Emperor’s Domination

The sword of Kensei, the sword without two swords, carries the sword, so sword, how covetable three feet.

For a while, the people present had to stare at the sword, especially Feifeng Tian Proud, and stood up. Her eyes had locked the sword firmly, as if it was not her.

“Miss Flying Sword, you want this sword?” When everyone stared at the sword of the original ancestors, Don Ben, the rich generation, laughed and said proudly to Feijiantian.

“It's none of your business.” Feijiantian glanced coldly at Don Ben.

Although Tang Ben is the rich second generation of burners with more money, even without exaggerating that Tang Ben's money is enough to smash people to death, in the proud eyes of Feifen Tian, Dong Ben Na is just a termite, such a shallow way of walking, with more money, Feifen Tian prides herself in not taking her as one thing.

Therefore, although Tang Ben sat flat with them at this time, Feifen Tian was proud in his heart, still despised Tang Ben. Feifen Tian pride was unreasonable for Tang Ben's conversation.

“If the girl likes it, I'll buy it for you.” Don Ben smiled and said, “I don't have anything but money. As long as the girl wants it, Master Ben won't say a word, I'll buy more money. ”

“I'll buy it myself.” Fencing Tian's proud demeanor remains apathetic, but his attitude has changed a bit.

Of course, it's not like Feijian Tian is proud to have Tang Bin buy it for herself. A girl as arrogant as she is, of course, doesn't give a shit about a seeker like Tang Bin. Now her only concern was that Tang Ben, the rich generation, had suddenly risen, photographed the sword of the original ancestors, or raised the price of the sword of the original ancestors to the sky price.

This is what Feifen Tian is really worried about, both the former and the latter, which can cause her a lot of trouble. After all, she must face the sword of her ancestors in her heart.

“Where to say, where to say.” Don Ben smiled and said, “I, Don Ben, like to give a girl something. As long as you want it, the stars in the sky, I get it for you. Money, it's not a problem. The question is whether you like it or not. As long as you like girls, 350 million, I can still afford Don Ben! ”

When they heard Tang Ben, the people present had no choice but to smile bitterly. They were speechless for a while. Don't say that they were the strong monks. Even those powerful true emperors had no choice but to smile bitterly and shake their heads for them.

Three hundred and fifty hundred million is a casual gift, just to please beautiful women, such handwriting, so the degree of defeat, only rich generation like Tang Ben can do it.

This is the most worrying thing about Feifen Tian. If Tang Ben really took a picture of the sword of her ancestors, she would really be a tiger rider. She really needs the sword of her ancestors, otherwise, she wouldn't be here herself.

If she really gets auctioned off by Don Ben, then she'll accept Don Ben's gift, okay? Or not? After all, nobody knows exactly how much money this rich generation has, and maybe he's really richer than all the real emperors here.

“Thank you for your kindness, I need this sword, but I'll take it myself.” Feijiantian glanced proudly at Tang Ben and nodded softly to greet Tang Ben.

Undoubtedly, at this time, Feijian Tian's proud attitude has changed somewhat. She has made a lot of peace with Tang Peng's rich second generation. By doing so, she is trying to eliminate the idea of Tang Peng filming the sword of his original ancestors.

“Well, if that's what the girl thinks, that's what she wants.” Don Ben smiled and said, “Wherever a girl needs something, no matter what you tell her, money, it's not a problem. I'm Don Ben, some of it is money.” Feijiantian nodded proudly, also as a thank you to Tang Ben.

Hearing Don Ben withdraw from the auction of the Sword of the Original Ancestors has relieved everyone present, including some true emperors and longevity.

Though in the hearts and minds of many of the big characters, Don Ben was despised by the rich generation, his vast financial resources put a lot of pressure on everyone present, even if it was true that the Emperor was no exception. A wealthy generation like him who smashes money without winking, no one knows what kind of nerve he will suddenly have, and will suddenly see a treasure, and then no one will be able to bid on him.

At this time, even the mightier Real Emperor felt the charm of money, which was really a penny, forcing a hero to die, even though their invincible Real Emperors were usually shouting for rain and invincible, but that astronomical numerical money smashed over, which also made them breathless.

On a weekday, which one of them would have seen the ordinary monk in Don Ben's trail? But now, at this auction, an auction, as long as Tang Bin, the rich generation, is involved, whether it is immortal or invincible, it is like a great enemy.

Tang Ben withdrew from the auction of the sword of the original ancestors. Not only did Feijiantian take a sigh of relief, but everyone else in the room took a sigh of relief. Without Tang Ben's mix-up, they lost a strong enemy.

Unconsciously, at this time, Feijiantian glanced at Li Qi Night, staring at Li Qi Night.

Tang Ben retreated, so in Feijiantian's pride, Li Qinight became the strongest bidding enemy. Feijiantian prided herself on being ready this time, she herself prepared enough funds, it can be said that whichever true emperor competed with her, she was confident that she had enough resources to defeat them.

But now the only thing that makes Feifen Tian proud is Li Qi Night, so at this time, Feifen Tian is proud to fear that Li Qi Night will also bid on this original sword.

In fact, it is more than flying sword heaven proud of Li Qi Night to intervene in this auction. Anyone who wants to get this sword of the original ancestors in the audience will have some fear of Li Qi Night in their hearts. This young man, called Li Billion, has less financial resources than Tang Ben, the rich generation, so if he bids, the others are just afraid of losing it.

For Feijiantian stared proudly at himself, Li Qinight just glanced at his eyelids and smiled slightly.

Li Qi Night's faint smile, in the eyes of Feifeng Tian proud, is a provocation. She is proud of Feifeng Tian, she has never bowed her head to anyone, how proud she has always been.

So when Li Qi Night laughed, she felt uncomfortable inside. She felt that Li Qi Night was provoking herself. She coldly said: “This sword is none other than me! ”

Feifen Tian is proud of such words, everyone here can hear clearly, many people just look at each other, it is not easy to say anything.

Everyone understands that when Feifen Tian proudly said this, it was already declaring to everyone that the sword belonged to him. This statement is a bit of a warning. It seems to be telling all bidders in the venue that whoever wants to grab the sword will not pass with her.

Feifen Tian is proud of this practice, it seems a bit hegemonic, but even if it is other true emperors, the others are immortal, and no one has made a sound.

Many people understand that Feijiantian is proud of such a hegemonic act, because she has enough gas, let alone she is a half-step long life, strong enough to arrogate the presence of many true emperors, long life, not to mention, everyone knows that her brother-in-law is a master of golden light, even her sister Xihuang attended this auction today, such weight is big enough.

For a while, there were some true emperors and longevity who looked at each other and did not make a statement. Nonetheless, there was still interest in the sword of the original ancestors.

“The auction hasn't even started yet, so why rush to say who's got more money and who's got more money?” No one wants to go to Feifeng Tian proud, and the mighty Real Emperor laughs at Feifeng Tian proud. At this time, however, someone was proud to fly the sword, and a loud voice sounded.

As soon as it was said, everyone looked at it. The person who said it was Li Qi Night.

“Another Li Billion.” When Li Qi Night said something like this, someone muttered.

In fact, when Li Qi Night said this, a lot of people were one of the tight hearts, not even the real emperor and the longevity, this lunatic, everyone saw his means, the inability to move is a hundred million. Even a billion.

If Li Billion is going to bid on the sword of the original ancestors too, just because no one else has a chance, after all, he's a lunatic, it's just a billion, who can bear it? Such a pen, even the rich second generation of Don Ben obeyed and confessed.

As soon as I heard Li Qi Night said this, I couldn't help but change her face. Li Qi Night said that I was proud of her. This made her look a little ugly at the moment.

Originally, Li Qinight had little interest in the sword of the original ancestors. He didn't even care about washing the sword of sin, let alone the sword of the original ancestors.

However, Feijiantian boasted of that aggressive attitude, which left Li seven nights behind.

“Rich, not necessarily universal.” Feifen Tian was proud, she had already announced her determination to this sword will be necessary. A Jane Doe like Li dared to provoke herself, which of course made Feifen Tian proud.

Li Qinight's attitude was more than provoking her, it seemed not to see her in the eyes.

In weekdays, people like Li Billion can be anything. Even if they have more money, it's just ordinary monks of the general public. Like this role, they don't even deserve to appear in front of her on weekdays, let alone compete with her.

“Me, I'm rich.” Li Qi smiled a little at night and said plainly.

It's plain to say that people in this room are suffocated for one reason, even if it's a powerful emperor and a long life.

The end of Ming Wang Buddha just now, everyone has a history of purpose. Ming Wang Buddha is so powerful, so what, so prestigious, so high status, Li seven nights and a billion dollars smashed out, Ming Wang Buddha also touched the ashes of his nose, and Li one billion hit him hard in the face.

Seeing such a scene, the Holy Frost Emperor couldn't help but smile and shake his head.