After waiting for a long time, seeing that no one continued to raise the price, the middle-aged man in the red robe finally retracted his gaze and said aloud to the audience: "One million taels once, one million taels ......"

    "I paid three million taels to buy two of them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

    Just as the red-robed middle-aged man was halfway through speaking, another clear voice suddenly shouted.

     Then, I saw a young man smile at Yan Zumian and said, "Third Uncle Yan is really embarrassed, and the little nephew just took a fancy to the first two divine blades, so he couldn't help but bid." If there is any presumptuousness, I still hope that the third uncle of Yan Haihan!"

    The person who spoke was none other than the eldest prince of Yuetian Fengyue, who sat in the first row of the auction hall and had not spoken for a long time.

     First heard that someone was bidding with him, Yan Zumiao was suddenly angry in his heart. What kind of thing does he not know who dare to do it against the Yan family?

    But before this thought could be completely raised, Yan Zuming heard the eldest prince of the City Lord's Mansion and apologized to himself with a smile. In this way, Yan Zumiao was instantly embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

     After being stunned for a moment, Yan Zuming laughed dryly, waved his hand at the moon and Tianfeng and said, "The eldest prince is laughing, this ...... Auctions are all about the price, not to mention the ...... This auction is a rare Shenfeng. Since you like it, the eldest son, and the bid is high, of course Yan can't compete with the eldest prince!

    "Then there are more little nephews!"

     Yue Tianfeng arched his hand towards Yan Zumian, and then moved his gaze to the auction table again.

    After a competition, the first two blades finally fell into the hands of Yue Tianfeng.

    Before Yue Tianfeng got the Shenfeng, out of his previous promise, the red-robed middle-aged man took out the two Shenfeng on the auction table.

    Shenfeng appeared, and everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. The next moment, two long swords, one blue and one purple, appeared in front of everyone.

    The people who were close to the two long swords clearly felt the chill and stupid murderous aura emanating from the sword body.

     The feeling of being born bloodthirsty and full of the breath of death made many bidders feel tight, and secretly praised the two long swords in front of them, which deserved to be a divine edge!

    Just when everyone was secretly intimidated by the momentum of the two divine blades, the middle-aged man in the red robe suddenly got two broad-backed broadswords from nowhere and put them on the auction table.

     Then he smiled and picked up the purple blade, suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed at one of the broad-backed broadswords like lightning.

    In a surprised silence, I only heard a soft sound of "oh la". By the time everyone was looking closely, the broad-backed broadsword had been cut in two.

    And the purple blade that had been sheathed seemed to be still intact. In the process of cutting off the big knife just now, there was not a single spark during the process.

    There was a low shout in the auction room, all stunned by this terrifying scene. I thought that the kind of divine soldier who sharpened iron like clay could only exist in legends. Unexpectedly, today I can really witness the demeanor of Shenfeng, which is really worth the trip.

    After that, the middle-aged man in the red robe did the same thing, and used another cyan divine blade to instantly cut off another broad-backed broadsword. Although the behavior was the same, it still attracted the applause of the audience.

     After the first two divine blades in the world, and the public trial. Everyone had the slightest doubt about the power of the seven divine blades.

    Not only that, but the worship and admiration for the Seven Divine Blades in my heart has risen to a level of incomprehensibility. This makes the subsequent auction another layer of price protection.

     Yuetianfeng had two Shenfeng, and he didn't stay at the moment, took one blue and one purple Shenfeng, and went away. As for the rest, they began to look forward to the auction of the remaining five blades.

    A moment later, the second round of auctions finally began. After the middle-aged man in the red robe finished speaking, Nangong Yi Bento shouted out the price first, and as soon as he exited, it was one million!

    Such a bidding price directly made nine out of ten people in the auction room completely desperate. Although he hated Nangong Yi who incarnated as a man in black in his heart, he didn't have the slightest way, who made his family rich!

    Nangong Yi shouted the price, Yan Zumiao followed up and added 500,000. Like the previous Moon Sky Wind, Yan Zu Ming is also three million two beats and two handles.

    According to Yan Zuming's thoughts, since the man in black shouted the price to 700,000 taels last time, he did not increase the price after that. So there are two problems: first, he doesn't really want to pay a higher price for these gods, and second, he doesn't actually have that much silver.

    After understanding this layer, he only waited for Nangong Yi to shout out one million taels, and Yan Zumiao directly increased the price to one and a half million taels, wanting to make Nangong Yi know the difficulty and retreat.

    Sure enough, after Yan Zumiao finished shouting the price, the man in black who Nangong Yi incarnated did not continue to increase the price.

     In this way, Yan Zushu couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and sneered: "Fight with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu won't play you to death!"

     was beaming with pride, but he suddenly heard the man in black who had been silent for a long time say: "Five million taels, shoot two!"

    As soon as these words came out, the auction hall suddenly exploded.

    ", 2.5 million tael-1 handles, this is too high, right?"

    "That man in black can't be a madman, right? No matter how good a magic weapon is, it can't be worth two and a half million taels!"

    "I think this guy is sincere in making trouble, and he doesn't really want to bid for these gods at all!"

    "That's not necessarily, you look at the aura emanating from the black-clothed man's body, his cultivation should not be low. In that case, how could he risk being spurned by others and doing such a detrimental thing to himself?"

    ……

    There was a lot of discussion in the auction hall, some said that the price of Shenfeng was high, some said that the man in black was powerful, and some said that the man in black made trouble...... For a while, everyone said that it was very lively.

    Yan Zumiao was almost choked by Nangong Yi's shout. After straightening out his breath, anger suddenly surged up from the five insides like a surging river.

    "This man, I think you're making trouble, right? You bid 250,000 taels, can you get it?"

    Yan Zumiao's eyes were like knives, staring fiercely at Nangong Yi in the distance, and asked with a face full of annoyance.

    "Hehe, this guy is really good at laughing, if I don't have any money, how can I come here to bid?

    Nangong Yi said unhurriedly, his voice was vigorous and powerful, and his confidence was full of strength, and he was a master of martial arts cultivation at a glance.

    "Whether there is silver, whether there is trouble, just by one mouth does not count." If you want to prove that you don't, unless you can come up with five million taels of silver now for me to see?

    Yan Zu said aggressively, and in the end, he couldn't help but let out a cruel laugh, and he looked like he wanted to clean up Nangong Yi.

    "First, why do I want to show you the silver, how old are you? Second, what do you mean by being unkind? Do you want to be polite to me, or do you Yan family want to be polite to me?"

    "If it's the former, the old man would like to see how you treat me politely." If it's the latter, the old man has been all his life, and he really hasn't been afraid of anyone. As for your Yan family, the old man naturally won't take it seriously!"

    Nangong Yi's tone changed, and his arrogance was suddenly revealed, and he was full of murderous energy.

    Nangong Yi said this, but Yan Zumiao himself was stumped. If it was outside, Yan Zumiao would definitely not say a word, and directly teach the man in black in front of him.

    But right now it's in the Treasure Hall, and anyone who makes trouble will be kicked out of the auction hall and will not be allowed to participate in the auction.

    When he came today, Yan Zushu had told Yan Zuming that no matter what means were used, no matter how much silver was spent, he would let Yan Zuming bring Shenfeng back to the Yan family, at least one hand.

    But now if Yan Zumiao fights against the people in black, not to mention the outcome of the battle, his task today will inevitably be in vain. When the time comes, when you return to the family, you will definitely not be able to pay the difference.

    Thinking about it, Yan Zumiao finally held back the anger in his heart, and turned to the red-robed middle-aged man and said: "Master Wu, this person is making trouble here unreasonably and bent on disrupting the auction, don't you Jubaotang care?"

     "Hey, what do I mean by this guy? I don't have money to bid, so I say that the old man is messing with the auction?

     Without waiting for the middle-aged man in the red robe to speak, Nangong Yi cursed first.

    "This ......"

    The middle-aged man in the red robe was a little embarrassed, looked at Yan Zumian and smiled helplessly, and said: "Third Master Yan, it's not that you don't want to take care of it, it's really the actions of this senior, and there is nothing wrong with it." ”

    "There's nothing wrong with him? He doesn't have any money to ask for a price, is there nothing wrong with that?

    Yan Zu was furious, looked at the middle-aged man in the red robe and said sharply.

    The middle-aged man in the red robe shook his head and said, "Of course it's not okay to ask for a price at will, but how do you know that senior doesn't have any silver on him?"

    Yan Zumian smiled: "He didn't dare to show it to me, doesn't that mean that he has a weak heart?

    The middle-aged man in the red robe smiled bitterly, obviously thundered by Yan Zuming's bandit logic: "Then according to Yan Sanye, how can you dispel your prejudice against that senior?"

    Yan Zumiao glared at Nangong Yi and said angrily: "It's not a matter of prejudice, but his sincerity." If he wants to prove that he is not making trouble, he must first come up with five million taels of silver!"

    "Why does the old man want to prove it to you? You say that the old man has no money, so the old man has to prove it to you? In this way, if the old man says that he is not a man, why don't you take off your pants and let everyone see it?"

    Nangong Yiman said disdainfully, with a hint of anger hidden in his words.

    As soon as these words came out, the entire auction hall immediately burst into laughter. Even the middle-aged man in the red robe who was in charge of the auction was made laugh by Nangong Yi's words.

    "Bastard, what are you talking about? If you have the ability, you can say it again!

    Hearing that the other party deliberately humiliated himself, Yan Zulu suddenly roared angrily, and the entire auction hall was in a buzz.

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