I believe these people also felt this, so they thought that the peach wood sword was a treasure and was useful to them.

However, Chen Feng frowned, feeling that the scene of his life now is so similar to the scene when he was born in Tenglong Villa!

At that time, Master Supan used his dead energy to control many wealthy people in Tenglong City!

And now, this is... ghost energy?!

Of course Chen Feng is familiar with this kind of thing, and it was all handed over by Old Man Tian!

Among them are three evil spirits, namely the Yin Qi Death Qi and the Ghost Qi.

The Yin Qi is not bad. Although the attribute is Yin, it does not cause much harm to people unless it is excessive!

Death energy and ghost energy are different. They are not something that ordinary people can contact. As long as there is a little bit of ghost energy and death energy, normal people will often get common ghosts, and even have all kinds of diseases and die early!

As for whether the dead or ghost energy in the bodies of these rich people now, Chen Feng cannot tell whether it is dead or ghost energy!

However, whether it is ghost energy or death energy, it is all the same as a pediatrician for Chen Feng!

After all, he has a terrible body that can be swallowed by everything and the chaotic true energy!

What's more, he has this dark death ball!

"This person's technique is obviously from Nanyang, but he is also one of the three evil cultivators? Haha, since it has been in my hands, I can only blame you for being unlucky!" Chen Feng glanced at Wu Mingyu deeply.

At this time, several rich people surrounded Wu Mingyu, and their eyes were very hostile, for fear that Wu Mingyu would give the peach wood sword to each other.

"You are all rich people with names and surnames. How can you be so polite? Why don't you retreat quickly!"

Wu Mingyu shouted softly, and the people immediately retreated respectfully like puppets.

This hand made everyone amazed and couldn't help but look in awe of Wu Mingyu.

A hint of pride flashed in Wu Mingyu's eyes, then he frowned slightly, looked at the people and asked, "Do you guys have nightmares every night, and sometimes even see ghosts during the day?"

"Master Wu said it is so right! My symptoms are exactly the same as what you said!"

"Yes, I also have nightmares every day, and even treat my old mother as an old witch during the day!"

"Yes, yes, Master Wu is right! Just now, I thought that guy was transformed from a ghost! I almost scared me to pee my pants on the spot!"

Several people immediately started shouting loudly at the same time, and one even mentioned Chen Feng.

When everyone heard these words, their expressions were different.

Some people with eyes showing fear and sympathy, some people with eyes showing doubts and curiosity, and some people with eyes showing strange eyes looking at Chen Feng.

Of course, most of the eyes were looking at Wu Mingyu, but he didn't expect that he could see the problems of these people at a glance.

"This is a true master!"

"Well, it seems that there is real material!"

"So in this way, that peach wood sword is real, otherwise, how could they be so impatient!"

Someone whispered softly, and immediately, more covetous eyes looked at the peach wood sword.

Wu Qi and Wu Mingyu looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths were slightly raised.

However, this was not enough. Wu Mingyu handed over the peach wood sword to one of the rich people, saying that he would experience it.

The other few looked envious, but now they respect Wu Mingyu as gods and dare not make trouble again.

After the rich man got the peach wood sword, he moaned happily.

Everyone looked closely and saw that his originally dark face turned rosy in an instant, and even his eyes went from listless to bright.

"Oh my God! This is a miracle!"

"It's indeed a real magic weapon!"

"I'll pay 30 million! Sell it to me!"

The audience immediately became excited.

"It's done!"

Wu Qi and Wu Mingyu looked at each other, and infinite joy appeared in their eyes.

Song Zhili, who was sitting in the back row, also clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth were raised wide, as if he had a lot of friendship with Wu Mingyu and others!

"Why does it seem wrong?"

Ye Ziliang frowned and looked at Wu Qi and Wu Mingyu.

Chen Feng knew that it would be useless to make trouble, and it would even cause everyone to rebound, so he didn't speak and watched the performances of Wu Mingyu and others quietly.

At this time, the atmosphere in the field had reached its peak.

"Everyone! This is the only one of the century-old peach wood swords. The starting price is 30 million, and each increase must not be less than two million! Start the starting price now!" Wu Qi shouted loudly when he saw the time was ripe.

"I'll pay 32 million!" a man shouted loudly in the first place.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his voice was immediately suppressed by others scrambling to bid.

"Three thousand eight million!"

"Forty million!"

"I pay 50 million, who dares to snatch it from me!"

"Get out of here? Fifty million is considered a crap? I'll pay sixty million!"

"Seventy million!"

These people went completely crazy and started to raise the price by 10 million.

However, at this time, there were fewer bidders, and the ones who continued to increase the bid were those rich people with very dark faces.

Especially the middle-aged rich man who had tried the Peach Wood Sword, his expression had been very rosy just now, but after the Peach Wood Sword was taken back by Wu Mingyu, his face immediately became extremely dark and his spirit plummeted. Such a gap made him so sad that he almost wanted to commit suicide.

"I will pay 80 million! Brothers, please, I have so much working capital. I can't afford it if I have more!"

A young rich man in his thirties clasped his fists at the others.

"If you can't afford to leave, get out quickly! I'll pay 82 million! I'll see you every day, and I can't stand such inhuman days!"

Another rich man with a fat face cursed.

After this man finished speaking, no one spoke for a while, because the price at this time was too exaggerated and everyone couldn't accept it.

Wu Qiya was almost laughing. He knew the real value of this sword, at best, only tens of thousands of pieces. The reason why it was so attractive was entirely because Wu Mingyu was tampering with it.

"Hahaha, these evil pens!"

Wu Qi laughed in his heart. After waiting for a while, seeing that no one raised the price, he asked loudly again: "The first time in 82 million! Is anyone raised the price?"

"Eighty-two million! The second time!"

"Eighty-two million! Third..."

"Stop! I'll pay 100 million! I'll pay 100 million!" The middle-aged rich man who had tried the peach wood sword at the beginning suddenly started howling with red eyes.

Wow!

Everyone was shocked, and many even stood up and stared at the middle-aged rich man with wide eyes.

The face of the rich man with a fat face trembled, and after a while, he sat down as if he had lost his soul.

He can't take out 100 million.

"One hundred million! The first time!"

"Second time! Third time! Deal!"

Wu Qi's lips were dry. In order to avoid the man's regret, he couldn't wait to announce it quickly. He also knew that the price was the highest and no one could raise the price again.
Chapter completed!