"VIP in the No. 1 box, do you still need to increase the price?"

At the auction table, Ji Hen saw that Xiang Feng had not increased the price for a long time, so he looked directly at the No. 1 box and asked.

Many eyes also looked at the No. 1 box.

Some mocking voices also sounded from the crowd.

"If I guess correctly, the person in the No. 1 box should be Xiang Feng, right?"

"Not bad! This guy is so amazing. He just arrived in Wuxi City, and stepped on the Feilong Martial Arts Academy to kill the head of the Xia family and the elder of the Duan family. It is said that he also robbed the entire Xia family and obtained more than 10,000 spiritual gathering pills.

, to make everyone in the Xia family go bankrupt.”

"He should have obtained a lot of spiritual gathering pills in the ruins of the Blood Shadow Sect before? Now, can't he even get the thousands of spiritual gathering pills that you buy a spiritual weapon, right?"

"Hehe, I can't bear to give up, or be stingy. See how much the other person raises the price at a time, how much the price at a time?"

The voice was full of ridicule and ridicule.

Obviously, they wanted to use words to stimulate Xiangfeng, make Xiangfeng lose his mind and increase the price crazy.

"Yanyue Dao, I don't want it!"

Just as various arguments were heard one after another, the sound of Xiang Feng's voice came into everyone's ears.

Simple and clear!

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Even the two men wearing straw hats couldn't help but glance at the No. 1 box.

This guy Xiang Feng, isn’t he too decisive to give up?

They originally thought that Xiang Feng was holding at least 10,000 Spirit Gathering Pills in his hand, and seemed to be quite enthusiastic about the Flame Moon Sword and would continue to increase the price.

"Hmph! I overestimated him this Xiang Feng!"

The man who was quoting a price snorted.

Listening to his voice, he was about twenty years old.

He had already considered it, and as long as the price of Xiangfeng was increased, he would give up immediately.

Unfortunately, Xiang Feng gave up the price increase before him, which forced him to spend 5,000 spiritual gathering pills to buy a spiritual weapon that was almost useless to him.

Even if he finds an opportunity to sell it later, he will lose more than a thousand spirit-gathering pills in vain.

"Forget it, there is no need to worry about such a small matter. Xiang Feng has a lot of spiritual gathering pills, and may even have the inheritance of the divine realm. After killing him, we will divide it equally, and we may get rich directly."

Another man in the hat smiled faintly.

"Divine Realm Inheritance? I'm not interested in this thing. I just want to kill Xiang Feng and avenge my sister!"

Lian Xiao clenched his fists, his tone full of cold resentment.

...

Xiang Feng had already made it clear that the Yanyue Knife will no longer be auctioned. Ji Hen immediately announced that the Yanyue Knife was successfully photographed by the guest sitting in seat No. 114.

Then, another person in charge of Dayun Auction House immediately led Lian Xiao to the backstage to complete the transaction.

Five minutes later, Ji Hen announced that the second lot had begun auction.

"Everyone, this second item is a rare spiritual medicine, the century-old white bird. This kind of spiritual medicine is not very effective for high-level martial saints, but for blood exchange warriors, it is a treasure that is hard to find! Therefore,

, I believe everyone has a clear idea of ​​the price.”

Ji Hen briefly introduced it, and then announced loudly: "Next, everyone can start bidding. The starting price is 500 spirit-gathering pills, and each increase of the price must not be less than ten spirit-gathering pills."

Although the century-old white cowling is very rare, it is just a spiritual medicine used by the intermediate martial saint.

And the mid-level martial saint has basically only a few hundred spirit-gathering pills.

The wealth of a high-level martial saint is only about one thousand to two thousand spirit-gathering pills.

Of course, those young geniuses with a large background or family strongmen with many industries under their command will have a much richer wealth.

"Five hundred and ten spirit gathering pills!"

"Five hundred and twenty!"

"Five hundred and fifty..."

One after another, the sound of price increase sounded one after another.

It can be seen that the major forces and warriors have a great demand for this rare elixir.

In other words, this elixir is too rare. This time it appears at the auction, and many people want to seize the opportunity and take it down.

Two minutes later, the price of the Centennial White Birdling rose to 800 Spirit Gathering Pills.

The pace of quotation has gradually slowed down.

The value of the century-old white cowling is actually only six or seven hundred spirit-gathering pills.

Eight hundred pieces are already a premium.

"One Thousand Spirit Gathering Pills!"

At this time, a quotation sounded.

A 200 spirit-gathering pill was added at one breath.

It is the wind coming from the No. 1 box!

Many people looked at the No. 1 box with a look of surprise on their faces.

Various discussions also sounded.

"I heard that although Xiang Feng's combat power is extremely terrifying, his cultivation level is only at the peak of the six-star. I didn't believe it very much before, but now it seems that it may be true. Otherwise, why did he buy this century-old white

Qu Ling?"

"Fake it! It's definitely fake! Anyway, I don't believe it if I beat it to death! Xiang Feng's combat power is comparable to that of the eight-star late-stage martial saint. His true cultivation is only the six-star peak martial saint? No ghost will believe it.

!”

"Yes, I don't believe it either! He should have bought this century-old Baiqueling for people around him."

"Xiang Feng's true cultivation must have broken through to the high-level martial saint long ago. Maybe his real realm is the eight-star late-stage martial saint."

These comments were also heard into the No. 1 box.

Li Miaotong, General Guo and others looked at Xiang Feng with a little curiosity.

They were also very curious about what realm Xiang Feng was.

If we talk about the spiritual fluctuations emitted by Xiang Feng when he fought with people, they are indeed only the six-star peak martial saint.

But how can you easily defeat the early stage of the eight-star martial saint at this level of cultivation?

This is simply a big deal!

"hey-hey……"

Xiang Feng, who was the person involved, just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.

Cultivation level?

Does this thing need to be overly cared for?

Xiang Feng is indeed only the six-star peak martial saint, but as long as he wins the century-old Baiqueling, he can quickly become the third level of the Human Emperor Sutra.

By then, his spiritual cultivation level will rise rapidly.

I just don’t know if Lian Xiao would deliberately speak up and bid for him.

And this time, he had made up his mind to win the century-old Baiqueling no matter what.

It doesn’t matter whether something like the Yanyue Dao is, but the Centennial Baiqueling is an important spiritual medicine for him to practice the Human Emperor Sutra, and it must not be missed.

He is bound to win!

"one thousand!"

Almost as soon as Xiang Feng's eyes fell on Lian Xiao, Lian Xiao's voice sounded.

“One Thousand and One Thousand One Ten!”

Xiangfeng stood up and spoke slowly.

Price increase?

This time, Brother Feng slowly accompany you to join us.

Below, Lian Xiao raised his eyebrows as he listened to Xiang Feng's plain tone.

The voice of the wind was calm, and there was no strong tone that was inevitable.

But even Xiao could feel it. Xiang Feng was bound to face the Centennial Bai Quling Ling!

Therefore, without hesitation, he wanted to continue to increase the price.

But at this moment, the man beside him said, "Forget it, stop quoting!"
To be continued...