158.Chapter 158:-for-tat!
"Lin Feng!"
Many people looked at the figure behind them and exclaimed.
This is the fifth-ranked ruthless man on the Hidden Dragon List, and it is rumored that he will have a big battle with the third place, and it is very likely that he will be promoted again.
Moreover, he was born in Jianchi Mansion, and his status is noble, far beyond ordinary people.
"There are some things on the way, it's too late, so it's a lot of disturbance!" Lin Feng said to several old men in Wanbao Building.
Several people nodded slightly, which could be regarded as acquiescence.
Jianchi Mansion is the top force in the Xia Kingdom, and Lin Feng is the leader of the younger generation of Jianchi Mansion, with a special identity.
Although their Wanbaolou is powerful, they don't want to provoke giants like Jianchi Mansion.
Lin Feng and the others were invited into a private room, and everyone's eyes returned to the auction table again.
The white-robed old man cleared his throat and said loudly: "Autumn Scar Sword, the reserve price is 200,000, and the auction will start now!"
Lin Xuan exhaled fiercely, and at that moment just now, he had an urge to rush forward.
Fortunately, he held back.
He wanted to return to the Sword Pond Mansion and defeat Lin Feng in front of many clansmen.
He's going to restore his reputation!
Calming his mood, Lin Xuan's mind returned to the auction.
At this time, the price has risen to 250,000 yuan, and it continues to rise.
After all, this is a Xuan-level intermediate treasure weapon, which can increase the attack by about sixty percent, and no one is not hot.
"Three hundred thousand!"
In the private room where Lin Feng was, the price was transmitted.
However, Lin Xuan knew that this was not Lin Feng's voice, it should be the person beside him.
In the No. 5 private room, Lin Feng sat on a comfortable chair, and next to him was a young man with a sword pattern painted on his eyebrows.
"What, are you interested in that sword?" Lin Feng asked lightly.
"I just want to collect it. The corners of the sword-patterned boy's mouth curled.
"Three hundred and one thousand. ”
At this moment, a lazy voice sounded, clearly echoing in the hall.
Everyone was stunned, first, they didn't expect that someone would dare to grab things from Lin Feng's people.
Moreover, everyone discovered that the owner of the voice was the one who had captured the long knife treasure.
When the leopard heard this voice, his body trembled a little, and this sound made him miss the opportunity.
In the No. 5 private room, the sword-patterned young man snorted coldly: "There are really people who are not afraid of death!"
He was about to fight back, when the sound of quotations rang out in the hall again.
"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"
The voice was very calm, and there was a determination in the tone.
The crowd was in an uproar and turned their heads to find the person who spoke up.
Lin Xuan was in the hall, and he didn't deliberately hide it, and soon someone discovered him.
Countless eyes converged on him, and many people were puzzled.
"Who is this black-robed man?"
"I don't know, he dares to grab things from Lin Feng's people, he must be dead!"
These people whispered, in their opinion, the people in the No. 3 private room dared to speak because of their noble status, and they were not afraid of Lin Feng.
And the black-robed man in front of him couldn't see his cultivation, and he was sitting in the hall, thinking about his identity.
But he dared to participate in the bidding, which made everyone unable to see through.
"I've seen him, he has a silver token in his hand. "Someone had seen Lin Xuan at the entrance, and he said it at this moment.
Many people shook their heads and sneered, although the silver token was precious, it was much worse than the people in the private room.
Lin Xuan saw everyone's reactions in his eyes, he didn't say anything, he had to get his hands on this sword.
In the No. 5 private room, the sword-patterned boy's face became very ugly.
The people in the other private rooms bid with him, after all, they are all people of equal status.
However, a warrior sitting in the hall dared to participate in this matter, which made him feel insulted.
"I don't know what to live or die!"
The sword-patterned young man's voice was cold, his eyes were like electricity, and through the layers of barriers, he locked on to Lin Xuan.
Hum!
Lin Xuan sensed the gaze on the second floor, turned his head slightly, and there was a trace of sword intent in his gaze, cutting off the gaze that was looking at him.
There were small fluctuations in the air, and some people of high strength noticed the anomaly.
Many people were surprised.
The sword-patterned young man was slightly stunned, and then his face was gloomy as water, he couldn't imagine that he had suffered a loss.
There was a hint of fierceness in his gaze just now, originally thinking of a lesson for the black-robed man.
But he didn't expect the other party's aura to be even more fierce than him, and directly contained a trace of attack and counterattacked him.
"Hey, I seem to feel a hint of sword intent. Lin Feng frowned slightly, and looked at the black-robed man below.
At the same time, there was also a soft sound in the No. 3 private room.
Lin Xuan felt that a stream of soul power flowed out of the No. 3 private room and reached out to him.
Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, and he also mobilized his soul power, covering his body to prevent anyone from probing.
In the No. 3 private room, a handsome young man was lazily half-reclining, and his whole body was sunk into a soft chaise longue.
Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Just now, his soul perception was blocked.
Obviously, the other party is also a master of soul power.
"The soul is outstanding, there seems to be a trace of sword intent just now, who is this person?"
The handsome young man rested his chin and fell into deep thought.
The black-robed man's performance was beyond everyone's expectations, and his identity became extremely mysterious for a while.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" the sword-patterned boy said coldly.
"Three hundred and sixty thousand. The handsome young man in the No. 3 private room said lazily.
"Three hundred and eighty thousand. Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.
The price climbed rapidly, and soon reached 400,000.
Lin Xuan frowned, the long sword treasure he auctioned off got 260,000, and the elixir on his body added up to more than 200,000, plus the spirit stones he got from others, that is, about 500,000.
The current price makes his heart a little heavy.
However, fortunately, the owner of the No. 3 private room withdrew from the scramble.
Now only Lin Xuan and the sword-patterned boy remained.
"Four hundred and twenty thousand. The sword-patterned boy said coldly,
"Four hundred and fifty thousand!" Lin Xuan's voice did not change at all,
"Humph!"
In the No. 5 private room, the sword-patterned young man snorted coldly.
"This price is already more than the value of the sword itself, don't fight for it. Lin Feng said lightly.
"Don't worry, I won't bid, but there are many ways to get that sword!"
The sword-patterned young man looked at Lin Xuan's gaze, which was extremely cold.
"Four hundred and fifty thousand, does anyone else bid?"
On the auction table, the white-robed old man asked loudly, but his heart blossomed.
No one answered, the price is high enough, didn't you see that even the people in the private room have withdrawn from the competition!
In the end, the Autumn Scar Sword Fall was photographed by Lin Xuan.
"This thing that will be auctioned below is very special, it is news, about the Spirit Rank Treasure. The white-robed old man said in a deep voice.
Originally, Lin Xuan wanted to leave, go to the background to trade and leave.
However, the news in front of him stopped him.
Not only him, but the entire hall was boiling.
Spiritual level treasures, that are the top treasures in the eyes of the world, generally only have top-level great sects and families.
And now, there is a new spirit level treasure appearing, how can these people not be excited!
However, how to auction a message?
Everyone looked to the auction table.