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Chapter 635 Talking about Purple Heart(3/3)

Calculated in this way, my usual self-confidence and pride mean nothing!

For a moment, he didn't continue bidding, as if he had given up.

At this moment, there was a crack in Yuan Tong's Taoist heart. This crack was just a crack. If it was repaired in time, he would be able to cultivate back.

But Ning Fan was not prepared to give Yuan Tong a chance to repair his Taoist heart.

At this moment, he was in Tianyuan City, and because of the old Yuan Emperor's reputation, he was unable to kill Yuan Tong.

But this does not mean that Ning Fan can tolerate Yuan Tong's harmful intentions.

Yuan Tong wants to destroy Ning Fan's Taoist heart, so why would Ning Fan repay him with his Taoism?

"Oh, Yuan Daoyou is not going to bid. Why don't you let Mr. Bai bid for you, 2.9 billion!"

Ning Fan raised his hand and offered 90 million immortal jade, still outside the palace, deliberately raising the price.

Yuan Tong's eyes were shocked, and he did not expect that Ning Fan would continue to raise the price after grabbing the fishing rod.

"Three billion!" Ning Fan threw out another 100 million immortal jade, and Yuan Tong's face turned pale.

Three billion immortal jade is his minimum price. There is no way he can win against Ning Fan!

Every trace of Yuan Tong's expression fell into Ning Fan's eyes, and Ning Fan could vaguely see that three billion was Yuan Tong's entire family fortune.

In this way, he can destroy Yuan Tong's heart in one go.

"Four billion!"

"Five billion!"

"Seven billion!"

"Nine billion!"

"Ten billion!"

Ning Fan raised the price five times in a row, threw out the fairy jade five times, and raised the price of the purple-grade fishing rod to 10 billion in an instant!

Looking at the fairy jade that was as high as a mountain outside the palace, Yuan Tong felt an unprecedented sense of frustration in his heart and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ten billions of immortal jade, that’s tens of billions of immortal jade!

Even his master, the Ape King, would never be willing to spend tens of billions!

This person's wealth is so rich that he can't compare to him, he can't compare to him!

Yuan Tong admitted defeat. This admission of defeat represented that the undefeated fighting spirit he had cultivated throughout his life collapsed in an instant!

Those who are willing to fight must not admit defeat or talk about defeat.

Once you lose your self-confidence, you will no longer have the courage to challenge the powerful, and you will no longer have the determination to achieve great success.

The big man and the beautiful woman were both stunned. The generosity of tens of billions of immortal jade was something they could never imagine.

The Lord of Shangjiu Pavilion took a deep look at Ning Fan, and instantly decided that Ning Fan was a ruthless person who should not be messed with.

Yuan Tongyu destroyed his Taoist heart, so he did the opposite and destroyed Yuan Tong!

"Bai...Bai Mu, I remember this account! Humph!"

Yuan Tong forcibly swallowed the blood in his throat, gritted his teeth, and hurried away in a flash of light.

His Taoist heart has been destroyed, and he must go to find his master immediately. Maybe there is some possibility of repair...

He left in such a hurry that even the 2.8 billion immortal jade could not be taken away in time.

The big man glanced at Ning Fan with some gratitude, cupped his fists and saluted, and left.

The bidding has ended, and there is no point in him staying here any longer.

Yuan Tong destroyed his Taoist heart, and Ning Fan destroyed Yuan Taoist heart, but he indirectly helped him take revenge. He was naturally grateful to Ning Fan.

The beautiful woman had no intention of staying any longer, so she said goodbye and left.

What happened today shocked her too much. A bidding was more thrilling than a life and death battle, killing people invisible.

"The purple-grade fishing rod belongs to Mr. Bai. In five days, I will go to Shangjiuge again to get the fishing rod."

Ning Fan stood up, gave the Nine Pavilion Master a fist, and left.

He still had a calm expression. To him, tens of billions of immortal jade were just a drop in the bucket and not worth mentioning.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay. If my lady makes a fishing rod for you, it needs to be tailor-made, so I need to meet you. Taoist, please follow me to meet my lady. Don't worry, it won't cost you."

Too much time.”

"Your lady?" Ning Fan was startled and stopped.

Little did he know that the last remaining weapon refiner in Shangjiu Pavilion was the person whom the dignified Pavilion Master regarded as his lady.

It should be noted that the master of Shangjiu Pavilion is called the master of Yi Pavilion, but his other identity is the monk of Yuandian Hall.

All Yuandian monks can only have one master, and that is Emperor Yuan.

The young lady he mentioned could only be a relative of Emperor Yuan.
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