Chapter 1093: I don't agree

The big man said: "Boy, you want armor for nothing more than a self-defense thing. I will simply pass on you a method of refining the body, so that you will be invulnerable."

Everyone looked at this big man.

This big man is very tall, his whole person is like an iron tower, his face is as if he is cutting with an axe.

Someone recognized the big man and whispered: "Who is I? It turned out to be Cen Hong of Jinyangzong."

"He is the true disciple of Jinyang Sect, right?"

"It should be, it is extremely tyrannical."

Jinyangzong?

Xiao Yu couldn't help but glance at Cen Hong, but on the surface he was very calm.

The two twin brothers who had been abolished by him before were probably his junior brothers.

Xiao Yu said, "I don't want your horizontal exercises. I only want a refiner who can help me refine middle-grade spiritual weapons."

This was very decisive, and Cen Hong's face sank immediately.

To be honest, these casual cultivators all want to obtain Xinglan Mine, they are thinking that with Xinglan Mine, then at least they can go to the seven major sects in exchange for superior cultivation resources.

But this kid is too uninteresting.

But Han Yinan didn't mean to speak either, he was also waiting for Xiao Yu to speak first.

White Yugu Pan Wenjie, who has not spoken all the time, said: "Little brother, I can use a medium-grade armor to replace Xinglan Mine with you."

When these words came out, many people exclaimed.

I am afraid that only Bai Yugu was present with such a generous shot.

Xiao Yu sneered in his heart.

Xinglan Mine can create high-grade spirit weapons, so precious, can a medium-grade armor kill me?

One more thing, in Xiao Yu's view, he knew that Bai Yugu, Fengshimen, and Xuanjian Pavilion were all "in a rush". On the surface, they were cold and cold, but they were actually not good things.

Or maybe because of the relationship between Tong Li and Yu Qingxue, Xiao Yu didn't have any good feelings about these three schools.

Besides, when the time comes, Bai Yugu will take a low-grade middle-grade spiritual weapon and replace it with him, then who will he talk to?

After all, the magical powers of the same rank, or the spirit weapon, are both strong and weak.

Xiao Yu said lightly: "I'm sorry, my conditions remain the same."

"I don't know anything!" Bai Yugu's female disciples said coldly, but Xiao Yu didn't see it.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd.

"Young Master Han is here!" The crowd yelled, and acquaintances filed in.

The first one is very handsome and full of energy.

This person is impressively Han Xinhui, the young master of the Han family, and also a genius refiner, and his title has even reached the great master refiner.

Of course, what is incomparable to Han Yinan is that Han Xinhui is the newly promoted master craftsman of the Han family, and of course the master craftsman is also very powerful.

The strong ones can directly refine high-grade spirit tools, and the weak ones can also refine medium-grade spirit tools.

However, he wins when he is young, and he has the most hope to surpass Han Yinan, and of course he also hopes to become the most powerful master of the Han family.

After Han Xinhui arrived, he glanced at Pan Wenjie with a soft look in his eyes, and the latter flushed.

Han Xinhui immediately nodded to Han Yinan, indicating that he will handle this matter.

Han Xinhui also knows what happened just now. He smiled and said to Xiao Yu: "Little brother, here is Han Xinhui, the young owner of Qilingzhuang, if you give the entire Xinglan mine to Qilingzhuang, we are Qilingzhuang. I can promise to help you refine three spirit weapons, how about?"

As soon as these words came out, those refiners were immediately astonished. This is the rich and powerful!

On the contrary, it was those casual repairs, but their expressions were uncertain.

Han Yinan didn't say anything. Here, Han Xinhui was Qi Lingzhuang's speaker, and he was too old to speak to Xiao Yu, but Han Xinhui was different.

The future owner of Qi Ling Zhuang still speaks with weight, and this condition is in line with his heart.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yu, and only heard Xiao Yu's rejection--

"I don't agree."