Although Zhang Keli's killing intent was only aimed at Yang Zhi, it would inevitably affect the pond fish.

Someone in the auction room whispered, but there was a sour taste in the words.

"Isn't it just relying on the identity of the city lord's guard, what's the big deal. ”

Although Wu Xiu's social status is extremely high, he is inevitably dwarfed by those peers who rely on their strong strength to enter the upper class.

"People are not only this identity, have you heard of the flourishing 'wind and mourning finger', he is. ”

Someone in the auction hall guessed his identity from Zhang Keli's practice.

"He is the one who slaughtered the entire Huangjiagou, a total of 125 people?"

Huangjiagou was a famous martial arts family back then, except for a few warriors, the rest of the people were also martial artists and warriors. But because one of the children who went out to train broke a finger of another martial artist, he was slaughtered.

And this person who was cut off his finger was Xing Wenfeng at that time, and Zhang Keli now.

This incident really caused a stir back then, and finally alarmed the official, I never thought that he would change his face and be recruited by the official.

Regarding the identity of Sun Qingcheng's helper, in fact, Yang Zhi really didn't take it seriously, the Shura Field's strength setting would not have exceeded the fourth level, and he was more concerned about how many hosts were hidden among these talkative spectators.

There are not many people who have the same mind as Yang Zhi, and Su Minghao is also one of them.

His gaze swept directly over the first row, and these positions were either giant forces in the virtual world, or powerful individual martial cultivators, and at the last time, they were also the sellers of the finale auction items.

Obviously, the pseudo-big writer system he tracks is insulated from the above three types of people.

Although his organization is more interested in the host's combat power, it cannot be denied that the weakening of the pseudo-great writer system in the virtual world has always been like a stalk, allowing other systems to isolate it unconsciously.

Scanning the auction hall, Su Minghao and a tall and thin man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old in the corner were silently communicating, this was Hu Kun, another member of the Hundred Ghosts Night Tour.

Combined with Hu Kun's feedback, Su Minghao locked his eyes on a middle-aged man with high cheekbones.

He hadn't seen Yang Zhi's true face, but in his impression, anyone who could reach the third level of the pseudo-great writer system was an elderly middle-aged uncle.

Because no one wants to team up with them, those who survive are all boiled out after years of "precipitation".

At this moment, Zeng Tie was late and appeared at the door of the venue.

His appearance was like a loach being put into clear water, and it suddenly muddied the puddle of water in the venue.

The martial cultivators were surprised by Zeng Tie's blatantness, although private fights are not allowed in Jubao Zhai, but outside Jubao Zhai, Sun Jiye's large territory is not within this limit.

As for those hosts, those who recognize them pretend to be inadvertent, and those who don't know them also look at them.

Suddenly, Su Minghao and Hu Kun added several more suspects, and they didn't dare to show excessive emotions to Zeng Tie, and they didn't know how aggrieved they were.

Sun Qingcheng really didn't know this thief who suddenly appeared, after all, he didn't even look at the portrait before, and he only realized it after Zhang Keli's reminder, relatively speaking, he was even more serious about Yang Zhi.

Just when everyone was suspicious of each other, Mu Yiqiu stepped onto the auction table.

"Hehe, everyone, before the auction starts, I want to tell the hosts present a good news, the seller who just sent the fourth-level props in the auction house has sent a new auction item in my Jubao Zhai, I think, the host present will be very interested. ”

Behind Mu Yiqiu, two curtains completely covered up the true face of the props.

"Let me give you a thorough explanation, it is also a fourth-level prop. ”

Mu Yiqiu's crisp voice fell, and the people present behaved differently.

The vast majority of martial arts cultivators in the virtual world are indifferent, only a few martial arts are strong and seemingly unfazed, hiding greed and sin, although these props are useless to them, they can kill people and sell goods, and then hand them over to the auction house in the same way.

And among all the hosts present, if you want to say that you are most looking forward to this new prop, it is Zeng Tie.

When he secretly learned from Wu Sizhao that the fourth-level prop of [Golden Snake Dance] was a whip, Zeng Tie also sighed secretly.

Accustomed to that kind of weapon that opens and closes and attacks overwhelmingly, and then lets him switch to a slender and weird long whip, it's really a little unaccustomed.

However, fourth-level props are hard to find, and it is already a blessing to be able to encounter them in the Shura field. Therefore, in order to raise enough achievements, he relented and handed over the epee to the prop shop belonging to the center and handed it over to Jubaozhai for auction.

This heavy sword was obtained by him in the virtual world to which the power belongs, and when he first got it, he, Zeng Te, sacrificed too much......

Who knew that there was another fourth-level prop that existed, and this trip to the Shura Field was worth it!

Mu Yiqiu withdrew his gaze from Yang Zhi without a trace and started the auction.

"This thing has tears, it is the lunar year, the moon and the sun, it is the last tear shed by the deep sea merman, and there is a sense of sadness lingering on it, if it is integrated into the cold attribute weapon when refining the weapon, the power will definitely rise to a new level. ”

As he spoke, Mu Yiqiu lifted the glass cover on it, and a cold air rose up, forming a faint white gas.

She turned her head to look at the auction hall and said with a smile: "The reserve price of this main tear is 50W, and each bid must not be less than 1W, and the bidding will start now." ”

"50W ......"

50W does not refer to achievements, of course, but to the gold coins of the virtual world, which are exchanged for achievements in a ratio of 100:1. If you convert it, it's 5000 achievements.

Looking at the droplet-shaped item, Yang Zhi muttered to himself, but he didn't have much interest, now he didn't have the qualifications to refine the weapon, and it was useless to buy it.

Therefore, he had no intention of participating in the robbery, after all, he was coming for Juque.

Of course, although Yang Zhi is not interested, it does not mean that others are not interested, for the martial arts cultivators in the virtual world, a competent weapon is like a prop in the hands of the host, which is the basis for survival.

Therefore, as soon as Mu Yiqiu's words fell, there were a lot of bidding voices in the auction hall one after another.

After the shouting lasted for a few minutes, it was successfully auctioned by a man with an excited face with 65W gold coins.

I have to say that this Mu Yiqiu is indeed a good hand at the front desk, and with her smile, the auction is in full swing.

After the first auction went smoothly, on the next auction table, those dazzling kinds of materials, exercises, medicinal materials and so on began to appear.

It wasn't until Mu Yiqiu took the familiar sword box from the attendant's hand that Yang Zhi became a little nervous.