When everyone saw Zhang Yifeng's beads, they showed a look of suspicion. Is this thing a magic weapon? It's too nonsense.

Zhang Yifeng knew that these people didn't believe it, so he said again: "If everyone doesn't believe it, you can ask the master to identify it."

Zhang Yifeng threw it casually and threw the beads worth 20 million to Jueyuan.

Jue Yuan reached out to catch it, looked carefully, and there was surprise in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Yifeng for the second time. His eyes seemed to want to see through the young man, but unfortunately, he couldn't see through Zhang Yifeng.

"Amitabha, this bead is indeed a magic weapon, and it contains more power than my Buddhist bead."

After hearing Jue Yuan's words, everyone at the scene trembled.

This ugly-looking bead is actually better than that Buddhist bead? If it weren't for knowing the identity of Old Du, these people would have thought that these people were acting in order to raise prices. It was the legendary entrusted!

"Tsk tsk, since there are even higher ones, I'll buy them. Boy, give me your beads. I think no one should be snatching me at the scene."

The Du Lao glanced around, his eyes were cold, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Most of the people who were watched by him lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

"Hmph, what a big tone, what did you think of my Shiquan Sect as."

Suddenly, an angry shout came. A disciple of the Shiquan Sect appeared aside, obviously unable to bear it. As the organizer of this exchange meeting, if his Shiquan Sect could not even maintain order, he would definitely make a laughing stock and become a laughing stock of other sects.

"I want this magic weapon, Shiquanmen Sect!"

The voices of the disciples of the Shiquan Sect were still floating, and the person had already reached Zhang Yifeng's side, only three meters away from the three Poison Old Men.

"Shiquan Sect? Tsk tsk, just a two-star sect. It seems that I don't want to continue to exist. Xiaohong, teach him a lesson first." Old Du spoke to the woman beside him.

"Hehe, OK Master."

The woman giggled, her body was like a ghost, and suddenly she approached the disciple of the Shiquan Sect.

"It's a good thing, looking for death."

The disciple of the Shiquan Sect sneered, and his internal strength suddenly activated, and sand and stones flew around him.

Although the woman was quick to reach out and had certain strength, she was still somewhat different from that of the disciples of the Shiquan Sect. After just three moves, she was punched by the disciples of the Shiquan Sect in the chest, spitting blood and flying backwards, and obviously suffered a serious injury.

"Ant, the mantis arm is a chariot! Who do you think I am? I am one of the eight elders of the Shiquan Sect!"

The disciples of the Shiquan Sect smiled arrogantly and were imposing. The two people who charged at the door might have a little weaker cultivation than him.

"Junior sister, is it okay?"

The woman was beaten away, and the male disciple immediately stepped forward and caught the junior sister.

This male disciple looked honest, but everyone saw it clearly. When he caught the woman, his hands were touching the woman's body in a mess, especially the position on his chest, which was constantly deformed by him.

Although the woman had defects on her face, she was really nothing to say. She was held in her arms by a man. Her face was pale, but she still said shyly: "Senior Brother, there are so many people in you, what are your hands doing? Let's talk about this kind of thing tonight. I will serve you and your master in the evening."

The woman's words made everyone's faces convulse continuously.

Damn, the amount of information in this sentence is too great!

Some cultivators couldn't help but curse: "The evil devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil'

"There is any kind of master and the disciples. The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked."

After hearing this, the elder of Shiquanmen's eyes also turned cold and said, "I really don't know how to be propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame. I should have killed you with one punch just now."

After hearing the words of the elder of Shiquanmen, the woman giggled.

"Witch, why are you laughing at?" The elder of Shiquanmen spoke angrily.

"I laughed at you that you were almost dead and didn't know, so why did you say you wanted to kill me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look at your hands and you will understand that it should be an attack."

The elder of Shiquanmen raised his hand and saw that his face changed at that time. His right hand had become dark at this moment, and these dark lines were spreading quickly towards his shoulders.

The elder of Shiquanmen was shocked and wanted to hold the acupoint, but it was too late. The elder of Shiquanmen moved his heart, held his right wrist with his left hand, exerted his internal force, and pulled it hard!

"Uh!"

With a sound, the right hand of the elder of Shiquanmen was pulled down by himself. The blood was sprayed, and it was terrible.

In order to stop the poison gas from spreading, he could only tear off his arm at a lightning speed.

However, the elder of Shiquanmen was shocked to find that even though his arm was broken, a black line still flowed into his chest along a meridian from his shoulder!

The elder of Shiquanmen seemed to have thought of something and immediately tore open his shirt. Seeing this, the elder of Shiquanmen, including everyone at the scene, took a breath.

Black poisonous gas also appeared on the entire upper body of the elder Shiquanmen. These poisonous gases kept branching and expanding. After just a few breaths, the elder Shiquanmen's whole body turned black.

"No!"

Accompanied by a desperate roar, the elder of Shiquanmen fell heavily to the ground, and the elder of Shiquanmen died.

"Hehe, I dare to hit me in the chest. I'm dead now."

The woman's voice came immediately. I don't know if it was involved in the injury, and I coughed up some blood.

"No one robbed me now, right?"

The old man's voice came again.

The whole audience was extremely quiet and no one answered him.

"Did no one answer? Tsk tsk, what a bunch of cowards. Little ghosts, take the beads in your hand. By the way, do you have similar beads on you? Take out all the ones if there is one." Old Du looked at Zhang Yifeng.

Beside Zhang Yifeng, Lin Siying's face was pale and subconsciously grabbed Zhang Yifeng's arm.

Zhang Yifeng patted Lin Siying's hand and told her not to be afraid. Then he said, "There is only this one, I can give it to you, but you pay first."

"I'm paying? Tsk, it's interesting."

Du Lao laughed, his laughter was cold and terrifying.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said in a plain voice: "Of course I have to pay. If I don't pay, I won't sell it."

"Boy, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Old Du spoke with bloodthirsty eyes.

Zhang Yifeng's face remained calm: "I'm not worried about this at all. What I'm worried about is that you don't pay the money now. If you die later, who will I go where I will pay?"

Old Du was slightly stunned, and then smiled even happier: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, boy, what you mean is that you want to attack me?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "It's not me, I think you know who it is."

Old Du was slightly stunned, looked at Zhang Yifeng, then looked at Monk Jueyuan sitting upright on the ground, Old Du smiled: "Young man, if you have the courage, then I will bet with you to see if you can get these 20 million in the end. Ali, transfer him 20 million."
Chapter completed!