Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

But Ling Feng didn't care at all. Soon some rich people recognized Mu Lao. After all, Mu Lao has been in antique street for so many years and has a very wide network. Many local symbols and antique store owners know Mu Lao.

"Old Mu is here, too."

"It's Mu Lao."

Old Mu smiled and greeted them, and an antique shop owner said faintly, "old mu, why do you bring everyone in? This boy is so young that he dares to say anything."

"Hey, those who don't know are fearless. Let's not blame him. At a young age, we can't talk nonsense in the future."

All kinds of disdain and ridicule sounded around again. Mr. Mu didn't know how to end. After all, Ling Feng talked big first and let the people around him hear it. As a result, more than half of the people in the whole auction now know that Mr. Mu brought in a young man who talked big, which has no face.

It's nothing to boast in front of ordinary people, but there are all the rich and powerful martial artists present. Moreover, now master Yin has been defeated by evil spirits, and his life and death are unknown. Everyone doesn't know how to deal with these evil spirits. However, Ling Feng will be attacked by everyone if he talks big in this case.

In the audience, only mu Yuer believed in Ling Feng. Although he knew that Ling Feng was master Ling, she didn't know whether Ling Feng could win for ghosts and gods, but she believed in Ling Feng in her heart. Mu Yuer looked at Ling Feng with infatuation in her eyes.

Ling Feng looked at them and said disdainfully, "what are a bunch of demons and monsters? I can kill them easily."

Hearing this, everyone frowned. This boy is a fool. He is so arrogant that he can kill a bunch of demons and monsters. He can't be mentally abnormal.

"Cough."

Mu Lao coughed quickly, implying that Ling Feng told her to shut up and stop talking.

"Boy, since you say so, I'll bet you what. If you can clean up these evil spirits, I'll give you 30 million yuan. If you lose, I'll do whatever I want." the acute rich man said again just now.

"I bet 20 million, too."

"I'll bet $30 million."

"Ten million, bet."

"Fifteen million."

Basically all the rich people in the hall said that they were all involved. After all, no one believed that Ling Feng could clean up the evil spirits, and their bets added up to eight or nine billion, which is also very huge. Now wait for Ling Feng to agree or not.

If you promise, you will die. Even master Yin didn't win. He was bitten half dead. He was not as dead as master Yin, and the consequences were worse than master Yin. That's for sure. No, that means Ling Feng is talking big.

"Bet, it's interesting, then I'll promise you." Ling Feng said faintly. Although he doesn't like the money, the evil spirits in front of him still want to kill, but a bunch of garbage. He naturally wants to clean up what should be cleaned up.

"Brother Ling, you're going to die. Why should you promise?" Mu said very worried.

"As I said before, I can kill these monsters easily."

"But you..."

"Don't worry, you have to collect the money for me later." Ling Feng said with a smile, and then went straight to the center. On the other side, a handsome young man said to the beautiful woman next to him, "Yali, isn't that the guy we met in the antique shop this morning?"