"Sword Boy, what does this mean?" Zi Yuan's face wrinkled slightly, and he said to Jian Fengyun.

The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth smiled slightly, and he suddenly said, "My meaning is very simple, since the promise that Young Master Zuo promised me was not fully fulfilled, then my help to Young Master Zuo can only help him pass this first hurdle." ”

Level 1!

Zi Yuan's face changed slightly, his expression darkened slightly, and he began to think.

"No, please help me, I failed to fulfill my promise at the beginning, and I ask Jian Gongzi to forgive me, now the Bei'an Sword Family is unbreakable, if Gongzi still has any conditions, you can mention it to me directly." Zuo Xijian didn't think about it, and directly vetoed.

If he loses the support of Jian Fengyun, even if he wins the first level of assessment, he will not be able to pass the next two levels.

"Sword Gongzi, everything is easy to discuss, if we do something wrong, please make it clear, we will definitely correct it!" After Zuo Xijian, Pan Lao said with a heavy face.

At the beginning, they decided to participate in the battle for the heir of the Zuo family, because of the strength of the sword Fengyun, if they lost the sword Fengyun, they had almost no chance of winning in the face of those descendants of the Zuo family.

On the side, Zi Yuan saw Zuo Xijian and Pan Lao's instantaneous refusal reactions, and couldn't help frowning, Jian Fengyun is so heavy as a martial artist in the True Spirit Realm? It deserves such respect from the descendants of Wanbaolou.

"Young Master Zuo, don't be impatient, I didn't say that I won't continue to cooperate with you, and let me repay the favor I owed to Young Master Zuo." The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth started lightly, and said.

"This ......" Zuo Xijian and the two of them looked hesitant.

"Don't worry, I'll guarantee you pass the first level of assessment, if you want to cooperate in the future, you will discuss it in detail in the Alchemist Association in three days!" Jian Fengyun gave Zuo Xijian a confident look, and then didn't pay attention to them.

"50,000 top-grade spirit crystals!"

At the auction, the black-robed man finally quoted a high price of 50,000 yuan, and the audience was shocked.

This price is already equivalent to the value of the entire Wuling City, and someone actually paid the price of a city to buy the essence blood of the dragon clan.

In a secluded private room on the third floor

"Fifty thousand top-grade spirit crystals? What a good cousin of mine! Zuo Zun frowned, and a cold color appeared in his eyes.

50,000 top-grade spirit crystals have already exceeded the pre-price in Zuo Zun's heart for the essence blood of the dragon clan.

The scene was silent, with dozens of breaths

Obviously, the people in the remote private rooms on the third floor gave up the bid.

"Fifty thousand top-grade spirit crystals, is there anyone who offers a higher price, if not, then the rare dragon essence blood of this thousand years will be returned to the black-robed guests in the auction hall!" Si Jianxue's face flushed, and she said excitedly.

Fifty thousand top-grade spirit crystals, this has greatly exceeded her pre-price, her heart is already very satisfied, and the last question is just out of the auctioneer's instinct.

There was silence in the auction hall, even though the dragon clan's essence blood was rare for a thousand years, but 50,000 top-grade spirit crystals were definitely enough to buy better treasures.

"I'll give you 51,000 top-grade spirit crystals!"

Jian Fengyun opened his mouth suddenly, and his indifferent voice resounded in the auction hall, and everyone was stunned, thinking that it was the person in the remote private room on the third floor who had bid again, but unexpectedly, with a slight sense, the person who bid was not the person in the remote private room, but the No. 8 private room that everyone thought had run out of money before.

"Who the hell is the person in the No. 8 private room, so violent, 51,000 pieces of top-grade spirit crystals to buy dragon essence blood!"

"Haoqi, the people in this No. 8 private room are too rich!"

In an instant, the people in the auction hall couldn't help but start whispering.

"Fifty-two thousand top-grade spirit crystals!" In the auction hall, the black-robed man's body was imposing, and a cold gaze shone directly through the mask on the No. 8 private room.

Jian Fengyun sat at the window, and instantly noticed this gaze, with a threatening meaning, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

"Fifty-five thousand top-grade spirit crystals!" Jian Fengyun did not show weakness, and a cold light shot out from his eyes, meeting the gaze of the black-robed man.

Between the two, an invisible momentum collided and rubbed in the void.

Then, the black-robed man withdrew his gaze and suddenly fell silent.

"I didn't expect there to be such a Tianjiao outside the Holy Courtyard!" The corners of Zuo Aolong's mouth hidden under the mask hooked slightly, and then he spoke.

Across the formation on the third floor, he didn't see Jian Fengyun's cultivation clearly, at that time, he had already regarded Jian Fengyun as a strong man whose strength was not inferior to his own.

"Honorable Prince, Proud Dragon Prince's bid is not made, should we bid?" Zuo Zun's side, the figure in the void sneaked back again.

"No, you can't waste so many top-grade spirit crystals because of a lot, you go check his news, report it to me immediately, and arrange someone to keep an eye on him for me, and kill him if you have the opportunity to take back the essence blood of the dragon clan!" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Zuo Zun's eyes, and he said.

In the auction hall, no one bid, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, the essence blood of the dragon clan was auctioned off by the sword Fengyun.

"Who is the person in this No. 8 private room, let me check it, there is such a big financial resource!" Yin Ba's eyes of the Nine Barbarian Hall froze, and he immediately ordered a protector of the Holy Soul Sword Sect beside him to arrive.

"Yes!" The Holy Soul Sword Sect Protector retreated.

"Three famous people, please help me find out the people in the No. 8 private room, I'm a little curious!" Hongshang looked at the window of the eighth private room and said hesitantly.

"Iron Protector, mobilize our Iron Sword Gate's eyeliner in Wanbaolou, and check the people in this No. 8 Accord!" Lin Jianfei of the Iron Sword Gate saw that Jian Fengyun had spent a lot of money, a greedy gaze flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly spoke.

......

In an instant, the large and small forces in the Wanbao Building were shocked by the arrogance of the people in the No. 8 private room, and began to investigate this person.

After a while, Zuo Hai hurriedly pried open the door of Jian Fengyun.

"Sword Prince, this is the essence blood of the Dragon Clan, those enemies of yours in the Wanbao Building have already begun to investigate you, and in less than a quarter of an hour, your identity will be exposed." Zuo Hai was a little worried.

"Oh!" Jian Fengyun's face was indifferent, and he responded softly.

"Sword Gongzi, aren't you worried, Wanbaolou can only guarantee your safety today, at noon tonight, those people will attack you, and even the martial artists of the Spirit Monarch Realm may not be able to be unscathed!" Zuo Hai thought that Jian Fengyun didn't know the seriousness of the matter, and suddenly emphasized.

"Don't worry, after tonight, I will naturally leave Wanbaolou." Jian Fengyun said lightly, as if he didn't take Zuo Hai to heart at all.

Zuo Hai looked at Jian Fengyun's indifferent face, couldn't help but sigh, and then walked out of the door with it.

Obviously, he felt that it was impossible for Jian Fengyun to survive the siege of those forces.

(End of chapter)