Seeing such an attitude of the two of them, Helian Feng's already indifferent face suddenly became even colder, the cold light in his eyes surged, and the sharp aura on his body became more amazing like a surging tide, and on the table around him, some people with slightly weaker strength immediately turned pale.

No matter how he said Helian Feng, he was also the tenth disciple of the Helian family, and he was so ignored by others, how could he swallow his anger and even if he was about to explode.

"Oh, even I can't protect it?" But at this moment, Helian Jue on the side raised his head, looked at Chen Xiu, and said in a faint voice: "It seems that two years of experience have made your self-confidence swell a lot!"

At the same time as the words fell, an extremely strong sharp aura burst out from the latter's body, like a turbulent wave, bombarding towards Chen Xiu.

The astonishing aura came very suddenly, and the faces of Helian Feng, Feng Liancheng and the others suddenly changed slightly, only feeling that under the breath on the other side, they were like a child, and they had no power to resist at all.

Among them, Helian Feng felt the strongest, the martial arts he practiced were very special, focusing on momentum, the more sharp the qi, the stronger the strength, but at this time, compared with Helian Jue, he only felt that the sharp aura that he had worked hard to cultivate and was proud of was simply a blunt sword without a sharp edge, but the other party was a sharp sword that had been tempered for thousands of years.

There is a fundamental difference between the two.

Helian Feng and the others are so strong, not to mention the others, I saw some people around, their faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly got up and quickly retreated.

The breath is amazing and overwhelming, like a storm sweeping. Whirring and coming.

"Humph!"

At this moment, I only heard Chen Xiu snort coldly, and then his body shook, and the same extremely amazing aura burst out.

The breath was like smoke and mist, red like blood, like blood mist, and Helian Jue's extremely sharp breath collided violently.

Rumble!

There was a low, muffled thud, and the air slammed. A violent ripple of air. Like the waves of the sea, spreading out in all directions.

Looking at the air ripples in this circle, Feng Liancheng and the others changed their complexions. This air ripple was caused by the collision of the breaths of the two people. Possess a strong anti-shock here. Once it spreads, I am afraid that most of the fourth floor will be destroyed.

Such a result. They couldn't afford it, after all, no matter how strong they were, they couldn't be enemies with so many disciples of the Eight Rank Sect.

Immediately, they struck, and in an instant, the air ripples were shattered.

And from beginning to end, Helian Jue and Chen Xiu have been sitting on the table, and their faces have not changed in the slightest. However, the two obviously knew that this was not the place to do it, so the breath of the two of them was just retracted as soon as they collided.

"Two years ago, you beat me with one move. Now, after two years of training, my strength is by no means what it was back then, and one day, I will fight with you and defeat you with my own hands!" Chen Xiu turned his head, looked at Helian Jue with cold eyes, and said slowly.

"Two years ago, I was able to defeat you, and two years later, I can still defeat you, you don't have any chance!" said with a sneer.

"Hmph!" Hearing this, Chen Xiu snorted coldly, didn't make any more tongues, and turned his head directly, no longer paying attention to the other party.

Helian Jue also withdrew his gaze and did not look at the other party again.

The people around looked at each other, completely unaware of what was going on.

On the entire fourth floor, although there are more than 30 disciples of the eight-rank sect, there are few eight-rank high-level sects after all, and there are not many eight-rank intermediate sects, most of them are disciples of the eight-rank lower sects.

At this time, these people, seeing that the two sides had calmed down, carefully returned to the table, not daring to make any more changes.

At this time, Han Chen, who was on the other side of the fence, was already frozen, which play was this? Haven't the two major forces joined forces? Why are these people not only not the slightest intention of joining forces, but more like enemies?

"Aren't you surprised?" Looking at the stunned look on Han Chen's face, how could Northern Gao Han not understand what the latter was thinking.

Han Chen nodded, he was indeed extremely surprised.

"Although the two major forces have joined forces, they are not really joining forces, they are just working together to deal with my northern family. The disciples in his sect did not receive an order not to use hands between the two sides. If there is a conflict in the encounter, when it is time to do it, it will still be done!" Northern Gao Han smiled and said: "Speaking of which, this should be the only good news for my family now!"

Hearing Northern Gao Han's explanation, Han Chen couldn't help but show surprise on his face, he didn't expect that the reason would be like this.

At this time, an idea came to Han Chen's mind. Feeling this thought, he himself was immediately startled, but when he thought about it, he found that although the idea was a little crazy, it was not impossible.

Turning his head to look at Helian Jue and the others, he retracted his gaze and whispered to himself, "Maybe it's really feasible!"

According to Han Chen's speculation, if this idea really succeeded, then in the Red Desolate Secret Realm a month and a half later, he would not only be able to reduce the casualties of the disciples of the Northern Family, but even severely damage the two major forces.

It's just that the ideas in his mind are not yet mature, and Han Chen still needs to continue to speculate and plan carefully.

For a while, Han Chen fell into deep thought, the northern cold, because the current situation was not favorable to himself and others, and he had no interest in chatting, and was also thinking about countermeasures.

On the other side, Helian Jue and the others, because of the small outbreak before, the atmosphere on both sides instantly dropped to the freezing point, and no one spoke.

In the entire fourth floor, only others were chatting in low voices.

At this time, there is only a stick of incense before the auction starts, and time is lost, and soon a stick of incense passes.

The next moment, in the lobby on the first floor below, a middle-aged man in a white brocade robe walked out of the crowd and walked towards the high platform in the center of the lobby.

Looking at the middle-aged man's movements, the people on the fifth floor suddenly stopped talking, and their eyes fell on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stepped on the high platform, walked to the center of the high platform and stopped, raised his head, quickly glanced around, and said loudly: "Everyone, I am the head of the Huang family in the Dongcheng District of this Red Desolate City, Huang Qiulong, thank you very much for giving Huang this opportunity to organize this auction!"

"What about those clichéd scenes, Huang won't say much, everyone in the province is bored!" Although Huang Qiulong is only the head of the Jiupin family, he is obviously not low in mind and has not wasted time, but he said those nonsense that is both a waste of saliva and not flattering, and he directly cut to the topic, saying: "I announce that this year's auction will start now!"

All the qiē of this auction, whether it is the location and location, or the arrangement of the drinks, the invitation of personnel, etc., are all handled by him, of course, this qiē is tacitly approved by everyone.

Now he comes out and shows his face for everyone to see, and that's it.

So as soon as the words fell, he didn't delay in the slightest, jumped off the high platform, returned to his previous seat, and watched slowly.

And the moment he returned to his seat, a figure jumped down from the first floor and landed steadily on the high platform.

This is a young man in an aqua blue robe.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my Golden Sword Sect disciple Yang Ming!" the young man raised his head, clenched his fists and looked around, then took out a plant with two red fruits from the empty ring, and said in a loud voice: "This is what I want to auction, a thousand-year-old Yanyang fruit, two!"

Hearing this, the people on the floor suddenly stirred slightly, and even some martial artists who originally seemed disdainful couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on their faces.

"I didn't expect it to be the Burning Sun Fruit, and it's a thousand years old!" Northern Gao Han's face also showed a hint of surprise.

Han Chen lowered his head, glanced at the herb in the young man's hand, and nodded slightly, although he could only refine the second-grade pill now, his knowledge of medicinal herbs was not inferior to those fourth- and fifth-grade alchemists.

This Yanyang Fruit is the main refining material for refining the four-grade pill Yanyang Dan, which belongs to high-grade medicinal materials, which is very precious, and the higher the vintage, the purer the energy in it, and the higher the quality of the refined pill, the higher it will naturally be.

With just one glance, he could see that the two Yanyang Fruits on the medicinal herbs in the young man's hands had indeed reached a thousand-year-old age.

A thousand years, it's not low.

This auction is different from other auctions, there is no host, there is no auctioneer, and whoever wants to auction an item needs to go on stage himself.

Soon, people started bidding, and everyone was bidding.

"Ten lower-level spirit cores!"

"Fifteen lower-level spirit cores!"

"Twenty lower-level spirit cores!"

Hearing these people's bids, Han Chen's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

"Big Brother North, what is the spirit core?" Han Chen turned his head to look at the northern high cold and asked.

"You don't know?" Hearing this, Northern Gao Han was suddenly slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect Han Chen to ask this question.

"I don't know!" Han Chen shook his head honestly.

Looking at the doubts in Han Chen's eyes, it didn't seem to be fake, and Northern Gao Han didn't talk nonsense, he flicked his fingers and took out a baby's fist-sized spar from the empty ring and put it on the table.

"Well, this is the spirit core!" said Northern Gaohan, pointing to the hedrons.

"What a pure aura!" he said, looking at this crystal clear spar, his eyes flashed.

"That's nature, this spiritual core is originally condensed and refined with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it contains an extremely rich spiritual energy, and it is an attributeless spiritual energy!" Northern Gao Han explained.

"Attributeless aura!" Hearing this, Han Chen was stunned for a moment, "Isn't that something anyone can absorb?"

"Yes!" Northern Gao Han nodded, "But this is just a lower-level spirit core, and it doesn't contain a lot of spiritual energy." On top of it, there are three levels of intermediate, superior, and superb, and there is a hundredfold gap between each level. ”

"However, this spirit core is very difficult to refine, and the success rate is not high, so it is very rare, and the ones that can be seen are basically lower-level spirit cores, intermediate level is rare, and as for the superior and superb level, it is even rarer!" (To be continued......)