"That's right, with the adults. ”

Xiao Fan replied with a faint smile on his face.

Hearing this, the fierce man looked at Xiao Fan's side and said with a smile: "Or are the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren coming together?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just ask, but today's auction is not so simple, and you may not be able to get that sword if you have money!" the fierce man smiled meaningfully.

Xiao Fan chuckled lightly and stopped talking.

Until the entire venue was full, the host walked to the stage, held the microphone and said loudly:

"Welcome to this auction organized by the Emgrand Group, today's auction will only auction one treasure, I believe everyone already knows what it is, I will not delay everyone's time, first please come up with the ancient immortal sword that will be auctioned today. ”

As soon as these words came out, many people in the audience had already begun to become agitated, and even some warriors had undisguised greed on their faces.

Soon, the Ancient Immortal Sword was presented in a quaint box.

Even before the box was opened, Xiao Fan had already seen a cyan aura faintly coming out of the box.

"Cyan Breath ......"

Xiao Fan muttered, his heartbeat quickened for no reason, and his thoughts suddenly returned to the last moment of Ling Xiaozi's tribulation in his previous life.

Then.

The sky is changing, lightning and thunder are roaring.

The entire valley was littered with corpses, and the corpses of Qin soldiers were everywhere.

Ling Xiaozi held a three-foot cyan fairy sword in his hand. The cold light of this sword is pressing, and the sword body exudes a cyan aura, cutting thousands of troops and horses without staining a drop of blood.

This fairy sword was made by Ling Xiaozi's friend Sword Immortal with immortal black iron and given to Ling Xiaozi. Since then, this sword has been accompanied by Ling Xiaozi in the Quartet, and Ling Xiaozi named it Qingfeng.

When the thunderstorm came, in order not to affect Qingfeng, Ling Xiaozi sighed at Qingfeng:

"My fate has come, you better leave quickly, otherwise no matter how tenacious you are, you will be cleaved into ashes by the thunder. ”

Qingfeng seemed to have spirituality, and when he heard Ling Xiaozi's words, he suddenly emitted a thousand blue lights, shaking and shaking, unwilling to leave Ling Xiaozi.

Ling Xiaozi frowned and said in a deep voice:

"If you don't leave, you will be chopped into ashes, and I can be reincarnated and rebuilt! You and I have not finished our fate, and we may not be able to meet again in thousands of years, I order you to leave now, he will meet again one day, and then you will follow me to fight in all directions!"

"Choke!"

Qing Feng let out a crisp scream and reluctantly flew out of Ling Xiaozi's hand. hovered in the air for a while, as if saying goodbye to Ling Xiaozi.

Then it flew into the sky, and flew nowhere.

"Qingfeng, goodbye!"

A tear fell from Ling Xiaozi's eyes, he sighed, and was instantly hit by several heavenly thunderbolts.

Pulling his thoughts back to reality, Xiao Fan's heart trembled violently, and he unconsciously shed a tear.

"Is it really you?"

Xiao Fan muttered to himself, raised his cuffs, and wiped away his tears.

As the host opened the quaint wooden box, a three-foot long sword appeared in front of everyone.

The sword was pale cyan in color, and a piece of rune paper was attached to the sword, which emitted a faint cyan glow under the illumination of the light.

As soon as everyone saw this sword, their eyes lit up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the ancient immortal sword unearthed in Qinhuangdao, after many expert identifications, this sword is indeed something left over from ancient times. The casting material of this sword is currently unique on earth, even in ancient times thousands of years ago, there was no such rare dark iron material. ”

"I believe that I don't need to introduce it more, everyone has already seen that this sword is absolutely extraordinary!"

"Host, stop being verbose! ”

"That's it, hurry up, Lao Tzu brought a lot of money today, this sword belongs to me!"

At this time, someone can't wait to start urging the host.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense, today's auction has officially begun, the reserve price is 50 million, and the price will be increased by 5 million each time!"

"Fifty-five million!"

Almost as soon as the host's voice fell, someone shouted out the price.

"Sixty million!"

"Sixty-five million!"

"Eighty million!"

……

Everyone began to bid one after another, and the voices were higher and higher.

Xiao Fan's eyes were full of complexity, and he never took his eyes off the cyan sword.

Because that sword is too similar to Qingfeng, but the aura it exudes is too far from Qingfeng.

And the flow lines on the sword body are also a little unclear, and there is a rusty and mottled feeling.

"Is it my delusion?" Xiao Fan muttered to himself.

For a while, Xiao Fan couldn't figure out whether this was Qingfeng or not, if this was Qingfeng, how could it become like this? Although this sword didn't look ordinary, it was far worse than Qingfeng.

At that time, Qingfeng had the ability to break the river and collapse the sea, and when it was unsheathed, ten thousand swords would be discolored.

"No matter! I must get this sword, let's study it first!" Xiao Fan's gaze at the sword also showed a fine light.

At this time, the price of the sword has been called to 500 million, and there are still people who are constantly asking for it.

Master Wei asked in a low voice on the side, "Master Xiao, should we make a bid?"

"Don't scream!"

Xiao Fan said categorically: "No matter how high it is, in the end, it will be obtained by force, so why spend that unjust money." ”

As he spoke, the price was raised to 700 million.

At this time, the number of people asking for the price has gradually decreased, after all, with so much money, even the rich cannot come up with so much money at once.

The bidding continued, but only three or two people were still bidding. There were many martial artists around who were looking at those few people who were bidding.

Those people were all big bosses from Jinghai City, and they didn't seem to know how dangerous today's auction would be, and what it would mean to get that sword.

Although these big bosses are rich and powerful in Jinghai City, in the small place of Wuhe City, no one cares about their identities, even if they are killed, in this situation of mixed forces, who cares who kills a businessman.

In the end, this sword was finally auctioned by a boss in Jinghai City at a sky-high price of 1.2 billion.

At the end of the auction process, the transaction procedures are more simple and crude, direct transfer or credit card, and the organizer receives the money and directly transfers the sword and the quaint box to the auction winner.

The big chubby boss was holding the quaint box in his arms, and his face was full of smiles.

The host held the microphone and said the scene:

"Congratulations to this boss for getting our ......"

Before the host finished speaking, the big boss suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the quaint box in his arms fell to the ground, and the sword also fell out of the box.

The big boss put his hands around his neck and let out a moan of pain.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, his whole person spontaneously combusted out of thin air, and a sky-high fire ignited from his mouth, and finally the fire burned bigger and bigger, directly devouring his whole person.

In just a minute, the big living person who was alive before turned into a pile of ashes.

Wow!