Chapter 261: Martial God Disciple

The people around looked at the old man in surprise, in their opinion, this old man was a little stupid, this is Zhuxian Residence, not a place where any cat or dog can live in.

But the old man refused.

Chen Wangrong smiled slightly, "Doctor Mu, why do you refuse, you were kind to me at the beginning!" ”

Saying that he could not refuse the wood divine doctor, Chen Wangrong sent him in with a wave of his hand.

The people around looked at Doctor Mu with envy, how could they not have encountered this kind of pie in the sky.

Watching those who were invited to walk in one by one, Lin Jiamu sneered, "Hasn't this kind of kid's trick stopped?" I'm not here to see a show! ”

Although Lin Jiamu was deflated in front of Chen Wangrong before, everyone did not dare to underestimate Lin Jiamu now.

Only one whispered, "Be quiet! ”

The people around were extremely surprised that someone dared to reprimand Lin Jiamu. However, when everyone's eyes looked, they only saw a person slowly taking off his trench coat.

Michael?

When everyone saw the man's face, they were completely stunned.

Michael actually appeared here, what kind of secret is hidden in this Bamboo Immortal Residence.

So many big names appeared in front of Chen Wangrong, and there were some ordinary rich people who planned to rely on their money to buy a set of Bamboo Immortal Residences.

Now that they finally knew who was competing with them for the Bamboo Immortal Residence, they slowly retreated, not wanting to participate in the competition for the Bamboo Immortal Residence.

After just ten minutes, there were less than twenty people left, and none of these twenty people were from the Dragon Kingdom. They looked at each other with a slight disdain in their eyes.

Ling Thorn stood at the door with the fat and the thin, like the security guards of this auction.

Lin Jiamu clasped his ears, "Those annoying guys have finally left, and now it's time for the auction to officially start!" ”

There was a sneer on Lin Jiamu's face, and a blue light appeared on his body.

The temperature of the entire sales office dropped by eight degrees out of thin air.

At this time, Michael suddenly took off his clothes.

The muscles of this man are not human, and the most terrifying thing is his back.

The muscles in his back were like a terrifying smile.

The two of them just looked at each other like this, and there was a tendency to do it if they didn't say a word.

Chen Wangrong just sneered and looked at all this in front of him, Chen Wangrong naturally knew the origin of these people.

They are either trying to kill themselves or to explore the ecological significance behind the Bamboo Immortal Residence, and they are all lackeys of various countries.

A man with a gentle smile suddenly took out a katana in his hand and put a hideous mask on his face. Seeing this mask, everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Great Tengu? Are you? Michael said in surprise.

The masked man nodded, "That's right, the Martial God is my master, and I inherited this mask from him, and of course inherited his duties!" ”

The katana in his hand pointed at Chen Wangrong, "Now it's time for you to tell the secret of the Bamboo Immortal Residence, if you don't say it, the famous sword Qiushui in my hand will not show you mercy." ”

At this time, a dark-skinned fellow, hiding in the corner, said to the person next to him, "Pietro, there are so many horrible guys here, you must protect me!" ”

The guy known as Pietro has brownish-yellow skin, and his skin is very dry, like the wind and sand in the desert.

He grinned and said dryly, "Don't worry, with me here, no one can touch you!" ”

Everyone else made a gesture of preparing for battle.

It's just that the target they want to fight is the same person, and that is Chen Wangrong.

Michael slowly stepped aside, "I never besiege a person with others, wait until the battle between you is outcome, and then I will join the battle!" ”

As he spoke, Michael stepped aside, but just as he was in the corner, Michael suddenly strained his right foot.

I only heard the sound of rattling, and the sturdy sales office was almost collapsed by Michael's kick.

The pale blue light on Lin Jiamu's body became even more intense, "Heavenly Demon Skill!" ”

Lin Jiamu shouted, and the pale blue light immediately turned into ripples, spreading out to the surroundings, as long as anyone who was touched by this ripple could feel the biting chill.

The masked man yelled, "Hey, don't hurt your own people!" As he spoke, he pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife and rushed towards Chen Wangrong quickly.

The art of juhe, also known as drawing a knife and slashing, no matter how the opponent attacks, the masked man will use the fastest reaction to draw the knife to kill Chen Wangrong.

People who can use this trick are extremely confident in their reactions and the speed at which they can draw their knives.

However, before he could reach Chen Wangrong's face, Chen Wangrong said in a low voice, "One finger at Xuantian!" ”

His forward rush stopped, the same as Lin Jiamu before. Nuwa Library

Lin Jiamu looked at this action, his brows jumped wildly, something similar had happened to him just now.

Just when everyone was surprised, on the tail finger of Chen Wangrong's right hand, a small black snake came out.

No, it can't be considered a snake anymore, there are already scales on the body of this little snake, and there are two meat bags on his head.

Dragon?

Michael shouted loudly and walked forward quickly, he didn't choose to do it before, but he chose to shoot at Chen Wangrong at this moment.

There were still a dozen people watching, and only the dark guy on the side said, "Hey, Pietro, how can we watch so many people do something to our friends!" ”

Petero's face sank, and on his hands, a wisp of quicksand appeared.

At this moment, the black guy took a deep breath, "Come and feel the resentment of my oil king!" ”

A violent wind blew, and the wind carried the sand like a sharp knife.

Everyone present stopped to block the wind and sand that filled the room.

At this time, Pietro and the oil king slowly walked behind Chen Wangrong.

The oil king said with a smile, "I was found by Xuanyuan Shuo, and I am an old iron with the Dragon Kingdom!" ”

Chen Wangrong glanced at him, "For your sake, the Bamboo Immortal Residence has a set of you!" ”

The oil king jumped happily, and the gaze of the people in front of him became more fierce.

Michael walked over and said slowly, "It seems that we can't fight, Chen Wangrong, then let you and me fight fairly, I also want to see what kind of strength Chen Tianshi has!" ”

The muscles in Michael's back condensed, and the smiling face looked even more weird.

The people around them held their breath, and they all recognized Michael's strength incomparably.

The masked man said, "My master once said that Michael is a first-class powerhouse in this world, and if he becomes stronger, he will be qualified to challenge him, and I deserve this respect for you!" ”

As he spoke, the masked man stepped aside.

Michael had an arrogant smile on his face, "I just exist to be number one, and you are destined to be my stepping stone!" ”

As he spoke, Michael immediately rushed towards Chen Wangrong, and with every step he took, he would step into a deep pit in the ground.

Pietro looked at Michael, there was a bit of jealousy in his eyes, and he whispered, "I can't make a move on this person, this person has broken my absolute defense in the past, and now I don't know what kind of bottom this person has reached!" ”

As soon as he heard Pietro's words, the oil king immediately cried and mourned, "Is that so?" Looks like that's all we can do! ”

Michael shouted, "Use all your tricks so you can fight in the dark!" ”

At this time, everyone felt a terrifying power, and the source of this power was Chen Wangrong.

A heavy golden light appeared on Chen Wangrong's body, which was like golden armor.

At this time, Chen Wangrong's expression was sacred and dignified, and he shouted in his mouth, "Golden Buddha Palm, Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!" ”

Michael stopped just halfway through, but unlike Lin Jiamu and the others before, Michael felt a strong resistance in front of him, and every step he took seemed to be against the power of the Buddha.

Click, click.

Michael continued to take two steps forward, and finally arrived in front of Chen Wangrong, who held his head high and just looked at him coldly.

Everyone was anxiously waiting to know how the battle would turn out this time.

However, all I could hear was a pop.

Michael actually spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he flew upside down as if he had been slapped hard, but no one saw how Chen Wangrong made a move.

This is the power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, and the ultimate power of the Golden Buddha Palm has exceeded the palm method.

Chen Wangrong looked at the people in front of him coldly, I am afraid that these people came here because of the ecological technology of Zhuxianju, but they are also strong people in various countries.

Chen Wangrong casually said a price and pointed to the oil king, "Eighty million, you can own a house!" ”

The oil magnate grinned, "Eighty million? "For the world-famous oil king, 80 million is probably not enough money for him to go out for a few days.

Then Chen Wangrong casually pointed at people, and everyone who was ordered was ecstatic, and in the end only one house remained.

At this time, Chen Wangrong's face was stunned, and he pointed to Michael, "The last house is left to you!" ”

Michael slowly stood up and wiped the blood from his mouth.

When Michael stood in front of him, Chen Wangrong did not see fame and fortune, nor did he see the desire for power, but the pursuit of power.

Such a pure person can have a place of his own in the Bamboo Immortal Residence.

Michael looked at Chen Wangrong and said in a low voice, "I never owe favors to others, the market price of Zhuxian Ju is 200 million, I don't have that much money now, but I will pay you back!" ”