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Chapter 922 Master is here!

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    "Is there something wrong with my eyes? Why do I feel that this black sword is so light now?"

    "Where on earth did this fierce man come from? My God, it is difficult for the young Marquis to lift it with both hands. He raised it with one hand and his expression remained unchanged."

    "It must be a hallucination, it must be a hallucination."

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    Zhao Dabao raised the nameless black sword with one hand. Although it felt a little heavy, it was still acceptable. At least, there would be no problem if it lasted for ten breaths.

    At this time, the young Marquis, who had originally had a mocking look, looked at the stage dumbfounded, his eyes unblinking, as if he had seen the most incredible scene in the world.

    He has personally experienced the weight of the nameless black sword. Even if the demon ape bloodline is activated in the body, it cannot last for ten breaths.

    And the ordinary-looking monk in front of him was actually able to lift the nameless black sword with one hand, and six breaths had passed from just now to now. Looking at his calm and calm appearance, I'm afraid he couldn't lift it enough.  Ten breaths is not too difficult at all.

    The auctioneer, who was originally secretly annoyed, was also in exclamation at this moment, and opened his eyes with some doubts.

    When he saw Zhao Dabao lifting the nameless black sword with one hand, his whole body froze in place for an instant, showing the same expression as the young Marquis.

    The time of ten breaths passed quickly.

    Zhao Dabao was a little struggling, but he still put the nameless black sword back on the shelf with a normal expression, and said to the auctioneer, "I have lifted this nameless black sword for more than ten breaths. Now this nameless black sword  , it should belong to me."

    After hearing what Zhao Dabao said, the auctioneer was slightly stunned, but he still nodded decisively and said, "Fellow Taoist, since you have such strength, it is just right that this sword comes with you. Our auction house pays attention to credibility and keeps its word.  , this nameless black sword belongs to you now."

    The auctioneer¡¯s words were very free and easy, but his heart was slightly heartbroken.

    ?????????????????? But the auction house pays most attention to credibility, and now with so many monks in the audience watching, if it goes back on its promise, it won¡¯t be the eight thousand middle-grade spiritual stones that will be lost.

    "That's good."

    Hearing the auctioneer¡¯s answer, Zhao Dabao smiled slightly, put the nameless black sword back into the storage space, and prepared to leave.

    This black sword is as if it was tailor-made for him. It is also his biggest gain from participating in the auction. The next auction items will cost tens of thousands of medium-grade spiritual stones, which is not what he can afford now.

    Thinking like this, Zhao Dabao got up and walked to the exit passage of the auction, but when he left, he could feel that someone seemed to be following behind him.

    Because of his keen spiritual sense, Zhao Dabao could feel that the monk following behind him did not have any malicious intent.

    The exits of the auction house extend in all directions. Zhao Dabao picked one at random and turned around. When he came out of the auction house, he was already in the bustling city of Deacon Fengfang City.

    There are a lot of people here, which is consistent with the saying that the small hermit hides in the forest and the big hermit hides in the city. Zhao Dabao came to a remote alley and slowly said to the empty back, "Follow me all the way, it's hard work, come out  Bar."

    As soon as Zhao Dabao finished speaking, the originally empty air rippled, and a figure appeared out of thin air. It turned out to be the young Marquis who had been chasing him all the way from the auction.

    "Little Marquis?"

    Looking at the guy behind him who took off his mask and looked like a simple and honest boy from a farm, Zhao Dabao recognized his identity, but what the young marquis said next made him slightly shocked.

    "Master, please bow to me as a disciple."

    The young Marquis knelt down directly to Zhao Dabao with a sincere attitude and pious eyes.

    "Get up quickly, little Marquis, what are you doing?"

    Zhao Dabao hurriedly helped him up. His current cultivation level was about the same as finding a teacher, so how could he mislead his disciples.

    "Master, if you don't agree to my request, then I will be here Hey, where are you, master?"

    The little Marquis just raised his head, but was a little surprised to find that Zhao Dabao, who was supporting him just now, had disappeared.

    At this time, at the top of Deacon Peak, Zhao Dabao patted his chest and gasped slightly.

    Just now, his speed was simply faster than the speed of light, and he took advantage of the moment when the young Marquis lowered his head and ran away.

    How could he do such a thankless task as accepting a disciple now?

    Zhao Dabao also knows something about the body cultivator group and wants to break through?No matter how you instill spiritual power into it, it's all mud and nothing. It has no effect at all.

    Zhao Dabao had plenty of spiritual power in his body at this time, and he persisted in instilling it for a while in a boring way. When he realized that it was ineffective, he angrily gave up the idea that the black sword had a weapon spirit.

    However, while playing with it, Zhao Dabao accidentally failed to hold on to the black sword and let it fall from his hand.

    With a bang and a violent vibration, a big hole was made on the ground.

    And the entire cave's defensive formation shook hard twice, almost completely shattering.

    This defensive formation is a high-level formation that can resist ordinary Jindan monks, but even so, it still almost broke.

    After taking a breath of air-conditioning, Zhao Dabao became ecstatic.

    Just by being hit once, this high-level formation was almost broken.

    If this black sword is in your hand and it falls at an extremely fast speed, even a monk at the peak of the Golden Core might not be able to withstand the destructive power it can produce, right?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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