Mu Fan's eyes flickered, swept past Feng Ming and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and swept towards the alchemy room with cold eyes.

Only the surface of the thick ice was attacked, the entire ice seal was not completely broken, and the evil aura and dark thunder under the ice were also activated, killing a few intruders who did not know whether they were alive or dead, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

"You're so bold! Even Deacon Leng dares to fight! Don't kneel down and make amends! ”

"Do you know who he is? He is the proud daughter of this sect, Leng Aoshuang, and the father of Senior Sister Leng! Do you dare to hit him? Wait for the door to be destroyed! ”

Deacon Leng was knocked away for a while before his subordinates reacted, and immediately surrounded Mu Fan and scolded him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mu Fan's eyes were cold, and he clenched his fists and shot out repeatedly.

One punch punched the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were shouting incessantly, their noses and eyes slanted, and their heads were deeply embedded in the wall next to them.

After the fist wind whistled, the noisy corridor suddenly fell silent.

"Mu Gongzi, it was the contemptible people who entrusted them to break into the room where Ling Mei was recuperating."

Cheng Fengming saw that Mu Fan was so angry, he didn't explain much, and immediately knelt on one knee, and hugged his fist at Mu Fan with a face full of shame to plead guilty, without the slightest intention of shirking responsibility.

Mu Fan slowly walked past him as if he had not heard of it, came to the window, jumped over, and landed beside Deacon Leng who was slumped to the ground.

The guy was kicked hard by Mu Fan in the face, and his head roared like gongs and drums, and his eyes were full of small stars that were swaying, and everything in his sight was full of vague ghosts.

Swish!

Mu Fan's palm turned into a knife, and he slashed in front of him with his vitality.

After the sharp palm wind, Deacon Leng's clothes had been cut into rags by him.

Under the sweep of the palm wind, the proud deacon Leng turned into a bare hairless suckling pig on the spot, and his body was exposed to everyone.

"You! Who are you! How dare you dishonor this deacon! ”

Deacon Leng felt cold all over his body, and the dizziness in his mind suddenly recovered a little, and when he looked down at his appearance, he screamed with shame.

Mu Fan raised his hand and slapped the other party in the face, and said coldly: "Aren't you looking for me everywhere?" How do you not know who I am? ”

"You are? You're that damn bitch! ”

When Deacon Leng, who was beaten to the point that he had no master, heard this, his spirit immediately lifted up, and he shouted: "Okay, you dog slave who killed his father and killed his relatives, you dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu!" Do you know who I am? My daughter Leng Aoshuang is the ...... of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Fan punched him in the face, his mouth full of teeth turned into powder, and the arrogant roar in his mouth turned into a miserable whimpering wail.

Mu Fan reached out and picked up a branch from the ground, wrapped Deacon Leng hair, like throwing a javelin, and threw it at a big tree with thick branches in the distance.

Boom!

Deacon Leng hung like a live pig, hanging staggering from a tree two feet above the ground.

Underneath him, large chunks of rough bark were shattered by Mu Fan's might, revealing smooth and flat parts.

Immediately, Mu Fan's fingers snapped and hit the smooth trunk repeatedly.

The wood slag fell, and eight eye-catching big characters appeared on the smooth trunk - the Heavenly Sword Sect was full of shit!

The deacons of the sect were stripped naked and displayed to the public, leaving a big word of humiliation and pointing directly at the sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The insult and provocation could not be more obvious.

When Cheng Fengming saw this scene, he couldn't help but his eyelids jumped, thinking to himself that Mu Fan was still too young, why was he so forbearing?

With such a behemoth as the Heavenly Sword Sect, even the Treasure Pavilion didn't dare to provoke it head-on.

He is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little doll, even if he has some talent in alchemy, but this alone cannot compete with the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Wow, this kid is crazy! Actually so provoking the majesty of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he didn't want to live? ”

"The scum of the Qingtian Sword Sect deserves to be cleaned up, relying on the fact that he is the number one sword sect in the world, he has never taken others seriously, and it is good to learn a lesson."

"Lessons? Who taught whom? Don't you know that the Heavenly Sword Sect also has a branch here? There are more than a thousand disciples in the city, even the elders of the Xuanwu Realm! That kid is dead this time. ”

Amid the gossip of passers-by, Mu Fan jumped over the window as if nothing had happened, and returned to the outside of the alchemy room.

Mu Fan stopped beside Cheng Fengming, looked at each other with serious eyes, and said undoubtedly: "I will pack all the mystical medicines that are ready to be auctioned, and I will take them away now." ”

Cheng Fengming knew that Mu Fan had offended the Heavenly Sword Sect on impulse, and he would definitely not be able to stay here.

However, the matter of the auction has been notified to other forces in advance, and many old customers are waiting to participate in the auction, and now handing over the Xuan Yao to Mu Fan will inevitably damage the credibility of the Treasure Pavilion.

"What? You said take it away, don't you take Lao Tzu in your eyes? ”

"Lao Tzu came all the way to participate in the auction, which onion are you? You want to take the treasure directly? ”

When Cheng Fengming was embarrassed, many onlookers suddenly looked ugly, and pointed at Mu Fan and scolded him.

These people all came for the mystical medicine at the auction, and when they heard Mu Fan's tone so big, they were naturally unhappy in their hearts.

Cheng Fengming looked at everyone, then looked at Mu Fan with some embarrassment, frowned and said: "Childe, this matter is really impossible to do, as the deputy pavilion master of the Treasure Pavilion, everything I do must maintain the image of the Treasure Pavilion." ”

"I won't let the Heavenly Sword Sect hurt your sister, and I won't break the rules of the auction for you."

Mu Fan's expression was indifferent, and he said lightly: "Ten million." ”

I saw him stretch out a finger and say calmly: "I paid 10 million to buy all the mystical medicines, and I will take them away now." You release this news, who is not convinced, let him come to me directly with the spirit stone. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people who were shouting and insulting just now suddenly lost their voices.

Their faces were filled with horror in addition to shock.

Ten million? Buying Occult Medicine?

This is not a unique Xuandan in the world, it is just a material for refining Xuandan, where does it have the value of tens of millions of spirit stones?

The kid in front of him spent 10 million to shoot all the mystical medicines, either a fool or a madman, or the background is bigger than the sky.

Either case is not something they can provoke casually.

Seeing that no one answered, Mu Fan reached out and took out the Zijin VIP card from the storage bag and handed it to Cheng Fengming.

"Zijin VIP Card! Is this kid really? ”

"I've been friends with the Treasure Pavilion for many years, but I'm just a golden VIP, this kid is young, why is the most honorable Zijin VIP?"

Seeing the shiny purple crystal card, everyone present held their breath.

Although they didn't want to believe that there was really a big grudge and was willing to spend so much money to buy occult medicine materials, looking at Mu Fan's actions, it seemed that he was not joking.

This price is no longer a matter of doubling or tripling the market price, and it is simply not a price that a normal person can offer.

Cheng Fengming saw everyone's reactions, it seemed that the guests who participated in the auction already knew in their hearts, and no one was willing to spend 10 million to compete with Mu Fan.

After all, when it came to the auction, they would also be killed by Mu Fan's price hike.

Rather than not being able to fight for financial resources and end up in disgrace at that time, it is better to retreat now and save a little face.

"Okay, Childe, please wait a moment, I will send someone to send the Xuan Yao immediately."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Cheng Fengming knew in his heart, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately ordered his subordinates to go and get the medicine.

Mu Fan walked into the alchemy room quickly, closed the door with his backhand, and prepared to start refining the Holy Yang Fruit to relieve Mu Xue'er of the pain of ice sealing.