"Okay, it would be best for Yang Shao to give Young Master a try with his own spiritual weapon." Someone shouted happily.

Although Yang Jingjian often acted foolishly in Gushu City, he still had a bit of fame and did not commit any fraud.

A master from the Taichu Sect next to him flew up with the spiritual weapon and handed it directly to He Weiqiang: "President He, please test it."

He Weiqiang checked it and nodded: "It should be a spiritual weapon refined by Master Zhi Lai."

Another man also came over with a spiritual weapon for He Weiqiang to check. After there were no problems, the two spiritual weapons were compared.

There was a "dang" sound, sparks flew, and there was no problem with the two spiritual weapons.

So, the man took the spiritual weapon and slashed at the spiritual weapon and armor.

There was another "dang" sound, and the spiritual weapon in the man's hand broke. The staff took two steps back, but there was nothing wrong with the armor.

"Wow, Master Ba Tian is really powerful, and the things he makes are good." Everyone cheered.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, He Weiqiang said to the man: "Brother, thank you for your support."

"Damn, what the hell is Master Zhilai refining? I lost half a million spiritual stones." The man shouted, "Fortunately, this is a test. If we were to fight against others for real, I would

He will definitely be killed by the opponent."

The expressions of the cultivators in the audience changed greatly. Yes, if the opponent is wearing this spiritual weapon armor and they attack with other spiritual weapons, if the weapon in their hand is broken and the opponent takes advantage of the situation and gives them a sword, then it will really happen.

Kill them.

Do you still dare to buy Master Zhilai's spiritual weapon? Even if it is given to them, you don't dare to take it, otherwise you will be killed by others at any time.

He Weiqiang was sweating secretly, Damn, are you the one who was invited by me or the one who was invited by Mo Batian? Why are you all talking for him?

In fact, He Weiqiang didn't know that when the people at the scene saw Master Ba Tian's weapons, they all marveled at him and regarded him as a god.

Now that I can boast about it, of course I have to praise it well.

He Weiqiang saw that he had to sacrifice a spiritual weapon anyway, so he didn't care about a magical weapon.

He took out a magical weapon and tried it against the broken spiritual weapon just now. The broken spiritual weapon could still cut the magical weapon into pieces. It can be said that this spiritual weapon is not very bad, but it is not as good as the one made by Master Ba Tian.

Just good stuff.

"Wow, it's really a good thing. We all want it after seeing it." Everyone said secretly.

In order to raise the price for a while, He Weiqiang deliberately said: "Look, the material for a small white sword costs 700,000 spiritual stones. And this spiritual weapon armor covers the whole body, so how much material does it cost?"

ah?"

He Weiqiang didn't say anything about the rest. As for how much money is appropriate, that is the customer's business.

Anyway, the spiritual weapon armor refined by Master Ba Tian was sold for the first time, and it caused a sensation in the audience.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "President He, do you think this armor can defend against the attack of Xiaobai Sword?"

"Hahaha, are you contradicting yourself?" Someone remembered the story of the spear and the shield.

"I don't know about this. After all, this is the first time Master Ba Tian has sold such a spiritual weapon and armor." He Weiqiang shook his head.

"Then take a small white sword and try the armor." Someone shouted.

He Weiqiang is not a fool, and of course he doesn't want to try this. If something happens to Xiaobai Sword or the armor, he will lose his money.

Mo Huasong stood up and shouted: "I think we can give it a try."

When He Weiqiang heard what Mo Huasong said, he felt reassured, which meant that there would be no problems for both of them.

At this time, a man flew up from the audience and took out the little white sword he bought just now. "Let me try it with Master Tyrant's little white sword and see if it can break the armor?"

"Okay." He Weiqiang nodded.

But the staff member was a little scared: "Sir, this--"

That was Master Ba Tian's little white sword. If it penetrated the armor, he would be doomed.

He Weiqiang rolled his eyes at the other party: "Don't worry, if it fails because of the armor, we will compensate your family for 10 million spiritual stones."

If Mo Batian's things are fake, then they will ask Mo Batian to compensate for the losses. Anyway, Mo Batian still has a lot of money in their hands.

The staff member said nothing more. Ten million spiritual stones were equivalent to the property of a second-level family. Death would be a pity.

"Okay, let's do it." He Weiqiang said to the cultivator.

The cultivator was not polite and struck at the armor with his small white sword.

There was a "dang" sound, sparks flew out, and the staff was pushed back more than ten steps.

"Pounce." As soon as he stood firm, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was slightly injured.

Just now the cultivator used all his strength to strike. Although he used his true energy to resist, he would definitely suffer a big loss if he was directly hit like this by someone else.

"Wow, this armor is really good, I want it." Yang Jingjian shouted excitedly.

Damn, if he has this defensive armor and wears it in the future, will he still be afraid of being attacked by others? He can directly face the attacks of late-stage Jindan masters.

He Weiqiang was very excited when he saw everyone's emotions aroused.

He took out two hundred spirit stones and threw them to the staff member: "Take off your armor and go back and have a good rest."

"Thank you, sir." The staff member was delighted. With these two hundred spirit stones, he could improve his strength.

Although he was slightly injured, it was worth it.

"I'm offering one million spiritual stones, no one wants to steal it from me." Yang Jingjian stood up and shouted while holding a sign.

He wanted to buy the things that were auctioned just now, but Mo Huasong suddenly raised the price and was unable to do so.

As for the Little White Sword just now, although he also wanted to buy it, he thought that Mo Batian was by his side and Fei Long could get 600,000 spirit stones, so they could, so he didn't take action again.

But it's different now. This armor is so good, it has to be photographed.

The man who just tried to test the armor didn't care about Yang Jingjian. He put away his little white sword, flew back to his seat and shouted: "I will offer two million spiritual stones."

"Two million and a half million."

"Three million."

…

The auctioneers went crazy. Armor like this was very good. Yang Jingjian didn't even have time to ask Mo Huasong if he still had it, so he directly participated in the auction.

Finally, Yang Jingjian shouted loudly: "Fifteen million spiritual stones."

Suddenly, the scene became quiet.

Everyone seemed to have shouted 10 million just now. Why did Yang Jingjian suddenly shout 5 million more?

"Okay, fifteen million for the first time." He Weiqiang shouted excitedly.

"Fei Long, I, did I just ask for fifteen million?" Yang Jingjian asked in surprise, Fei Long, who was still eating spiritual stones next to him.

Fei Long nodded and said, "Yes, that's what you called just now."
Chapter completed!