But at this moment, in this VIP Room No. 7, the domineering Lion King Master Du was standing behind an old man like a servant.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the VIP room, otherwise, I would have to doubt my life.

Is this still the invincible lion king with iron fists?

"This texture is the immortal martial sword, it is really the immortal martial sword." The old man stared at the ancient bronze sword in the LCD screen with his eyes tightly, full of burning heat and greed, "The inheritance of the great master of immortal martial arts - Mo Wudi is real."

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"The starting price of the ancient gods is 15 million, and the price increase shall not be less than 100,000 yuan each time. The auction will start now!"

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"One thousand six million."

"One thousand seven million."

“One-eight million.”

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As Ren Ziyan finished speaking, wealthy people quickly raised their license plates and bid.

An ancient divine weapon comparable to SS alloy sword still has a great collection value. In less than a minute, the price of this bronze ancient sword exceeded 25 million, and it was rapidly advancing towards 30 million.

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"Thirty million, VIP No. 9 has bid 30 million, and is there anyone who continues to bid...thirty million*..."

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In VIP Room No. 3.

"It's almost done."

Li Qiang nodded, and there were very few people who were still bidding for the auction price of 30 million yuan.

Although this ancient bronze sword is extremely sharp and cut iron like mud, it is not in ancient times in society. These magical weapons have almost no other place to be used except as collections. Their status in the hearts of most wealthy people is far less than that of the mysterious and wonderful Feng Shui magic weapons.

It's time to take action.

Soon, Li Qiang took the bidder on the coffee table and lost 40 million.

"Forty million, VIP No. 3 bid forty million, is there anyone else bid?"
Chapter completed!