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"Lin Feng"
Many people looked at the figure behind and exclaimed.
This is the fifth-ranked ruthless person on the Qianlong list. It is rumored that he will fight the third place in a big battle and will likely improve again.
Moreover, he was born in Jianchi Mansion, had a noble status and was far away from ordinary people.
"Some things on the way are late, so I'll be disturbed," Lin Feng said to several old men in Wanbaolou.
The few people nodded slightly, as if they had acquiesced.
Jianchi Mansion is the top force in Xia Kingdom, and Lin Feng is the leader of the younger generation of Jianchi Mansion, with a special identity.
Although their Wanbao Tower is powerful, they don’t want to provoke giants like Jianchi Mansion.
Lin Feng and others were invited into a private room, and everyone's eyes returned to the auction table.
The old man in white robe cleared his throat and said loudly: "Qiuhen Sword, the base price is 200,000 yuan, and the shooting is now on."
Lin Xuan breathed hard. At that moment, he had the urge to rush forward.
Fortunately, he held back.
He was going to return to Jianchi Mansion and defeat Lin Feng in front of many tribesmen.
He wants to restore his reputation
After calming down, Lin Xuan's mind returned to the auction.
The price at this time has risen to 250,000, and it is still rising.
After all, this is a Xuan-level intermediate treasure weapon, which can increase the attack by about 60%, and no one is jealous.
"Three Hundred Thousand"
The price was reported in the private room where Lin Feng is located.
However, Lin Xuan knew that this was not Lin Feng's voice, it should be the person next to him.
In the No. 5 private room, Lin Feng sat in a comfortable chair, next to him was a boy with sword patterns on his eyebrows.
"Why, you are interested in that sword?" Lin Feng asked lightly.
"I just want to collect it." The corner of the sword-patterned boy's mouth curled up.
“Thirty-one thousand.”
Just then, a lazy voice sounded, echoing clearly in the hall.
Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect that someone would dare to compete with Lin Feng's people.
Furthermore, the owner who made this sound was the one who took the long sword and treasure.
When Cangbao heard this sound, his body trembled a little, and this sound made him miss the opportunity.
In the private room No. 5, the sword-patterned boy snorted coldly: "There are really people who are not afraid of death."
He was about to fight back, and at this time, the sound of quotations sounded again in the hall.
"Three hundred and twenty thousand"
The voice was very calm and there was a sense of firmness in his tone.
Everyone was uproared and turned their heads to find the person who made the sound.
Lin Xuan was in the hall and did not deliberately hide it, so someone soon discovered him.
Countless eyes gathered on him, and many people were confused.
"Who is this man in black robe?"
"I don't know, he dares to steal things from Lin Feng's people, he must be dead."
These people whispered. In their opinion, the people in the No. 3 private room dared to speak because of their noble status and were not afraid of Lin Feng.
The man in black robe in front of him had no idea of ​​his cultivation, and he was sitting in the hall, thinking of his identity.
But he actually dared to participate in the bidding, which made everyone unable to see through.
"I've seen him, and he has a silver token in his hand." Someone had seen Lin Xuan at the entrance and said it at this moment.
Many people shook their heads and sneered. Although the silver token is precious, it is much worse than the people in the private room.
Lin Xuan saw everyone's reactions. He didn't say anything. He had to get the sword.
In the private room No. 5, the boy with sword pattern turned very ugly.
Forget it if the other private rooms bid for him, after all, they are all people with equal status.
However, a warrior sitting in the hall dared to participate in this matter, which made him feel insulted.
"Things that don't know what's alive"
The boy with sword pattern had a cold voice, and his eyes looked like electricity, locking Lin Xuan through layers of blockage.
snort
Lin Xuan sensed the gaze on the second floor, turned his head slightly, and a trace of sword intent contained in his eyes, cutting off the gaze that looked at him.
There were slight fluctuations in the air, and some people with high strength had abnormalities.
Many people showed surprise.
The young man with sword pattern was slightly stunned, and then his face turned gloomy. He didn't expect that his own would suffer a loss.
His eyes just now contained a sharp feeling, and he originally wanted to teach a lesson in a man in black.
But I didn't expect that the other party's aura was more fierce than his, and it contained a trace of attack and counterattacked him.
"Hey, I seem to feel a trace of sword intent." Lin Feng frowned slightly, and looked at the man in black robe below.
At the same time, a light ejaculation was also heard in the private room No. 3.
Lin Xuan felt a soul power flowing out of the No. 3 private room and exploring towards him.
Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and he also mobilized his soul power to cover his body to prevent anyone from exploring it.
In the private room No. 3, a handsome young man was lying lazily and half-lying, his whole body was trapped in a soft recliner.
Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Just now, his soul perception was blocked.
Obviously, the other party is also a master of soul power.
"The soul is outstanding, and there seems to be a trace of sword intent just now. Who is this person?"
The handsome young man was entrusted with his chin and fell into deep thought.
The man in black robe was beyond everyone's expectations, and his identity became extremely mysterious for a moment.
"Thirty-five thousand" the sword pattern boy said coldly.
"Thirty-six thousand." said the handsome young man in the No. 3 private room.
"Thirty-eight thousand." Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.
The price rose rapidly and soon reached 400,000.
Lin Xuan frowned. The long sword treasure he auctioned received 260,000 yuan, and the spiritual medicine he had on his body totaled more than 200,000 yuan, plus the spirit stones he obtained from others, which was about 500,000 yuan.
The current price made him feel a little heavy.
Fortunately, the owner of the No. 3 private room left the scramble.
Now only Lin Xuan and the sword pattern boy are left.
"Fourty-two thousand." The sword-patterned boy said coldly,
"Forty-five thousand" Lin Xuan's voice did not change at all.
"snort"
In the private room No. 5, the sword-patterned boy snorted coldly.
"This price has already given the value of the long sword itself, so don't fight for it." Lin Feng said lightly.
"Don't worry, I won't bid anymore, but there are many ways to get that sword."
The young man with sword pattern looked at Lin Xuan, and his eyes were extremely cold.
"Forty-five thousand, is there anyone bidding?"
At the auction table, the old man in white robe asked loudly, but his heart was filled with joy.
No one answered, the price is already high enough, have you seen that even the private room people quit?
In the end, Qiuhen Jianlu was shot by Lin Xuan.
"The thing that will be auctioned below is very special. It is a news about the spiritual treasures." The old man in white robe said in a deep voice.
Originally, Lin Xuan wanted to leave, go to the background to trade and leave.
However, the news in front of him stopped him.
Not only him, the whole hall was in full bloom.
Spirit-level treasures are the top treasures in the eyes of the world. Generally, only top sects and aristocratic families have them.
And now, a new spiritual treasure has appeared. How could these people not be excited
However, how to auction a message
Everyone looked at the auction table.
Chapter completed!