Judging from Han Juan’s current performance, I can easily deal with him with the Nine Flames True Fire.
Even if he uses Taoist magic, I am confident that I can deal with it.
But... there is another Ying Wuji."
After resurrection once.
He has become much calmer and more rational in looking at problems.
Han Juan did not give him the feeling of being invincible.
But the key is to kill Ying Wuji while dealing with Han Juan.
This... is hard to do.
Ji Su looked at Nangong Yu: "Brother Nangong, what about you?"
Nangong Yu originally thought that if Ji Su pretended, he wouldn't mind pretending too.
But I didn't expect Ji Su's words to be so pertinent.
After thinking about it, I can only say something more pertinent: "Me too!"
"So, what should we do?"
Everyone looked at each other.
Ji Su looked calm: "No hurry! Wait for someone!"
Everyone was puzzled: "Waiting for someone? Waiting for whom?"
As soon as the words fell.
A shadow suddenly appeared in the air.
The phantom gradually solidified and turned into a solid body.
His hair and beard are all white.
The Taoist robe is simple.
Looks like an immortal.
He smiled faintly and sat on the vacant main seat: "It is said that the wine and food at Zuixianlou are the best in Jiangcheng. Now it seems to be true."
Speaking of.
Then he started to eat.
Everyone: “Hiss…”
Taoist Priest Qingxu?
They understood.
After all, Han Juan is the disciple of Taoist Qingxu. If he comes forward to stop it...
wrong!
Han Juan has become a sword spirit, and looks dull. God knows how much intelligence he has left. He probably can't do much in the name of the master.
But even if Taoist Qingxu is not Han Juan's master, he is still the host of the Sword Immortal Conference.
Wouldn't it be enough to just ban Blade and Soul from participating in the competition?
Nangong Yu couldn't help but said: "Senior, we..."
Taoist Qingxu directly stretched out five fingers and interrupted: "Five hundred thousand taels, less than that, no deal!"
Nangong Yu: “…”
Ji Su: “…”
Everyone present: "..."
This Taoist priest.
He is obsessed with money!
Five hundred thousand taels!
Five hundred thousand taels of cash is enough to empty the treasury of a small country.
Even for an ordinary big country, it is a considerable expense.
If it is shared among several countries, it will certainly be less.
But I just took out one million taels!
Moreover, Wu Lie was eliminated too quickly, so there was one less scapegoat to share the cost.
Who the hell can stand this?
Ji Su frowned slightly: "Can it be a little less?"
“Indispensable!”
Taoist Qingxu was chewing the lamb leg enthusiastically, waving his greasy hands and saying, "No matter what, Han Juan was once my disciple. Even if he becomes a sword spirit, as his master, I hope he can become the most powerful sword spirit.
Ban him from the stage.
That would ruin his future!
Five hundred thousand taels is not a lot.
I didn't think of adding more money, I've been very restrained!"
"this……"
Everyone looked at each other.
But in the end, no one spoke.
Taoist Qingxu saw this and did not force it. He had just finished eating the lamb leg and put down the lamb leg bone that he had eaten cleanly.
He looked at everyone with a smile: "In doing business, the most taboo is forced buying and selling. I won't force you. When you figure it out, you can come to me anytime.
But I still have a piece of advice for you all.
Even though my disciple has become a sword spirit, he is still very strong.
Although it is 500,000 taels now.
But when it’s all shared out, it’s not much money.
Eliminate one.
There will be one less person to pay.
So think about it carefully!"
After saying that.
The figure gradually faded and disappeared into the room.
This kind of teleportation technique is simply horrifying.
But the people present obviously no longer had any interest in magic.
Five hundred thousand taels.
Get rid of Han Juan.
Do you want to do it?
If Han Juan was eliminated, Ying Wuji, who was only a second-grade spiritual embryo, would have no chance of winning all the way.
only……
Han Liu turned around and left: "The Han family won't do it!"
Now there are only five left.
Each family gets 100,000 taels.
In order not to worsen his negative influence, Han Zhe took the last money out of his private treasury.
But now, Han Zhe's private treasury can no longer take out so much money. If he uses the money from the Han family account, it will make Han Zhe's already not optimistic situation worse.
In addition, he was only a second-grade spiritual fetus, so even without Han Juan, he might not be able to defeat Ying Wuji.
Not worth it!
As soon as the Korean wave is gone.
Only four of the five are left.
One hundred thousand taels turned into one hundred and twenty-five thousand taels.
The Wei family's genius felt a sudden increase in pressure, and hesitated for a moment: "The Wei family won't participate either!"
After saying that, he turned around and left. No matter how wealthy one's family was, they couldn't lose it like this.
Now there are only three left.
The genius of Yan State hesitated for a moment, then sighed and left.
Only Ji Su and Nangong Yu were left looking at each other.
Two hundred and fifty thousand taels per family.
It's really a bit difficult to bear.
Nangong Yu asked: "Master Su, look..."
Ji Su asked back: "Do you think our Yan Nation can afford it?"
Nangong Yu: “…”
That's true.
The last war had severely damaged the Yan State, and the treasury was completely empty.
Jade soap was popular among the aristocratic circles throughout the Central Plains.
None of the major royal families stopped it.
Only the royal family of Yan State prohibited all nobles in the country from buying jade soap, which shows how difficult the situation had become.
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