The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

Jiang Tong asked for 5000 million yuan, and the entire auction hall looked sideways.

This little sword is extraordinary.

Anyone with a little patience can see it.

But their cultivation is limited to seeing that Xiaojian is extraordinary, as for where the extraordinary lies, they don't know.

Spending a lot of money to buy Xiaojian is a gamble in itself.

2000 million, anyone who can enter the VIP room can accept it, but Jiang Tong has to think twice if he raises it to 5000 million.

After all, who dares to take the risk of tens of millions or hundreds of millions to buy something that they are not sure about?

After Jiang Tong finished speaking, the lobby fell silent.

The price of the small sword is almost here.

Only Jiang Tong knew.

If the little sword is really the natal flying sword of Master Yujian Yang Jinglan thousands of years ago, let alone 5000 million, even 50 million or [-] billion would be hard to buy.

Even if it's not the Shenyin Flying Sword.

Just because of the extraordinaryness of this little sword, it is also invaluable, let those sword repairers know that they will snatch it no matter what the cost.

Many times, when an item is so precious that it cannot be measured by money, the rules in the world will weaken the restrictions on warriors a lot.

I want to buy with money, but you don't sell.

Then I can only rely on force to kill people and seize treasures directly.

The lobby was quiet for a moment. Those who hesitated finally sighed and gave up bidding.

Xiaojian was successfully photographed by Jiang Tong.

Until the auction ended, Jiang Tong went to the backstage to pay the money, and immediately took the little sword away.

In fact, Jiang Tong's idea is very simple.

If you can't buy this little sword with money, just go ahead and snatch it.

In a roadside shop.

As soon as the man in the suit sat down, he looked at Jiang Tong curiously: "Sir, as far as I know, this little sword is ordinary, why did you spend 5000 million to buy such a waste product?"

Staff Officer Qin and Xu Lai were equally puzzled.

Jiang Tong smiled indifferently, as a man in a suit who entered Taoism, naturally he couldn't see that Xiaojian was extraordinary.

"Yes, Master Jiang, are you mistaken?"

Xu Lai looked distressed.

This is 5000 million, enough to buy dozens of supercars, a villa, and a yacht.

Jiang Tong smiled and said:

"Thousands of years ago, there was a master of swords in the upper kingdom of Middle Earth, who overwhelmed several eras with one sword and one man, and his cultivation level broke through the transformation of gods, reaching the level of being a god."

"The Master Yujian used his whole life to refine a natal flying sword. It cuts the sky upwards and splits the nine seclusions downward."

Staff Officer Qin frowned.

"Jiang Renren means that this little sword is the natal flying sword of Master Yujian?"

Xu Lai also looked suspicious.

Master Yujian seemed to them to be listening to the heavenly scriptures.

The man in the suit's eyes were even more radiant, staring at the flying sword.

since ancient times.

With thousands of years of background and brilliant culture, Huaguo has given birth to peerless powerhouses.

As for breaking through martial arts and becoming a god, reaching an unprecedented level, the man has never heard of it.

In his conception, Huashen is already the end of martial arts, a god standing on top of this world.

Jiang Tong spread his five fingers, and saw a small rusty sword three inches from his palm.

"What do I think, this doesn't look like Master Yu Jian's natal flying sword?"

Staff Officer Qin didn't explain.

This little sword was so ordinary that it even started to rust, so she didn't even look at it normally.

Jiang Tong smiled:

"Look!"

With Jiang Tong's palm trembling, the monstrous spiritual thoughts poured into the little sword like a slanting river of heaven.

As if an invisible force vibrated, the little sword trembled slightly, and the rust on it fell off.

A few snaps.

In Jiang Tong's palm, the little sword floated out of thin air, as if there was an invisible force holding it back.

When all the rust was shaken off, a flying sword with a glint of cold light appeared in front of everyone.

The moment the flying sword was activated, the sword energy spread across several feet.

On the position of the sword body, engrave the word 'Shen Yin' in ancient style!
Although Jiang Tong didn't understand the language and style of that era, he knew what it meant with a quick sweep of his mind.

"really!"

Jiang Tong laughed loudly: "As the teacher said, for thousands of years, the only person who can refine the Flying Sword of Fate is Yang Jinglan who was thousands of years ago!"

Staff Officer Qin was dumbfounded.

Could it be that in this world, there really is that kind of land immortal who controls the world of swords and rides the wind to the skies?

Xu Lai was shocked even more, his eyes were full of disbelief.

And the man in the suit looked covetously, and smiled faintly: "Congratulations to this friend, you have won the treasure."

But in my heart I feel extremely regretful.

If I had continued to increase the price for a few rounds just now, this flying sword would have become my own.

Little did he know that even if he took away the mouthful of magic, Jiang Tong would still snatch it away.

"What, you want to grab it?"

Jiang Tong looked at the man in the suit with a half-smile.

The man knew that Jiang Tong was a master of martial arts in Huaguo, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "The treasure was obtained by Mr. How dare Song Er to snatch it?"

Shut up obediently after speaking.

Only Jiang Tong frowned secretly.

It's a pity that with my own cultivation, I still can't completely erase the mark left by the original owner on the flying sword.

The most is to control the flying sword within hundreds of meters with one's own divine sense.

It's far better to refine it for yourself, it's more unrestrained and unrestrained, and you can put it away as you like.

The man in the suit ate a few mouthfuls casually, then left in a hurry.

Wait for them to go away.

Staff Officer Qin frowned and said, "Jiang Zhenren, if you expose this flying sword in front of that man, you may be in trouble soon."

Jiang Tong laughed casually and said, "A few ants dare to offend you, just kill them."

Even if the news spreads in Wu Kingdom, so what.

Jiang Tong can come and go freely in this huge Wu Kingdom without using his cultivation of transforming spirits, and no one can stop him.

If he didn't know Jiang Tong's cultivation base.

Not to mention Song Er, even Xu Lai and Staff Officer Qin were tempted.

"It's just that I never dreamed that Master Yu Jian's natal flying sword would appear in a small border town in Wu Kingdom after a thousand years."

Staff Officer Qin smiled wryly.

What is luck?

I'm afraid Jiang Tong has a great opportunity today, and he has great luck.

After dinner.

Jiang Tong and the others were about to drive away.

Not long after they were on the road, Jiang Tong smiled and said, "A guest is here!"

Xu Lai who was driving was taken aback.

As the captain of Canglong, he is considered top-notch in investigation, and he didn't find anything unusual along the way.

But Jiang Tong just finished speaking.

In front of the dirt road, there were seven or eight Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicles crossing the road, and behind Jiang Trolley, three or four large muck trucks followed behind.

One in front, one in back, cut off all escape routes.

"Hmph, that Song Er moves very fast." Staff Officer Qin snorted coldly.

The SUV stopped.

As soon as Staff Officer Qin got out of the car, he saw that the man standing in front of the crowd was Song Er who had met once.

"My dear lady, don't blame me for being ruthless. Master Yu Jian's natal flying sword is too tempting."

Song Er smiled and spoke softly.

"Actually, the moment I saw you, I knew you were Hua Guo soldiers. There is no way, there are many things on soldiers, no matter how hard you try, you can't pretend."

That said.

Staff Officer Qin suddenly realized why this Song Er came over to strike up a conversation just now.

Instead, Jiang Tong put his hands in his pockets.

Looking at Song Er with a hint of a smile.

Asked lightly:

"Just now I asked you if you wanted to snatch it, but you said you didn't dare."

"Now that you have found more than a dozen helpers, do you dare?"