Two hundred thousand!

Someone made another offer, and it was added by 90,000 yuan at once, and everyone in the auction hall looked at the last row in surprise.

At first glance, it was Ye Feng, the guy who was in the limelight at the dance just now.

Everyone had different expressions, and they couldn't understand why Ye Feng was bidding, wasn't it just a broken piece of wood, why did he grab it.

Chen Muqing, who was narrated by Ye Feng, was also puzzled, and asked in a low voice: "What is this thing, you are such a greedy person for money, and you actually bid for 200,000 yuan." ”

"I don't have a burning stick at home, so I'll shoot it." Ye Feng said with a smile.

Chen Muqing handed Ye Feng a roll of his eyes and said, "If you don't say it, forget it, who rarely knows, isn't it just a broken stick, cut." ”

Ye Feng, who was joking with Chen Muqing, suddenly felt a chill, and squinted to see that the middle-aged Taoist priest in the corner of the first row was looking at him with a vicious gaze, and a strong murderous aura appeared on his body.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's abacus played very well, and the people in the field were illiterate, and they couldn't recognize this broken wood as a heavenly and earthly treasure soul-nourishing wood. He waited until the last minute to shoot again, and only used the price of 110,000 yuan to pocket the soul nourishing wood, which was a lot of money.

The result was as he expected, except for him shouting, no one in the field bid.

However, seeing that the soul nourishing wood was about to be photographed by him, he ended up killing a Cheng biting gold halfway, and he actually called a price of 200,000 yuan. And this person is still Ye Feng.

"Hmph, if you do something bad to me, you will be destroyed." The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly had a strong murderous intent towards Ye Feng.

If it weren't for the fear of Li Zhi, the owner behind this auction, he would definitely not hesitate to kill Ye Feng at this moment.

In this mundane world, who would dare to care if a cultivator kills someone on the spot?

"Five hundred thousand!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest resisted the urge to kill and directly shouted out a price.

Everyone was shocked, a stick of 500,000?

The female auctioneer was also surprised, seeing that the auction was about to fail, but the result was 500,000, what happened?

"Eight hundred thousand!"

Ye Feng continued to bargain, not to mention such a large soul-raising wood, even if it was a small piece, the value could not be measured by money.

"A million!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Ye Feng coldly again, and continued to increase the price.

Million!

Everyone was shocked and looked carefully at the swarthy wooden stick. None of them are stupid, and the fact that this stick was called to a sky-high price of one million shows that it is not ordinary.

But no matter how they look at it, they can't see anything special about this stick.

Therefore, no one was involved, only Ye Feng and the middle-aged Taoist priest were competing for this stick.

The middle-aged Taoist priest called for one million, Ye Feng frowned, he had a check for one million, or the bounty he received just now, and if he called it again, he would have no money.

Ye Feng couldn't help but look at Yao Yuan beside him.

"Brother Feng, if you like it, just shoot it, I have the money." Yao Yuan said with a smile.

Ye Feng felt very warm, it was really good to have a local tyrant friend.

Chen Muqing, who was next to her, heard the conversation between the two, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at Yao Yuan.

She didn't recognize that it was Yao Yuan, because Yao Yuan's hat brim was pressed very low, and his face was covered.

"One and a half million!"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and shouted out a price.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly stood up, and his two eyes shot straight towards Ye Feng like a cold poisonous snake.

He was extremely angry, the soul nourishing wood was too important to him, and as a result, Ye Feng, this kid, repeatedly asked for a price, as if he was in trouble with him. This feeling that the treasure is right in front of you, but being blocked by someone is really uncomfortable.

If it weren't for Li Zhi's fear, the middle-aged Taoist priest would really be violent and murderous.

"Looking for death? What do you think you say, this Taoist leader? This is the auction house, and everyone has the right to bid. I like this thing and I'm going to auction it, is there a problem? If you don't have the money to shoot, then don't talk, sit there quietly, and no one will treat you like a dumb person. ”

Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest and said lightly.

"You-"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was murderous in his eyes, his body was full of energy, and his body was windless.

"Sir, please don't break the rules of the auction house, if you don't listen, we'll kick you out." The female auctioneer looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest and said coldly.

Of course, she likes to be asked by others, and the higher the bid, the better, so that her commission will be higher.

Threatening others like a middle-aged Taoist priest not only broke the rules of the auction house, but also affected her interests, how could the female auctioneer agree?

"You speak with respect, Master Mo is a cultivator." Seeing the female auctioneer shouting at the middle-aged Taoist priest, Wu Yaoyang was suddenly unhappy, and stood up and scolded.

Unexpectedly, the female auctioneer was not suppressed by him at all, but instead sneered and said: "What about cultivators, the cultivators who died at the hands of our Li family, if not ten, but seven or eight. If you don't believe it, let the horse come over and see if this cultivator is qualified to be arrogant in my Li family's territory! ”

Wu Yaoyang's face suddenly became ugly, and he originally reported the origin of the middle-aged Taoist priest, hoping to shock the audience and pretend to be in front of everyone.

You must know, cultivators, in this world, they are like immortals. As soon as you say it, who dares to make a statement?

However, he didn't receive any effect at all, but was scolded back by the female auctioneer, not to mention how embarrassed Wu Yaoyang was.

"Yaoyang, stop talking, sit down."

The middle-aged Taoist priest calmed down at this time, he was very jealous of Li Zhi, and he could only give in now. Let's get the soul nourishing wood first, that Ye Feng, wait for the auction to end and then settle accounts with him.

"Humph!"

The female auctioneer glanced at Wu Yaoyang coldly and said, "The auction continues, this gentleman has made a price of one and a half million, and there is still no offer?" ”

"Two million!"

As soon as her words fell, the middle-aged Taoist priest shouted.

Everyone looked at each other, a broken piece of wood actually called for two million, and everyone couldn't help but look at Ye Feng to see if he still wanted to shout.

Ye Feng's throat moved, and he was about to make a bargain, but Chen Muqing pulled him and said, "Ye Feng, the other party is a cultivator, you have already offended Li Chuang, do you still want to offend a cultivator?" Don't bark anymore. ”

"What's wrong with cultivators, no one is afraid of a single girl, what am I afraid of?" Ye Feng pointed to the auctioneer on the stage and said with a smile.

"You-"

Chen Muqing's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Ye Feng incredulously, this guy, doesn't he know what he is afraid of?

As a first-class family in Jiangcheng, their Chen family naturally also has cultivators in charge, and she knows that cultivators are powerful.

Even she didn't dare to mess with her, but this Ye Feng didn't do the same thing, he was really ignorant and fearless.

"Three million!"

Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense, and directly added a million.

"Four million!" The middle-aged Taoist priest gritted his teeth, and the anger that had just subsided surged up again.

"Five million!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Ye Feng and the middle-aged Taoist priest fought inextricably, you chased after me, and in the end, the broken wood was called out by the middle-aged Taoist priest for a sky-high price of 50 million!

Million!

This is the highest price ever paid for any lot since the auction began.

The female auctioneer was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, the most inconspicuous and worthless thing was called at this price, which was really surprising to her!

She is an auctioneer, and each auction item will have a one-thousandth commission, and if this thing can be sold, then she will have 50,000 yuan alone.

Coupled with the previous auction items, she will be able to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars tonight.

The female auctioneer had a smile on her face, looked at Ye Feng, and said in a greasy voice with a seductive gaze: "This gentleman, that Dao Chang has already sold a price of 50 million, it seems that this thing is really a treasure of heaven and earth, but it is impossible to find it." If you watch it pass by you, it is definitely a big regret in life. Pls sir, are you still going on? ”

Do you want to continue?

Even if the female auctioneer doesn't encourage him, Ye Feng will continue. Although he loves money like his life, he is not stingy with his money, especially when he uses it in the right place.

The value of this soul cultivation wood is not something that money can measure, let alone 50 million, even if it is 500 million, he is willing to buy it back.

"The other party has already called 50 million, how is it, is there pressure?" Ye Feng looked at Yao Yuan, who was wandering.

"Hahaha, I've never been afraid of anyone throwing money. Brother Feng, don't forget that I'm on the Forbes list. him, keep it! If I, Yao Yuan, can't even smash a Taoist priest, I might as well find a wall and kill him. ”

Yao Yuan's tone was flat, but what he said was very powerful.

"Awesome, Brother Y!" Ye Feng smiled, and immediately did not hesitate, shouting: "One hundred million!" ”

Poof-

Chen Muqing, who was drinking water, was shocked by Ye Feng's offer, and squirted out the water with a snort.

Oh my God, this ruined thing, 100 million, he actually bid 100 million to buy this broken wood!

Even if this wood is made of gold, it is an antique handed down from the Xia Shang Zhou, is it worth 100 million?

Chen Muqing was so surprised, let alone others.

The female auctioneer with a hot figure looked at Ye Feng, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to take him into her arms and love him well.

This guy is so cute, 100 million, she can get 100,000 yuan!

However, the middle-aged Taoist priest's face was extremely ugly, as black as the bottom of a pot.

All his net worth plus the funds that Wu Yaoyang can provide, together, will be more than 90 million to die.

Ye Feng called for 100 million, completely dumbing him out.