Lin Long stared at Hu Yimu, fearless, stood up, and said, "Six hundred thousand, don't you increase the price?"

Hu Yimu's face suddenly turned pale, just now he also said that he wanted everyone to sell himself and sell a thin noodle of the Southern Dao Sect, and Lin Long stood up to bid with him, which was not only an insult to him, but also an insult to the Southern Dao Sect.

"Boy, didn't you hear what I said just now? I want you to sell me a thin noodle and a thin noodle from the Southern Dao Sect. Hu Yimu was murderous and said threateningly.

Lin Long smiled and said coldly. "I heard it, but your face is not worth my give, and the face of the Southern Sword Sect is not worth my give. ”

"Say it again. Hu Yimu walked towards Lin Long step by step and shouted angrily.

"In the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, you must not be presumptuous. A cold voice came from above the sky, and a powerful aura rolled towards Hu Yimu crazily, this momentum was not weaker than the four major sect masters, obviously, this was the breath of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion Pavilion Master, the peak powerhouse of the tenth order of the Cultivation Weapon Realm.

Hu Yimu was suddenly frightened by this breath, Hu Yimu could feel that if he dared to take a step forward, the pavilion master of Wanbao Pavilion might really kill himself, after all, every industry has its own rules, Hu Yimu oppressed people with power, first broke the rules of Wanbao Pavilion, Wanbao Pavilion was hindered by the prestige of the Southern Sword Sect, and it was bearable, but Hu Yimu was angry and wanted to kill people in Wanbao Pavilion, which was unbearable for the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion, even if there was the support of the Southern Dao Sect, the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion was also fearless, otherwise the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion would not be the leader of Wanbao Pavilion。

Hu Yimu suddenly didn't dare to move, just like Lin Long slapped Hu Yimu's face, Hu Yimu wanted to kill Lin Long, Hu Yimu's approach was also slapping Wanbao Pavilion's face, and the pavilion master of Wanbao Pavilion was also going to kill Hu Yimu, Hu Yimu thought about it, and the cold sweat on his forehead rushed out at once, looking at Lin Long in front of him, he just didn't dare to make a move.

When Lin Long saw Hu Yimu's appearance, his heart was already happy, knowing that Hu Yimu didn't dare to make a move, but deliberately angered Hu Yimu. "I'm here, kill if you want to. ”

When Hu Yimu heard this, his eyes suddenly turned white with anger, and he wanted to cut Lin Long with a thousand knives, but he didn't dare to move his hands, and Hu Yimu also felt that the people around him had mocking eyes, laughing at him, the elder of the Southern Sword Sect, who was so famous, that he was disgraced by an unknown boy, and Hu Yimu didn't have anything to do with this kid, and all the people around him stared at it with a smile, laughing but not daring to make a sound.

Hu Yimu was angry and wanted to go crazy, and threatened sharply. "Boy, have the courage to tell me your name and where the teacher came from. Where to stand. ”

"Lin Long of the Northern Sword Sect, the master is Elder Taiji, Elder Xingchen. Lin Long shouted loudly.

As soon as everyone heard Lin Long's name, where would they think that Lin Long was an unknown kid, just the Cloud Turning Mountain made Lin Long famous enough, although everyone present had not seen Lin Long, but Lin Long's name was like thunder.

"He is Lin Long. ”

"Yes, supposedly a one-armed boy. ”

"I stayed in Chuyun Mountain for a year. ”

"One-armed are so powerful, I heard that he destroyed the Wu family alone, and even the elders of the Southern Sword Sect killed one and injured one. ”

...... ，......。

As soon as Lin Long's name came out, it immediately caused a discussion, and Hu Yimu didn't know Lin Long's name, in the Southern Sword Sect, everyone hated Lin Long, not only dozens of inner disciples died at Lin Long's hands, but the two elders were killed and injured in Lin Long's hands.

Hu Yimu took a step back and said fiercely. "Lin Long, let's see. ”

You can't kill people in the Wanbao Pavilion, but when you get outside, out of the sphere of influence of the Wanbao Pavilion, Hu Yimu will be able to kill Lin Long, when he hears Lin Long's name, not only for what happened just now, but also for the two elders of the Southern Sword Sect, dozens of disciples, Hu Yimu will also kill Lin Long.

"If you do it again, you will not be killed. ”

Above the sky, the voice of the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion sounded again, and then a black true qi popped out, directly shattering a huge stone lion at the door, accompanied by a loud noise, everyone was shocked, especially Hu Yimu, this sentence was obviously for Hu Yimu, and looking at the power of the Wanbao Pavilion Pavilion Master's blow just now, it was enough to crush any strong person present.

After a few breaths, the audience fell silent, and the momentum of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion Pavilion Master disappeared, and the auction continued.

"600,000 yuan stone, is there any more? The woman's charming voice sounded again, seducing people's **.

"Seven...... Lakh. After a few breaths, Hu Yimu exited again, but his face was flushed, and he could see that 700,000 was already his limit.

"A million. ”

Lin Long talked and laughed happily, and said the number of one million easily and comfortably.

One million yuan stone is not a small amount for anyone, even if it is an elder of the sect, one million yuan stone, it is not something that can be easily taken out, just like Hu Yimu, he can't take out one million yuan stone.

Lin Long looked at everyone's stunned looks and continued with a smile. "The Southern Sword Sect prides itself on being the head of the four factions, and I think it's just that, any inner disciple of our Northern Sword Sect can easily take out a million yuan stones, but an elder of your Southern Sword Sect can't even take out a million yuan stones, it's shameful and ridiculous, such a sect still dares to become the head of the four factions, I don't know how this false name was received. ”

Lin Long said a few words lightly, but it stirred up thousands of waves in everyone's hearts, obviously, Lin Long was lying, Fengyun has been in the Northern Sword Sect for more than ten years, and in the position of the first disciple of the inner sect, he has stayed for several years, completed countless sect tasks, and was promoted to the true disciple, and the Northern Sword Sect rewarded Fengyun with some yuan stones, so that after more than ten years, Fengyun has worked hard to save 1.5 million yuan stones, and like some ordinary inner disciples, it is already good to have 20,000 yuan stones, not every inner disciple is like Lin Long, both strength and luck。

Lin Long's boastful words, but looking at Lin Long's appearance, some people believed it a little.

"Do the disciples of the Northern Sword Sect really have so many Yuan Stones?"

"It should be right, Lin Long can't lie. ”

"Could it be that the Northern Sword Sect is about to rise. ”

...... ，......。

A burst of sighing voices sounded again, and after Lin Long heard it, he didn't care.

Hu Yimu looked at Lin Long again, this time, Lin Long completely made Hu Yimu lose face, and made the Southern Dao Sect lose face.

"Okay, for the price of one million, the Gathering Spirit Pill belongs to Lin Long. ”

After the bewitching woman finished speaking, the auction continued.

Soon, it was time for the Meteorite Iron that Fengyun wanted, and as soon as the Meteorite Iron came out, all of a sudden, there were three more bidders than the Gathering Spirit Pill.

"Six hundred thousand. ”

"Six hundred and twenty thousand. ”

"Six hundred and fifty thousand. ”

People are vying for quotations, meteorite iron is a rare refining material, which is enough to improve the quality of a human soldier, and many people are vying to bid first.

"Seven hundred thousand. ”

Hu Yimu bid again and shouted out the number that made his flesh hurt.

"A million. ”

A voice seems to be out of place with everyone, it is the voice of Fengyun, Fengyun has one and a half million yuan stones in his hands, and the price of one million, Fengyun can afford it.

When they heard Fengyun's words, and the clothes that Fengyun was wearing also proved that Fengyun was a true disciple of the Northern Sword Sect, everyone listened to what Lin Long had just said, and the disciples of the Northern Sword Sect really had a lot of Yuan Stones.

At this time, the most faceless person was Hu Yimu, who had just been swept away by Lin Long, and now he was swept away by Fengyun, which made Hu Yimu a little unbearable.

Hu Yimu was really angry, and suddenly a treasure knife appeared in Hu Yimu's hand, this is Hu Yimu's human combat soldier, a first-class human combat soldier.

"This treasure knife is my human combat soldier, now you Wanbao Pavilion will set the price, see how much yuan stone it is worth. ”

Hu Yimu was really mad, and he did not hesitate to sell his human soldiers, people fought for a breath, and Buddha fought for a stick of incense, and now Hu Yimu is no longer buying Meteorite Iron, but face.

Hearing Hu Yimu's words, several elders of Wanbao Pavilion walked out, picked up the treasure knife, and looked left and right.

"This treasure knife is worth one million and three hundred thousand yuan stones. "An elder gave the price.

One million three hundred thousand plus seven hundred thousand equals two million, Hu Yimu's heart spun rapidly.

"I'll pay two million stones. Hu Yimu shouted out the figure of two million loudly and arrogantly, and squinted at Lin Long and Fengyun, looking arrogant.

Everyone felt sorry for this familiarity, although the Meteorite Iron was an excellent refining material, it was far from worth two million yuan of stone, one and a half million yuan was already a limit, and two million yuan of stone to buy a piece of Meteorite Iron was really a loss.

But Hu Yimu didn't think so, he naturally knew that the Meteorite Iron was not worth the price, but two million bought his own face, bought his own comfort, and bought the glory of the Southern Sword Sect, Hu Yimu felt in his heart that two million was really worth it, too worthwhile.

Just when everyone thought that the Falling Immortal Iron was going to belong to Hu Yimu, a voice sounded again.

"Two million 1,000,000 stones. ”

The voice is naturally the voice of Fengyun, Fengyun himself has 1.5 million yuan of stones, plus the 600,000 yuan of stones obtained from killing six peeling zombies last night, a total of 2.1 million yuan of stones.

The voice of two million yuan stone appeared, and everyone looked at Fengyun in shock, at this time, even those who didn't believe Lin Long's words just now were already convinced, the disciples of the Northern Sword Sect really had a lot of yuan stones, as many as two million yuan stones. The Northern Sword Sect is really a big faction, and it is about to surpass the Southern Sword Sect and become the head of the four factions.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the two million and 1,000,000 Yuan Shi, except for one person, that was Hu Yimu, at this time, Hu Yimu was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at Lin Long, looking at the wind and clouds, looking at everyone, it seemed that he couldn't believe that this was the truth, and he couldn't believe that this was the real thing.