In the private room, Lin Huang couldn't help but smile when he listened to the price outside, the price of 60 million was much higher than what he expected.

However, just when Lin Huang didn't pay attention, Bai Xiaopang shouted in the private room again: "Sixty-five million!"

Lin Huang's face trembled suddenly, and he kicked the latter to the ground.

In the auction hall, only the three remaining bidders were also stunned, and then turned their heads to look at the private room where Lin Huang was, and was furious and wanted to carry a knife upstairs and cut the second goods to death.

As soon as Bai Xiaopang opened his mouth, he would be scared away.

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that the elder of the Thousand Sound Valley spoke jerkily, "Sixty-six million!"

In the private room, Lin Huang breathed a sigh of relief. If no one bids just now, he will have to buy the Tiger Roar, and he will have to give the auction house 18% of the commission.

This time, Lin Huang said that he didn't dare to let Bai Xiaopang fool around.

In the end, after the untimely death on the auction table was repeated three times, the Tiger Roar Eight Desolations were taken away by Qianyin Valley at a price of 66 million.

"Boss Lin, it's okay for the master to raise the price, the master knows that sixty-five million is not the limit!"

Bai Xiaopang opened his mouth with a smug face, and he looked like he was holding a wisdom bead, which looked even worse than Qin Xuance's.

Lin Huang sipped his wine and swore that he would never bring Bai Xiaopang into the auction hall next time, the pressure in his heart was simply too great.

After the Tiger Roar Eight Desolations were auctioned, there was only one last lot left in this auction, another volume of Lin Huang's martial arts, the Emperor Nine Swords.

On the auction table, the enchanting woman didn't have any extra nonsense, she just reached out and took out the scroll in the jade box and slowly unfolded it.

Suddenly, the entire auction hall was filled with a roaring sword aura. In the void, there seem to be nine long swords, killing the four sides of the world, invincible and invincible.

Compared with the Tiger Roaring Eight Desolations, the Emperor Nine Swords Decisive is even more eye-catching. On the mainland, the warriors who use long swords as soldiers account for at least thirty percent.

And the Tiger Roar Eight Desolations, a warrior who is more suitable for the tiger martial soul, has great limitations, and the Emperor Nine Swords and Aduel are different.

Only in the sound of a silver bell, the countless martial artists in the field stared at the scroll of martial arts with burning eyes, and their eyes were like wolves emitting a faint green light.

Same as the Tiger Roaring Eight Desolations, the starting price of Emperor Nine Swords is 10 million.

In the private room, Bai Xiaopang was about to call out the price of 60 million when he pulled his throat, but he was blocked by Lin Huang with a punch, which really stunned this guy.

In the auction hall, after the eyes of countless people swept over the private room where Lin Huang was, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the trust of the auction house was finally discovered by conscience.

"Fifteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-three million!"

......

This time, the bidding is finally normal. Each of the forces spoke very harmoniously and gently, but the price of the Emperor Nine Sword Decisive was soaring all the way.

"Sixty million!"

At this moment, another sound sounded in the auction hall, which shook everyone.

More than 3,000 warriors suddenly turned their heads and looked at the private room where Lin Huang was. Together with Lin Huang, they all looked at Bai Xiaopang, and saw this thing sitting on a chair with his hands spread out and his face innocent.

This time, it's really not Bai Xiaopang doing things again.

"Nan Yunlie, what do you mean?"

In the auction room, the old man's scolding suddenly sounded.

I saw the two elders of Fengyulou and Tianlei Sect standing up at the same time, glaring angrily at the old man in the corner of the auction house, the old man was in good spirits, his sideburns were braided, and he had a bit of old childlike fun.

It was Nan Yunlie of the Drifting Snow Palace.

Just now he spoke, and immediately raised the price to 60 million.

In the middle of the field, Nan Yunlie looked at the elders of the two major forces, but his face was full of leisure, and the old man's face showed a gentle smile, "What can it mean, my Drifting Snow Palace is also rare such a precious martial art!"

The elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect snorted coldly: "You already have a snow drifting world in the Drifting Snow Palace, do you still want to get involved in this volume of martial arts?"

Nan Yunlie smiled all over his face, shook the braid of his sideburns, and said with a smile: "The one with the highest price of this thing will get it, and I want to get a scroll of martial arts in the Drifting Snow Palace, can't I?"

The elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect's face sank, and he said sharply: "Could it be that you Drifting Snow Palace, do you really want to be an enemy of my Heavenly Thunder Sect and Wind and Rain Tower?"

"Enemies?"

Nan Yunlie frowned, then stretched his waist and said casually: "One of my disciples of the Drifting Snow Palace can kill the sect master of your Heavenly Thunder Sect, and you are qualified to be the enemy of my Drifting Snow Palace?"

"You ......"

The elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect showed a look of shame and anger on his face, and his halberd fingers stared at Nan Yunlie angrily, and his angry fingers trembled a little.

Seeing this, Nan Yunlie spread his hands more and more lightly, and then the scholar Bai Xiaopang's previous means raised the price for himself: "Sixty-five million!"

"Seventy million!"

Before Nan Yunlie's words fell, the elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect angrily raised the price to 70 million.

"Seventy million and one tael!"

Nan Yunlie's eyes were full of gentleness.

The elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect stared for a moment, his old face was full of murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Seven two million!"

"Seventy-two million and one tael!"

Nan Yunlie immediately increased the price, causing the elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect to flush for a while, as if he was about to vomit out a mouthful of old blood, but the latter directly suffocated it.

"Seventy-four million!"

At this moment, the elder of the Wind and Rain Building suddenly spoke, which immediately caused the Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect to turn his head and look at the latter incredulously, but he didn't expect the Wind and Rain Building to stab himself in the back at this moment.

The Elder of the Wind and Rain Building had a sneer on his face, staring at the Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect leisurely.

Now, the Drifting Snow Palace and the Thousand Sound Valley have ground-level martial arts, and how can the Wind and Rain Building lag behind. Although the Wind and Rain Tower and the Heavenly Thunder Sect are in the same spirit, but in the face of the temptation of this Emperor Nine Swords, the two major forces are not grasshoppers on the same rope!"

"Seventy-five million!"

The elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect gritted his teeth and said, feeling that the elder of the Wind and Rain Building in front of him was even more hateful than Nan Yunlie.

"Seventy-seven million!"

Elder Fengyulou said with a smile.

In the middle of the field, Nan Yunlie quieted down and watched the show leisurely. Elder Qianyin Valley was even more secretly refreshed in his heart, he took a picture of the Tiger Roar Eight Desolations at a price of 66 million, and his heart was originally dripping blood.

But at this moment, compared to the 77 million martial arts, he was immediately happy.

In the private room, Lin Huang's fingers happily tapped on the armrests of the seats, and this volume of Emperor Nine Swords was worth the golden jade clothes and the Four Elephants Town World Map.

Lin Huang glanced at it and found that it was Bai Xiaopang who was sneaking around and wanted to bargain, so he immediately kicked him on the ground.

"Seventy-eight million!"

In the middle of the field, the elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect gritted his teeth, his eyes were cloudy like a vulture, staring at the elder of the Wind and Rain Tower, and his heart was bleeding.

Seventy-eight million is already the limit of the Heavenly Thunder Sect.

"You've won!"

After thinking for a moment, Elder Fengyulou spread his hands and smiled.

The Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect immediately gritted his teeth, but his tense mind relaxed.

Half an hour had passed, and the bid on the auction table had been repeated twice, and no one had joined the auction again.

"Seventy-eight million and one tael!"

Just when the final word was about to be finalized, Nan Yunlie in the field spoke again, raising the price by one or two with a smile on his face.

"You...... You ......"

In the field, the elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect suddenly got up, pointed at Nan Yunlie with trembling fingers, and after saying a few words about you, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and then he fell to the ground with his head back, and he didn't know if he was angry to death.

In the private room, Lin Huang frowned slightly, Nan Yunlie auctioned the martial arts at such a high price, which was a lot of pressure on the Drifting Snow Palace. Thinking of making money from his own sect, Lin Huang's heart was always a little strange.

"Seventy-nine million!"

At this moment, the Elder of the Wind and Rain Building spoke again. He allowed the Heavenly Thunder Sect to obtain this martial art, but he could not allow the Drifting Snow Palace to obtain it.

Otherwise, the Drifting Snow Palace has two volumes of earth-level martial arts in the palm of its hand, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will monopolize the top of the four major sects.

In the middle of the field, Nan Yunlie also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the elder of Fengyulou speak, in order to kill the Heavenly Thunder Sect, he also took a lot of mental pressure.

Don't say 78 million, he doesn't even have 50 million now!

In the end, Emperor Nine Sword Aduel was taken away by Fengyulou at a price of 79 million.

In the private room, Lin Huang also breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight smile on his face, the two volumes of martial arts made him earn 145 million, and after deducting the commission and the price of the items he auctioned, he also made a net profit of 43.9 million.

It's a lot of money.

And next, it's time to get the golden jade clothes and induce Song Wugui to appear......