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Those martial arts practitioners and several immortals were excited.

Just now, they saw the power of the white blade with their own eyes. It's definitely a low-grade spirit weapon. Yes, and it's powerful. If they can shoot it, they can definitely raise their strength to a higher level.

In particular, that sentence can kill God and golden elixir, which makes them boiling!

What are the levels of Shenjing and Jindan for the martial arts and immortals present?

Don't look up!

Even the friars in the false Dan realm and the experts in the half step divine realm can only look up to this realm. It is extremely difficult to advance.

It doesn't mean that you can advance to a higher level when you reach that critical point. There are many people who can't sell that step in their life.

This is the truth that quantitative change is easier than qualitative change.

These people have no doubt and speculation about Chu Jingfeng's words, because Chu Jingfeng just showed too strong. After the white blade is displayed, they feel that they can really kill the experts in Shenjing!

Therefore, as soon as Chu Jingfeng said he would auction the white blade, the people on the scene were boiling. Many people immediately decided to give up the final auction and go all out to take the white blade.

Chu Jingfeng sat down slowly.

He doesn't have ten billion dollars for the time being, but it's not difficult to come up with it.

On the contrary, Zhao Yingjie's face looks a little ugly after being fooled by Chu Jingfeng. Originally, after auctioning Lao Tzu's authentic work, he was going to auction a spirit artifact, and then use it to mobilize the atmosphere to the highest level.

However, Chu Jingfeng took out the spirit tools first. The atmosphere has reached the peak, but it is not because of him, Zhao Yingjie.

If the white blade is really sold, even if Zhao Yingjie takes out the spirit tool later, the atmosphere will not be like this, and the price of the spirit tool will not increase more.

So Zhao Yingjie said coldly, "Sir, this is not in line with the rules."

"There's nothing against the rules. Does your century Tiancheng stipulate that guests can't take out things for auction?"

Chu Jingfeng said faintly.

“……”

Zhao Yingjie was speechless. To be honest, century Tiancheng does not have such regulations, but after so many years of auction, this is already an unwritten rule. Most people will abide by it.

After all, no one wants to offend century Tiancheng.

But what Chu Jingfeng does today is obviously not afraid of his century Tiancheng, which makes Zhao Yingjie helpless.

"In that case, let's start the auction. You can watch the starting price."

Chu Jingfeng said faintly, and then leaned back on the chair: "only this one, sold out can be gone."

"Three billion!"

Almost as soon as Chu Jingfeng's voice fell, a monk in the later stage of foundation construction did not hesitate to speak. It was three billion, which scared many people away.

Not everyone here is so rich. Like Wu Shenghu, many people have made outstanding contributions in a certain field in ningzhou, with a high status, but they don't have any big money.

Therefore, people often join in the fun.

"3.5 billion!"

Another monk at the later stage of foundation construction hurriedly increased the price.

Then, in addition to the fake Dan friar, the four friars joined the fierce competition, and several Huajing martial artists joined in, and Dongfang must be one of them.

Soon, the price has exceeded 5 billion.

Wu Shenghu looked at Chu Jingfeng and looked at him. Chu Jingfeng's horror refreshed his understanding again. A weapon can sell for billions. It's a fucking mobile bank.

Qingyuan and the girl who followed Wu Shenghu were full of colorful eyes, and their eyes remained on Chu Jingfeng.

They did not expect that this seemingly ordinary teenager was so rich and still an invisible rich!

As for Huang Shiyun on the stage, she didn't recognize Chu Jingfeng at first. Now, after seeing Qingyuan, she thinks about it and knows it's Chu Jingfeng. She's very calm, because Chu Jingfeng has surprised her enough. In her opinion, it's normal.

The most unpleasant thing in the audience is Zhao Yingjie.

Although Chu Jingfeng seems to have the strength to shoot the stone, in this way, it will undoubtedly make the magic and spirit tools behind him lose great competitiveness.

The future price will certainly be much lower than before.

But the white blade auction has already started, and all the powerful people present have begun to compete. Zhao Yingjie can only stand on the stage awkwardly and watch everyone bidding.

In fact, Chu Jingfeng didn't want to auction now. Who told Zhao Yingjie to kill himself? He insisted that he trade now. Chu Jingfeng was forced to sell it to Bairen.

Anyway, it's useless for Chu Jingfeng to use the white blade. It's mainly because the white blade was slightly damaged after the first World War of mengzhuling last time, and it won't be used when Chu Jingfeng advanced to the perfection of the foundation.

On the contrary, we might as well sell it now and get a good price.

"Seven billion!"

As a masked warrior in the later stage of Huajing shouted out the price, those bidders finally gave up.

"No higher?"

Chu Jingfeng said faintly.

No one spoke. Chu Jingfeng nodded, then raised his hand and grabbed the white blade. He threw it at the warrior in the later stage of the realm: "this knife is yours. Later, help me transfer the money directly to century Tiancheng."

"Ha ha, thank you, little brother!"

The warrior grabbed the blade, laughed excitedly, and then fondled it.

"Idiot!"

At this time, Chu Jingfeng heard a disdainful voice in the sea: "it's just a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it's still broken. It's in your hand that you can kill the gold pill. Thank God that you can deal with the fake pill in that man's hand. It's a pity that he is still so happy."

Chu Jingfeng smiled and said with divine knowledge, "why, are you awake now?"

"Of course, there is the Yuanji pill of the little Lord. My Yuanshen recovers quickly."

Duan Wuji's voice rang again: "I didn't expect the little Lord to be so damaged. He even tricked these little friars."

Chu Jingfeng said faintly, "you can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. I didn't deceive them. The white blade could have killed the golden elixir, but they couldn't play it. No wonder I did."

Duan Wuji turned his eyes, and his heart was full of stomach Fei. It was also powerful to be so fresh and refined.

If you say so, if this thing falls into the hands of friars in the period of incarnation, you can easily kill friar Yuanying. Can you also say that the white blade can kill friar Yuanying, but if not, you can only eat your own food?

Of course, Duan Wu is very unlikely to say it. Now he is very afraid of the situation.

"Sir, although your knife has sold 7 billion, it's not enough to buy the genuine works of saints!"

At this time, Zhao Yingjie spoke again. Now he is on the bar with Chu Jingfeng, and he wants to frustrate Chu Jingfeng's spirit.

They looked at Chu Jingfeng again.

Yes, it's still three billion yuan short. Where are we going to get the remaining three billion yuan?

I don't know why, these people always feel that Chu Jingfeng has a way to solve it, especially when they see the Batman mask, they have inexplicable confidence.

Chu Jingfeng raised his hand again. A red sword appeared in his hand. Then he waved it casually. The sword turned into a rainbow and inserted it on the display platform in front of Zhao Yingjie.

This time, no one shot the hidden snipers.

"The nameless sword is a low-grade spirit weapon. It can kill golden elixir and divine realm. Only this one is sold out."

Chu Jingfeng spoke faintly.