After half a pillar of incense time, the four little boys still didn't move, and finally Zhou Tianlong, the flying dragon son, sighed and sat back on the chair, obviously giving up the competition. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Immediately, Ye Chengcheng, the prince of the golden sword, Yuan Feng, the prince of the giant sword, and the prince of the dragon and tiger flew up, and they all returned to their seats, and their faces were more ugly than the other.

As the king of the younger generation of the Xingwu Empire, the four little princes are famous, and no one has ever dared to provoke their majesty, but they were defeated by Ling Piaoxue and Jiang Zhan at today's auction, and they lost face and lost their lives to their grandmother's house, which made their hearts full of murderous intentions.

The surrounding people also fell silent, they witnessed the defeat of the four little boys, although they gloated in their hearts, but they did not dare to show it on the surface, for fear that the four little sons would be angry and invite death.

However, everyone knows in their hearts that if today's news spreads, the entire Xingwu Empire will definitely be a sensation, and the reputation of the sword will also rise and resound throughout the country. And after the end of this auction, there will inevitably be a dragon battle between the four little sons and the sword, a peak duel, and more exciting shows that make them look forward to it.

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones, and no one will increase the price, if not, Sanyang Jindan is this little brother......" Fu Tianyun, the owner of the Yunhai Auction Hall, and his voice resounded throughout the square, he asked three times in a row, and there was silence below, and finally the beauty in the yellow shirt took the Sanyang Jindan and traded with Jiang Zhan, and the auction continued.

"Everyone, the last auction item in this auction is a broken knife, the origin is unknown, it is suspected that the weapon used by the ancient master, the broken knife contains an extremely powerful idea, and a long time of observation has incredible benefits for the martial artist's comprehension of the idea, starting at five thousand spirit stones......"

Fu Tianyun, the owner of the Yunhai Auction Hall, did not finish speaking, and the fierce competition kicked off, at the beginning, all of them were some masters of the Breaking Realm competing to raise the price, but soon the four little boys made another move, and raised the price by a large margin, making all the voices dumb.

"Seven thousand spirit stones." The loud voice of Zhou Tianlong, the son of the flying dragon, resounded throughout the audience.

"Seven thousand five hundred spirit stones." The golden knife boy Ye Chengcheng did not show weakness and shouted a higher price.

"Eight thousand spirit stones." Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, was full of confidence and continued to increase the price.

"Nine thousand spirit stones." The dragon and tiger prince Yun Feiyang is rich and rich, and he has added a thousand spirit stones at once, which has the meaning of being the only one.

"Ten thousand."

"Eleven thousand."

"Twelve thousand."

"Thirteen thousand spirit stones."

This is a competition belonging to the four little sons, the scene is in full swing, the sound of price increases one after another continues to echo in the void, Zhou Tianlong, the son of the flying dragon, Ye Qingcheng, the son of the golden sword, Yuan Feng, the son of the giant sword, and the prince of the dragon and tiger Yun Feiyang, after continuous defeats, it is like a crazy fierce competition, and the price of the broken knife soars rapidly, reaching 13,000 spirit stones in a snap of his fingers.

Jiang Zhan sighed secretly, although he was determined to win the broken sword, but all his wealth added up to more than 17,000 spirit stones, and he had already spent 15,000 yuan to compete for the Sanyang Golden Pill just now, in this case, he could only watch the four little sons compete.

"The broken knife contains a powerful sword intent, which is very important for your comprehension thoughts, if it is because of the spirit stone, I can lend it to you." Ling Piaoxue saw the look of affection in Jiang Zhan's eyes, and said with a slight smile.

"Lend it to me? Senior sister, do you still have spirit stones? ”

Jiang Zhan was surprised and delighted, surprised that Ling Piaoxue competed for the Seven Leaf Soul Nourishing Grass, and also spent fifteen thousand spirit stones, and he still had wealth, it was unbelievable? Happily, with Ling Piaoxue's support, he can compete for the broken knife, and if he succeeds, his grasp of the idea of enlightenment will undoubtedly increase greatly.

But just for a moment, the joy in his heart was blown away, and there was no other reason, even if Ling Piaoxue was as rich as the sea, he was afraid that there was not much wealth left at this time, even if he lent it all to him, it would be difficult to compete with the four little princes.

"20,000 spirit stones, it should be enough for you to defeat the fourth little boy for the second time." A bright light flashed in Ling Piaoxue's eyes, and she said confidently.

Surprised, shocked, incredible?

All kinds of emotions permeated Jiang Zhan's heart, he was really frightened by Ling Piaoxue's wealth, this proud girl of the sky, a peerless genius, was simply wealthy, she had just spent fifteen thousand spirit stones, and there were still twenty-thousand, that is to say, she already had twenty-five thousand spirit stones, even if she didn't kill the greedy sword slaughter, the four little princes couldn't compare.

Even, Jiang Zhan almost didn't dare to imagine where Ling Piaoxue got so much wealth, even if she did tasks every day, it was impossible to accumulate so much wealth?

"A year ago, I accidentally obtained a storage ring left by a Condensation Realm master, so there is no shortage of cultivation resources." Ling Piaoxue seemed to see Jiang Zhan's doubts, and said lightly.

Jiang Zhan nodded, the Divine Blood Continent is full of adventures, as long as you are lucky, you do have the opportunity to get the treasure left by the master, it is said that someone once discovered the cave mansion of the ancient powerhouse, got countless cultivation resources, opened a sect, dominated one side, and even someone picked up high-level exercises, elixirs, and then Salted Fish turned over and became a master who moved the world.

All kinds of rumors have spread widely in the Xingwu Empire, and Jiang Zhan has heard a lot, but unfortunately he has not encountered them once. But now he can't think about anything, because Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, has raised the price of the broken knife to 13,600 spirit stones, beating the flying dragon prince Zhou Tianlong, the golden sword prince Ye Chengcheng, and the dragon and tiger prince Yun Feiyang, seeing that the auction is about to end.

"Thirteen thousand six hundred spirit stones, and no one has increased the price, if not, the broken sword will belong to Yuan Feng, the son of the giant sword......"

The voice of Fu Tianyun, the owner of the Yunhai Auction Hall, resounded again, the audience was silent, silent, and a smile finally appeared on the face of Yuan Feng, the giant sword boy.

At this moment, Jiang Zhan stood up again, and as soon as he wanted to open his mouth to raise the price, he felt a fierce dangerous aura gushing out from the depths of his soul.

"Jiang Zhan, if you dare to make trouble again, be careful that the auction is over, and you will not return to the Heavenly Fist Gate with your life."

Leng Sensen's voice was conveyed from the mouth of Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, his face was gloomy, his eyes were sharp, and his body exuded a fierce momentum, as if the divine sword was out of the sheath, running through the sky, and shrouded Jiang Zhan's body.

Threat, the threat of the red fruit.

Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, finally defeated the other three princes, seeing that the broken knife belonged to him, which had unimaginable benefits for his enlightenment, at this time, seeing Jiang Zhan standing up, it seemed that he was going to compete with him again, although he didn't believe that Jiang Zhan still had the strength to spare, but for the sake of insurance, he still made a threatening sound.

Jiang Zhan frowned, his two eyes were like the blazing sun burning, staring at Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, from a distance, this person relied on his strength, and he actually threatened in public, which made him angry. Besides, the auction competition relies on huge wealth, if everyone is as shameless as Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, then the weak martial artist does not need to participate.

With his heart flickering, he smiled coldly and said: "Poor ghost, don't call blindly if you can't get wealth, what kind of ability is it to compete for a broken knife by intimidating people?" ”

The words are not shocking, and they are endless.

When everyone around heard Jiang Zhan's voice, their faces were shocked, dumbfounded, arrogant, too arrogant, Jiang Zhan dared to say in public that Yuan Feng, the son of the giant sword, was a poor ghost, this was simply an unscrupulous insult, although it was Yuan Feng, the son of the giant sword, who was intimidating, but Jiang Zhan was so arrogant, it was tantamount to asking for his own death.

"What do you say? Kind of say it again? Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, had an indifferent voice like Beihai Xuanbing, and the strong murderous aura on his body soared day by day, like billowing wolf smoke, heading straight for the nine heavens.

He was furious, really furious.

At this auction, Jiang Zhan's repeated provocations made him almost unable to help but turn his face and make a move.

Jiang Zhan shook his head, Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, was too domineering, and he even threatened his competitors in public, should it be because the other party is one of the four little princes, and if he is strong, he can bully the weak, he was furious,-for-tat, without showing weakness, and said coldly: "I said that you are a poor ghost, if you don't accept it, you can continue to raise the price, anyway, I am determined to break the sword." ”

"You're looking for death." Yuan Feng, the son of the giant sword, frowned, and made a murderous sound, and then he grabbed it with his big hand, and a giant sword appeared out of thin air, the sword blade was nine feet long, as wide as a door panel, and the sword body was carved with complex lines, and the sword was two dragon heads, with a powerful shape and full of domineering.

With a sword in hand, the gods and ghosts are worried.

Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, was unscrupulous, and he did it on the spot, he held the sword in both hands, and slashed straight in the air, and an incomparable sword aura was like a turbulent long river, sweeping towards Jiang Zhan.

A flash of heat flashed in Jiang Zhan's eyes, and the powerful battle intent was like a monstrous wave, rushing towards the sea of clouds.

"Tyrannosaurus Fist."

He bombarded with a punch, and his fist was like a dragon traveling through the wilderness, swallowing mountains and rivers, and the overwhelming energy made the surrounding heavens tremble, the wind and clouds changed color, and all the seats were shattered on the spot.

"The two of them are angry, and they can only compete with wealth at the Yunhai auction, and they are not allowed to do it."

Suddenly, Fu Tianyun, the owner of the Yunhai Auction Hall, made a sonorous sound, as if a giant hammer had smashed into everyone's hearts, and the audience was shocked.

In the next moment, he waved his big hand, a soft and powerful force, like an ancient divine beast Kunpeng swallowing the Yangtze River and spitting out the sea, swallowing up the sword qi slashed by Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, and the fist power blasted out by Jiang Zhan.

Quiet, silent, the whole square seemed to have become a tomb, and the pins could be heard.

Fu Yuntian, the owner of the Yunhai Auction Hall, was invincible, and easily resolved a fierce battle, his bright eyes swept at Yuan Feng and Jiang Zhan, the giant sword princes, and said lightly: "The auction will continue, as long as there is enough wealth, anyone can compete." ”

"Fourteen thousand spirit stones."

Jiang Zhan's expression was as usual, unfazed, and he shouted a higher price.

Although Yuan Feng, the giant sword prince, was arrogant and domineering, his eyes were empty, but in the face of Fu Tianyun, the owner of the Yunhai Auction Hall, he did not dare to act rashly, and said coldly to Jiang Zhan at the moment: "I'm waiting for you outside, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head." ”

After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the square, followed by Zhou Tianlong, the son of the flying dragon, Ye Qingcheng, the son of the golden knife, and Yun Feiyang, the son of the dragon and the tiger, and the three of them walked side by side and followed.