"Three hundred thousand!" Ye Hong waited for a few flicks of his fingers before opening his offer.

"Three hundred thousand for the first time!" The plump young woman's originally pale and embarrassed face showed a hint of redness, and finally someone asked for the price, and she gave Ye Hong a coquettish look. Out of gratitude and due to the reaction of the monks present, she did not stir up the atmosphere in the field, but simply repeated it, and no one raised the price.

"Three hundred thousand for the second time!"

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"300,000 for the third time! Congratulations to this fellow Daoist for winning this treasure!"

"Wait! I'll give 400,000!" As soon as the plump young woman's epiphany ended, an arrogant voice sounded from the door of the auction hall.

Everyone turned around together, and saw three people walking in from outside the hall, led by a young man wearing a snow white cloud silk cold brocade robe walking in front, and two followers of the orange armor monk followed behind, and it was this white-robed young man who spoke.

"I've always liked this kind of refining material that I don't know the origin but is interesting!" The white-robed young man waved his hand: "Wang Min, go and pay the spirit stone to bring the things!"

"Yes, young master!" said the orange-armored monk on the left behind him, bending down and wanting to step forward.

"This! Young Master Wu, this is not very good! This treasure has been auctioned by this Taoist friend just now!" Although the plump young woman knew the details of this young man, and the backstage was extremely hard, she was a little weak in her heart, but for the sake of her reputation as an auction house, and also for the sake of her boss not to be ashamed, she refused stubbornly.

"Isn't your auction just to earn spirit stones!Since my bid is higher than his, it should belong to me, everyone here say yes!" said the white-robed young man with a big grin.

"Yes! The young master is right!"

Most of the mecha monks who came to participate in the auction were silent, but about a dozen or so began to shout loudly. It seems that this white-robed young man is not deliberately going against Ye Hong, but he came to smash the field prepared, and the dozen or so shouting monks are estimated to have been arranged by him a long time ago. But it happened to come in when Ye Hong took the Flower of Flame, so he easily cut Ye Hong's Flower of Flame.

"Young Master Wu, our auction house has its own rules, what has been auctioned off cannot be changed, even if the price you offer is high, it can't be given to you!" The plump young woman trembled her lips, but still firmly refused: "That's it, if the young master really likes this lot, after we finish the deal with this fellow Daoist, you can discuss the transfer with this fellow Daoist!" As he spoke, he glanced at the two purple-armored monks standing next to him. The two monks were very clever, one stepped forward to take the Flower of the Flame and walked towards Ye Hong, while the other one quickly ran towards the inner hall of the auction hall.

"I don't care about this, just now I quoted 400,000 spirit stones, which is 100,000 higher than him, then this thing should be mine!" The white-robed monk didn't stop the actions of the two monks, just stretched lazily and said slowly: "The monks present just now have heard my bid, if you give him this lot, it will be a violation of the rules of your auction house, then I will be mad!"

"The young master is right, we all heard your bid, and this lot should be yours!"

"You can't break the rules in the auction house!"

"If the auction house dares to hand over something, then we onlookers can't stand it!"

"Yes, we resolutely support the young master!"

For a while, the monks who had previously cooperated with the flag waving and shouting jumped out one after another to cheer for the white-robed youth.

Seeing this situation, the purple-armored monk who was holding the Flower of Flame and was about to settle with Ye Hong hesitated, he turned his head to look at the plump young woman for advice, but saw that the young woman on the high platform did not have any intention of asking him to stop, so he could only grit his teeth and walk in front of Ye Hong: "This fellow Daoist, the lot has been taken, please hand over the spirit stone!"

Suddenly, the audience was silent, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Hong's body, and everyone was speculating about the next move of this strange monk. Whether to deliver the spirit stone or to retreat, if it is to deliver the spirit stone, then it is bound to offend this white-robed young man, with the current situation, it is possible to be killed on the spot. However, if he refuses to deliver for various reasons, then perhaps the auction party will not do anything to him for the time being, but it is certain that this strange monk will not be able to leave this underground trade area. But whether he agrees or refuses to deliver the spirit stone, he will definitely offend one of them.

The vast majority of the monks present thought that Ye Hong would choose to refuse to deliver, so that he could at least postpone his fall, and the auction house might not do anything to him in the end, and in their impression, the auction house was still more reasonable.

Ye Hong smiled bitterly at the plump young woman on the stage, and the implication was to say: You can make me miserable. However, then he took out a storage belt and handed it to the Purple Monk.

"Boy, you dare!" A loud shout sounded, but it was a white-faced middle-aged monk in the group of shouting monks who had cultivated in the late stage of foundation building, and then a sound of wind rushed to the back of Ye Hong's head.

"Be careful!" the plump young woman stood tallest and saw the most clearly, and hurriedly shrieked in remind. And the purple armor monk who was about to hand the Flower of Flame to Ye Hong was also panicked, his cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation building, and he knew that his strength should not be able to resist this sudden attack, but for the sake of the reputation of the auction house, he didn't have time to turn on the laser weapon in a hurry, so he could only try to fly forward, ready to use his body to help Ye Hong block. In his opinion, Ye Hong's cultivation is only in the late stage of condensation, if he doesn't step forward to resist, Ye Hong will definitely die.

However, he had only taken a step forward when he felt his wrist tighten and was tightly held by a large hand, the owner of which was so powerful that he could not move forward at all.

"You're good!" a gentle voice sounded in his ears, and then he felt empty in his hand, the Flower of Flame that was supposed to be delivered was gone, and a storage belt appeared in the palm of his hand, and then the owner of the big hand pulled him back, and he involuntarily took three steps back. Then he saw an astonishing scene.

I saw that Ye Hong, who was only cultivating in the condensation stage, was standing about two steps in front of him, holding a purple object high in his right hand, and when he looked closely, it was the white-faced middle-aged monk who suddenly pounced on Ye Hong just now. At this time, Ye Hong was holding his neck with one hand, struggling painfully, looking powerless. Looking at his right hand again, the purple lightsaber was still flashing with dazzling light, but the entire arm was showing an extremely strange twist, as if it had been twisted several times in a row, but there was no sign of bone misalignment in the shoulder, how much strength and speed it would take!

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