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Chapter 211 Treasure Pavilion auction(2/2)

He used the Feng Yuan Lingzhu to block the conversation. Except for Mo Ying, no other disciples could hear the sound.

"I understand!" Mo Ying nodded and looked at Master Qingyun in the distance, "But what if Master Qingyun hates him afterwards?"

"Do you think he can beat me?" Ye Feng asked back.

Mo Ying was stunned at first, and then her pupils suddenly shrank.

No wonder Ye Feng is so arrogant, it turns out that he is so strong that he is not afraid of Master Qingyun.

Could it be that he is at the peak of Juyuan Realm?

Thinking of the incident where the demon city was bombarded by meteorites by a mysterious strong man, Mo Ying looked at Ye Feng, who was as smart as her, and instantly thought that this was the third-level spell "Strike of the Sky and Moon" of the Miao Miao Sect.

"Sure enough, the leader is the peak Juyuan Realm man who caused havoc in the Demon City! It turns out that his strength is so amazing, no wonder he has so many weird and bizarre methods."

Mo Ying suddenly became enlightened.

At this time, Master Qingyun suddenly walked out of the box, pointed at Ye Feng and yelled: "I have bought this middle-grade spiritual sword for eight thousand yuan!"

The sound is like thunder, accompanied by the sound of swords, making people's hearts tremble.

Ye Feng thought for a while and felt that he could not raise the price any more.

Otherwise, if Master Qingyun suddenly stops buying, it will be a big loss.

So, Ye Feng deliberately stood in front of the box, his expression changed from calm before to serious, as if he was considering whether to increase the price. His acting skills were unparalleled.

"Are you going to increase the price or not?" Master Qingyun sneered.

In his opinion, Ye Feng, who was in deep thought, must have run out of money, otherwise, it would be impossible not to increase the price immediately.

Ye Feng frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he sighed: "Alas! Ye is short of money and cannot increase the price. It is a pity that he missed such a wonderful middle-grade spiritual sword!"

After saying that, Ye Feng slumped down on the chair and looked up at the sky, as if he had missed a big opportunity. His acting skills became more and more superb, and even Mo Ying almost believed it.

"Master, are you okay?" Li Jiaojiao and other female disciples quickly gathered around him, squeezing his shoulders and hitting his back, and they cooperated very well.

"Since Master Ye has withdrawn from the competition, this middle-grade spiritual sword has been sold to Master Qingyun for 8,000 low-grade spiritual stones." Jiang Daoli made the final decision.

"Oh, you dare to compete with me even if you don't have money!" Master Qingyun said with a ferocious smile. He paid the money on the spot and got this exquisite and unparalleled middle-grade spiritual sword. He immediately recognized its owner and named it "Qingyun Sword".

Can't put it down.

Then, he looked sideways at Ye Feng, feeling proud.

Master Qingyun had no idea that the Qingyun Sword he spent 8,000 spirit stones on was actually refined by Ye Feng!

He didn't even know that he had been tricked!

Although the quality of this spiritual sword is very high, its real price is only five to six thousand spiritual stones, which is far lower than the transaction price of eight thousand yuan.

In a certain luxury box.

Young City Master Jiang Xinyu swallowed his saliva and silently gave Ye Feng a thumbs up.
Chapter completed!
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