.

Not to mention that he had such thoughts, even Shu Kexin had such skepticism, it was just because he had not expressed his image.

Hearing this, Mo Fan frowned and looked unhappy. Chen Chuan would come out from time to time to show off his presence, which was really annoying!

No matter whether they were rich or not, Mo Fan had already labeled Chen Chuan as "definitely dying" in his heart, and naturally, the slaughter who had just taken rude attacks to him were indispensable.

"You don't believe I have spiritual weapons, right?" Mo Fan suddenly walked towards Chen Chuan and stood in front of him.

Although Mo Fan, who is still thirteen years old, does not have a height advantage, his aura completely crushes Chen Chuan.

Faced with Mo Fan's questioning, Chen Chuan was not timid at all and replied word by word: "That's right!"

"Haha." Mo Fan was too lazy to continue talking nonsense, and there was nothing to say about a dying person.

The next second, the ring in his hand flashed, and an exquisite dagger appeared in his hand in an instant.

The moment the dagger appeared, everyone's eyes were focused on the past.

The dagger is about eight inches long and dark. There is a serpentine blood groove on the surface of the blade, and the shape of the blade is also serpentine.

After seeing this dagger, everyone's expressions did not change much, because the dagger looked very ordinary, but the shape was a bit weird, and there was no highlight other than that.

But Shu Kexin didn't think so. With her years of experience in appraisal, she could see the extraordinaryness of the dagger at a glance!

"I thought it was a spiritual weapon! It turned out to be a rusty dagger! Why do you show off with this kind of garbage?" Chen Chuan waved his hand, as if he was catching a flies.

The spiritual weapon will emit a special wave at all times, and the dagger obviously does not have spiritual power fluctuations, and everyone regards it as an ordinary dagger.

Hearing Chen Chuan's ridicule, Mo Fan laughed instead: "Haha! Open your dog's eyes and show me your eyes!"

After saying that, Mo Fan injected a touch of spiritual power into the dagger. Suddenly, the dagger burst out with a deep blue luster, and the surrounding temperature dropped a little in an instant.

Ripples visible to the naked eye scattered from the body of the dagger, layers of frost condensed on the surface of the dagger, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

"This is an ice-attributed spiritual weapon!"

Seeing this scene, the warrior with some knowledge couldn't help but shout.

The crowd of onlookers instantly became excited, and no one continued to care why the dagger did not emit spiritual power fluctuations at the beginning.

Chen Chuan took a breath of cold air and sweated coldly on his forehead. He really didn't expect that the poor man in front of him would take out a real spiritual weapon.

"Mr. Leng Feng, the matter of auctioning spiritual weapons is too important. Please go to the private room to discuss it in detail." Shu Kexin immediately recovered from the shock and turned into a strong woman in the workplace.

Just as Shu Kexin was about to lead the way for Mo Fan, Mo Fan put away his dagger, but he had no intention of moving. At this time, a joking curve was bent at the corner of his mouth under the mask.

"I suddenly don't want to auction this spiritual weapon now."

Upon hearing this, Shu Kexin frowned and felt unhappy, but she still smiled and asked, "Sir, why do you say this?"

"He affected my mood."

Mo Fan pointed at Chen Chuan by name, and Chen Chuan immediately felt cold all over, as if he was falling into an ice cellar, and he said in his heart: "I've suffered!"

Shu Kexin took a deep breath and was ready to make a choice in her heart.

The next moment, Shu Kexin looked at Chen Chuan, her eyes were cold, and she said lightly: "Chen Chuan, now you are no longer a member of Duojin Trading Company, and you are not allowed to step into Duojin Trading Company in the future!"

Shu Kexin's words were cold, and she looked like a high-ranking superior, and a sentence determined Chen Chuan's stay or not.

Hearing this, Chen Chuan's pupils contracted, as if struck by lightning, and stood there motionless. He never expected that he would end like this!

"Did you hear it? Your master told you to get out quickly!" Mo Fan walked to Chen Chuan and patted Chen Chuan's shoulder provocatively.

"I want to kill you!" Chen Chuan opened his mouth and spoke crazy, his fist gathered supreme power, mobilized all his strength to swing towards Mo Fan.

"Hmph!" Mo Fan said disdainfully, and he slightly avoided Chen Chuan's boxing, and then a strange-shaped weapon suddenly appeared in his hand.

The weapon has a unique shape, with two blades at the end, and the middle connection is a symbol representing infiniteness, which is "dark glory".

Mo Fan took a step forward, pulled the distance between him and Chen Chuan suddenly, and took the opportunity to "darkly shine" and sent forward. The sharp sword blade penetrated directly through Chen Chuan's heart.

Then, the surging spiritual power was instilled into the "dark glory". A blade inserted into Chen Chuan's body suddenly burst out with red light, releasing a raging flame, and the red light instantly swallowed Chen Chuan.

In just ten seconds, Chen Chuan turned into a corpse with a scorching smell in his body.
Chapter completed!