"What a young man's voice, this young man is only afraid that he is not more than twenty years old!"

"He can sit in the private room at such a young age, it seems that he must be a personal disciple of the five major gangs!"

Jiang Xuan's words immediately attracted the attention of a group of people, and the eyes of many martial artists looked towards the No. 48 private room.

"What?"

In the No. 44 private room not far from Jiang Xuan, a young man wearing a Taoist uniform suddenly raised his eyebrows and half-blinded his eyes.

The robes of the light years are also the uniforms of the personal disciples of the Poison Pylorus Sect.

"In this bidding field, there are actually five major gangs who are younger than me, which is interesting. ”

The young martial artist glanced twice at the private room where Jiang Xuan was.

"Senior Brother Duan, why do you mind this trivial matter?"

Next to the light year warrior (shēn), there was a young girl dressed in a bewitching dress, her crisp (xiōng) was half exposed, and she stuck it on the body of the light year warrior (shēn), and said with a smile: "You are the youngest personal disciple of the Poison Pylorus Sect in the forty-five years, and you have the highest talent in the Poison Domain, so you don't have to mind the personal disciples of other forces." ”

"Well, you're saying it well. ”

The young warrior nodded his head.

The Poison Pylorus is the most powerful force in the Poison Domain.

Although there are a total of five major gangs in the Poison Domain, the combat effectiveness of the Poison Pylorus Sect is a cut higher than that of the other four gangs.

The disciples of the Poison Helicit Sect all have a sense of superiority, and the young martial artist is the youngest disciple of the Poison Helicus Sect in the past forty-five years, and this sense of superiority is getting stronger and stronger.

The young martial artist rubbed his hand against his chin, suddenly smiled, and said proudly: "This thousand-year-old Yang Spirit Descending Dragon Bamboo, Young Master Ben wants it! Ninety inferior sword crystals!"

"What?"

Hearing the voice of the young martial artist, Jiang Xuan's eyebrows frowned, but when he followed it, he eased up, and calmly opened his mouth and said, "One hundred and twenty inferior sword crystals!"

"Two hundred inferior sword crystals!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another proud voice in the No. 44 private room.

"Two hundred and twenty inferior sword crystals!"

Jiang Xuan raised the price again.

"Three hundred inferior sword crystals!"

The proud voice came again.

"What?"

Jiang Xuan's face turned cold.

But even so, he would not give up this thousand-year-old Yang Spirit Descending Dragon Bamboo.

"Three hundred and twenty sword crystals!" Jiang Xuan said.

"What?"

Inside the No. 44 private room, the face of the young warrior suddenly sank: "This guy actually has the courage to fight with me!"

The young warrior (yīn) had a face, and his eyes overflowed with a strong killing aura.

"Senior Brother Duan, forget it. ”

Seeing the very ugly face of the young martial artist, the bewitching girl said very cautiously: "A thousand-year-old Yang Spirit descending dragon bamboo, why be angry with a soil bun?"

"You're right. ”

Hearing the words of the charming girl, the young martial artist snorted coldly, and then said: "However, the treasure that Young Master Ben fancies, it must be returned to Young Master Ben! This thousand-year-old Yang Spirit Descending Dragon Bamboo will be temporarily stored in that guy's pocket, and when the bidding meeting is over, Young Master Ben will go again and meet that guy, I don't believe that he dares not to take out the thousand-year-old Yang Spirit Descending Dragon Bamboo!"

Soon, this thousand-year-old Yang Spirit Descending Dragon Bamboo was bought by Jiang Xuan.

After putting away the thousand-year-old Yang Spirit Descending Dragon Bamboo sent over by the bidding field, and handing over the sword crystal, Jiang Xuan looked at the bidding table.

Bids are constantly being revealed.

Jiang Xuan bought some five spirit materials again, among the five spirit swords, the iron-blooded sword dao must be practiced by borrowing gold spirit weapons, and several other swordsmanship, if there are corresponding materials, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

"The bidding below is the fifth-grade material - blue iron ore. ”

The master of ceremonies opened his mouth and said: "I don't need to say more about blue iron ore, everyone has also heard of its preciousness, among all the fifth-grade gold materials, this blue iron ore is the rarest one! The reserve price is two hundred inferior sword crystals, and each price increase shall not be less than thirty inferior sword crystals, everyone start bidding!"

"Three hundred and thirty inferior sword crystals!"

"Three hundred and fifty dollars!"

"Four hundred inferior sword crystals!"

As soon as Xinlu's words fell, the price of blue iron ore rose wildly.

"Seven hundred inferior sword crystals!"

The person who made the offer was a middle-aged poison warrior in the lobby.

His face was a little ugly, and it was clear that this was the highest price he could give.

"Nine hundred inferior sword crystals!"

But at this time, in the No. 44 private room of the bidding field, there was a sudden arrogant voice of a young warrior.

As soon as this voice came out, a wry smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged poisonous martial artist.

At the same time, many poisonous warriors showed surprise

In the private room of No. 44, the young warrior looked at everyone's surprised god (qíng), with a proud smile in his eyes, and said calmly: "A group of hillbillies, this price has surprised these guys like this, if they know about Young Master Ben's (shēn) family, they will probably be scared to pee?"

The eyes of the young martial artist fell on the blue iron ore, and said: "This young master's cultivation of the Immortal Palm, only one step away from being able to cultivate to Dacheng, if you have this blue iron ore, you can soon practice, this young master will determine this blue iron ore!"

"One thousand and one hundred inferior sword crystals!"

But at this time, in the forty-eighth private room, Jiang Xuan said calmly.

"What?"

The young warrior was shocked, and scolded (qíng) 不自 (jìn): "This guy, the accounts that were enemies with Young Master Ben have not been settled with you before, and you still have the courage to rob Blue Iron Ore with Young Master Ben! ”

The young martial artist's face was as cold as frost, and he said to himself: "The Yang Spirit Descending Dragon Bamboo just now, Young Master Ben is just teasing and teasing you, but Blue Essence Iron Ore is something that Young Master Ben is bound to obtain! It doesn't matter, ignorant guy, if you dare to be my enemy, Young Master Ben will make you embarrassed!"

"One thousand three hundred inferior sword crystals!"

The young warrior said arrogantly.

This quote made everyone's heart skip a beat.

Jiang Xuan said calmly: "One thousand six hundred inferior sword crystals!"

"Sixteen hundred inferior sword crystals! my God, this blue iron ore has been bought for a sky-high price!"

"What do you know? The guests of these two private rooms are all young and ambitious, and eighty percent of them are personal disciples of the five major gangs! In their eyes, money is nothing, and face is the most important thing!"

"This time, there's a good show!"

Many of the warriors who came to the auction knew that there was nothing wrong with them, and 索 (xìng) relaxed their hearts (qíng) to watch.

This kind of situation of two tigers competing (qíng) is a common occurrence in bidding meetings, but it is quite rare to see the bidding of young needles against Maimang, who both have great backgrounds.

"Good!"

In the forty-fourth private room, the young martial artist's face turned pale, and he said with some annoyance: "Two thousand inferior sword crystals!"

But his voice had just fallen, and Jiang Xuan immediately raised the price: "Two thousand five hundred inferior sword crystals!"

All the people on the scene are calm!

Two thousand five hundred inferior sword crystals.

In order to purchase a piece of blue iron ore, Jiang Xuan was willing to spend so much sword crystal!

It's crazy!

"Two thousand five hundred inferior sword crystals!"

In the forty-fourth private room, some of the young warriors are out of control!

At that time, he wanted to increase the price immediately to extinguish Jiang Xuan's domineering arrogance, but for a piece of blue iron ore, it cost the price of two thousand five hundred inferior sword crystals.

It's really not worth it!

Although he was said to be a personal disciple of the Poison Pyloric Sect, this time he only brought out so many sword crystals.