"This Milan auction house is really rich and powerful. Even such a holy sword can be auctioned." Ye Chu sighed in his heart. The holy sword is definitely not everywhere.

Ye Jingyun snorted: "This woman is just talking nonsense. She can make up anything to sell her sword. If she can really make such a high holy power, no one will sell it."

"hehe……"

Ye Chu smiled slightly, and this was naturally true. This sword could not have produced the Holy Power like the woman in red robe said.

If the holy power is 100%, it is a peak saint.

Even if there is only 50% of the holy power, it is not something that a quasi-saint can stop. If he can easily win 50% of the holy power, no one will sell such things.

Ye Chu is of course very clear about the holy weapons. He only has a few holy weapons, and Zhu Mei almost has at least one or two holy weapons. He can't produce such a high-level holy power. It's amazing to be able to produce 10% or 20%.

"The No. 2 lot, the real Dragon and Phoenix Holy Sword, the starting price is 800,000 Han Stone, please give it a price."

The woman in the red robe introduced it again, and the purpose was naturally to fool some suckers. The price of 800,000 cold stones is definitely not low, which is equivalent to three times the transaction price of the baby grass just now.

Such a high price scared away some bidders. Ye Chu only saw about half of the people bidding.

"I want this Dragon and Phoenix Holy Sword!"

Before the highest price was announced, the fat King Qin shouted loudly, looking very arrogant and glanced at the heroes present.

"Haha, the King of Qin must be interested, you can bid." The woman in the red robe did not change her face and waved her hand to signal the King of Qin to sit down and bid.

King Qin snorted coldly and directly entered a number on the bidding stone. After a while, the transaction price of the No. 2 lot came out.

"Lottery No. 2, Dragon and Phoenix Holy Sword, the final transaction price, 1.231,000 cold stones, let us congratulate Chu Sheng..."

What everyone did not expect was that the last one was not the King of Qin, but the one who succeeded in the red robe raised his hand to signal the position north of the main hall. The old man with white hair, named Chu Sheng.

"Well……"

"Sheng Chu is here too..."

"It turned out to be Chu Sheng. Now that fat man is eating turtles..."

Everyone secretly applauded in their hearts, and the fat King Qin's face was extremely ugly. He pushed a maid away next to him, then stood up and glared at Chu Sheng coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes could be seen.

"Uh, this fat man doesn't want to live anymore..."

"I still want to kill Chu Sheng, can I still fight Chu Sheng..."

"This is the closest existence to a saint..."

There was a lot of discussion in the field, and Ye Chu also heard some descriptions and looked south. The old man was indeed very powerful.

The closest thing to the existence of a saint means that you have not yet entered the realm of a saint, but you must be invincible among the quasi-saints, so you dare to be called Chu Sheng.

"Hmph! The shameless old guy actually peeked at my bid!"

The fat King Qin snorted coldly and cursed him. Everyone was shocked. They all knew who he was scolding, so naturally it was Chu Sheng.

It turned out that the King of Qin had bid for 1.23 million cold stones. He was confident that no one would pay a higher price than this. However, Chu Sheng only gave 1,000 cold stones more than him, so he snatched the Dragon and Phoenix Holy Sword, obviously peeking at his bid.

"Well……"

"This fat man is crazy..."

"It's in chaos, I'm afraid of life. This is..."

Everyone present was shocked. Several powerful sect kings who were sitting close to the fat King Qin even wanted to leave here, but they didn't want to fight later and were beaten to death by the powerful Chu Sheng.

"King of Qin, please calm down, and you also like something you like. This is the No. 2 lot." The woman in the red robe who hosted the host immediately smiled and persuaded her.

But she didn't seem too nervous, and she didn't seem to be worried about the King of Qin. But Chu Sheng snorted at this moment: "Stupid brat, don't close your mouth anymore and beat you into a thin man!"

"Old guy, if you have a vegetative person, come..." King Qin was very angry.

"roll……"

Chu Sheng took action, and a faint holy power rolled towards the King of Qin. The top sect kings who were closest to the King of Qin immediately went farther away.

"Bang……"

But what everyone did not expect was that the King of Qin did not suffer any damage at all. He was pushed back a small step and hit a maid's arms.

"Two, if you want to fight, please go out."

The woman in red robe immediately looked down. Chu Sheng looked up and looked at her without any attack. She turned around and left.

The fat King Qin slapped the dust on his body with stern eyes, hugged the two maids and lay down, and said to himself with stern words: "Hmph, you don't have to run away if you can't beat him..."

"Okay, King Qin, please respect yourself. If such a thing happens again, don't blame the little woman for asking you out." The woman in the red robe didn't look good, and the King of Qin didn't say much, as if she was very afraid of this woman.

The woman in red robe said again: "Please rest assured that there will be no fight at the Milan Auction House. Please carry lot No. 3 below."

The holy power in the field dissipated, and the heroes breathed a sigh of relief, but there were still some real masters who remained unchanged in the field, and Ye Chu and Ermei were one of them.

"It seems that someone is staring at us just now..." Ye Jingyun looked around and found no one else.

Ye Chu said softly: "This Chu Sheng is afraid that the name is not true. There were two true quasi-saint peaks hidden there just now, both of whom entered the holy realm with half a foot. This Chu Sheng naturally dared not attack."

"It seems that fat man is quite famous..." Ye Jingyun snorted lightly.

Tan Miaotong whispered: "Jingyun, you have a little voice, we're just here to take a look..."

"Okay, why are you doing so nervous? Isn't there a number one in the world? What are we afraid of..." Ye Jingyun patted Tan Miaotong's face, and his beautiful eyes shaved Ye Chu a few times.

Ye Chu coughed a few times, and the No. 3 item had already been raised. It was not an ordinary thing, but an ancient magic circle. It was said that it was written by a master of formation refining.

Although Ye Chu was interested in this thing and wanted to buy it for Xiao Sanliu, which might improve the level of Xiao Sanliu’s formation refining, but the starting price was too high. The starting price was 600,000 Hanshi, which he couldn’t afford.

Milan Auction House is worthy of being one of the most powerful existences in this Zishui Lake, and every item that follows is not an ordinary thing.

At the time of the Millennium Celebration, the Milan Auction House brought out some heavy objects or rare items.

These things have opened Ye Chu's eyes, many of which he has never seen or heard of.

It also includes a puppet and a puppet in the quasi-saint realm, which attracted many people present to bid, and finally sold for nearly 2 million cold stones at the highest price.
Chapter completed!